Invincible Hero of Necromancer

On the Magic Plains, Rowling, who was asking the prophet carefully, suddenly looked startled.

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"What's wrong?" Messika saw her abnormality and asked.

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"Time... seems to have stopped." Rowling recalled the abnormality she felt just now, and couldn't help frowning, "Just now, time stopped flowing, and after a while, or maybe just a moment, time returned to normal. ."

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Messika smiled: "I didn't feel any abnormality. The time-related ability has always belonged to the power of the holy female dragon, and no one else has ever been able to set foot in it, just like the power of the stigmata who control fate. But you have a very special talent, you can feel the flow of time."

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Rowling nodded, but her expression did not improve at all: "It's just that the feeling is not enough, I can't really master that kind of magic... If I also drink the blood of the dragon, maybe I can become a dragon like Moriel."

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Saying that, Rowling lowered her head and thought: "I have heard information about the blood of the dragon. According to the enemy who fought with Moriel, as long as you drink Moriel's blood, you can gain abilities similar to her, and thus become a giant. Dragon... If I can become a dragon, maybe I can truly understand the mysteries of time."

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Messika patted her on the shoulder: "You are too **** yourself, that will only bring unnecessary burdens."

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Rowling raised her head, worrying about the upcoming events for days. Her already slender body looked thinner, but her eyes were clear and clear, and her brows were even firmer: "Only I can perceive the traces of the realm of time. The ability is what we lack right now, and I have to find ways to help my brother."

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"Rhod has his own destiny." Messika squinted, "Time and destiny, those are two supreme powers. The two great beings have already thrown their chips in this dispute. As for the last As a result, you will see the answer."

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Listening to the prophet's words, Rowling just sighed slightly, and turned to the next question she was most concerned about: "Prophet Messika, can you engrave Moriel in the trump card? Can you engrave Butch and become a god? Even a trump card like the hero of light will definitely be able to engrave Moriel."

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"I gave you the prophecy card a long time ago. Even if it is to be engraved, it should be yours, right?" Messika shied away.

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"I tried, but I failed." Rowling sighed, "I can't engrave a hero like her."

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"You can't engrave her because you don't know the real her. You just pieced together her image from past intelligence." Messika pointed, "Before you complete the engraving, you need to observe her carefully. Observe her every move, observe the will that drives her to keep going, and most importantly, where her heroic will comes from, and only by doing this can you inscribe the hero into the prophecy card."

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Rowling patiently listened to the teachings, and Messika's advice was more useful than her hundreds of failures, and this was what she lacked at present.

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Rowling once collected information on Moriel, but that was all. She didn't know how far she would truly know Morrill, but she certainly couldn't do it now.

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"But things are not absolute." Messika added, "Sometimes you can't understand the object you want to inscribe too much, but you need to use the power of imagination to make the inscribed prophecy card more powerful, such as Hero of Light."

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Rowling was stunned for a moment, and she quickly took out the hero of light, one of the trump cards. On the front of the card with a red background in Phnom Penh, it is a brave warrior in golden armor, whose face cannot be seen clearly. His wings spread out from behind the warrior, making the warrior look powerful and invincible.

Rowling has heard the story of the hero of light. The hero of light is the most widely circulated legend in the world. Any bard can casually tell two stories about him. Of course, it is inevitable that the bard himself will add fuel to it and make up. Made indiscriminately, but the heroes of light are always well known.

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"Heroes of Light..."

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Messika looked at the characters on the card, with a look of reminiscence on her face: "I witnessed all that. In the era of the fall of the stigmata and the lack of faith, the bards integrated the deeds of many heroes. The so-called heroes of light are just heroes imagined by bards, and they do not exist in reality at all. Instead, many churches that believe in heroes of light will emerge in the future. It’s a pity that they are in The battle of faith was defeated by the Shadow Cultists, and it fell silent."

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Rowling looked surprised: "So, this trump card is not strong enough?"

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"On the contrary, the hero of light is the strongest prophecy card. The goddess can't beat him, because in the bard's story, the light hero kills the god, and the demon king can't hurt him, because in the bard In my imagination, the hero of light can slay the demon king by swinging his sword, and neither time nor fate can bind the hero of light, he is a symbol of invincibility." Messika replied.

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Hearing the prophet's answer, Rowling was stunned. She never imagined that a prophecy card with heroes of the light had such power hidden in it. Even if it was placed among the trump cards, the heroes of the light belonged to the top beings.

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"The only weakness of the hero of light is the master of those deeds. The bard places the deeds that do not belong to him on the hero of the light who does not exist in the world. When the master of the deeds appears in front of the hero of light, he will be revealed. ~www.readwn.com~ loses all abilities. This is also an imaginary prophecy card, the biggest drawback it contains." Messika shook her head.

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Rowling pondered for a moment, remembering the harsh conditions required to awaken the heroes of the light, and then she asked, "Is there any way to awaken the heroes of the light without sacrificing relatives?"

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"Sacrifice yourself." Messika said slowly.

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Seeing Rowling, her face turned pale, and the corners of Messika's mouth rose slightly, and she said jokingly: "It's just a joke. Generally speaking, in ceremonies that need to sacrifice relatives, experienced witches will use fake Infant replacement. They will use their own flesh and blood to cultivate a palm-sized baby embryo beforehand, and then use it in sacrifice. Although the effect is much worse than that of a real relative, it is still a substitute."

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Rowling wrote down Messika's words. The prophet's words benefited her a lot. As long as she found the nine prophecy cards, if she could awaken the legendary hero of light, she would be much more likely to kill Moriel.

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Rowling also began to prepare the fake baby needed for the sacrifice. Rowling's face turned pale when she heard the prophet's words about sacrificing herself. If that time comes, although she is nostalgic for everything in the world and wants to stay by Rhodes' side, she will not hesitate, as long as she sacrifices By herself, she can wake up the legendary hero of light and help her brother kill Moriel, and her determination will not be shaken.

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Being able to replace herself with a fake baby is naturally good news. From the moment she fought alongside Rhodes, Rowling had no way out. This was her choice without regrets.

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