Chapter 532 The Choice of the Strong

The huge ferocious and bloody face in the sky was slowly invaded by the mottled color and turned into a strange flower face.

"Wh!"

A terrible magic fluctuation shook the whole ice-covered lake.

A white square bone box appeared in front of Bello's father.

At the moment when the white square bone box appeared, the magician who was originally white ice crystals and blood waves alternately under his feet seemed to have completely turned into a god piled up of ice and snow.

A strip of white ice crystals covered the surface of his body, forming an ice and snow robe with a continuous hem.

At the same time, everything in his body seemed to be completely frozen. There was no temperature, even his emotions seemed to be completely frozen, and his eyes became completely cold and without any emotion.

The terrible ice and cold power is spreading in the void at an alarming rate.

Two powerful forces are competing.

On the surface of all the mottled blood, a layer of gem-like ice crystals appears.

"Wh!"

But in an instant, all these ice crystals seemed to burn, and the surface became extremely hot, and the mottled hot blood penetrated from the surface of the ice crystals.

"Boom!"

The concussion wave formed by a circle of ice magic power visible to the naked eye, with the ice and snow god-like magician as the center.

Although the magician did not make any sound, the wind caused by the shock wave was like his roar.

Cris and Moss subconsciously wanted to retreat desperately.

But at this moment, they and everyone else did not feel cold.

Obviously, there is a terrible ice and cold power outbreak, but the surrounding air becomes warmer.

All the people are stunned.

Only the body becomes extremely mottled, and the constantly festering Bello's eyes are full of fanaticism and pride, and also full of strong sarcasm.

"Is this what you call a powerful force?"

Bello looked sarcastically at the white square bone box suspended in front of the magician, " Even pride and blood will be frozen... Only a coward like you will desperately want this kind of thing, right?"

"Useless..."

Bello shook his head slowly, said to himself, and then said, "How can the power of this kind of thing be compared with the blood of so many orc ancestors who died in battle..."

Bello's voice floats in the warmer and warmer air.

There is no voice response.

The mottled blood spread towards the magician like the ice and snow god.

The huge ice and snow robe outside him began to be covered with mottled colors.

Then, the white bone box suspended above his hands gradually crawled with mottled blood.

"Boom!"

The magician's body once again emitted a shock like a flash flood.

All the ice and snow outside him were shattered and sprayed out.

A wisp of colorful blood, uncontrollable, rushed back to his body.

The magician's body also became colorful in an instant.

Pieces of butterfly-like ulcers appeared on his body and skin.

"Is it worth it?"

The magician's face was slightly distorted, but he immediately regained his composure. He looked at Bello and asked from afar.

"Let's go to hell!"

The corners of Bello's mouth showed an impulsive and cruel smile.

His hands suddenly closed in front of him.

The last trace of redness in his eyes completely faded, and even his eyes began to flow colorful purulent blood.

"Bello!"

Cris and Moss finally understood and screamed crazily.

"Stupid!"

The magician's body was also about to fall, and his whole body was about to completely collapse. A stream of pus and blood gushed out from the large tract of ulcers. He let out a roar, but suddenly, his eyes seemed to sweep Bello's three magicians, and he was slightly stunned.

The next second, his eyes fell on Buel, who was holding the deer's head hat in the distance.

"The blood chain contract... Is that so?"

He immediately let out a soft sound.

"Wh!"

A horrible particle of magic gushed out from the top of his head, forming a beam of light shining directly above his head.

"He still has the ability to do it!"

Yuguang, Ivan and everyone else were terrified!

The sense of power when this level of warlock completely pours out all the magic particles is simply desperate.

"Will you go to hell with me? Or let you survive? This seems to be a difficult choice.

Like a demon, the magician thought and finally laughed with relief.

"It doesn't seem to make sense to kill you. Even if you use the last ancestral blood, in such a short time, you have such power to die with me, which also proves that you are indeed stronger than me. And you are my son after all..."

"In this case, I hate my son because of this thing and what I have done... I leave this thing to you. Although I can't see what choice you will make in the end, maybe after you really come into contact with this thing, you will understand my choice."

"Hahahaha.... Maybe you will walk the same path as me. At that time, my son... you will not hate me, but respect me.

