Chapter 1223: 44. Book of Raven. Flame Magic Seal

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Ten minutes ago, Little Hella thought that Ganata was just a joke-like Father.
After all, although Hella was once the father of heaven, even though she is down now, she was still well-informed when he was heyday.
She fought a war of all circles with Odin, and in the hundreds of years, did she not see the South and the North?
She didn't know how many monsters she ate and hungry for.
But after more than ten minutes, after witnessing Ganata eat most of the unconscious Surtel, the pale Hella said...
She has never seen this scene before...
That's magma!
It is not ordinary magma.
Although Surtre has the appearance of a humanoid, it is essentially an elemental creature whose body temperature reaches tens of thousands of degrees!
Who wouldn't think about it and eat this stuff?
And Ganata was eaten with a knife and chopsticks!
Damn it, the purple-eyed girl even has something that can't be concealed when she eats...
"Fizz"
The gluttonous lady dug out a dark red magma with a spoon and stuffed it into her mouth as if she were really eating hot pot.
She sniffed a few times, then chewed and said to Merlin who was sitting next to him:
"The flame demon sashimi is a bit hot, but it tastes good. Do you want to eat it?"
"I can't."
Merlin smiled at Ganata as usual, he said softly:
"You can enjoy it yourself, my stomach can't stand this fierce stuff, oh, yes, Surtle is a giant of fire, not a flame."
"Oh oh, the flame giant."
Ganata nodded. She blinked and said to Merlin:
"This is the first time I have tasted the flame giant, and it is also a big parent of the Heavenly Father. After eating, I guess I have to sleep. I have eaten a lot of good things recently. I have to adapt my body."
"It doesn't matter, go to sleep."
Merlin waved his hand and said to Ganata:
"Recently, there is no occasion where you need to take action. If it is an emergency, I will wake you up."
"You better not do that."
The girl with purple eyes scooped up a spoon of extremely high temperature magma again with that odd material spoon and put it in her mouth. She sucked her tongue and said:
"When I was woken up, I was very upset, but if it was really a special case, it didn't matter."
"Okay, give it to my head."
Merlin nodded with a smile, he said to Ganata.
The latter was already accustomed to Merlin's operation. When he reached for a hook, Sulter's skull fell into Merlin's hand.
This time it's not just that rusty, weird iron mask.
That is a complete flame skull.
It was treated by Ganata in a special way, like a fist-sized artwork, a complete skull, a complete iron mask, and no rusty atmosphere.
Probably because of Surter's voluntary death, the power of the essence of the Fire King is locked in it.
Merlin put the skull in front of his eyes. He looked at the skull's orbit, and there was fire shining in it, just like when Surter was still alive.
"Nice ingredients."
Lord Raven whispered, and then tore open the space, took out a bottle of the best starry sky ink, and wrapped the power of vanity on the skull of the flame king as before.
In the friction of the orange light, it was like the skull was swallowed bit by bit, crushed, ground into a powder with fire light, and fell into the starry sky ink at Merlin's hand.
In just a few seconds, the ink seemed to be ignited, emitting a flame-like light.
He took out a pen made of angel feathers and dipped it in the ink, then spread out the third blank page of the Raven Book, and wrote the pen on it:
"This is the story about the dusk of the gods, the story about Surtle..."
This is not a spell.
In other words, it is not a pure spell.
At the request of Surtre, Merlin wanted to describe the story of Surtre and the gods at dusk in hundreds of words, just like a long poem.
Then he began to copy the third combat form for himself, just like recording the form of brute force.
"Ink is the tool that binds text to paper."
"Writing is thought, and it is brought from the spiritual sky into this real hell."
While writing, the raven said something that Hella couldn't understand.
He says:
"But even so, no matter how the thought has fallen, even if the story represented by the thought has ended."
"But the words, and the things we can derive from them, those stories, those legends...as long as there are people to commemorate, there are people to praise..."
"It's still eternal."
His beautiful font is the most beautiful typeface, the bone chewing from time to time does not disturb Merlin's thoughts.
Beside him, Little Hella leaned out her head curiously and looked at the oddly shaped curse written by Merlin on the page.
That's a way of casting spells she has never seen before.
A little further away, the reins of the teether were tied to the stone.
On the saddle behind the goat, the unconscious Thor had no signs of regaining consciousness, but he was not too seriously injured, and probably would soon wake up.
Hella is not a person who likes to learn. After watching it for a few minutes, she lost interest in Merlin's curse.
She could already conclude that even if Merlin wanted to teach, she would certainly not learn.
So, bored, she looked back at the body of the lava that was almost eaten up by Ganata.
Perceived by Ganata, the gaze raised her head and showed a friendly smile to Hella.
This should be a sweet smile.
But the food debris contaminated in the mouth of Ganata, the magma juice like tomato sauce, was like red blood, so that little Hella could not help but shivered again.
She turned around quickly, complaining to Merlin in a low voice:
"What are we doing here?"
Little Hella pouted her dissatisfaction, the child always did not have much patience.
"Wait."
Merlin focused on the writing of the third form of enchantment, the star ink on hand had bottomed out, and the blazing fire light also became dim.
Lord Raven continued to write down the last handle, and he said without looking up:
"The game is not over yet, there are two pieces missing on the board, haven't you found it?"
"Ok?"
Hella rounded her eyes.
The little girl with Maruko head looked around. In this broken world, because of the lack of strength, she was beaten back to the child's mentality. She recalled the previous fight.
Soon, Hella understood who Merlin was talking about.
Odin!
And the mysterious angel who took away the gem of power.
Angela, it is said that she is Odin's first daughter, is Hella's sister coming?
Thinking of this, Hella couldn't help but pouted.
She had no affection for her father. She said in a curse tone:
"The old man might have died long ago."
