Pastor's Tantra

Chapter 199 Death of Drost (5k)

Aiwass stared at each other with a serious and cautious expression.

The ritual of "Mirage" is not simple.

This is a large-scale ritual that can only be used by the "Grand Wizard", the advanced profession of the Conjuration Mage.

The effect in the game is to make yourself and your teammates instantly invisible, and create a batch of mirror clones in the distance that inherit one-tenth of the attack power and can be manipulated at will.

The mirror clone cannot cast spells or use items, but it has no physical form unless it attacks. It only has entity for three seconds after launching the attack.

This thing is annoying, really annoying - it doesn't hurt much, but it's more annoying.

Not only will it always provide vision by following you around, but you can also taunt and talk trash. If the opponent doesn't have countermeasure skills, he won't be able to fight back.

If the back row is not protected, it is easy to be directly cut to death by several illusions; they can also take the initiative to attack and materialize to resist damage and resist some skills.

But Aiwass has a way to deal with them.

Because the essence of this clone is a curse, it can be dispelled by the ability to dispel curses.

What really gave him a headache was the identity of the other party.

Aiwass knew very little about this enemy - as the leader of the Noble Red, this man had not yet entered the book.

Although Noble Red is an early-stage villain organization, it can still bully Avalon. When Avalon was gone, he was beaten three times by Star Antimony, Iris, and Camelot... But he persisted until 6.0 and still hadn't completely disbanded.

The only thing Aiwass knew was that this man was a true "descendant of the gods". As a direct descendant of Xiong Tiansi, he has noble blood flowing in his body, and his ultimate goal is to imitate the Arthur of the past and win the position of Tiansi as a mortal.

...But now it seems that he is related to his grandfather Jacob Alexander?

Watching Aiwass purse his lips, Wolfram was in a happy mood.

As a giant, he is actually somewhat face-blind when looking at races such as humans and elves, and he cannot tell his age. Just like humans looking at dogs, apart from the general difference in breed, they can rarely tell the difference in appearance.

"Your grandfather Jacob was the mentor who taught me the profession of 'Spell Master'."

Wolfram said slowly: "My mentor..."

"...I don't know Jacob."

Aiwass was silent for a while and whispered.

"Oh, that makes sense. After all, your whole family is dead, orphan.

"But, how do you know about this ritual? This is a ritual developed by the old man... Did he really leave some inheritance? Forget it, it doesn't matter. Since you said you don't know..."

Wolfram said with a smile: "Then you probably won't care. Your grandfather was killed by my curse, right?"

Aiwass narrowed his eyes.

The predecessor of Noble Red and one of the founders of Scaleless Hands.

Aiwass's grandfather, Jacob Alexander, died of typhoid fourteen years ago.

Now, he finally confirmed the cause of his grandfather's death.

A red card appeared silently in Aiwass' palm clasped on the armrest of his wheelchair.

The Great Guardian stood slightly in front of Aiwass and whispered: "Don't be impulsive. Just like you said, they are just illusions - what's going on inside?"

"already solved."

There was no emotion in Aiwass's voice, and it was calm and frightening: "I have cured all the people who might have died, and I have killed those who tried to plant bombs."

"Jacob's grandson looks pretty good."

Another shorter giant also didn't care about the life and death of those demonologists, and just mocked: "It just looks like his legs and feet are not very good...

"——Could it be that you were injured by the curse flowing in your blood? By the way, do you know how your biological parents died?"

"Ah……"

Hearing this, Aiwass suddenly laughed.

He also took back the cards in his palm.

Instead, there was a burning flame between his fingers.

He spread his palms, leaned back in the wheelchair, raised his head slightly, and relaxed to reveal his neck and collarbone.

Aiwass sighed and looked at Noble Red with pity: "It turns out you don't know anything either..."

I don’t know about Shadow Demon, and I don’t know about Aleister. Don't even know about Professor Moriarty.

——It’s just a relatively playable chess piece.

I saw a golden-red butterfly condensed and born from Aiwass's palm, and stopped on the tip of Aiwass's middle finger.

At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused.

"It's not time to ask you for payment yet."

Aiwass said calmly, and the butterfly slowly opened its wings and flapped its wings to fly: "Go away."

The butterfly flew up and cracked. Blooming like the sun.

The two giants did not dodge, but just watched the butterfly approach them.

——Because when the Great Guardian appeared, they knew that the operation had failed.

This is none of their business - the Star Antimony people made it clear that no fifth-level transcendent would arrive within an hour. Of course they didn't fully believe the woman's story and planned to end the fight within half an hour. But just twenty minutes later, the Great Guardian arrived.

It’s better to test it out and see what Jacob’s grandson is capable of——

"Is it this little butterfly?"