The magician looked up and laughed wildly.

With a bang, the beam of light condensed on his head completely collapsed in his wild laughter.

In the sky, there are countless bright lights like meteors.

"Puff!"

At this moment, his body completely collapsed and turned into countless pus and blood.

At the same time, the white bone box suspended in front of him, like a white lightning, shot in front of Bello.

"Bello!"

Cris and Moss' bodies trembled violently, and they didn't understand what Bello's father's last words meant.

They only feel that Bello's vitality is also rapidly disappearing.

It seems that in the next second, Bello's body will turn into countless purulent blood and die like the magician.

"Hey, that boy with a deer head!"

But at this time, Bello's voice sounded.

"Buare..."

Everyone's eyes focused on Buer, and everyone's breathing completely paused.

Buer's hands are still holding the hat of the deer's head, still maintaining the posture just now, but at this moment, everyone sees that there is also a large area of ulceration on Buer's body, almost exactly the same as Bello's body.

The only difference is that Bouer's two eyes at this moment have become extremely red.

Two wisps of blood slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes, fell to the ground, and then spread towards Bello.

"Ky... You gave my life to me before... Now my life is in your hands... So you must support me... Otherwise, even if I die, I will tear your deer-headed hat..." Bello's voice sounded intermittently.

"What the hell is going on!" Moss couldn't help shouting.

"It should be a secret technique unique to their orc blood... It should be through some kind of spiritual contract, Bello first stored part of the blood in Buer's body, and now, Bu'er's life and Bello's life seem to be chained together... Bu'er's vitality to support Bello's survival, but first Al also has to hold on first..." Yu Guang frowned and looked at Buer and Bello.

"What the hell are you talking about, can't it be simpler!" Moss completely lost his ability to think and couldn't help shouting.

"To put it simply, this should be a test of will. If Buelle can have a strong will to support himself to survive, then he and Bello should be able to survive. If not, both of them will die." Yuguang took a deep breath and said slowly.

Everyone is cold all over.

"Anyway, you must hold on!"

"Absolutely...never give up!"

"I know that many times I feel more uncomfortable than death... But if you really die, you won't even have a chance to turn over the book, and you won't have a chance again!"

Kris clenched her fist, trembling all over, and shouted at Buelle.

"Is that why you became a god-like girl? Usually, he refused to give up after training until he was more uncomfortable than death..." Yu Guang looked at Criss and looked at the light and shadow of the Shuyuan grains dissipated in the distance.

Such a strong evil dragon bishop and such a strong follower have been killed... Until this time, he still couldn't believe it.

"It turned out that the evil dragon bishop was Bello's father... It turned out that Bello's lifeless training and fighting was to kill his father... Such a strong man who destroyed several legions on the border of the Kingdom of Dowa was really killed by Bello!"

At this time, Ivan, Wilde and others were still full of unbelievable feelings.

"Buch, you guys must hold on! If you die like this and are known by Alin, he will definitely laugh at you!" Moss' face was twisted, and tears flowed and shouted at Buel.

Buelle and Bello's breathing seemed to have completely stopped. They couldn't find a piece of intact skin all over their bodies. Only a faint red light rippled faintly, and their bodies seemed to begin to get cold.

"Idiot... He doesn't know Elin..."

But at the moment when everyone's heart began to sink completely, Bello's voice suddenly sounded faintly.

"Poutong..."

He and Buelle's heart seemed to start beating at the same time.

Everyone's hearts are shocked at the same time.

"Bello..." Moss's body is petrified.

"Hey, boy, you did a good job... How about it? Are you interested in licking your feet and becoming my fourth practitioner?" Bello's voice sounded again.

"Did we really win? ...I...I would like to be your fourth practitioner!" Buel's body didn't seem to be able to move, but his voice also remembered.

Bello's eyes turned slightly, looking at the deer's head hat on Buelle's head, and a frenetic and proud smile was pulled from the corners of his mouth.

For the next moment, his eyes stopped on the white bone box suspended in front of him.

The white bone box ripples with a kind of magic power fluctuation that can shock the human bone marrow.

On the lid of the white bone box is the face of a cold lich king, but the eyes of this face are as if they are alive, looking at Bello's eyes, full of ridicule.

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