Chapter 197 196: Ancient Contract! Victory death!
The smell of this "priestess" in the bath water of the black robe skeleton?
Ian's neural reaction speed was not enough to circle the earth. He almost realized what the "priestess" in front of him was.
The past of her black robe skeleton! A...goddess! Ian rarely feels panic when encountering things, but after realizing that he faced the truth about the god without warning, he still had a few thrusts in his heart.
"Is this the dangerous ancient times!"
Ian came from an era when the gods were not revealed. To be honest, he really didn't expect that he would encounter a similar scene. For a moment, he only felt bizarre and magic filled his thoughts.
Responded in the face of the little wizard.
The "priestess" raised the bottle of medicine in his hand and shook it gently a few times.
"Are you peeling me off and sucking my bones? Oh, you are so scary. I'm very curious. Does my meat taste delicious?" She could obviously see that it was made of big bones. Finished soup.
However.
Judging from her slightly joking tone, the unknown goddess was not angry. Her nose bridge is high and elegant, adding a bit of three-dimensionality to her entire face. Below are soft and plump lips, with a light color, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth even have a smile that seems to be there or not.
Of course.
Although the "priestess" performed easily, Ian did not dare to let go of his vigilance. He knows many women or girls. If he wants to say what he has learned from it, it must be that women are moody creatures. It is difficult for a normal person to see a woman's true heart from her face, expression and even tone. .
The bad woman, Mr. Morgan, is a very typical example.
The older a woman is, the harder she can think about it.
Not to mention that the "goddess" in front of him is 100% older than Mr. Morgan.
"No, no, no, I'm not that kind of evil person, I've never eaten your meat, I think I can explain what's going on." Ian quickly took a few steps back and posted it directly On the wall.
"It may all start with why I came here..." The little wizard organized the language and prepared to use his specialties, omitting why he had to make big bones into soup, and omitting his frequent pursuit of them He knocked on the cover of the sky with the "black robe skeleton" and only described his beautiful relationship with the "black robe skeleton".
However.
He just said it.
The next moment.
In the blink of an eye, the "priestess" who was standing more than twenty steps away, was "televisioned" to him as before.
"The first element of time travel... Little guy, don't spoil it." The veneer "priestess" raised his slender hand and put his index finger on Ian's lips and made it. A reminder of "silence".
There was still a faint smile on her face. When she whispered softly, her gentle voice was like a music, as if it could soothe all the noise and troubles in the world.
"Uh..."
Ian's eyes were only separated from the "priestess"'s eyes.
He could see clearly that the goddess's eyes were changing constantly, like two distant and mysterious ancient wells, so deep that it seemed to be able to see the essence of all things in the world and the secrets of the soul.
The little wizard who has never been exposed to the gods can be said to be ignorant of the gods.
Maybe.
His worries actually didn't exist. It may not be just Ian's origin, it has been known to this goddess, and even the "misunderstanding" that Ian feels may not exist.
time.
The mortals were blocked.
But it may not be able to stop the gods - Ian didn't know if the goddess knew her own ending, but he found that the representative in his hand holding the wand was linked to the "Black Robe Skeleton" in I don’t know when the contract together has emerged. This alone may have revealed a lot of information to allow the gods in front of me to see.
Just.
Ian couldn't tell from the other party's face how much the other party knew. The only thing he felt relaxed was probably that the emergence of this contract at least meant that he would not be attacked.
The contract to restrict the black robe skeleton will also limit the goddess in front of her.
"Go and make me a basin of warm water?"
Ian spoke in a tentative voice.
"????????"
The goddess who replaced her priestess' identity as a goddess suddenly became calm and elegant, and became astonished and incredible. She seemed to have never expected her to be in front of her. The little wizard is so bold.
The goddess's face showed a little reluctant, but she still gritted her teeth, turned silently and walked out of the underground room, and walked quickly towards the stairs.
Obviously, I want to follow Ian's "order" to deliver water - you use love to give me flesh and blood, and I will drive you for ten thousand years. This is the contract that the black robe skeleton once told Ian. .
The goddess who was the black robe skeleton in the past could not be violated.
Of course.
Ian also knew the principle of staying at the forefront of life, so he also explained loudly why he needed a basin of hot water, mainly to the Priest Ryan who was still in the room.
"This is to cast a spell to test the source of the curse on patient zero. Of course, if the goddess can tell us the truth, all troublesome operations should be saved."
Ian seemed to be crawling on the ground Priest Ryan spoke, but he still deliberately opened his voice and raised his voice to ensure that the "priestess" in the distance could be heard.
Just.