The smaller giant laughed and said: "It's really..."

Before he finished speaking, a gorgeous golden halo spread out around the butterfly with the butterfly as the center.

That is the light that can restore all distortions and curses to their original state.

When it shines on the Great Guardian, there is no warmth at all.

But the two giants suddenly ignited a golden flame - it burned quickly, like using fire to burn cotton soaked in wine.

In just an instant, their faces were burned into a blur, and only their limbs were burnt, leaving only their vague frames.

...a dispersing spell for the path of devotion.

The Great Guardian felt the light and murmured in his heart.

With a heavy heart, he reflected on his lack of calmness and looked around him warily.

He was actually frightened by the illusion... no, to be precise, he was angered.

The "Eye of Avalon" had clearly seen the truth, but when he saw Wolfram, he still lost his rationality for a moment.

Rather than saying that I was worried that he had used some means to enter the glass island, it was better to say that I subconsciously hoped that he would come back and give me a chance to make up for the humiliation of the past. That's why he subconsciously denied the possibility of this being an illusion.

He actually needs Aiwass to remind him...

I'm still too young.

The Great Guardian, who was only in his early forties this year, thought sadly.

And when the light completely dissipated, the illusion of the two giants also disappeared without a trace.

Even the running exorcism ritual and energy loss ritual were driven away by the golden butterfly.

——But what is unusual is that after losing the two giants who were the backbone, the men in red robes did not escape or fear.

After the Great Guardian appeared, they seemed to be disconnected and immediately stood motionless like puppets.

After the giant disappeared, they only paused for a moment, and then immediately began to cast spells on Aiwass uniformly.

They are all ritual spells that require materials and a lot of time. None of them are more difficult to cast than the third level. However, the lethality is not low - if it hits Aiwass directly, he may be on the verge of death after taking only two shots.

...the devil of worry? Puppet curse? Or a trapper?

Aiwass's heart moved slightly, and he roughly guessed that they should be controlled by the shorter giant.

No wonder they obeyed orders so uniformly... and no wonder the two giants didn't feel sorry for them at all when they died.

It turns out that they are just a group of cannon fodder used as batteries and mobile magic circles.

——Forget it, it doesn’t matter.

Cannon fodder is also experience.

As a group of squishy mages, they first sent out all their protective demons to send them to a round of death, and then stood there face to face and read the output - isn't this looking for death?

It would be understandable if the Great Guardian was not here. After all, it is difficult for them to take the demons with them when they retreat, so it is better to give them away directly and save the materials and mana required for casting spells.

The magician's mana was burned out by them, and the supervisor's combat effectiveness was almost wiped out by two rounds of demons. They fired two more volleys, and almost everyone inside was dead.

The road to transcendence with the first mover advantage is very scary.

And Director Tai Ya, the only high-level transcendent, could not resist the two giant illusions at all - even if they were only one-tenth of the power, they were still fifth-level giant ex-berserkers.

"Can you leave the rest to me, Mr. George?"

Aiwass asked softly: "I kind of... want to kill someone."

Around him, three crimson butterflies slowly gathered.

Probably because he wanted to vent his anger.

The Great Guardian thought.

Although Aiwass suppressed it very well, he had just caught a trace of anger in Aiwass's tone and expression. He could also capture the real murderous intention in Aiwass's words.

However, now that the crisis has been resolved, let Aiwass vent his anger. These demonologists are the ones who deserve to die.

Think of it as the other person's gratitude for reminding you to see through the illusion.

"You just do what you want."

So the Great Guardian put the long sword in his left hand back on his waist, took out his pocket watch that was exactly the same as the national emblem of Avalon, held it in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I will protect you - there will never be any The spell can hurt you every bit."

As he spoke, the pocket watch emitted white light.

Even though it was close to noon, the white light shone brighter than the sun.

"That's good..."

Aiwass murmured softly, closed his eyes and looked sad: "Thank you very much, Mr. George."

But he became excited in his heart.

——I just failed miserably, and the boss agreed to help me gain experience!

Then I won’t let anyone go——

Aiwass made up his mind to use up all his fire attribute magic here, killing as many as he could.

And the other side.

Lily, who was wrapped in the shadow demon, also appeared silently at the door of Drost's cell after helping Aiwass kill the demonologists within the Inspectorate.

A demonologist without demonic protection is so vulnerable.

They didn't even use the protective ritual on themselves... Lily didn't even let the shadow demon take action. She just used the shadow stealth ability to kill them easily.

Aiwass couldn't buy her much time, so Lily had to finish what she wanted to do as soon as possible.

——Kill his biological father.

Her gray eyes stared at the old man who was as fat as a seal in front of her, with a complicated expression.

