Chapter 725: Traps and Premonitions

“y!!”

Faced with this natural disaster-like attack, the green flames in the eyes of the alien god priest Bai Gu also trembled violently. He raised the black stone staff in his hand and shouted a strange syllable.

At the same time, a frenzy flashed in the eyes of many believers surrounding the magic circle below. They suddenly took out the ritual daggers from their arms and inserted them neatly into their abdomens. The green flames burning on their bodies were instantly bright as if they were injected with fuel.

So, the green flames wrapped around Pomona suddenly became stronger, and even had a posture comparable to the huge wind column.

“Want to resist?”

With a sneer, Duke Carrot directly threw the miniature tornado in his hand into the wind column.

The next moment, the width of the storm suddenly expanded by nearly one-fold, and the snowflakes that were swept up by the storm had now turned into blurred silver lines, and even caused thin unstable waves in the space that passed through.

Faced with the eye of the storm that had greatly increased its power again, the steaming green flames were finally unable to resist and slowly extinguished uncontrollably. The pagans around him fell down like wheat being harvested by a sickle, without a sound.

The pagan priest seemed to see that the situation was not good, and he waved his staff and disappeared without a trace. The Duke did not stop him from escaping. After all, he was only here to save people this time, and he should be safe first.

Without the restraint of the green flame, Pomona finally broke free from the magic circle and slowly flew back to the Duke.

"You are late! Their real target is Fiona!"

However, Pomona's first words made Carrot's heart tighten.

"What's going on? What do you know?"

"Don't say it, let's go to the Star Territory first, and explain it to you slowly on the way."

Waving his hand in a hurried tone, Pomona looked anxious, as if he couldn't wait to rush to Fiona's side.

"Okay, then what do we... do?!"

But when the Duke did not doubt his connecting portal, a dark stone staff suddenly appeared in Pomona's hand. Taking advantage of the moment when the Duke communicated with the other side of the channel, when the defense was the most relaxed, he suddenly activated it.

In an instant, the huge dark green spherical divine power field swept the two of them into it.

Sudden by this change, the Duke's movements were instantly interrupted, and he was caught off guard by the divine power. The magic power in his body became sluggish for a while, and all kinds of crazy and confused illusions eroded the mental space like a tsunami, making it difficult to maintain a clear mind.

"Are you crazy?... No, that's not right! You are not Pomona at all!? Who are you?"

In shock and anger, a silver twenty-sided crystal on the Duke's chest lit up, and a colorless crystal-like absolute zero-degree ray shot towards him instantly, but before it could touch Pomona's body, it was annihilated by the dark green divine power in the field.

"Have you been discovered?"

Since the goal has been achieved, Pomona no longer hides.

His facial features suddenly melted like a lit candle, and the flesh-colored "wax oil" flowed down his face, revealing a dark, mucus-like face that was slightly undulating like a fluid.

"The Green Flame Priest of the Song Star Esoteric Cult, the agent of the great god's will [Mimic Apostle], greets His Excellency Winter Cold."

The strange and harsh voice that was not like that of a human came from the blurred face of the Mimic Apostle who had returned to his original state.

Although its disguise was very close to the real body, if a ninth-level being carefully distinguished it, it could actually still observe a certain difference. So it needs to be used in this emergency environment so that the Duke has no time to carefully identify it.

"Where is Pomona? What did you do to him?"

After barely adjusting his state, Carrot glared at him.

"Don't worry, he is 'safe' now. Compared with his situation, you might as well feel more of God's grace now."

Looking expressionlessly at the Duke struggling like a flying insect falling into resin, the apostle casually let go of the black stone staff that stored a huge amount of divine power in his hand, allowing it to maintain the existence of the divine power field by itself, and he left the field.

Then, he opened his arms, and the black mucus tentacles flowed out from his body surface, and began to interweave and aggregate in a specific order, gradually forming a three-dimensional weird magic array structure.

Although he knew that the other party's actions would definitely be disadvantageous to him, the Duke had no extra energy to stop him at this moment. The dark green divine power flame in the strange scepter had seriously affected his mental state.

With the apostle's actions, there was no change inside the huge spherical green flame field, but if observed from the outside, it would be found that the entire field was shrinking rapidly.

Finally, the field outside turned into a green light ball the size of a glass marble, suspended in front of the mimic apostle.

"Did it succeed?"

As the plan succeeded, the real Pomona appeared beside him, looking at the green ball in front of him that was still shrinking with some fear.

In fact, at the beginning, it was Pomona himself who was trapped in the green flame, which was the key reason why the Duke did not doubt too much.

Until the last moment, under the cover of the breath of the sudden burst of the dark green divine power flame, the Mimic Apostle exchanged positions with Pomona in the green flame.

"The divine domain can trap him for fifteen days. During this period, all his contacts with the outside world will be completely cut off, and the divine power will distort all predictions about this event.

You need to complete our agreement within fifteen days and come back here to "save" him, Sir [Zero Degree Ice Crystal]."

The dark face turned to Pomona with an expressionless face, and the Mimic Apostle spoke indifferently.

At the same time, the small ball finally disappeared completely in the air.

"Hmph, don't worry, I will do it!"

With a cold snort, Pomona looked at the place where the green ball disappeared, and his figure flashed and disappeared.

...

On the other side, when the Duke fell into the trap, in Pamir Academy, Avis suddenly felt a sense of unrest for no reason.

This feeling came and went quickly, but Avis did not ignore it.

For a prophet, unrest can be big or small, but it basically means that something unfavorable will happen to him.

So he took out various prophecy materials and performed a standard precognitive ritual.

But the result of the ritual showed that everything was normal. It seemed that there was only a small force that was squeezed out by the Black Ring Chamber of Commerce. Because they did not know his true identity, they were preparing to launch a secret attack on him.

Avis was also a little confused about this result.

Being attacked by a small force is indeed a disadvantage, but this level of danger should not make him uneasy.

The affairs of the Black Ring Chamber of Commerce are currently entirely handled by his clone "Raphael". Even if it is attacked, at most this clone will dissipate, which is not a substantial threat to him.

After thinking for a while, Avis decided to change to a simpler but more difficult to interfere with prophecy method.

Using a special magic feather pen, Avis dipped it in the moonlight mercury basin, and then wrote a line of silver Gumani text on a special dragon skin paper.

'Danger is approaching'

After writing, Avis looked at the line of text and saw it slowly change from silver to purple.

This change means that the content of the writing is true and there is indeed some danger.

'My safety is under serious threat'

This time, the color of the text remained unchanged for a long time.

'The people around me are under serious threat'

The text gradually turned purple.