A ball of darkness that seemed to have life pulsating in the middle of the pit, and the snake-like shadows tied the poor people on it.

The creatures in the cage were all lying on their backs, their eyes were dissipated and their mouths were slightly squirming, and they were reciting something over and over again.

There is no doubt that the spellcasters in front of you were exactly the same as those encountered by Brian in the ancient black dragon Despiel in the Dark Grand Canyon. The only difference is that the scale here seems to be larger and the number of spellcasters slaves is also greater.

In the dark Grand Canyon in the shadow plane, the ancient black dragon failed to succeed due to his destruction.

But unfortunately, this time they succeeded.

Brian was shocked to see that the big pit in the room was expanding the area of ​​the dead magic area little by little as the ceremony progressed.

Brian could even clearly sense that the magic net in the distant void was being torn apart bit by bit.

If this terrible ritual cannot be stopped, everything here will continue to grow until the magic net of the entire world is destroyed.

Most of the caves are completely shrouded in a real dead magic area. Unlike the weak magic nets around the valley, spells, spell-like abilities and magic effects that are not from the shadow magic nets are completely forbidden here.

However, for some reason, Brian could try the magic that drives the magic net in this area.

This made him realize instantly that this was definitely related to the kiss that Xilun, the eldest sister of the seven sisters in the Northland, gave him before she disappeared.

Because when he rescued Azara from the dungeon, the other party claimed that he could clearly feel the silver fire energy he had from Heron.

"The guest is finally here." A priestess facing the terrible vortex rising from the huge cave slowly turned around. This was a beautiful lady with pale skin, with long soft black hair and black eyes full of spirituality.

She was wearing a gorgeously decorated piece of ancient full body armor, with gold and black staggering, looking graceful and elegant.

In addition, she also held a scepter made of fine iron, and the head of the staff was carved with a snake with a big mouth exposed with sharp teeth exposed.

Obviously, this person is Aceville Gray Castle, a high-level priest who presided over the Magic Net Tearing ceremony.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, the messenger of the mysterious lady." The priestess said in an unconcealed fanatical tone: "I always insist that such a great ceremony should require a viewer to witness it throughout the journey."

Hearing this, Brian looked dark and looked at the priestess who was confident and confident. He vaguely felt that he seemed to be late.

"Now, come and witness this greatest moment with me!"

Little by little divine light emerged, and golden light began to emanate from Aceville's body. Her black hair faintly shone, and the armor that intersected gold and black was as eye-catching as the shadows that emerged from the brightest light.

As she slowly opened her arms, her body exuding nobility, mystery and graceful and elegant temperament slowly emerged into the whirlpool in the huge cave.

"Aceville, you believe in Shar's bitch, you are willing to die, don't take me with you to bury him!" At this moment, the snake head on the priestess's scepter spewed out a black mist, and the soul of the wizard Arokar floated in the air and cursed at her.

"Everything I did is for the glory of the lost lady." The priestess was unmoved and let his body float to the vortex, and said with a pious and fanatical expression: "Anyone's sacrifice is worth it..."

"It's worth it to go, I don't want to. Shar, you bitch, why should you sacrifice my life?" The wich roared at the top of his lungs, and deep fear appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Brian finally realized the seriousness of the problem. He took out the Great Master's Staff without hesitation and directly fired the legendary spell "Luxury Relieve Magic".

However, what shocked him was that before the spell was released, he was backfired by a chaotic energy that was huge enough to suffocate him. He spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and sat on the ground with a listless look, wrapped in a sense of weakness and powerlessness, and it was difficult to get up.

"Stop making ridiculous struggles." The priestess looked at Brian with mocking eyes, and unswervingly led the soul of the lich Arokar and threw it into the vortex above the huge cave.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by the trembling sounds, the vortex was like boiling boiling water, rolling up. Around the bodies of dozens of spellcasters imprisoned in the iron cage, blue and white energy instantly emerged, rushing towards the vortex frantically.

These poor spellcasters could only hold on to the fence of the cage in despair, look at their bodies with fear, and turn into a skinny and boned mummy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The situation on Brian's side was not optimistic. The moment the last caster was sucked dry, he could clearly feel that the entire cave was completely shrouded in the energy of the Shadow Demon Net.

