Chapter 452 Ronald, the lone cult
warlock walked out of the room slowly.
Behind him was the unconscious cult warlock who was being held by his collar with one hand. Compared to how he looked when he vented his anger and harmed others, this guy is now as quiet and harmless as a dead fish.
He walked a few steps back to where he separated from Patricia and the others.
An Xin listened quietly to the movement over there, and the sound of fighting in the center of the magic wave also disappeared at this moment.
Facing the combination of Heloise and Patricia.
It's just a swelling demon, there's really no hope of making any tricks.
With a slight nod, Ronald was ready to go over and join the two of them, and Heloise happened to return here at this time.
Seeing the man dragging Ronald's hand, Heloise immediately raised her eyebrows:
"Ronald, this..."
"The cult warlock, the strange thing I felt just now is this guy. I don't know why, but the swelling He didn't leave even after the demon was summoned. Instead, he locked himself in the room next to him." "...
"
Hearing Ronald's explanation, Heloise immediately stepped forward to take a look at the cult warlock.
"Did you knock him out? Did you find anything else?"
"You know, I'm not very good at torture."
Ronald shook his head in denial, and at the same time pulled the cult warlock to lean against the wall next to them, signaling Heloise could do it immediately.
"You probably still have the same thing as last time, right?"
"..."
"Now you can use this thing a little less."
With an expression on her face that said, "There's really nothing you can do about it," Heloise held up her hands. There was no hesitation in her movements. She took out the truth serum potion that she had used once before, and quickly poured a sip into the mouth of the cult warlock.
Watching the other person's throat move.
Heloise waited for a few more seconds before continuing to speak:
"Okay, let's undo your spell."
Ronald responded and released the power of 'Rage' from controlling the cult warlock, and the cult warlock regained consciousness. There is no way to attack like before.
With his mouth slightly open and his eyes dull, he now looked exactly like a brain-damaged patient. If he continued like this, Ronald had no doubt that saliva would flow from the corners of his mouth.
At this moment, Patricia wiped her sword and walked over to look at the cult warlock who fell on the ground.
The girl didn't ask for more details, but just looked at Ronald and the two to confirm:
"Magic potion? Can you guarantee that what he said is not nonsense?"
Heloise replied quite confidently:
"I can vouch for it!"
"..."
Looking at Heloise's serious eyes, Patricia nodded slightly to express her trust, and the next second she turned around and half-crouched in front of the cult warlock:
"Tell me, what is the purpose of your coming here? "
"Build... the basic point of the ritual to provide a suitable... environment for the great being to descend." "
The specific details of your ritual?"
"Construct the reverse pentagram... base plate to guide the remaining magic power of the previous... volcano..., Let enough people... change their physiques and adapt to the great existence that is coming...!"
When the cult warlock said this piece of information, a very rare scene occurred.
Even if he has been tortured by the potion and lost his ability to act independently.
But when he spoke the last piece of information, he instinctively adopted a fanatical tone and expression, as if this was something important that was engraved deep in his soul and would never be forgotten no matter what!
Watching the scene in front of him quietly, Ronald raised his eyebrows slightly.
He noticed a detail.
Whether it was the cult warlock who was tortured by Elaine before or the one in front of him now, when they passively handed over information, they all focused on the content of 'changing a person's physique'.
Normal magic rituals do not need to have anything to do with the human body even if they want to change the magic in the environment. Even if the human body is used as a medium to achieve such a goal, it is not necessary to focus on this in both confessions.
Thinking of this, Ronald interjected a question when Patricia asked: "The demon of swelling changes a person's physique. What role does this play in your plan?" Controlled by the magic
potion The cult warlock explained with a dull expression:
"All people transformed by the demon of swelling can become the host target when the great being comes. This is a supreme honor."
Ronald continued to ask:
"Are there any other influences? Why is there no one to preside over your ceremony?"
"..."
At this moment, something beyond the three people's expectations occurred.
Hearing this question, the originally dull-eyed cult warlock's face instantly regained clarity, and then grinned at the three of them with an evil smile that was different from humans:
"Humans, it's nice to meet you."
The cult warlock now is no longer him. Myself!
The three Ronalds realized this at the same time.
Among them, Heloise's first reaction was to retreat, and at the same time, she did not forget to grab Ronald, who was waving his hands and preparing to cast a spell. Patricia, who was the fastest, shrank her pupils, and the long sword she had just wiped clean slashed through it in an instant. .
Crunch -
the silver light fell to the ground, but it was a dull result.
Sitting half-reclined on the ground, the 'cult warlock' showed no intention of dodging and allowed Patricia to slash his left shoulder with the sword. The sharp sword blade was blessed with Patricia's ability, and it instantly cut through the flesh, bones, and muscles, even to the chest and heart.
However, the injuries that could kill anyone instantly appeared on the body, but the cult warlock grinned as if nothing happened: "
Miss, you are so enthusiastic."
"I modify my body like this because I hope it will become you." Do you like it?"
Ronald, who was standing further back, could see clearly.
As the 'cult warlock' spoke, the wounds that had just been cut on his body were also changing. Some tiny granulations sprouted on the flesh quickly, as if he was repairing his body.
What's even more surprising is his clothes.
The coats and underwear, which were originally made of ordinary fabrics, actually started to grow with this kind of granulation. As a certain existence descended on him, in addition to physical transformation, even his clothes underwent strange changes.
What the hell is this?
In the blink of an eye, the few flesh sprouts that had not repaired the body changed direction and were directly connected with Patricia's sword!
Ronald immediately took a step forward and reminded loudly:
"Patricia, leave your sword!"
In an instant, the girl retreated, and Ronald took turns grabbing the hilt of the sword.
The power of the sun that had been prepared for a long time was activated instantly, covering Patricia's long sword through the palm of her hand.
Hum -
the evil-destroying effect of the power of the sun is so remarkable.
As soon as they came into contact with each other's body, both sides immediately had an extremely violent reaction. On the body of this 'cult warlock', the attack of the power of the sun caused the sound of oil exploding due to the high temperature, constantly ringing on its body.
But even under such serious injuries, the 'cult warlock''s laughter became even more rampant!
"Hahaha——"
"Good job, you did a good job, young man!"
(End of this chapter)