1796 The Power of Spell

A kind of crimson spiritual space was completely presented, and a solid barrier was actually formed on its edge. Raymond, who broke through and entered, understood that the strength of Frank, the leader of the sandstone beast clan, had reached its peak, and there was no possibility of another breakthrough.

The gap in strength was too large, so Raymond did not encounter too many obstacles when he broke into Frank's mental space. However, when he saw the projection of Frank's soul next to the mental power crystal, he felt that he might have thought before. It's too simple.

Frank, who is at the core of the spiritual space, has countless shackles on his body. He is obviously suffering from some kind of special suppression after suffering some kind of spell.

However, he did not show surprise when he saw Raymond who broke in. Instead, he bowed his head slightly and saluted respectfully as if he was relieved. "Lord Lei Meng, I understand that I have no way out, but it is not my fault that caused the Sandstone Beast Clan to fall into this desperate situation. As the leader of the Sandstone Beast Clan, I am willing to tell you what you want to know. Everything has been told, there is only one condition that I hope you can accept..."

"It's up to you to say it or not, but you should know that I have the ability to make you tell the truth!" Frank's changed attitude made Raymond feel even more weird, but any lies here will be discovered at the first time. , so he didn't care about this guy's attitude at all.

Frank, who let out a long sigh, looked very desperate. After seeing Raymond appear next to his stagnant mental power crystal, he immediately spoke. "Lord Raymond, although Salixie's death made me crazy with grief, the real reason why I attacked and killed you in the Kashira Grand Canyon is still related to the profits you made in the Mirror Realm. Although you were under the influence of Gracie at the time, Your Majesty’s blessing, and Mr. Yongye will not have any idea about your profits, but the Nightmare Son under his command is not a kind person, so I also set up a trap in the Kashira Grand Canyon because I was threatened. Got to the place of attack and killing..."

Raymond was a little surprised when he heard this. What Frank said was something he had never thought of before, and he immediately asked. "Son of Nightmare? Are they even tempted by the benefits in the Mirror Realm?"

"The Ocean Flower is a magical thing, and what you gained in the Mirror Realm is obviously far more than what is revealed. So whether it is because of Salixie or Vernal's request and promise. I must find an opportunity. We will launch an attack on you, otherwise the Sandstone Orcs will not be able to enter the Frozen City to settle down, and will have to rely on the Fire Rat Clan forever..."

"Vernal? Vernal, Commander of the Second Army? How could it be him?" After hearing the name, Raymond thought about it for a moment and became even more surprised.

"The commander of the Second Army, Vernal, is responsible for the defense of the Frozen City. Casper and Cheney under his command both died in the Mirror Realm. You are not much stronger than the two of them, but you came out with huge profits. . Such an ending is naturally something Vernal, commander of the Second Army, cannot and is unwilling to accept..."

Frank, the leader of the Sandstone Beast Clan, did not feel surprised by Raymond's question and continued after a pause. "Lord Raymond, our sandstone beast clan has paid a huge price in order to have a stable living environment. Being able to enter and settle in the frozen city has been our clan's dream for thousands of years. However, the frozen city occupied by the Nightmare Son... The city is rarely open to outsiders. Although Lord Yongye has tyrannical strength, he does not participate in these trivial matters. Therefore, if we, the Sandstone Orcs, want to get rid of the control of the Firerats, we can only become Vernal, the commander of the second army. The knife. Complete those secret and sinister things for him!"

Frank, who was almost roaring when he said this, listed the tasks he had accepted one by one, and the image of Vernal, commander of the Second Army, gradually became blurred in Raymond's memory.

"Lord Raymond. The reason why I tell you this is because I can only tell you here..."

Frank, who looked sad and angry, shook his shoulders. The shackles formed by the spell shrank inward, and his expression immediately became distorted.

"Lord Raymond, this is the soul shackles set by Vernal. If it is not within the spiritual space, any mention of his behavior will cause me to suffer soul trauma, and the effect of the spell will be doubled, resulting in I have fallen into a weak state of soul, so this is the real reason why I cannot explain to others..."

Roaring and cursing in grief and anger, just following Frank's unbridled roaring and roaring. The shackles of the spell gradually sank into the depths of his soul, causing the projection of his soul in the spiritual space to continue to fade. In the end, even the crystallization of his mental power stopped rotating, and the entire mental space vibrated!

The completely disappeared soul projection shows that Frank has been obliterated under the suppression of the spell, and his spiritual space will collapse in an instant.

As Raymond pulled away, the eyes of Frank, the leader of the sandstone beast clan whose strength had been sealed, had lost their luster and his breath was gone.

Becky, who was sitting on his left shoulder, saw Raymond emerge from his mental space and immediately spoke. "Sir, this guy's momentum increased dramatically just now. I thought he had some kind of special ability..."

"It's not that he has any special abilities, but that he suffered some kind of special spell, which restricted his soul, and he couldn't even say certain words directly..."

"Spell? It can actually achieve such an effect?"

"Maybe it's just an excuse on his part, but since he paid the price with his own life, let's take it as what he said is the truth..."

Looking at Frank, the leader of the sandstone beast tribe, whose body began to harden, Becky was still a little confused. But an old voice sounded in Raymond's mind.

"Raymon, what Frank said may be true. The spell in his body cannot even be broken by me..."

Before preparing to interrogate Frank, Raymond had already released the sound barrier, so the voice belonging to Spencer of the Fire Rat clan made him very surprised.

After standing up, Raymond jumped up and came directly to the tent in the center of the camp.

A short old man stood at the door of the camp. When he saw Raymond falling, he bowed slightly and saluted. "I am Spencer from the Fire Rat Clan, and the affairs I handled before were also related to the Sandstone Orc Clan..."

As Spencer of the Fire Rat tribe walked into the camp, Raymond, who sensed some kind of obscure energy fluctuations in the camp, couldn't help but darken his face.

"Lord Raymond, don't be surprised. The Yingrat tribe is a race that is good at manipulating earth energy and has the ability to break through various energy barriers. It was not intentional before. In fact, I am also interested in Frank. , but it’s not suitable to forcefully break into its spiritual space, and I still don’t know how powerful the spell is…”

"Do you know that Frank's soul is suppressed by a spell?"

"I know, and I guess the effect of the spell is the reason why he always wants to get rid of his attachment to the Fire Rat Clan. He wants to move his family to settle in the Frozen City..."

Speaking of this, Spencer of the Fire Rat Tribe raised his hand and pointed to the areas where Raymond sensed energy fluctuations, and explained that because of the processing of some affairs within the tribe that had just been completed, the remaining energy fluctuations would be What he feels is not because there is some special setting here, or because he wants to have some thoughts about him.

Spencer, a member of the Fire Rat tribe who was not hostile and was quite familiar with the Far North, told some events that happened in the Far North, and at the end he also implicitly expressed his intention to make friends.

Spencer, who had mastered power more than a hundred years ago, although he has a desire to reach the realm of the ancestors, has made no progress in recent years, so he hopes to get to know more top-level beings so that he can communicate and obtain the knowledge to continue to improve his realm. There are helpful messages.

Spencer, a member of the Yingrat clan who has such a wish, is regarded by Raymond as someone who is obsessed with the improvement of realm. Therefore, when the topic turns to the improvement of realm and the power of power, the atmosphere in the camp really relaxes. Come down...(To be continued~^~)