Chapter 2199: Blood Thaumatology

As York talked with the Scarlet Mage, Aglan on the side seemed a little anxious. He was worried that the task given by Rhode could not be completed on time, and then looked at the legion members behind. He was about to give an order, but was interrupted by the Scarlet Mage.
"Wait, let me deal with this hero."
Hearing this, Agland felt a little impatient: "If you delay the master's affairs, you have to be careful."
"Master, I'll explain it myself." The Scarlet Mage shook his head, and then looked at the hero York, his eyes seemed to show a bit of enlightenment.
"The other part of your bloodline is very similar to the barbarians before. In other words, in addition to the lineage of the elemental creatures, you also have the lineage of the barbarians. This is a rare sight. Logically speaking, you are like you. It's impossible for living things to be born. Two completely different bloodlines are simply difficult to merge."
The Scarlet Mage looked at the hero in front of him, with an interesting look in his eyes. He had been imprisoned for countless years, and he had never seen such an existence as York.
"If I can choose, I would rather not have the blood of the gods and monsters, it has brought me ridicule." The words of the scarlet mage seemed to evoke some memories of York, and he took a deep breath.
"Bloodline has given you far more power than other creatures, you naturally have to take on everything in it. Maybe some wizards will laugh at you because your bloodline is impure, but what about that? I used to practice alien water magic before. I was ridiculed, but I used my power to make those wizards never speak. I am extremely proud of my identity as a wizard."
The Scarlet Mage said loudly. He looked at York as if he had seen himself.
As the Scarlet Mage spoke, York seemed to have discovered something. A bone-chilling chill came from behind him, and York turned around and saw that the blood he had dripped all the way before was floating at this moment, forming blood-colored ice crystals in the air, causing the temperature of the entire passage to drop rapidly.
"I have completed the analysis of the blood in your body. It's time to bestow the glory of the master to you."
Soon, the scarlet mage's low voice came to his ear. York's expression condensed. He just wanted to flee to the side, but he felt that he could not move his whole body. The whole body seemed to be frozen, and his mouth exuded bursts. Chills.
At this moment, York couldn't help but recall the hero Badu who died in front of him. Now, he finally understands what Badu experienced before he died.
The blood in his body, under the control of the Scarlet Mage, directly condensed into blood-colored ice crystals, without giving him any opportunity to resist, it could directly take his life away.
Prior to this, because the blood in York's body was composed of two completely different types, Scarlet Mage’s spells could not be effective on him, but after thorough analysis by the Scarlet Mage, he understood all the differences in the blood. York couldn't escape this spell.
The bone-to-heart chill spread deeply in York's bone marrow, and the freezing of blood made it impossible to mobilize even his mana. He could only watch all this happen.
Before closing his eyes, York didn't regret it in his heart. He defended his oath and would never cast spells again.
"Bring him back to the master."
Looking at the motionless hero York, the Scarlet Mage said slowly.
Until the end, he didn't see the heroic specialties that belonged to that hero. That hero, as he said, didn't want to get involved with the mage.
The Scarlet Mage stared at York, who was exuding a deep chill, and sighed deeply, not knowing what he was thinking.
Beside him, a group of legion members looked at him in awe. They saw the death of the hero in their eyes. That was a method they couldn't understand. Even the great devil used this trick. There is no way but to watch all of this happen.
What frightened these great demons was that if the Scarlet Mage were going to attack them, they had no way to fight it. They could only fight to kill the Scarlet Mage before the spell took effect.
Aside, Agland cast a deep look at the Scarlet Mage. If it is singled out, the ability of the big devil is often inferior to that of the legendary mage, and in front of the top mage with its unique methods like the scarlet mage, even if it comes to a group of big demon, the result is not much better.
At this moment, looking at the Scarlet Mage, what Agland worried most was that his status was not guaranteed.
With the growth of the Undead Legion and the addition of powerful and unique creatures, Agrand has long lived up to its original position. In terms of strength, the brave and battle-riding demons such as Karl and Vios in the legion are far above Agrand. In terms of loyalty, under the blessing of the dark word and the realm of death, every member of the legion is Loyal to Rod.
In this case, Agrand was able to lead the other demons, not because he was extraordinary, like the commander Valeze, or because he made a proud feat, like the death knight Wei It's like that, just because he has been following Rhode for longer, he is the first member of the legion.
At this moment, Agrand’s heart couldn’t help but a bit of worry flashed in his heart. The power of the Scarlet Mage was obviously higher than that of the average great demon. Only the most elite existence could compete with him. He would definitely change the internal forces of the Legion. situation.
After thinking about it in his heart, Agrand remained calm and gave orders to the other demons: "Have you forgotten the master's order? Please take that hero back soon!"
Hearing that, a great demon in the team immediately took the command, moved York's cold body into the middle of the team, and then put his hands on the ground. Soon, the flame completely wrapped the surrounding great demon, and the rest of the army members , Also shuttled away in the flames.
"Master, we have completed the mission. This is the hero's body... I mean him himself."
Aglan, who had just returned to the depths of the prison, had not finished reporting to Rhodes, and saw that York, who had no vitality and was completely cold, was slowly moving his arms at this moment.
Under the influence of the death domain, the hero stood up again and looked around with some doubts. There was a little confusion in his eyes, as if he didn't understand what happened and how he regained consciousness.
"Hero York..." Rod seemed to have thought of something, took a deep look at the blue-skinned hero, and then put his gaze on the returning legion members.