Wizard

It completely showed a kind of crimson spiritual space, and its edge actually produced solidified barriers, so that Leimen who broke through and entered understood that the strength of the sandstone orc patriarch Frank had reached its peak, and there was no possibility of a breakthrough. . .

The disparity in strength was too large, so Raymond, who broke into Frank’s spiritual space, did not suffer too much hindrance, but when he saw the projection of Frank’s soul next to the spiritual power crystal, he felt that he might have thought about it before. It's too simple.

Frank, at the core of the spiritual space, has countless shackles and shadows on his body. Obviously, he has suffered a certain kind of special suppression after suffering from a certain kind of spell.

It's just that he didn't show any surprises when he saw Raymond who had broken in. On the contrary, he was relieved and bowed his head slightly in respect. "Master Raymond, I understand that I don’t have any way of life. It’s just that I didn’t cause the sandstone orcs to fall into this desperate situation. As the patriarch of the sandstone orcs, I would like to know what you want to know. Everything is said, there is only one condition, I hope you can accept it..."

"It's you, but you should know that I have the ability to let you tell the truth!" Frank, whose attitude has changed, makes Raymond feel more and more weird, but here any lies will be discovered in the first time. , So he didn't care about this guy's attitude at all.

Frank, who sighed for a long time, looked very desperate, and after watching Raymond appear next to his sluggish mental power crystal, he immediately spoke. "Master Lemmon, although Salixie’s death made me grief and mad, the real reason for killing you in the Kashla Grand Canyon is still related to the income you gained in the realm of mirrors, although you were affected by Gracie at the time. Lord’s blessing. And Lord Yong Ye won’t have any thoughts about your profit, but the son of the nightmare under his command is not a good person. So I am also threatened, so I will set up in the Kashla Grand Canyon. Down the place of attack..."

When he heard this, Raymond was a little surprised. Frank said these things he had never thought of before, and immediately asked. "Children of the Nightmare? Does the income from the Realm of Mirrors even bother them?"

"The ocean current flower is a magical thing, and your gains in the realm of mirrors are obviously far more than those that are revealed. Therefore, whether it is because of Salixie or Vernal's request and promise, I must look for opportunities. Attack you, otherwise the sandstone orcs will not be able to gain the possibility of entering the frozen city and settle down, and they will have to depend on the glowing rat clan forever..."

"Vernal? Second Army Commander Vernal? How could it be him?" Raymond, who heard the name, remembered it after a little thought. More and more surprised.

"Second Army Commander Vernal is responsible for the defense of the Frozen City. His Casper and Cheney have fallen in the realm of mirrors. You are not much stronger than the two, but you came out with a lot of money. Naturally, this kind of ending is something that Vernal, the commander of the Second Army, cannot and is unwilling to accept..."

The questioning of Raymond didn't feel strange, and Frank, the chief of the sandstone orc clan, continued to speak after a pause. "Master Lemmon, my sandstone beasts paid a huge price to have a stable living environment, and being able to enter the frozen city and settle down has been my family’s dream for thousands of years. It’s just the frozen world occupied by the children of nightmare. The city is rarely open to foreign clans. Although Lord Yong Ye possesses tyrannical strength, he is not involved in these trivial matters. Therefore, if I want to get rid of the control of the Glowing Rat tribe, I have to become the second legion commander Vernal Knife, do those secret things secretly for him!"

Speaking of this, I'm almost roaring Frank. He took all the tasks he accepted one by one, and the image of Vernal, the commander of the Second Army in Raymond's memory, gradually became blurred.

"Master Raymond, the reason why I said this. It's because I can only tell you here..."

Frank, with a look of grief and anger, shook his shoulders, and the shackles formed by the spell contracted inward. Also immediately made his expression become distorted.

"Master Raymond, this is the soul yoke set by Vernal. If it is not in the spiritual space, any mention of his behavior will cause me to suffer soul trauma, and the effect of the spell will be doubled, resulting in I am in a state of soul weakness, so this is the real reason why I cannot explain to people..."

He roared and cursed in grief, but with Frank’s unscrupulous roar and roar, the shackles of the spell gradually sank into the depths of his soul, making his soul projection in the spiritual space diminish, and finally even The crystallization of its mental power has stopped rotating, and the entire mental space has been shaken!

The completely disappearing soul projection shows that Frank has been obliterated under the suppression of that spell, and his spiritual space will collapse after a short while.

Leimen drew away, and the sealed eyes of Frank, the patriarch of the sandstone orc clan, had no brilliance and breath.

Becky, sitting on his left shoulder, saw Raymond come out of his mental space, and Dang even spoke. "My lord, just now this guy's momentum has soared, I thought he has any special ability..."

"He doesn't have any special abilities, but has suffered a certain kind of special spell, which limits his soul, and he can't even say certain words directly..."

"Spell? Can you achieve such an effect?"

"Maybe it's just an excuse for him, but since he is paying the price of his own life, then take it as the fact that what he said is the truth..."

Looking at the sandstone orc patriarch Frank whose body had begun to harden, Becky was still a little confused. It was just an old voice that sounded in Raymond's mind.

"Raymond, what Frank said may be true. I can't even break the spells in his body..."

Before he was ready to interrogate Frank, Raymond had already released the noise barriers, so this sound belonged to Spencer, the celestial rat clan, which surprised him very much.

Standing up, Raymond jumped up and came directly to the camp in the middle of the camp.

An old man with a short stature stood at the door of the camp, and when he saw Raymond fall, he bowed slightly in salute. "I'm Spencer of the Glowing Rat Race, and the business I dealt with is also related to the Sandstone Orcs..."

As the Spencer of the Spencer Clan walked into the camp, Raymond couldn't help but sink his face, feeling that there was some kind of vague energy fluctuation in the camp.

"Master Raymond, don’t be surprised. The Fire Rat Race is a race that is good at manipulating earth energy, and it has the ability to break all kinds of energy barriers. It was not intentional before. In fact, I am also interested in Frank. , It’s just that it’s not suitable for forcibly breaking into its spiritual space, and it has never been possible to know what kind of powerful the spell is..."

"Do you know that Frank's soul is being suppressed by a spell?"

"I know ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and I guess the effect of that spell is the reason why he has always wanted to get rid of his attachment to the Glowing Rat clan. He wants to move the clan to settle in the frozen city..."

Speaking of Spencer, the Spencer clan, raised his finger to those areas that were sensed by Raymond to have energy fluctuations, and explained that because of the processing of some affairs in the clan just completed, the residual energy fluctuations will be affected. What he feels is not because there is a special setting here, or what he wants to think of him.

Spencer, a luminous rat tribe who is not hostile, and who is quite familiar with the Far North, told about some incidents that took place in the Far North, and in the end he also vaguely expressed his intention to make friends.

Spencer, who has mastered the power more than a hundred years ago, is good at attacking the realm of ancestors, but because of no progress over the years, I hope to get to know the top existence more so that he can communicate and gain the ability to continue to improve his realm. Help message.

Spencer, the luminous rat clan who has such a desire, seems to Raymond to belong to the obsession with realm improvement. Therefore, when the topic turns to realm improvement and power, the atmosphere in the camp is really relaxed. Come down... (to be continued...)