12dz Chapter 356 Victim
Chapter 356 Victim
To Close, Meese's plan was perfect.
Kill Tartarus and end it all.
This magic circle can't change anything.
Avervanxon said coldly: "Once Tartarus successfully casts the spell, the life of the entire Holy Kingdom of Veratis will be transformed into his magic power. Do you know what this means?"
Cross thought for a moment and his expression darkened, "This means that Tartarus is very likely to return to LV8.
It means the complete destruction of the entire Veratis.
It means my loved ones will lose their lives.”
Avervanxon added: "Not only that, Tartarus might be desperate and kill you and Miss. He would rather give up his own life than fulfill his responsibility to resist the Demon King's coalition."
In this thousand-year bet, Avervanxon will definitely win.
But if Tartarus refuses to admit defeat, both sides will be in trouble.
His purpose of joining forces with them to resist the invasion of the demons would fail.
If the original goal cannot be achieved, the gamble loses its meaning.
“Cross, everything we do is for the human race.
I spent half of my energy to construct the barrier and trapped the demons for a thousand years, all for the purpose of training you to become the savior of the human race.
If Tartarus' magic is activated, everything I have done will be in vain, and the human race will eventually be wiped out by the demons."
A thousand years ago, Avervanxen, at his peak condition, was unable to defeat the demon coalition.
Now that he has lost half of his strength, it is impossible for him to be a match for the demons.
He spent a thousand years just to train a helper.
A helper who can go beyond himself.
Cross could understand what Avervanxon meant, but he was still a little confused.
“What we need to do now is to stop Tartarus from activating super-level magic.
I can send people to demolish all the temples at the core of the formation and rescue all the saints of the long-eared tribe.
Wouldn't this be enough to destroy the magic circle? Why must Mis be sacrificed?"
Avervanxon sighed, "I have studied Tartarus' magic circle for a long time. The elves at the center of the circle can only play a supporting role, and are not the key core of the entire magic circle."
In other words, even if all the temples in those towns were demolished and all the saints were rescued, it would not be possible to prevent the magic from being activated.
Cross thought for a moment, "What if we kill Tartarus before he casts his spell?"
Avervanxen still shook his head. "You don't know him. He is a genius magician with quick reactions and can cast spells very quickly. He will definitely be able to complete the spell before he dies. We can't take any risks."
Cross couldn't help but click his tongue. "This doesn't work, and that doesn't work. So what are we going to do?"
Avervanxon said: "We must control his mind and kill him before he can cast the spell."
Hearing this, Cross frowned.
It is not easy to control Tartarus' mind.
Even if such powerful illusions or props exist in the world, no one can guarantee a 100% hit rate.
They only have one chance, and they have to make sure it goes perfectly.
Cross moved his gaze and exchanged a look with Avervanxon.
"It seems that you already have a plan."
He knew what the endgame of that plan was.
Tartarus died, and so did Mith.
The sacrifice of Mith must have been for this plan.
Avervanxon spoke in a low voice with a resolute expression, "We need Mis to voluntarily allow Tartarus to possess him."
Cross was shocked, "What?"
Avervanxon continued to explain, "In this way, both of their souls will exist in Miss's body at the same time.
When Tartarus was about to activate the super-level magic, Miss forcibly took back control of the body, even for a second.
We will take the opportunity to kill Tartarus, and of course, Miss will die as well."
Cross's expression was solemn, and he clenched his fists. "This is the method that can 100% control Tartarus..."
The tones of both men revealed grief, regret and helplessness.
It seemed they had no other choice.
Avervanxon put his hand firmly on Cross's shoulder. "Cross, for your brothers and sisters, for all the citizens of the Holy Kingdom of Veratis, and for the human race, someone must sacrifice."
He continued, "Sacrificing Miss in exchange for a bright future for all humans is the best outcome. Miss's sacrifice will not be in vain."
Cross felt his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts, his head was splitting, and his heart was extremely conflicted.
Memories of Cassius and Shana flashed through his mind like a slide show.
Next came Nobo, and every familiar person, even Wang Wei beside him, began to enter his mind.
Until finally, the young man with black hair like him appeared.
He was a man who was not afraid of power and was thoughtful.
Even if the opponent is a thousand-year-old fox, he can deal with it with ease.
He was a man who could face the beast tide for the sake of millions of people.
Even if the level is only LV3.
He is a man who would do anything for his friends.
Even your own life can be abandoned.
Cross remembered a question he had asked him before.
"If one day, Cassius and Shana encounter the same danger as Lisia, will you also save them without hesitation?"
The man's answer was: "Of course, they are all my friends."
At this moment, Cross's eyes became firm.
He seemed to have made some important decision.
"Mr. Avervanxon, if we are to compete with Tartarus for dominance in the same body, I think I am more suitable."
Hearing his words, Avervanxon couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face behind the mask that no one else could notice.
"Cross, do you mean to sacrifice yourself and be possessed by Tartarus?"
Cross stood up slowly. "I am a LV6 disaster-level magician. Miss is only LV5. He will probably be swallowed by Tartarus directly. If it were me, the success rate of the plan would be higher."
Avervanxon's tone was tangled, "This..."
Cross said firmly: "Miss still has the heart of the devil on him, and I have nothing on me. The best solution is to trap Tartarus in my body."
Despite his persuasion, Afvanxen was still a little hesitant.
"Miss holds the Demon King's Heart and can use faith magic. If she fights against the demons, her upper limit is indeed higher..."
Avervanxen's mumbling to himself made Cross more resolute in his inner thoughts.
"Don't hesitate, Mr. Avervanxon. Sacrificing me is the best choice."
Avervanxon turned his head slowly, his eyes full of reluctance, "But Cross, I want you to survive..."
There was a hint of sadness in Cross's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.
"I want Miss to survive. He will become the greatest enemy of the demons and will take better care of Cassius and Shana than I do."
Avervanxon said seriously, "Have you thought it through, Cross? If you make this decision, you will have no way out."
Cross smiled and nodded, "I've decided. I will fight with Tartarus' soul for the initiative of the body. Maybe his soul will be controlled by me. Then no one will have to die."
Afvanxon was silent for a long time, and patted Cross's shoulder like a father sending his son to the battlefield.
"Is there anything you want to tell Miss? I'll help you convey it."
Cross' eyes turned red. "Tell him to take good care of my brothers and sisters."