Chapter 131 The ceremony begins
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"I'm surprised...how did you get in?"
The person sitting on the Blood Throne suddenly spoke, Ling Xi and the man in black robe quickly blocked Lu Cheng behind him.
Through the firelight of the altar, the three of them were able to see clearly the face raised on the Blood Throne.
"Fang Gu? Why is it you?" Ling Xi was very surprised.
"Where is the Ancient King?"
"I am, or in other words, I am the new Ancient King." Fang Gu stood up.
“The real ancient king has long since disappeared in the years, leaving only an armor robe glued to his skin and the blood throne that can command the kingdom of the undead.”
< br>“Whoever arrives here first will inherit everything from the ancient king!”
"His white palace, the kingdom of the undead he created with his own hands, his endless magic power, his unparalleled wisdom..."
"Come on, shut your mouth." Lu Cheng waved his hand, terrifying The flames hit Fang Gu and burned him on the spot.
The armor that lost its body floated back to the Blood Throne like a ghost.
"This..." Ling Xi couldn't understand the scene in front of her.
“Have you not figured out the situation of the ancient king?” Lu Cheng asked.
"The real ancient king Ying Zheng died two thousand years ago, but his undead magic and obsession with eternal life condensed his remaining soul that had not dissipated at that time and integrated it into this armor. ”
“In other words, the ancient king is, strictly speaking, just a weapon demon spirit, or to be more precise, a weapon undead spirit.”
< br>"Abbreviation: Weapon Spirit."
"The people in Weiju Village have the blood of the ancient king flowing in their bodies, so they will not be attacked by the undead, nor will they be rejected by the evil abyss."
< br>"The so-called descendants of the ancient king are nothing more than the resurrection back-up that Ying Zheng left for himself during his lifetime. They themselves are just a sacrifice."
Ling Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, "You mean, whoever can control this armor can inherit everything from the ancient king?"
"Absolutely." Lu Cheng nodded.
“However, once you put on this thing, you will be integrated with the remnant soul of the ancient king above. Stronger people can insist on retaining their consciousness for a period of time, but they will eventually be defeated by this armor. The robe was swallowed up, and like Fang Gu, it was reduced to a sacrifice."
Hearing this, Ling Xi, who was about to take action, stopped seriously.
The strength of the undead is closely related to the year, not to mention that the ancient king still had five series of forbidden spells during his lifetime. The more powerful the person, the stronger the undead turned into after death. She didn't think she could kill this thing.
It's better to wait until this thing floats into the inner city and swallows those millions of people to revive.
“What if I can order a million dead soldiers to evacuate the ancient capital before being swallowed by this thing?”
A powerful voice suddenly sounded, Lu Cheng and the other three turned around and looked, wearing Zhan Kong in military robes flew up from under the altar.
"Then you will become the savior of the ancient capital." Lu Cheng said with a smile.
Zhankong is also an orthodox descendant of the ancient king, and his high-level cultivation is already considered a body that the ancient king is more than satisfied with. If it is stronger, if it is a super-level, it may even be a forbidden soul. , this remnant soul may not be able to completely control it.
But with high-level cultivation, this state is just right, not too strong, not too weak.
The best choice.
However, as a young master from a cursed family, he must have the means to save his life, especially his soul.
This armor is just a remnant soul now. Even if you want to completely wipe out Zhan Kong’s consciousness, it will take time.
So in the original work, Zhankong only became the ancient king for a while, but he couldn't hold on for much longer. It was precisely because he knew that he was about to be devoured by the ancient king that Zhankong ran to the Holy City. Die.
The ancient king with the consciousness of Zhan Kong still has a living part, but once the part of Zhan Kong is completely devoured and the real ancient king revives, he will be the undead emperor!
For the Undead Emperor, only the dead are its subjects!
Do the dead care whether the living die?
Yes! Of course!
Just as the dead are alien in the eyes of the living, so the living are alien in the eyes of the dead!
For the dead, only the dead are fellow citizens!
