For the first time Burris saw such a strong power of the dead, the girl seemed to be carrying a whole piece of dead souls on the ancient battlefield, and every dead soul became her power.

He summoned a giant hand made of dust to block Augilia's attack. The giant hand can automatically lock the target, and each finger is a tentacled whip. After being touched by it, ordinary people will feel weak and even lose consciousness, but Augilia is not affected at all, it is only temporarily blocked. Burris took the opportunity to give orders to the white-clothed puppets, first of all to stop them from shaking the sharp cones, and then call them to gather and try to subdue Augilia.

After all, the white puppets are not real Odettes, they can do the same things as ordinary humans, Augilia can move in the air, easily getting rid of their interception. She shook off the crowd and waved the giant sickle. The incorporeal smoke also began to bite fiercely, and the five tentacles were cut to pieces.

In the process, Burris tried to use several spells on her. He didn't want to really hurt her, so he didn't use instant damage; she was immune to necromantic magic, and many physical magics could not be effective on her.

Finally, Augilia broke free of her restraint and rushed towards Burris and Lott. Burris just finished reciting a certain spell, and in an instant, countless Burris and Lott appeared in front of Augustia, more than the white puppets. They ran around, doing their own things, and Augustia fell into chaos.

She hooked a "Lott" torn clothes with a giant sickle, and that "Lott" turned into dust; another "Lott" tripped and fell to the ground by her, she tried to catch him, but hit the black Huhu's slate.

Before she got up, the real Lotbald swooped up diagonally from behind, holding her firmly. She wanted to wave the giant sickle, but the giant sickle was dragged far away by the remaining gray tentacles.

Lott pressed her knees against her legs, pressed her back with one hand, and squeezed her chin with the other... After he kissed it, Augilia gradually stopped struggling.

Both the fake Burris and the fake Lot disappeared. The real Burris stood by, tucked up his sleeves.

Just now he discovered that Augilia relied entirely on her eyes when judging the distance and target. In this regard, she was no different from ordinary humans. The creatures that depended on the eyes were more likely to be deceived by illusions. I am afraid that the creation of a demigod is no exception. She is immune to necromancy, but cannot recognize illusion.

Not long after, Lot let go of the girl and stood up carefully. Augilia curled up on the ground, half asleep and half awake.

Lott looked at the mage: "I kissed someone like this in front of you, do you feel a bit sour?"

Burris shook his head with a subtle expression: "There is no sourness, but I feel a trace of moral condemnation..."

Lot said: "This is my creation, not my real child. I still kiss Count Hrolf every day, and you didn't say anything." With that, he walked to Burris and opened his arms. "Come on. Come, let me kiss you and twist our twisted humanity back to the original..."

Burris took a step back: "You kiss dogs every day?"

"Not every time I kiss a dog."

"Forget it, leave this alone... we should first think about what to do next."

But Lott never gave up, he wanted to hug Burris, and Burris had to admit his fate. Lott first kissed the mage's forehead hard, then lifted his chin and kissed his upper lip. After the kiss, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "Oh... it's much better. My decayed morality has risen back a little..."

He turned his head and found that Augilia was awake. She sat on the ground and stared at them, her pale little face with a suddenly realized expression.

Burris's face was hot and he wanted to turn his back, but this action was too petty, and it would make people more embarrassed... So he forced his composure and forced himself to maintain a calm expression of "I don't feel ashamed at all".

Augilia muttered in a daze, "So that's it... I thought you were the kind of serious allies..."

"Originally a serious ally!" Lott immediately corrected. "You don't know humans too much. Marriage is the most common kind of covenant in human society..."

Burris whispered in his heart that it was bad: Lot has completely recovered to the former Lot, and the restoration is too thorough, even the crazy side of the subject has recovered! He hurriedly interrupted Lott's words: "My lord, I sincerely beg you, can we talk about something serious first?"

Fortunately, Lotby now listened to him in the past. "Okay, okay." He smiled at Burris, then squatted down in front of Augustia, "Simply talk about how you were arrested, let me think of a way. We have to take Siegfried and Odette too Rescued."

