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For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King Chapter 292

   Chapter 292 Children

  Ebony stood on the edge and watched the storm whistling in the woods from a distance - that was Flaro who was using high-level storm spells to pursue.

   Until the other party completely disappeared from his line of sight, he turned around and asked William curiously:

   "Why didn't you just... didn't do it yourself?"

   From the previous attitude of the spider monster to William, Ebony could feel the deterrent power of this so-called strongest magic caster in history.

   And if half of the legends that I have heard since I was a child can be true, then as long as the legendary character himself intends to deal with the scene in front of him, he can perfectly solve it in the blink of an eye.

   So, why does he have to consume his precious enchanting items many times in one fell swoop, and let Flaro handle it instead of him?

  Especially when Flaro was clearly out of shape.

   For this question, William looked at the stitched monsters that were frozen into ice sculptures not far away, and said with emotion:

   "There are some things she needs to figure out by herself, and even I can't help her at this point..."

  William walked over to the only one of the ice sculptures that was still in human form, and lightly placed his hand on the head of the ice sculpture.

   "Understand what?"

   Hearing this answer, Ebony asked curiously.

"Her own destiny...whether it was imposed at birth or given later. Only when she understands her own destiny can she make the right choice, and I don't really want to interfere in this process. So Let's take this time to do something easy."

   said, William exerted a little force on his hand. The ice sculpture under his palm began to crack inch by inch. Quill Wolfyan, who had been frozen by Flaro's face before, was released by William so intact.

Quilna's frozen consciousness awakened instantly - obviously one second of consciousness still felt the bone-piercing frost, and the next second he felt like dried fur, exuding as if it had been baked breath.

   "Um...I..."

  Quelder, who was completely out of the situation, half-kneeled on the ground. He looked at his shadow on the ground that was constantly rising with steam, and trembled in his mouth, he made a sound of unknown meaning.

   A shadow fell, obscuring his own.

  Quier raised his head stiffly involuntarily, and in his sight, a person stood in front of him like a mountain.

   Because the man was carrying the moonlight, Quill couldn't see the expression on the other's face. But judging from his clothes and hair color, this person is the human magic caster who he has spoken before.

   There were no words. At this moment, a certain aura emanating from the other party made Quill feel as if a cold hand was clenching his heart.

"I…"

   "I don't need you to introduce yourself."

  The man interrupted his speech before he could speak, and then said in a tone that did not allow any doubts:

   "You just have to tell me where the people who brought you here are at the moment."

  The Dryad and the Imperial Ambassador escaped from two different directions. According to common sense, Flaro should first chase the Dryad who could easily hide his figure in the forest.

   But the only request made by the presiding judge earlier was for him to capture the "imperial ambassador" alive. Although the presiding judge did not explain the reason, it was clear that the imperial ambassador was far more important than the dryad.

   That ambassador is definitely not human...

   This was a thought that naturally popped into Flaro's mind when he was chasing.

  The "ambassador" was fleeing through the woods with both hands and feet at the moment - that gesture was not embarrassing, but revealed a kind of strange grace.

   Even without the aid of any spells, the opponent seemed to ignore the falling gravity and ran along the narrow branches as if walking on the ground. The movements were coordinated like some multi-legged arthropods.

   But even though the speed of the opponent's jumping between trees was extremely fast, the [Wings of Wind] built by the violent storm that swirled behind Flaro at the moment, still made the distance between the two of them closer and closer.

   Flaro's knowledge of storm spells is not high, and he can't appease the violent souls in the storm to make them work quietly. Therefore, although using [Wind Wings] to fly is fast, the violent roar also revealed her position.

   Probably listening to the approaching roar, I felt that I couldn't keep the distance. The imperial ambassador suddenly stretched his slender limbs as if all his bones were broken. Then, like a butterfly trapped in a spider web, she swayed back and forth in a strange posture and stagnated in mid-air.

   "I said, Lord Duke, how about we just say goodbye here?"

  The ambassador, who was dangling in mid-air, looked at the oncoming storm and said so.

   Although her voice was not loud, Flaro, whose ears were full of the roar of the storm, could still hear it very clearly.

