Stan Tito was imprisoned within the giant cones of the Moon Fern.
The Sun Cup, the medium he used to perform illusions, was also taken away, losing his greatest support.
However, Stan is still trying to use his own strength and methods one after another to escape from the cage of the Moon Demon Fern.
Spiritual power can't open the barrier of the Moon Demon Fern, which looks like a cage of fleshy walls that is beyond imagination.
The illusion cannot be cast, and the light of the illusion dissipates instantly without a medium as soon as it leaves the consciousness.
"no!"
"This doesn't work either."
He even used the taboo technique of Schroeder, the first generation of sky temple chief priest, to communicate with the secret method of communicating with plants to communicate with the moon magic fern, which is a mythical monster.
Although he doesn't know whether this kind of existence can be called a plant.
However.
When he used the first part of the power of the taboo technique, he immediately felt something was wrong.
His consciousness fell directly into another dark and boundless place, which is another space where consciousness and thinking exist.
"Really?"
Pressing his hand on the flesh wall, his spiritual power was resonating with the Moon Fern, and the power of illusion was actually connected with the will of the Moon Fern.
He felt a stupid and chaotic consciousness, a thinking like a newborn child.
Afterwards, the light of the illusion bloomed from the cones of the Moon Demon Fern, circling around Stan Tito.
"The light of illusion?"
"Without the Goblet of the Sun as a medium, how could it appear here?"
Stan Tito stood up, his hands still touching the inner wall of the meat ball, and he was carefully feeling where the illusion light came from.
When he smelled a strong fragrance, he finally understood why the light of illusion appeared.
"This is?"
"Floral fragrance from the Cup of the Sun?"
Stan Tito suddenly realized: "It turns out that the magic fern of the moon was formed after devouring the cup of the sun. No wonder the Summer family can breed such a strange plant-shaped monster."
By accident, he actually cracked the key to the method of cultivating the giant moon fern of the Samo family.
Stan Tito strikes while the iron is hot, trying to communicate with the will of the Moon Fern to open the cage and release himself.
His consciousness approached the consciousness of the Moon Demon Fern along the boundless darkness. When he was about to see the light of consciousness in the distance, a brand like the eye of a god blocked his consciousness tentacles.
He felt that those eyes were like the sun above the sky, overlooking himself who was as small as an insect.
Just the light in that line of sight scalded his consciousness to the point of dissipating.
This is the fundamental form of Ruhe's brand, an existence that is usually invisible to the naked eye.
"ah!"
Stan let out a scream, and his consciousness immediately retreated into his body.
He involuntarily covered his eyes and knelt on the ground.
All of this was because he looked directly at the brand like the eye of a god.
Blood flowed from his eyes, and it took him a long time to recover his vision.
He kept panting, and said.
"It is the brand of Ruhe bestowed by the gods on King Laidlici."
"Except for those who have the brand, no one can control the mythical giant."
Although he failed, the emergence of the taboo technique and the light of illusion gave him a faint idea of ??a way to break out of the cage.
He even had another terrifying thought in his mind.
Illusion itself is a power exerted through the use of the sun cup as a medium. The most powerful illusion is the taboo art, which possesses complete taboo power through the symbiosis of itself and the sun cup.
And at this moment.
The Demon Fern of the Moon is an unimaginably powerful variant of the Goblet of the Sun.
He couldn't imagine how powerful the illusion would be if he grafted the power of the Moon Fern through the forbidden technique.
"Grafting the magic fern of the moon?"
He immediately shook his head, the backlash of grafting the Symbiotic Sun Cup is already so terrifying and terrifying.
Grafting the power of a Ruhe monster, who can bear it¡ª¡ª
In the palace of Anjo Capital.
His Majesty the King held the Ruhe sword in his hand.??He was panting continuously on the throne, and there were several corpses of attendants on the ground.
The corpse was dragged down by the soldiers, and there was a bloodstain along the way, and the other attendants who were in a state of panic all day stepped forward carefully and splashed water to wash away the bloodstain.
The blood was washed away, but the strong smell of blood could not go away.
The army of the Henir Dynasty was approaching step by step, and they attacked the cities of the Samo Kingdom one after another, and now they are getting closer and closer to the capital of Anjo.
Henir is not in a hurry, what he wants is to win the Samo Kingdom steadily.
At the last moment, he was more stable. His generals eroded the power of the Samo Kingdom little by little. Every day, it was heard that a city was attacked or surrendered directly.
As for the Summer family, they are like desperate prisoners who have been pushed to the top of the cliff a little bit.
Princess Saliman raised her head and looked at her father on the throne.
He no longer looks like a tall and majestic king, but more like a criminal sitting on the gallows waiting to die.
That kind of hysteria, fear and despair are constantly overflowing from his body.
Killing and anger can't reflect a person's strength, but show his fierceness and weakness.
His Majesty the King stood up little by little holding the blood-stained Ruhe sword, and said to the trembling Princess Saliman.
"As I said, your method won't work."
"How can the lucky ones of the Star Luo Kingdom help us?"
"The only thing we can rely on is ourselves."
After His Majesty the King finished venting, his words calmed down a little bit.
However, the final trembling sound of the words faintly heard the last crazy rhyme.
"Now."
"That's the only way."
The words of the king of the Samo Kingdom instantly made Her Royal Highness kneeling below feel cold all over: "King!"
"Do you really want to use that method? That is something more terrifying than the forbidden technique."
"And father, no one has ever made it."
In her anxiety, Her Royal Highness directly forgot the honorific title of the king, and called out her father.
His Majesty the King turned his head, eyes full of madness.
He let out bursts of sneer, passing through the palace and everyone's hearts like a cold wind.
"It's all come to this point, what else can we do if we don't do this?"
"Could it be just to watch the son of the black mud annex our kingdom?"
"We are the descendants of Ledley Kee, we are the royal family of blood, and we are the descendants of Summer."
His voice changed from a cold wind to a violent storm in an instant: "How can we just sit and watch, a group of despicable black mud, get something that belongs to our royal family."
"Come with me."
"It's time for you to see our last strength and the secret of eternal life that the Samo family has been exploring for hundreds of years."
The king brought Princess Saliman to a closed castle.
This is the core resident of the kingdom's priesthood, and it is also the place where all kinds of magical arts and even troll cultivation methods are hidden. Next to it is the garrison of the legion, and the defense is extremely tight.
The gloomy and dark passage, surrounded by moisture and heat, made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
In a large underground prison, she saw one after another three-leaf people who were like walking corpses locked in a stone room.
The strangest thing is that they all have the power of wisdom in them.
A Sanyeren who is obviously a child, sometimes shows the innocent expression of a child, and sometimes shows the depression of an old man.
She saw a citizen of Moyuan who was cursed by the gods and could never speak, babbled in the language of the three leaf people, and kept banging his head against the wall.
She even saw a strange shrimp released its wisdom and power, bent down and knelt on the ground piously, and chanted the Ledlich oath with consciousness.
Those words were so sacred and pious, but Princess Samo felt horrified when she heard it.
"What are they?"
His Majesty the King laughed: "They are not things."
"They used to be Sanye people, some Sanye people who should have died long ago."
He showed a smug look, as if he was showing a proud work.
"Didn't you say that no one has succeeded? In fact, it has succeeded."