Under the influence of the Shadow Magic Net, he was unable to release any arcane, spell-like, supernatural abilities, or even the psychic abilities. Even the arcane energy in the mysterious fire in his body was passing away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He raised his head and was shocked to see a dark purple cloud that was expanding towards the surrounding space at a slow speed.

For some reason, he almost instinctively believed that this dark purple cloud was the manifestation of the Shadow Magic Net in the material world. When the clouds enveloped the entire world, it meant that the Shadow Magic Net completely replaced the Shadow Magic Net.

"Did it really fail?" Brian looked at the purple clouds that had expanded by one-third, stood there blankly, muttering to himself.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He thought he could stop this disaster from happening, but who would have thought he would become the first mortal to witness the disaster.

After thinking about it, it was difficult for him to guess which part of himself was wrong, which turned out to be this situation.

"No, there must be a solution." Brian's mind flashed, as if he had thought of something, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

At this moment, the last poor victim imprisoned in the cage turned into a handful of gray dust, which made him suddenly feel an invisible person appearing near him, causing a violent trembling feeling on his cheeks.

"As you think, my dear friend, there is room for everything to be saved."

A soft voice came into Brian's ears like a whisper from the breeze: "What you did is worthy of praise, and now there is only one last mission left: you must guide the silver fire of Goddess Mistera to repair the scars of the magic net."

"Only in this way can we completely defeat the conspiracy of Shar's followers."

"Can you...do this work on my behalf?"

Brian breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the void silently, and nodded.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the witch in Shadow Valley inject all the remaining power into his body.

In an instant, a cold white flame suddenly burst out from Brian's eyes, hands, all over his body, and even the mysterious fire in his body.

The huge and scorching breath rushed forward, washing away the deep purple clouds that continued to expand in the center of the cave.

There was a moment.

The shadows and silver fire were fiercely fighting each other. These two terrible energy was like wild horses that were rid of reins, rolling violently in the void, thinking about swallowing each other.

Brian couldn't help at all at this moment. He was like an adventurer watching the cutscene, watching the magic net battle between Lost Lady Shar and the magic goddess Mistera.

Until the flames won, the purple vortex disappeared, and all the clouds disappeared, as if they were burned by the flames in an instant, Brian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Apparently, the magic goddess Mistera won the battle.

At the same time, Xilun's voice once again reached his ears. Although his sweet voice sounded beautiful and beautiful, like the most beautiful music, it seemed a little weak and a deep attachment and reluctance, "It's good..."

"Now, I ask you to go to the world of the magic net, repair the last scars, win the victory of this battle for the goddess I love deeply, and let the goddess's glory shine in the earth of freedom..."

"My power has come to an end..."

"See you, I'm very grateful to you, my dear friend..."

Afterwards, the voice of the Shadow Valley Witch faded, and Brian suddenly felt that she had completely disappeared here.

It was unnatural, and it made him feel that something was missing in his heart.

A systematic prompt interrupted Brian's deep thoughts, and he found that he had gained a good ability because of this battle:

【Mistra’s Blessing: You have gained the favor of the Shadow Valley Witch. When Hillen injects silver fire into your body, she chooses to transfer part of Mistra’s special protection to you. The Magic Goddess acknowledges her behavior and gives you her blessings.

Effect:

Reward Spell: In the list of spells suitable for the current casting level, select a spell as a spell-like ability. It can be used once a day and cannot be changed after selection.

Spell immunity: In the list of spells suitable for the current casting level, select one spell each to permanently immunize the effects of these spells from then on. They cannot be changed after selection.

Immunity: Please choose two items as blessing attributes in aging, disease, petrochemical, dissociation, poisoning, and sleep.]

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Seeing the textual information appearing in the retina, Brian was stunned.

If there was no problem with his memory, the reward spells and spell immunity in blessings are all characteristics of the magic goddess voters. I didn't expect that he could get it in this way.

He temporarily ignored the first two options and fixed his eyes on the third one.

Then, without thinking, he chose aging and petrification as his attributes in the "immunity" attributes.
Chapter completed!