Augilia started from the Siva River and roughly described how they tracked "Odette" and how they were subdued by unexpected forces.

After listening, Lott touched his chin and said, "Odette has been deeply invaded. If I want to completely separate Illil’s soul from him, it should be difficult... Maybe I can try before my power deteriorates. Try it, but it doesn’t work right now... Anyway, we have to slowly figure out a solution. As for Augustia and Sigfael, you are just blinded by your mind and your souls are not merged, so it’s not difficult to wake you up. Now you Sober, we should save Siegfried, but the problem is...I can't kiss him. Burris said that the altar is not very good, and I'd better not step on it."

Augilia asked: "Can I fly up?"

Burris replied for the Maharaja: "I'm not sure, but it's better not to try. In the usual definition, the altar ‘right above’ is also considered to be in the altar."

"Then you can only get Siegfried out," Augilia looked at the red gryphon. "Let him out first, let's subdue him together, and then let the master kiss him."

Lot said, "Well, let's do it. However, my mouth is small, and his mouth is big. I have to kiss something with a mouth to cast the spell successfully. How should the griffon's mouth be kissed? Just kiss a small piece of it. , Or do you have to kiss him all? Is there any way to force him into a human form?"

The girl answered earnestly: "For insurance, you'd better kiss the whole thing along the edge of the beak."

Burris made a contemplative look on the side, actually gritting his teeth, forcing himself not to laugh. In fact, there is nothing wrong with laughing, but... there are still two creatures on the altar suffering, and there are still many fellow wizards fighting hard under the tower. At this time, laughing is too serious.

But...but it's really funny! Burris looks back on his life. He has faced many dangerous situations in his life. It is not easy to turn danger to bargain every time. He has to rely on bold attempts and careful thinking, as well as the trust and tacit cooperation between his companions... He never imagined After that, one day I will stand in front of the unknown and sinister with my allies, thinking seriously about how to kiss the Griffin...

This is not in line with the style of orthodox adventure stories, and a normal bard would never make up such a story.

"Burris." Lot leaned over and said in his ear in a flattering tone, "Don't frown and be sad, they are my creation, not my children, and my morality has not been lost. Come on, I I need you, can you command those Odettes?"

Burris couldn't laugh or cry. Since reuniting with Lott, the troubles he has encountered have changed his style, all of which are not only dangerous, but also funny.

Funny to funny, Lot's plan is quite feasible. So Burris regained control of the white puppets and made them flock to Siegfried, trying to remove the sharp cone from him.

While he was manipulating the puppets, Augilia held the scythe again and stared at the altar intently, while Lot ran to the wall of the crenel and began to vividly describe the battle under the tower.

He said that a new army appeared in the distance. It was a cavalry squadron wearing silver armor and black robes. The number was small, only about twenty people. They were flying a dark blue flag with silver embroidered on it. The crescent moon and spiked Prynne.

Upon hearing this, Burris was surprised and puzzled. In terms of equipment, this team comes from the Otarot Grand Temple in the City of the Northern Star, and is not an ordinary black armored temple knight. They belong to a team that was just formed more than ten years ago. The number of them is not large, but all of them are outstanding. The temple only calls them by numbers, and most people like to call them "Silver Knights."

These young people not only need to receive training in the temple, but also receive special training from the mage tutor. Not only are they good at military operations, they can also master basic magic knowledge, can use common enchanted weapons, can identify dangerous magic items and emblems, and have undergone training to resist illusions and mind control.

They are not spellcasters, but they know spellcasters very well. They are good at cooperating with mages, and they are also good at breaking down the weaknesses of enemy mages.

This team appeared extremely quickly because they didn't need to cross the Shiva River and the rime forest. They are all trained to not be dizzy because of teleportation. The wizard teleports them to a safe coordinate in the frost plain, and they will soon be able to rush to the white tower.

Burris was surprised that how could the City of the North Star get news so quickly? When the carnelian ring smashed, even if Esther contacted the temple through Naylor, the pastors would have to hold a meeting and discuss the results before contacting the City of the North Star. Maybe the City of the North Star would have to have a meeting. Then decide whether the information is true...and back and forth, even if you use a crystal ball to send a message, it will take a day.