But Shadow Demon spoke directly, using its deep and hoarse voice to say: "Long time no see...Mr. Antlers."

"...Aleister?"

Hearing this sound, Drost suddenly woke up.

He tried to look in that direction, but saw nothing.

Unlike the woman who was previously called "Blood Diamond", her body always exuded a hazy light like moonlight - even if he widened his eyes, he could not get from the place where the voice of "Aleister" came from see anything

Even though the other party probably couldn't see him, Drost still had a kind and cheerful smile on his face: "Mr. Aleister - or Miss? So it turns out you are here to save me this time?"

As he said this, his heart was slightly raised and he felt inexplicably nervous.

And he kept talking non-stop: "Thank you so much - by the way, how did you know my identity?"

"Of course Miss Gray told me."

Shadow Demon was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, so he chuckled in a low voice.

"Hui...is she also a young lady? It's so rude..."

Minister Drost looked ashamed, and at the same time tested the attitude of "Miss Aleister": "When I thought he was a young gentleman, I thought... he had some special relationship with the gray-green lady... After all, the gray-green lady Ms. Green does have this preference, I know it..."

If the relationship between Aleister and Gray is not good, then she will taunt or remain silent.

If their relationship is good, she will refute this speculation for the other party.

But "Aleister" just laughed: "I heard that you investigated me?"

"really."

Droste did not hide anything: "This is necessary caution..."

"Whatever you say."

"Aleister" said: "Stretch out your hands and I will cut off the handcuffs for you."

"good--"

Drost was convinced that the other party was the one who rescued him: "You called in directly? What about the Great Guardian?"

"He's not here because someone in the royal family died..."

"Aleister" smiled and whispered.

The next moment, the shadow turned into a sharp blade.

Cut off Drost's hands directly.

He let out a scream and staggered back two steps.

"you--"

Droste said angrily.

But he just made a sound and stopped immediately.

He was silent for a moment, then turned into a humble and almost humble posture: "You really helped me cut off the handcuffs that restrained me..."

"Just tell me if your hands are free. Anyway, it can be cured."

Shadow Demon smiled lowly and made a happy voice: "Come on, stretch your legs over. I'll cut off your shackles."

Droste hesitated this time.

"What," Shadow Demon said angrily, "Are you afraid that I will cut off your legs too?"

"That won't happen...I believe you..."

With that said, Drost stretched out his legs.

He didn't have a choice.

Regardless of Aleister's cruel personality, or whether he was seeking revenge for investigating the other party...he had no choice.

I can only swallow my anger for the time being.

Just wait until I get to Xingzhi...

Droste said bitterly in his heart.

I heard Aleister is a woman? It's great that it's a woman... He knows how to torture a woman very well.

The next moment, he let out another scream.

His legs were also severed.

"You know how to torture a woman very well... Is that what you think?"

Aleister sneered.

"——You can read minds?!"

Drost's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Unfortunately, I won't. I guessed."

Shadow Demon smiled lowly: "It seems I guessed it right."

For some reason, Lily, who was silent, suddenly felt that Miss Shadow Demon looked a little like Aiwass...

If it were Master Aiwass, he might do the same.

"Please, Miss, please spare me..."

Drost immediately knelt on the ground humbly, regardless of the fact that his arms and legs were cut off, and endured the pain as he lowered his forehead to the ground: "How about you chop off my head..."

Wait a minute, Miss Shadow Demon...

Lily suddenly said in her heart.

She wanted to know that she would be murdered by the other party... was it because she was an illegitimate child or because she was a girl?

Shadow Demon listened patiently to her words and couldn't help laughing.

"Give you a chance, Charles Droste. Your children, your grandchildren...who is your favorite child?"

Aleister let out a cruel laugh and whispered: "You'd better not lie."

"It's my granddaughter...Suljani Drost."

Droste was uneasy.

"Why?" Shadow Demon asked.

"because……"

Drost hesitated for a moment, then answered honestly: "Because she is also my daughter."

Hearing this, Lily closed her eyes. Suppressing the restless murderous intention in his heart.

"Hahahahaha..."

Shadow Demon laughed happily: "As expected of you, old man - then if I ask you to give her to me as a sacrifice in exchange for your survival. Will you agree?"

"...Aren't you Aleister?"

Are you a shadow demon?

Hearing this, Drost was suddenly startled and wanted to raise his head.

But just as he was about to raise his head, he was stomped hard on the back of his head and pushed back.

——Only demons ask for sacrifices.

No wonder she can read people's hearts... No wonder she is so irritable...

"So what?"

Shadow Demon said cruelly: "Give it, or not?"

"I give, I give!"

Droste said without hesitation: "I can give you everything! The entire Droste family can-"

Before he finished speaking, the foot on his neck suddenly became harder.

"……I understand."