Chapter 80 The Flame of Heavenly Tribulation
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"Cat tail?" Lingling looked strange.
"This is the first time I've heard of such a summoned creature."
Obedient, but not completely obedient, autonomous, but not completely autonomous.
He would even fight with the host Caesar!
"So whether they'll bite you or not, I really don't know." Caesar shrugged.
Most of the time, he can't control his twin dragons, just like a cat can't control its tail most of the time, and doesn't even know it exists.
"Has anyone been bitten by them?" Lingling asked.
"Or, has anyone touched it?"
"This..." Caesar thought for a moment.
"Xinxia and Yumian have touched the white dragon and were not bitten. Tang Yue has touched it and was not bitten. Before, Ai Tutu wanted to touch the black dragon's head and was almost bitten. Others have not touched it yet. I don't know. .”
Lingling pointed to Far, who was not far away, "Where is she?"
"She didn't touch the dragon's head, she touched mine," Caesar said.
Lingling looked strange, "touch your head?"
A boy's head seems to be like a girl's butt, so you can't touch it casually, right?
"If I don't let her touch my head, she's going to spank me," Caesar said.
"Which one do you think is more acceptable, a touch on the head or a spanking?"
"The lesser of two evils."
"Then why did she spank you?" Lingling asked confused.
"Because I took advantage of her," Caesar said.
"..."
Lingling's eyes twitched slightly, "Didn't you do it yourself?"
"I did it myself, what's wrong?" Caesar said confidently.
"Any questions?"
"..." Lingling.
"No, no problem."
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The next day, after resting, everyone set out again.
With Ding Yumian, a powerful psychic mage, there was no danger along the way.
If I have to say it, Farr's face is not very good.
Although Farr indulged Caesar and kept Ding Yumian by his side, Farr always objected to Ding Yumian's use of psychic magic.
Because of Ding Yumian's death talent, her spiritual magic is a slave to magic. The more she uses it, the greater the impact.
Therefore, sealing is the best way to deal with the victims.
If you kill one, the next one will be born soon, but if you seal it, there will be no problems for at least the next hundred years.
"Are you so angry?" Caesar complained.
Far frowned slightly, "I don't want to discuss this with you."
"But you really don't have to," Caesar said.
"If you want to talk about influence, the influence of black magic is greater."
There can only be one victim at a time, but black magic is played by a lot of people around the world.
The death talent will only trigger the anger and counterattack of these magics in the magic plane, but black magic is digging its own grave!
Everyone who practices black magic is sacrificing power to the King of Darkness.
Some people always say that the Dark King has no interest in their world and that black magic is not dangerous.
But such self-deception can only coax children. The growth of black magic has only taken more than a hundred years, which is similar to that of light magic among elemental magic.
Because black magic is becoming more and more out of control, the Holy City cannot suppress it, so it can only open up part of its knowledge of light magic, catalyzing light magic in elemental magic, and vigorously promoting it to combat the proliferation of black magic.
However, in just over a hundred years, the dark plane has become closer and closer to their world, and there are more and more dark creatures in this world.
The Dark King really has no interest in this world, but they are very interested in humans practicing black magic and sacrificing magic energy.
The Dark King, who released the fallen angels hundreds of years ago and led the black magicians to war with the Holy City, wanted to break into the magic plane and turn humans into livestock-like existences.
After all, how can a small household compare with professional farming?
Moreover, in today's black magic, magicians practice and sacrifice dark magic energy, and the Dark King gives black magicians powerful black magic power.
Belongs to exchange.
The Dark King pays.
At first, the Dark King was indeed interested in this kind of deal.
But as time passed, the Dark Kings suddenly reacted.
Why should I give?
Why must humans be given powerful black magic power in order for humans to sacrifice dark magic energy?
damn it!
Can't humans just be allowed to sacrifice directly?
Can't we enslave all mankind to practice dark magic?
Isn’t it good to just raise pigs to have abortions?
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The Shadowborn King was the first to have this idea. Therefore, he led the war between the Holy City and black magic hundreds of years ago. First, he sent black magicians to conflict with the Holy City, and then created fallen angels. Lead the black magicians to fight against the Holy City!
First, beat the holy city that suppresses black magic until it can't take care of itself, and then start to promote the power of black magic.
As a result, black magic began to spread, and it has even become one of the orthodox magic systems now.
But this is just the beginning. When the dark magic energy sacrificed by humans is enough to support the opening of the gate of hell for a long time, the dark kings will no longer need any black magic transactions.
If the great sage Wen Tai had not gone to the dark hell to block the door, the future of human magic civilization would have been to dig its own grave.
Moreover, many high-level human beings know the nature of black magic, but they just don’t care.
after?
I'll be dead in the future, why do I care so much?
"I don't understand, why do you like to meddle in other people's business so much?" Caesar said.
"They insist on committing suicide, so just do it."
"You think we want to take care of it?" Farr said speechlessly.
Caesar was stunned, "Oh, yes, you have an ancestor who likes to meddle in other people's business."
Heavenly Father is a nosy person, just like Wentai.
The human world exists because of these nosy people, but instead of thanking them, humans think they are redundant.
Fortunately, he doesn't like to meddle.
He just mind his own business.
"Fuck! The fire is coming!"
Zhao Manyan, who was walking in front, suddenly shouted.
Looking up, I saw a red line of fire coming from the horizon, getting higher and higher like a mountain. Even though it was still several kilometers away, it made people feel thirsty.
"Run!!"
Mo Fan was the first to turn his head, but he found that except for the few who opened the way, no one else had any intention of running away.
"Why are you still standing there? If that thing gets burned, we will all be dead!"
"Really?" Caesar raised his hand, and a thick semicircular colorless wall instantly formed, blocking the path of the fire.
Mo Fan's eyes twitched slightly, "Are you sure you can block it?"
"Not sure." Caesar shrugged.
"Let's try it."
"Then what if it can't be stopped?" Mo Fan said.
Caesar thought for a while and said, "What you say will be burned to ashes, right?"
Mo Fan’s eyes twitched wildly.
What do you mean by your aloof attitude?
Can't that fire burn you? !
(End of chapter)