Chapter 2241: Chapter 685: Final Battle Countdown [11]
The tal floating balcony with round railings features a relief on the front part, depicting a spider-bodied beauty bound at the center of a tattered web. The beauty’s face is so lifelike, with eyes reflecting an endless bloodlust and extre cruelty, that it closely resembles a real person.
At the corners of the tal floating balcony, decorations of blood loranthus vines and skull fruits forged from magical tal abound. Complex old magical symbols and constellation maps, like dew, roll unpredictably over the vines, fruits, and leaves, spreading layers of interwoven elental halos of milky white frost, jade green flas, and indigo smoke, covering an expansive area within a two-hundred-yard radius.
A vast quantity of almost tangible negative energy emanates from the tal floating balcony, occasionally accompanied by faint, indistinct wailing of souls.
Before anyone could react, the Dark Ranger, with astonishing agility, tapped his foot and, with a swoosh, vaulted onto the tal floating balcony seven or eight ters above the ground. He stood boldly at the balcony, striking the rail with his hands. A bearded man with four strong arms and a lower body of swirling black mist silently materialized from the hazy air, firmly supporting the entire tal floating balcony with his giant, robust body, clearly providing the original force for the balcony’s suspension and mobility.
“Helnandes?” Many knowledgeable humans exclaid in surprise, calling out the true na of the “Thumb Ghost.”
The “Thumb Ghost,” an Undead Creature, is not unusual on the Aegean Continent. It might be one of the weakest known undead creatures, with a peculiar habit of clinging to the ancient oil lamps deep in tombs, savoring the remnants of light despite being an undead with a heart drawn to brightness, leaving a lasting impression on others.
However, Helnandes’ typical size is only as big as a thumb, and a “Thumb Ghost” comparable in size and strength to a Giant Dragon is hardly believable without witness.
“It’s the ‘Saladin Lamp Demon’! This is one of the most formidable undead in our Taklamago Desert, summoned and controlled by high-level ‘Impure People’ using ancient oil lamps.” Aymar’s words opened a new and unknown world to the Aegean country bumpkins: “The Lamp Demon excels in conjuring scorching winds that can turn people into mummies. As far as I know, amongst all undead creatures, only the Lamp Demon uses Wind System Spells as an exception!”
“The way you describe it so highly, this Lamp Demon seems quite docile.” Old Liu chuckled: “So it requires ancient oil lamps to control? Aymar, which eye of yours saw Xiao Cui using an oil lamp?”
On the railing of the tal floating balcony, adorned with sculptures of a battlefield from hell, originally swayed rows of magical epheral flowers condensed from black and pale yellow elents. When Xiao Cui picked up a dark golden crown and placed it on his forehead, the closed buds on the railing suddenly blood, displaying a magnificent and unparalleled sight.
The dark golden crown, engraved with magical talismans and nurous Ink Crystal gems, featured a compact and abstract “VP”-shaped rune guard at the forehead portion. With Xiao Cui wearing it, it appeared as if he bore an ominous mark on his brow, resembling a great demon Yuri preparing for revenge in a hellish battle.
“A Fallen Crown of Seven degree gold, enhancing dark elental power by a factor of two, crafting a tal balcony forged from Tinello Dark tal, a heaven-grade undead residence, a Fallen Magic Array outlined by infinitely extending Demon World black epiphyllum gold.” Aymar squinted his eyes and cited the details of the tal floating balcony’s construct: “What a grand endeavor! The Tinello Dark tal, during its forging process, seems to have been imbued with the Erald Fla from the Nether Abyss, and the black epiphyllum gold inherently possesses a frost enchantnt effect. Thus, this magical floating balcony is almost a modified dark domain, within the two-hundred-yard halo, not only providing imasurable support to fallen creatures and dark spells but also adding frost, fire, and acid poison triple additional damage properties!”
The personnel from St.Paul Church and the Church of the Snow Goddess all subconsciously furrowed their brows.
They have always held a stance of eradicating undead creatures completely. In their Religious Tribunal, there’s always been an organization called the Dark Judgnt Deacon, specifically deployed to eradicate undead life. The Dark Ranger now standing on the tal floating balcony, it’s clearly a platform designed for undead creatures and negative elents, no matter the explanation, it still falls under the definition of ‘profaning the light.’
“Let it be… This is the equipnt of Florence…” Many religious figures dejectedly abandoned their resolve to uphold the light, for the current tis are tough.
“Master Aymar truly is an expert, but perhaps you are unaware…” Liu Zhenhàn waved his hands adorned with ten rings, heartfelt and animated as he revealed: “… Seven-degree space tal is not only used for crafting spatial equipnt, but crowns made with it help dark spells traverse up to seven tis the known realm, summoning more powerful and rare fallen allies… This is the greatest function of Seven degree gold!”
“Could the long decline of dark magic be due to the separation of the Seven degree gold crowns and Her Majesty the Queen from Ink Crystal Gorge with the Forgotten Race?” Master Aymar asked with a smile.
This insider speculation was indeed confird by the Lord Saint Xiao.
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