MTL - For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King (1000 Years Later, Even My Weakest Follower Has Become A Demon King)-Chapter 278 swirl

   Chapter 278

   Will the damage from the fall be judged as a bludgeon-like attack?

   This was the first thought that popped into William's mind after he regained his senses.

However, this is quite reasonable. At least it is not like in the game, where falling from a height exceeding a certain limit will ignore the thickness of the blood bar and directly determine the death - you must know that even in the main storyline, the player is killed by dead blood. After the king slapped the fan hundreds of meters away, when he came back, he was just a ruthless man with some dust and scratches on his face.

   And such a person, fell from nine meters unscathed, fell from ten meters and died on the spot... Isn't this nonsense?

   Looking at the dark oval gemstone on the little finger of his left hand, William waved away the soft film between himself and the huge rock. Then he stroked the bulging bag on his forehead and bared his teeth.

   Even though he was protected by protective gear and accessories, his head was planted on the rock so straight, it still made William feel as if someone had punched him in the head.

   calmed down, and shook his head vigorously for a while like a Reservoir Dog, and he began to think about what happened before.

   First, halfway through the flight, it seemed as if someone had pressed the mute button, and it was completely silent; then, the magic that he chanted was all messed up, and then it went out of control directly.

There are so many ways to interfere with others' spellcasting, but to be able to completely block one's own spellcasting like this, in William's mind, it seems that only two existences can do it - the iron-hearted widow Eyre who activated the iron and stone oath, and the opening of the silent field. The demon will be "silent".

  The former is by making the laws of this world dead, so that all creations are rapidly dried up and solidified. The latter directly blocks the chanting of magic by silencing all sounds.

   patted the dust on his body and got up, William looked around - trees were crumbling, rocks were shattering, the flames he brought out when he landed hard just now were igniting the dead branches around him, but everything was still silent...

  Very good, it's already clear who is behind the shattered fall.

   Thinking of this, William looked up at the collapsed wreckage of the Star Lighthouse not far away... Sure enough, when the Star Law was established, it was not only Valk who buried mines under the foundation of the lighthouse.

  God knows that among the twenty-four star lighthouses in the whole continent, there are several similar time bombs buried under them.

   But speaking... The most strange thing about the whole thing is that William is now on another timeline in Ravenwood.

  Why did Ms. "Plantong" not bury "Silence" in the star beacon of the normal timeline, but placed it under the control of Camilla?

   Just didn't wait for William to think about this issue. Not far away, a figure trying to hide himself through the smoke screen immediately caught his attention.

  Although he can't hear the sound, his top-level "perception" still gives him a keen vision like a top-level hunter.

(Who is there?)

  “—?”

   subconsciously opened his mouth, but nothing came out of his throat.

  After realizing that he was doing a meaningless thing, William chose to take action and rushed over.

  “!”

   easily stopped the guy who was hunched over and trying to get away, but after seeing who this person was both familiar and unfamiliar, William couldn't help being stunned.

   Flallo? Why is she here?

   The person in front of him is eight-point similar to Flaro in another timeline - the main differences are the pale and blue skin, and the many traces of corruption and festering all over his body.

  Although Flaro is also an undead on the other side, he is obviously more concerned with maintaining the "freshness" of his body than the one in front of him.

   And the other party also looked back at him with shocked eyes at this moment - the mouth that exposed the gums because of the ulcer kept opening and closing, as if trying to say something.

   At the same time, William couldn't help but ask the question he wanted to know the most.

   So, the two opened their mouths to the air for a few seconds... After realizing the problem at the same time, the two stopped in tacit understanding.

  The atmosphere suddenly fell into an awkward silence.

   It was also at this time that a figure flew upside down, breaking the embarrassment between the two just right.

It seemed like a ball was thrown, but there was no sound. A tall male forest elf was pierced by a pitch-black spear full of serrated teeth and flew upside down. It was pinned to the rock that William hit earlier and stopped.

   Black blood overflowed from the corner of the man's mouth, and the outline of the translucent beast wrapped around him gradually blurred and dissipated like painted sand blown by a strong wind. He gritted his teeth and clenched the serrated spear stuck in his abdomen, trying to pull it out with the muscles in his hands violent.

   Seeing this, William immediately rushed up and held him down.

