Volume 4: The End of the World Chapter 106: First Date with Myself
Flora's calm and cold speech came to an abrupt end, and only a rustling sound like something splashing echoed in the wind.
Hearing this sudden and ominous voice, William couldn't help but stop what he was doing and turned to look in the direction of the Bone White House.
This sound... Did something happen to Flora?
However, before William could think about it, the incarnation of Ms. Hungry and Corrupted made a roar like a mountain tremor, pulling him out of his thoughts.
The incarnation pulled its long-rooted legs out of the ground and moved its bloated body clumsily. The withered saplings around it began to have a strange resonance , and a translucent flesh-colored connection channel shaped like an umbilical cord connected the saplings to the incarnation's bulging belly.
Contrary to what was imagined, the sub-trees did not draw their power to the incarnation. Instead, the mother goddess continuously shared her life force with the sub-trees through the translucent flesh-colored umbilical cords.
After receiving the gift from their "mother", those sub-trees with fierce shapes and Gothic style, their withered trunks became full again, and layers of green leaves began to grow on their decaying branches.
It seemed as if the incarnation was constantly dispersing its power, but in fact it was not. For the gods, whether they were gods of the Moon Realm or gods of the present world, the greatest source of their power was always the "symbol" related to their authority. The magic power and life force that were used were just catalysts for them to exercise their true power.
It can be said that they are two completely different systems from the magic caster.
The "mother" longs to be able to rely on her children forever, and longs to be able to protect her children forever in her arms, and this is the core symbol of the Holy Mother - kindness. This kindness, which corresponds to the endless curiosity of children, will develop into an extreme desire for control when it reaches its extreme.
Unlike the tyrannical control of the "father", the "father" requires his children to grow up according to his own standards and eventually grow into a king who is completely consistent with himself (but at the same time, the tyrant cannot tolerate the emergence of new tyrants, so "patricide" and "son killing" are the eternal themes of the Holy Spirit Father). The control desire of the "mother" is to hope that her children will never change, and even hope that they can return to their own bodies and become a part of themselves just like before they were born.
Therefore, even though the incarnation of nothingness of Ms. Hungry and Corrupted was constantly distributing her power to those sub-trees, William felt that the opponent's pressure was constantly rising.
The “Mother” controls her children through the umbilical cord, and the more they rely on her for provision, the more the “Mother” is in line with her own authority.
"So according to previous experience, before attacking this BOSS, the method to weaken the opponent should be to cut off those umbilical cords one by one..."
William raised his head and looked at the strange network of dozens of umbilical cords in the sky, muttering to himself.
Although there are no mission prompts or forum guides now, relying on his understanding of this world, William was able to quickly formulate a plan to defeat the BOSS in this scenario.
The enhanced version of the Void Avatar of the Hungry Lady in front of him can be said to be the highest-level battle William has faced since he came to this world. If you don't count the final cutscene of the ending of the waning moon, where the incarnation of the Holy Spirit fights against the main body of the Void King, then the strongest BOSS he needs to face in the game process is only this level of opponent.
But...what happened to Flora...
Thinking of this, William couldn't help but speed up the process of applying the buff to himself.
He could still distinguish the priorities of things. At this moment when the incarnation of nothingness had been activated, his top priority was to quickly blow the opponent into pieces, otherwise the final damage would only be greater.
Even if you need to make a choice...
Thinking of this, William's movements slowed down slightly.
Then he sighed slightly, and knocked the magic medium in his hand hard on the ground. A huge blood-stained spell rose from under his feet.
A ball of continuously deforming sticky black liquid appeared in the center of the ritual, and then the liquid pulled itself and flattened itself into a constantly swirling vortex, so deep that it seemed as if it led to a bottomless abyss.
"Go support the stone palace I marked, and protect the people I marked. Kill anyone who is hostile to you along the way. If the person is about to die, do your best to save her."
+What can I get+
A sound like gold coins colliding in a pocket echoed deep in William's soul.
"If you protect the people I asked you to protect, the contract between us will be fulfilled. I will then give you your freedom. Of course, the prerequisite is that you go back to your master's caravan instead of wandering around in the world."