"You have ruined Asgard, and all those with the personality have been hit hard, as is Odin, and his connection with Asgard is deeper than me."
"At the moment when the God Territory exploded, he would be seriously injured no matter where he was."
Hella says:
"What a pity, he died in the hands of another daughter."
"Oh?"
Merlin wrote the last character.
Along with the final completion of the handle of the spell, a blaze of light flashed on the text on the third page of the book of Ravens, as if to burn the entire book, but soon, the blaze disappeared.
Merlin put away the quill and ink bottle, picked up the spread book, and blew on the pages.
He read the mantra again, and it didn’t feel as smooth as the previous two. He frowned and thought, and said to Hella casually:
"You just look down upon your old father?"
"Do you think that after Odin's personality is damaged, the Heavenly Father will be weak and will be bullied by himself alone? Do you know your father a little too little?"
"What does it mean?"
Little Hella frowned and asked:
"You mean, Odin has other cards?"
"I don't know, but I guess he will not be as simple as you see."
Raven did not answer this question directly.
He looked back after eating hot pot, with a smooth face of Ganata, he frowned and said:
"Did you give me less?"
"Hey hey?"
Ganata turned her head and looked at Merlin innocently.
She put her hands behind her and blinked her purple eyes with an innocent expression. She said:
"You can't be innocent and clean, Merlin, although we have a good relationship, but if you talk so bluntly, you will cause yourself trouble... Don't look at me that way, it's sorry."
Merlin stared blankly at the playful Ganata. He held out his hand towards Miss Glutton, and he said:
"Bring it!"
"what."
Ganata looked away and whistled, pretending to be crazy and stupid and said:
"I don't understand what you are asking."
"Eternal fire!"
Raven said:
"I only need one point, one third is enough. Without the blessing of that thing, Surter is not as powerful as Heavenly Father, and my Fire Magic Curse is a white copy..."
"One-third!"
Ganata turned her head, and she gritted her teeth at Merlin. She said:
"This kind of energy-rich thing, but I keep it as a spicy snack, but it is very precious."
Lord Raven was expressionless, and even faintly angry.
At the sight of Ganata's anger, the big eyes immediately became sad and filled with tears, as if they were being bullied and crying.
But Merlin remained unmoved.
He said coldly:
"If you do this again, next time there is something delicious, I won't call you."
"Think about it for yourself, for the small snacks now, or for the big meals in the future."
"whispering sound"
Ganata did not hesitate for a second.
She has always been very sensible about things like eating.
She flipped her fingers, and a beating flame burst into the palm of her hand. It was the eternal fire, the heart of Surter.
The important material that supports the King of Fire to cross the Father.
She distressed a third of the flame and threw it to Merlin, who took it in her hand, and shot the flame on the third page of the Raven Book with her backhand.
"boom"
A dazzling pillar of fire jumped on the spell.
The flame quickly changed from the most common orange-red to orange-yellow, and finally turned white, and it quickly extinguished on the paper in the cry of the cold wind.
Those spells are still the original spells, but at this time it seems to be injected into the soul.
When Little Hella went to see the spells again, she found that the text on the page seemed to have her own life, twisting and beating like black tadpoles.
If you don't look carefully, you can't understand it.
"Father of the Heavenly Flame Form! Complete!"
Merlin reached out and touched the charm on the third page with satisfaction. At the position where his finger crossed, there were scattered Mars beating, as if he was using his finger to move the charcoal.
"Φλόγα! (Flame!)"
Lord Raven read a spell.
The fire surging like flowing water quickly covered the whole body with fingers, and in the small gaze of Hella, Merlin's flesh quickly transformed into a lava form like Surter.
Just like some kind of illusion, he transformed from flesh to real elements in the blink of an eye.
Merlin's figure is still maintained, but the hot lava flows on the surface of the body, and the tumbling flames form flowing long hair.
The earth hovering under his feet quickly spread into a high-temperature magma pool, and the temperature made Hella unable to stand back a few steps.
She looked at Merlin, her big eyes full of surprise.
She could feel that she was standing in front of a real Surter, the throbbing flame, the burning enthusiasm, and the high temperature of the world.
He used that strange book to transform himself into the king of flames.
It is a pity that the magic of the elemental body is very different from that of the caster. Merlin's most aggressive magical form of Aiken is still not available in the form of the flame demon.
But Lord Raven has long looked away.
Where is the perfect thing in this world?
He lifted his fingers, at the fingertips composed of magma, the hot lava was rolling, and the beating flames were burning, with the five fingers clasped, the raven stepped forward and punched forward with a standard boxing. .
"Oh!"
The burning flame burst from the fist.
In the tumbling flames, the magnificent Hell Dog's head-shaped lava fireball roared and flew out, just like a real life flame monster.
In a gesture of devouring and biting, it slammed on the boulders suspended in the distance.
After the flame dissipated, the boulder was transformed into a substance like smoke and dust in the extremely high temperature burning.
"This trick is called'Dung Dog'."
As the fire faded, Merlin turned back to look like the Raven Lord. He closed the book of Raven and looked back at the small, sluggish Hella behind him.
He smiled, clapped the Raven's Book beside his hand, and said softly:
"Want to learn?"
"I teach you."
On the other side of Merlin's body, Ganata flicked her lips in disdain.
She can understand it naturally.
Merlin is only cheating on children.
This miraculous transformation of power form comes from the link between the Raven Book and Merlin Soul, even if he wants to teach, Hella will definitely not learn.
Unless, the little girl in green clothes is willing to give up the special power in her body called "divine personality".
but...
Who would be willing to give up the innate shortcut?
However, Ganata didn't break through Merlin's tricks. She looked up and looked back at the stars, her nose moved, and her eyes became excited...
She smelled...
Even more delicious...the taste of food!
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