   Flaro immediately lifted the spell and stood on a branch as thick as an arm. She looked directly at the person in front of her, and said coldly:

   "What is it that you said earlier, I am no longer blessed by the eldest mother?"

   The so-called blessing of the Holy Tree Mother, isn't it something she has given up long ago?

   In order to free himself from the blessing called curse, he spent his whole life chasing that absurd mission. She chose to study the magic that the forest elves regarded as taboo, and even converted herself into a lifeless lich, for which she gave up her most precious things.

   But now someone told her that what she gave up in exchange for it was just another blessing in a different form?

  The "ambassador" who was hovering in mid-air heard the words, first nervously looked behind Flaro for a long time. After confirming that the evil star and the disaster kept its promise and did not chase after it, it calmed down and said:

   "If I tell you why, can you let me go?"

   Flaro didn't answer, but the chill that gradually began to fill the air replaced her answer.

   "How can you negotiate like this..."

Before the    ambassador's words were finished, it felt a slight tingling on its cheeks, followed by the warmth of the viscous liquid flowing down.

  It subconsciously touched the wound, gritted its teeth and was about to attack, but the other party raised his hand to show it something.

It is a knife made of pure frost - this is a very basic frost spell, which solidifies the magic of frost to make a temporary weapon, even an apprentice who has just learned frost magic can do a little trick .

   But the point is that the knife was stained with his own blood.

   This made the expression on the ambassador's face instantly turn ugly.

   The one who injured himself just now was not a long-range spell that could not be seen clearly. But the other party came to his side, scratched his cheek with a knife, and then returned to the place.

   All of this was done while [Zero Entropy] was in effect and time was suspended.

   In other words, the magic power stored in the props that the catastrophe gave this guy just now is so large that it is enough for the other party to squander the most top-notch god-level magic at will?

   Then it's a fart?

   Originally, the only chance of winning against the Duke of the Sacred Tree was to fight for consumption and wait for the opponent's stored magic power to run out. As a result, the opponent can directly start the game and throw a [Anti-Entropy] as a disarming power?

  Since you want people to die so much, why don't you just do it yourself?

  What kind of hard-to-play play is this fake here, is it fun? Or do you imagine that you can enjoy the process of victory like a moon spirit?

   Are you the spirit of the moon, or am I the spirit of the moon?

   After scolding the calamity who claimed that he "will never do anything", the ambassador gritted his teeth and said:

   "Okay, if you absolutely want to know, but I think it's easier for you to not know something..."

   Having said this, the web weaver couldn't help squinting his eyes.

   Telling this person the truth might be a chance to escape...

   So it came to the conclusion straight to the point:

   "You, and the Neh from more than a thousand years ago... That's right, the member of the Tribunal that you inherited is actually the child of the rotten lady Camilla."

"what did you say?"

   Even if Nezemar felt that he had been with Lord Judge for so long, he had seen a lot of the world. But when she heard Remedios say these words, she couldn't help but stop in shock, feeling that her chin was about to fall.

   "Neh is Camilla's child, you should have heard it right now."

   Remedios replied.

   "So, the child is the child I understand? Isn't it a metaphor, or a symbol or something?"

   Nezemar looked at the high elf with no emotion on his face and continued to ask.

   And the expression on the other party's face did not change at all:

"It's a child in the literal sense. That was when Camilla was not Camilla. At that time, she resonated with Ravenwood's belief in the earth goddess and became the second authority of the main **** hierarchy here, that is, The incarnation of the dark and tyrannical that is still lacking in the faith of the 'mother' today. And in order to complete the ritual of that, she devoured all her children. But as a mother's last sanity, or humanity, she made that The soul box, in which all the souls of her children were kept.

"The real Neh was actually dead as early as the conversion ritual, and Ravenwood's Lich conversion was transformed into the ritual of awakening the mother goddess. It is not to preserve the soul of the converted, but only to need that body. In fact, the Neh we know is actually derived from the soul of Camilla's child for thousands of years, driving the body of the elf named 'Neh'."

   (end of this chapter)

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