Leaving these words behind, a pair of golden wings made purely of light spread out behind William through the simple chainmail. He kicked his feet, and in the next moment he appeared near a certain umbilical cord in the sky, and a wide blood-red blade light extended from the magic medium in his hand.
On the ground, a pair of hands covered with gorgeous rings stretched out from the swirling abyss, holding a tilted scale made of pure gold in one hand and a jagged cane in the other.
A middle-aged man with a mustache, wearing gold and silver, and a big belly came out. He wore a bowler hat and covered one of his eyes with a black eye patch. He first looked at the corrupted giantess who was striding towards him like a mountain not far away, and then looked in the direction of the White House of Bones. Finally, he raised the crooked scale in his hand and fiddled with it for a few times.
"Taking this kind of work right away, this business is too unprofitable."
It muttered this, then turned into countless jingling gold coins and gems and disappeared on the spot.
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[First Contract], the pinnacle spell of summoning.
Allows the caster to imitate the power of the Void King and use contracts to forcibly restrain Moon Realm monsters of the Demon General level, making them obey their orders.
However, during the spell's effect, only one demon general can be restrained at a time. And after using it three times, the effect of [Initial Contract] will become invalid, and a new demon general must be defeated before the [Initial Contract] can be signed again.
Because the demon general that William retained the contract with only had this last summoning effect left, and the one who signed the initial contract with him was not an easy person to control, so he had been hesitating whether to use him.
But I can't care about so much right now.
Without affecting his battle with the incarnation of Lady of Hunger and Corruption, he had no choice but to use this summoning spell to reinforce Flora, whose current situation was unclear.
Even if I let that guy go, it would be a troublesome thing for me.
But he still couldn't quite understand it - Flora, who sat on the throne of Kuruorong again, relied on the "Kingdom of the Witch King" ritual array built in the entire palace. In theory, the should not be her opponent, and there should be no enemy in the Bone White Palace who can defeat her.
How is it possible...
"I'm very sorry, citizens of Ravenwood. Some Moonland villains tried to stop me from telling the whole truth. It took me some time to deal with them just now."
When William cut the third umbilical cord, Flora's voice once again echoed throughout the Holy Tree City.
"Please allow me to continue. Five thousand years ago, our ancestors, the high elf colonists..."
William breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Flora's calm and indifferent voice again.
Fortunately, fortunately...
Fortunately, the inheritor of Neh is fine.
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The withered throne in the conference hall of the Bone White House has now been dyed bright red.
Why am I bleeding so much even though I am a lich?
Flora sat slumped on the throne, covering the wound on her throat and thinking with a little surprise.
At this moment, not far in front of the throne, a [Mirror Image] that looked exactly like her was continuing her speech on her behalf.
That arrow just now was so fierce... All the defensive spells that were kept in front of the throne in the normal state were shot through like window paper, leaving her no time to react at all.
And the blood on the arrowhead carried some kind of inexplicable power. That power surpassed the separated spirit and flesh of the lich and directly acted on his soul.
I am about to die.
It was as if she was examining another person's life, Flora thought calmly.
Just like when she saw her adoptive parents die, she really didn't feel anything real.
The only thing she lamented was her own resilience as a lich - she should be able to hold on until she finishes what the Judge asked her to do.
That should be enough.
She thought with some relief.
It was also at this time that, with a "creak", the heavy stone door was pushed open from the outside.
Then the battered Ebony was thrown directly into the hall.
He slid more than ten meters on the ground, and then was stopped by an invisible force. He let out a sigh like a dying man.
"It's amazing that you still have the energy to continue your speech."
This was the first sentence the man who did all this said when he walked in.
Flora did not reply, but stared at the man.
The entire Bone Palace was reinforced by Floralo using the "Witch King's Kingdom" array, especially on the two stone doors, which were engraved with countless defensive spells. It's not that no one can break through, but opening it like this without any warning, even a top magic chanter like William Kane couldn't do it.
But the man who walked in did it.
And she can do it very, very reasonably.
Because the person who walked in was Flora herself.