   The use of this jagged black fog weapon is one of the characteristics of the Whispering Queen's family. In the game, if the wound caused by this weapon is directly treated, a bleeding effect that lasts for a long time will be applied.

   Therefore, it must be dispelled first and then healed.

   Although he held down the opponent temporarily, when William was about to sing the dispel spell, the spell constructed in the etheric domain was once again ineffective due to the silence effect of this quiet domain.

   Not only that, but the man in front of him who looks very similar to ebony, seeing that he is preventing him from dealing with the wound, may he think that he is planning to take advantage of the fire? All in all, he immediately started a fierce struggle and resistance.

  Under the blessing of the beast spirit, the strange power that the opponent burst out in an instant really made William, who did not have the corresponding spell blessing, feel that he could not hold back.

  Ah... I'm sorry...

   Neither could use spells to quiet the opponent, nor could he explain and remind him, William simply let go of his hand irritably.

   Of course, the most important reason for him to let go is that he caught a glimpse of the guy who caused all this floating over from the corner of his eye.

   Anyway, as long as you solve that guy yourself, you can solve most of these troubles together, right?

   Speaking of which, in the past, he and Blake used Judgment Four to completely kill "Silence". Therefore, the "silence" that has reappeared now should not know himself.

   In other words, at least the opponent won't see him and he will pull away and try to run away.

   If so, then it shouldn’t be too troublesome to banish the opponent by yourself.

  …

   The moment he saw the man appear, Flaro felt as if his head had been split in half.

   Half of his consciousness rose outside his body, and he lowered his head to look down at his own skin - the rotten festering, pale and blue skin, and the surrounding forest that was not lush, but twisted and dead wood.

   This was exactly the same exotic scene that Ebony had described to her earlier—the world of death, the people who died.

   And the consciousness of the other half remains in the body, the surrounding is still a lush forest, and he is still the daughter of the forest elf who was selected by the Holy Tree Mother since childhood.

   seems to be two similar but completely different histories, observed through two different perspectives, and as for which one will eventually become reality, you need to make your own choice.

  The consciousness floating outside the skin, after seeing who that man is, the memory that was originally suppressed by the body gradually became clear.

   Lord Judge? !

   she tried to shout.

   But her call was not answered.

   Sending voices through the soul is something that can only be done by powerful storm-type mages who are proficient in the essence of the soul.

   What's more, at this moment, the entire field has been completely silenced by that strange existence, and consciousness cannot exist in words.

   And that schizophrenic feeling only lasted for a short moment, and Flaro's floating consciousness was quickly pulled back into the skin. It's as if you woke up accidentally from a dream in the middle of the night, and quickly grabbed the tail of the dream and fell back asleep. Her consciousness fell into a dream-like state again.

   But this time, Flaro was sure that he was indeed dreaming.

The    own skin must have been manipulated by a powerful existence before, so that she will be wrapped in the memory of the body itself.

  Frallo, who regained consciousness, happened to see the man, holding the magic agent in his hand, and walked slowly towards the slender, mouthless woman floating in the air.

  “—”

   Although he didn't quite remember the exact identity of the other party, in Flaro's vague impression, the other party was an extremely powerful magic caster.

   is very powerful, stronger than himself.

   But no matter how powerful his magical attainments are, the enemy he faces is an uncompromising magic caster killer...

   In front of the existence that can nullify everything, even the most powerful magic caster will not be her opponent.

   But at this moment, any reminder seems too late.

   In other words, he had no way to remind him at all.

  The man walked slowly to the strange woman, and as he walked, he took out a heavy and rough-looking lead-colored spell agent from a space rift. When the woman saw this, she landed gently, and the black smoke turned into several weapons with barbs around her.

   Her eyes, which are deeper than the darkness, stared at the poor magic caster who walked up to her in a careless manner. Although the other party had no mouth, Flaro could feel the other party smiling at this moment.

   Then, Flaro could only watch the man raise the magic agent in his hand high, and began to vainly try to chant...

  “—!”

  Things were more than ten times faster than the description. The other party directly rounded the thick lead-colored magic medium in his hand, and smashed the stick directly on the woman's heavenly cover, bursting with colorful rays of light in the silence.

   (end of this chapter)