Now that the City of the North Star dispatched the Silver Blade Knights so quickly, it showed that they had already received the alert. Burris guessed that there might be someone who noticed the abnormality earlier than himself. This person can either directly contact the temple or know a more authoritative nobleman. Therefore, before the carnelian ring was smashed, some people had already begun to act.

Burris was very pleased. It can be seen that even if he did not participate in the matter from beginning to end, even if no one reported with the carnelian ring, Yylil's failure was only a matter of time. It is impossible for the Icefield White Tower to rise again.

Compared to Yylil, he is now more worried about Odette and the unknown black eye above the altar.

There was a cracking sound, and Siegfried was also free. He struggled to rise into the air, turned around abruptly, and rushed in the direction of Lot and Augustia. Fortunately, Augilia was prepared. She evoked a cluster of black soot-like incorporeal bodies and blocked the griffon's volley dash.

Seeing Siegfried's actions, Burris suddenly understood one thing: The goal of these creations was not to harm Lot, but to catch Lot.

If Yylil was here, he might remove the sharp cone and let the three creations and Odette's avatars act together. Their purpose is to force Lot to walk into the altar, towards the thin spot leading to the Black Lake.

And now, Yylil is trapped in the dimensional protective shield, and the soul cannot jump to other "Odette". Probably these sharp cones cannot be dispelled remotely, so Illil can't interfere with things here.

Thanks to this, Burris had the opportunity to control the man in white first, and then slowly rescue the creation with Lot. Each defeat is much easier than resisting a siege. If the three creations and a group of white-clothed men rush at the same time, I am afraid that Lott will have nothing to do.

Augilia had already contained Siegfried. Burris intends to cast spells from behind the Griffin in an effort to suppress his actions. Suddenly, a chill came from all around, freezing his originally dexterous fingers so that they could not bend.

Burris was stiff and his heartbeat almost stopped.

This is not the real cold, but the deterrence of predators, the force full of hostility.

With the experience of resisting confusion, Burris quickly recovered his calmness, but still couldn't concentrate and could not complete the spell just now.

This fear has nothing to do with people's guts. As long as that power is staring at you, as long as it scares you and makes you surrender, you can't muster courage.

Burris saw from the corner that the white-clothed man on the altar was disappearing.

After rescuing Gerfee, they returned to the standby state, seemingly not moving, but in fact they were moving slowly and gradually gathered around Odette.

Since Burris can control them, Odette can also take back control. This is Odette's instinct, and Illil does not need to order specifically.

The people in white returned to Odette one by one. After retracting all the avatars, Odette moved, the sharp cone on his wing was still there, but the one in his abdomen had broken and disappeared.

Lott has discovered the abnormality. Augustia blocked the Griffin for him, and he ran towards Burris as fast as possible.

But he is still not fast enough, he is not as fast as Yinlong.

The dragon's tail swung out an arc, stretched like lightning, firmly wrapped around the mage beside the altar.

If the silver dragon wants to throw Burris away, Burris has a way to ensure that he is unharmed; if the silver dragon wants to hurt him with a hard tail, he can break free before being injured... Even if he can't break free, Lot will come over. help him.

But Odette did not do that. He vibrated, dragged Burris into the altar and threw it into the air.

The cloak fell off and landed on the edge of the altar, but Burris did not fall. Yinlong's tail left him, and he began to fall towards the sky.

Seeing this scene, Augilia, who was still fighting with the griffin, screamed. She had no spare energy to worry about the mage, she was just shocked by Odette's strategy.

Now Odette and Siegfried both want to send Lot to the Black Lake. Odette was restricted in her movement, but she had been watching them silently, and came up with such an idea.

When Augilia was distracted, the Griffin roared, and the elements of purgatory struck like a tsunami. Augilia blocked the attack with the circling incorporeal body, and took the opportunity to retreat for a certain distance.

She looked at the sky, the black spot seemed to move... She realized that it was a blink of an eye. The black spots faded suddenly, revealing the gloomy interior, and then immediately closed again, returning to its previous appearance.

Only Odette was left on the altar, and there was an old brown cloak. Both the mage and Lotbald were gone.