The Spirit of the Forge finally stopped talking to his prey, and he began to tighten his grip on the Given tentacles, trying to drag him into the molten metal.
The fierce confrontation unfolded along the taut tentacle, and the spirit of the forging began to grow a little impatient.
Since Given's soul didn't come into contact with the Forge in the real world, strictly speaking, Given's soul didn't come under the complete control of the Forge Spirit.
As long as Jiwen kept enough distance, the Spirit of the Forge could not easily slaughter him.
The Spirit of the Forge was a little annoyed that he had not been able to subdue the prey in the first instant.
He knew that it was the passage of time that weakened his power.
If it was 10,000 years ago, he could easily hook his soul into his arms, but now he has to wrestle with his prey.
"Come here, prey" The spirit of forging the god shook its tentacles again, and several black tentacles flew out from his side, strapped to Jiwen's legs and waist.
The sudden increase in power caused Jiwen to be pulled to the ground in an instant.
He was dragged by tentacles across the flamed ground, sliding a long distance.
"No, you can't just be dragged away" Ji Wen looked at the ugly mouth of the spirit of the forging god, and his body was already tense to the extreme.
It was the second time he had felt the fear of death since he had been summoned to this world.
The first time was when he was first summoned, when a purple demon tried to take possession of his body, and he was in a drowsy state and came through the test of life and death.
But now that fear came back into his body again.
No, I can't just die like that Jiwen doesn't want to die, he wants to live, he also wants to help Adelia become a forbidden spell summoner, he also has to solve the mysteries of crystal disks and spell torrents, and he wants to establish his own world in the forbidden god space Jiwen's thoughts turned into action.
His fingers gouged through the flames around him and sank deep into the void of the ground, and although the bone-eating pain came from his fingers, he still gripped hard.
Finally, he stopped.
The Spirit of the Forge also sensed the accident, and he found that his tentacles had been pulled by a mysterious external force, and his prey had changed with it.
Givens was lying on the ground, his neck glowing with a mysterious blue light.
The blue light grew stronger and stronger, eventually turning into a mysterious tattoo that spread from the skin of his neck to his shoulders and eventually to his arms.
As the blue tattoo grew brighter and brighter, the strength in Given's hands grew stronger, and he was now able to hold on to the ground, and the spirit of forging could no longer drag him at all.
This sudden accident caused the spirit of forging to panic, and deep inside his heart began to roar disorderly.
This is a magical effect that affects and strengthens the spirit, and it can transform the user's inner will into a power on the soul level.
Someone actually concealed who he did to this prey, and deliberately went against himself The Spirit of the Forge quickly thought of the name, and only he had experienced soul torture and knew how to target himself with magic items Hetos, I can't spare you Realizing the spirit of the forged god who had been fooled, he roared wildly.
Jiwen also noticed the strange tattoo on his body, and he could also feel the power welling up in his neck.
He knew it was the necklace that Hetos had secretly stuffed into him, and it worked magically.
Now the stronger and stronger my desire to survive, the stronger and purer the power of the tattoo transformation.
I'm not going to die here With the explosion of the desire to survive, a new force poured into Jiwen's body, and with the help of this force, he even broke the tentacles on his legs and stood up again.
The Spirit of the Forging God stretched out its tentacles again, and it was no longer helpful.
Now he couldn't make Jiwen move one more step.
As time passed, the Spirit of the Forging God found that time was running out for him.
He couldn't violate the rules set by the Forge, and after completing the forging process, he had to complete the soul infusion process in time.
He can procrastinate for a while, but he can't put it off forever.
If he fails to capture the soul of this prey in time, the forges will absorb everything that can be injected into the void forge, and he himself will be cruelly punished by the forge.
In the last forging, he learned a hard lesson because of this.
The guy named Evans, with a will as amazing as a rock, survived the soul torture he had carefully prepared, and he kept his own soul and that of the sandman woman until the moment time ran out.
It was the first time that the Spirit of the Forging God had suffered a painful defeat in the soul realm.
Under the weight of the Forge's Forge Law, the Forge's forged forcibly absorbed part of the Forge Spirit's own soul and the sandman woman's mood swings, and then injected the longsword.
The pain of being torn apart has always been remembered by the spirit of forging gods, and he is not ready to fail again.
The color of the Forge Spirit's body suddenly brightened, a signal that he was burning the last vestiges of his power.
He had planned to accumulate the remaining mana and survive the long hibernation period for the next awakening.
But now, he is squandering this power.
Because the Spirit of the Forging God knew that if he failed this time, he would never have a chance to wake up.
The last moment is coming by second.
And the spirit of forging gods, whose magic power was temporarily extremely enhanced, tightened its tentacles hard, wanting to drag the guy in front of him to his side.
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Jiwen could feel the sudden strength of his tentacles, which almost almost strangulated his body.
But he didn't panic, because Hetos's necklace had established a certain resonance between him and his body.
He could now hear the memories that Adelia had left in his mind, and he could feel the treasures of knowledge that the silver dragon had given him in his mind.
The more Gevin felt the sounds and images, the closer his soul was to his body, the more steady he stood, and the more the ugly creature could not move him.
Finally, in Given's mind, there was an image that he would never forget, and it was the last scene in Adella's memory fragment.
She was standing in front of Jiwen, using the blood on her wrist to conclude a blood contract.
Knowing the urge coming from the picture, Gilvin fused his feet with the ground.
This unshakable pace finally made all the efforts of the spirit of forging gods come to naught.
Now that time was running out, the flames around them began to rise high, and the spirits of the forging gods knew what the flames meant, and that was the signal that the sacrifice had to be completed.
The monster was finally enraged, and even when Evans had angered him, he hadn't let out such a furious roar.
The Spirit of the Forging God had gone mad with rage, and he began to devour the soul of the thousand-year-old cicada insect in order to increase his strength, and even he transferred the magic power that sustained him into his tentacles.
He didn't care if he would be able to take shape in this furnace after this sacrifice.
I don't care if I'm punished by the Furnace for breaking the rules.
There is only one thing he can do now, and that is to drag this guy in front of him to hell.
The violent impact was so violent that even Jiwen felt the tearing sensation coming from his waist and wrists.
The tentacles seemed to have grabbed something from Given's body and began to retreat.
In the midst of the blazing fire, a thin black shadow was entwined with tentacles, stripping away Given's body.
At first, Givens thought it was his soul, but after a while, he was relieved.
Because the shadow had a prominent forehead and terrifying wings, it could only be a demon.
Jiwen had already recognized the identity of the black shadow, which was the remnant soul of the purple-eyed demon who had tried to occupy his body in the first place, and it had been dormant in his body, ready to move. didn't expect that today, they would say goodbye to each other in this way.
The spirit of forging the god also realized his mistake, and he watched in horror as the results of his efforts began.
He didn't expect that his best efforts would only result in the remnant soul of such a demon being stripped from his opponent's body.
In the perception of the spirits of forging gods, no living thing has ever been like this.
"You, what kind of monster are you?"
"I told you, I'm Jiwen."
Freed from the shackles of his tentacles, Givens already felt that victory was in his hands.
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