Chapter 678 Magic Sacrifice

The subtle operation is like the most precise surgical scalpel. All the measures are to concentrate the magical collision inside the sphere, and prevent the magical sphere from exploding.

Suddenly, although the inside of the sphere was fighting fiercely, its scope was also controlled.

The orb was shining with brilliance and brilliance, exuding dazzling brilliance, like endless light blooming around it.

Although the turbulent magic power inside the sphere constantly collides, the waves are magnificent, the undercurrent is surging, and it looks like it will explode at any time. But under George's control, the surging magic power trapped inside the sphere exploded and annihilated, never breaking through the sphere's own boundaries.

Under the constant soothing and beating of the magical tentacles, the two phoenixes, almost endless magical power, will eventually be consumed. After the constant collision and annihilation, the sphere gradually stabilized, and as more magical collisions and annihilation, the sphere shrinks and shrinks.

The ten-meter-high sphere gradually shrank to eight meters, seven meters, six meters, and five meters.

As the magic power was consumed and annihilated, the ball shrank to only half its previous size, and at this time, the ball became more unstable.

After all, the magic power accumulated by the Nether Phoenix is ​​not as good as the flame Phoenix that has been over-catalyzed. Even with George's subtle control, in the confrontation and collision of magic power, the power of the Nether Phoenix slowly fell into a disadvantage.

Suddenly, the red and black sphere seemed to turn into a flame.

The raging flames intensified the offensive, as if to swallow the hostile darkness, and the entire sky was immediately reflected completely red.

"almost."

Seeing that it is not good to continue to control it, and the two phoenixes have been fighting to the extreme, this time is just a good opportunity for George to take action.

From his clothes, he took out a pocket on which the Non-marking Stretching Curse was applied. From his pocket, he took out a large bronze tripod.

The big tripod feet are half a person tall. The bronze tripod's mouth is folded outwards, thick ears stand upright, the neck is slightly retracted, the abdomen is slightly bulged, and three feet are placed under the belly.

The whole body of the bronze tripod has elegant and unrestrained lines, and the mottled rust reveals strong historical traces. It is the Zhou Wangding he obtained in Hong Kong.

George placed Zhou Wangding on the ground and burned the bronze cauldron with the flames of life and death spreading out from the ball, and poured the previously prepared medicine into the bronze cauldron.

Before a moment, the concoction in Zhouwang's Ding was already boiling. The green concoction burst out of rumbling steam, bursting out a little spark, like gunpowder about to explode.

George took out his wand and said in the spell of ancient magic.

"The blood of the strong, guided by the will and blood of the strong, has no regrets on the way forward, and overcomes obstacles!"

Then, he used magic power to cut his arm. Bright red blood, mixed with magic power, spurted from his arm.

Through the blood vessels cut by George, a large amount of blood, like a surging out from an unknown place, flows into the huge bronze cauldron. Under a lot of blood loss, his face was not pale, but more ruddy, and the picture was very strange.

The big bronze cauldron was injected with a lot of blood, but the water in the cauldron did not grow at all. The thick blood seemed to become an intangible thing, continuously flowing into the bronze cauldron.

With the influx of a large amount of blood, although the potion in Zhouwang's Ding did not grow, the color was gradually dyed into a thick bright red, just like thick blood.

In the viscous liquid medicine, a sweet scent is even more enticing.

After the potion turned into viscous blood, he retracted his arm, healed the cut wound, and said again.

"The grievances of the weak, take the anger and resentment of the weak as a warning, there is no resentment in life and death, and when you are poor, you will change!"

He took out the Song Dynasty banknote printing machine that had been prepared long ago, and the Jiaozi printing plate had been specially processed and turned into a black unidentified object.

Once the black printing plate was thrown into the blood-colored potion, it was immediately covered by blood and sank to the bottom of the large bronze cauldron.

As the **** concoction rolled, there seemed to be invisible waves and shocks spreading inside the tripod. At the bottom of the large bronze cauldron, an illusory door opened, and the door exudes endless black energy.

The black energy spread all around, exuding an aura of decay and desolation, as if there were thousands of dementors gathered together.

In an instant, the night over the mountains seemed to darken again.

George waved his magic wand, a silver barrier, firmly shielding the bronze cauldron, preventing the horror and desolation from spreading.

The spreading black gas condensed and rolled inside the large bronze cauldron, and the thick black gas condensed into smoke and gathered into fog. It turned into darkness again, condensed into black rain, and dyed the potion in the cauldron into black like ink.

The liquid medicine in the cauldron continued to roll, becoming more viscous, and finally turned into ink-like silt.

The ink-like silt was filled with terrible bubbles, and the corrosive force spread to the silver mask, making a "chitch, chich" sound, as if to corrode the silver mask.

George ignored the crumbling and crumbling silver mask. He waved his magic wand and chanted again ~lightnovelpub.net~The holy heart, sacrificed by pure magic and flesh and blood, came out of filth, born out of darkness! "

He took out a huge glass bottle, the glass bottle transparent milky white liquid, soaking a diamond-shaped golden heart.

The heart of a unicorn specially modified by magic is like a forge of gold, like a living thing. The golden heart was still slightly oscillating in the glass bottle. Stir up the milky white liquid, rippling waves.

George lifted his arm slightly, and the golden heart flew out of the glass bottle with a ray of golden light. The golden heart passed through the silver mask without any hindrance, and fell into the dark thick ink-like mud in the cauldron.

The golden heart falling into the black mud is like cold water poured into boiling oil, like sparks thrown into gunpowder.

The silt-like concoction was immediately ignited by the golden flame at the moment it touched the golden heart. The golden flames followed the position where the golden heart fell, and quickly spread towards the entire cauldron.

The golden flames burned quickly, quickly purifying the thick black mud.

Following the shock lines of the golden heart into the water, the thick ink-like medicinal juice quickly turned into a colorless and transparent liquid under the burning of the golden flame, clear to the bottom.

After the liquid medicine in the cauldron all turned into a colorless and transparent liquid, the golden flame finally disappeared. Inside the bronze cauldron, it was as if only clear spring water was injected, and there was no change in the burning fire.

George waved his wand again and said aloud.

"The eye of darkness, with dark magic and eyes as the door, the door of life and death, neither man nor god!"

Two crystal clear, dignified yellow gems fell into the transparent colorless liquid with his gesture.

The colorless and transparent liquid mixed into the two dark eyes, like a canvas turned over. The clear and transparent liquid, in an instant, has transformed into the sky like a black gem.