"Do you want to wear this armor?" Ling Xi's tone changed subtly.
Su Meng is here, nothing will happen to Lu Cheng, and she naturally doesn’t need to take care of him anymore.
"The ancient capital is in danger..." Zhan Kong stepped forward with a heavy expression.
"Lu Cheng, if I die, I hope you can go to the Tianshan Crack to help me find a person named Qin Yu'er and bring her a message."
"I, Zhan Kong, have never been afraid of anyone in my life, and I have never given up. It's just this time... I can't help her."
"Boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Kong Sora fell to his knees involuntarily.
"Since I'm sorry, let's go down and rest." A strange green light group appeared in Ling Xi's palm at some point.
"Poison..." Zhan Kong's consciousness gradually blurred, and he fell to the ground weakly.
"So easy?" Lu Cheng looked a little strange. Is the young master of the ancestral family so easy to kill?
Although as long as you take the initiative, the ultra-second high-level is just like playing, but it is not so careless, right?
"Easy?" Ling Xi raised an eyebrow.
“This is a method I learned in the previous experiment in Bo City, anesthesia. No matter how many life-saving magic tools he has on him, in this invisible poisonous mist, even the leader of the demons will be stunned. , you have to sleep too.”
With that said, Ling Xi approached Zhan Kong, took out her professional crime dagger, and inserted it into Zhan Kong's heart.
A strange soul aura erupted and Zhan Kong sent it.
Lu Cheng’s eyes twitched slightly.
As expected of Salang from the Black Vatican, the cursed energy contained in this dagger will hurt him for a while, let alone a high-level mage!
As for the protective magic equipment on Zhan Kong, no matter how powerful the magic equipment is, you have to activate it to be useful.
It’s not like everyone has a magic weapon with the function of automatically protecting the master. There are only a few of them in the entire magical world?
“The ceremony is ready, you can start.”
Daolong’s voice suddenly sounded in Lu Cheng’s mind.
“What are you doing?”
Seeing Lu Cheng approaching the armored robe again, Ling Xi and the man in black robe quickly blocked him.
"You two, I'm very busy now, please get out of my way."
Lu Cheng's eyes burst into red light, and he spoke a hoarse devilish voice.
“Okay?”
“……”
……
"Why is there no movement?"
In the outside world, under the organization of the mages, everyone in the city began to pray as Daolong ordered, but nearly half an hour passed without any movement. .
“Are you playing a trick on us?” A hunting king from the Hunter Alliance asked doubtfully.
Daolong didn't bother to look at him, "Why there is no movement, you yourself know."
"I have said it, be sincere, look at you, don't say what's in your heart, it's all on your face No respect at all.”
"What do you think you are doing?"
"What you are calling is a demon! Not a summoned beast!"
It's strange, even if the energy of faith is not enough, Lu Cheng should start to devour it now My soul is gone, why is there no movement?
What is he waiting for?
Time passed minute by minute, and the whole city echoed with various words of praise and prayer, but the summoning circle on the ground did not produce any reaction as Daolong said. .
Gradually, some people began to suspect.
“Are we... deceived?”
“Could it be that the mages have already quietly escaped for their lives?”
“…”
As soon as these words came out, the people who were praying immediately reacted.
There was no sound of fighting, not even the light of magic flickered, the ancient capital was pitch black!
Those senior mages, could they really abandon them and run for their lives?
At this moment, the special barrier that originally enveloped the golden barrier suddenly began to dissipate, and heavy rain fell in again.
At the same time, rays of magical light began to light up from the west of the ancient capital.
"What's going on?" Han Ji asked doubtfully.
"President, several senior officials did not want to sit still and wait for death, so they called on their mages to break out." The guard mages quickly came to report.
Han Ji looked at Daolong, "What's going on with the barrier?"
"When too many people inside want to get out, the barrier will automatically disappear, and there will be no escape. Come on." Daolong opened one eye.
“Didn’t I tell you?”
“…”
Everyone looked stiff.
When did you say that? !
(End of this chapter)