His little abacus did not work successfully. The mysterious goddess must have heard his hint, but the goddess did not turn back and instead accelerated her pace to go up the stairs.
Her back looks a little sulky.
"I might be able to let her take off her body and give it to me, and then bring it back to the future that will touch her skeleton rack, perfectly solving the problem of giving the skeleton rack flesh and blood."
"It's my own flesh and blood. , you can't be rejected and can't get involved, right?" The little wizard stared at the back of the "priestess", and he felt that he was indeed the real genius.
A little emotional value was provided to himself in his heart. Ian looked down at Priest Ryan who did not respond to him. The high priest of the temple was still lying there.
It's not just that there is no response.
And the whole person looks in a bad state.
"Why are you trembling?"
Ian wanted to help Priest Ryan up, but when his hand touched the other person's arm, he obviously felt that the other person's whole body was as if he was electrocuted.
It was as if it was touched by high voltage electricity and it was straightened instantly.
"Please forgive my previous offense, Your Majesty, the infinitely great Majesty..." Priest Ryan's voice was also extremely trembling. He was unwilling to get up and still lay on the ground and his face was against the ground.
Perhaps only the high priest of the temple himself can understand how frightening and horrifying he was in at this moment. His failure to speak does not mean that he did not hear Ian’s conversation with the goddess.
Priest Ryan realized the problem since he discovered that the goddess had arrived. He recalled the name of Ian by the Dream Queen and realized that his judgment might have been absolutely wrong at the beginning. Cassandra may not have been confused about any cognition, but Cassandra is probably the only person with a clear understanding!
The person who seemed to be a child in front of him was actually the incarnation of the god worshipped by the Dream Temple! It is the figure who can also be called a legend among countless mythological stories!
Obnormal avatar!
The Lord of the Dead Country!
The terror that always appears with disasters... all things end!
...
The underground of the temple.
Prince Ryan is crazy about his brain.
At the same time, on the other side of the ancient city of Pompeii, an alchemy shop that serves not only wizards but also ordinary people, a handsome boy is selling the goods in the store. "Ms., this skin care potion must be the best product for you. Although it is not cheap, it must be worth the money and can make your already beautiful face more glorious. ”
"Friend, maybe you just want a potion to treat hair loss, but I think this lovely fragrance is also suitable for you, and your wife and your lover will be intoxicated by you again."
"Oh, If you find the wrong place, we don’t sell black magic props, at least not during the day. "
...
The eleven-year-old boy who came to talk about it only took half a month Time became the leading salesperson in this store, and he seemed to be very adept at such sales.
It is even more popular among store owners in the sale of black magic props.
"You must have done such a job before!"
The skin was blue, and the shop owner who had obviously made magical transformations looked at the sold-out container, and sincerely felt admiration for the poor child labor he had taken in. . "You taught me well. If I remember correctly, I have not officially thanked you for taking in." The young man with perfect etiquette bowed slightly to the shop owner who praised him.
Look humble and polite.
The blue-skinned shop owner patted the boy's shoulder with great joy.
"You will definitely achieve great things in the future. I will teach you well so that you can be as good as me in the future." This is obviously the shop owner painting a big cake for the young man. "I look forward to that day."
The boy smiled at it.
He turned his head and looked at the extremely clear volcano outside the window.
"I don't think that day will be too far."
The boy means something unknown.
Seeing the owner a little stunned. However, the shop owner didn't think much about it. He thought it was the boy who believed his promise, so he happily patted the boy on the shoulder and went back to the inner room to work overtime to make the goods. "What a beautiful world, I will... from now on." The boy likes to look at the volcano in front of the window in his free time. He is the one who travels through a step earlier than Ian. The person who came.
Tom Mavorolidell.
I'm afraid Ian wouldn't have expected that he was hiding in this shop as an ordinary migrant worker.
How to say it.
This is Riddle's easy-to-use part-time job category. He has been here for a while and has been looking for opportunities to use the power of this era to enhance himself.
Planning the time when the end of the world is approaching.
Ridel's heart was full of expectations and longing.
And just as he was observing the volcano.
A group of people wearing bright red robes with runes engraved on their faces walked in. "Outsiders, our leader wants to see you."
No mistakes, one poem, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one bar, one bar, one bar!
The night watchman led by the head spoke seriously at Riddle.
Riddle, who was sitting by the bed, was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face. "Oh? Is that so? That's my honor." Riddle looked gentle and calm, and instead of touching the wand, he stood up and tidied up his robe. "There is not much time left, let's go." He maintained his elegant manners.
The night watchman stared at him, and he returned with a gentle smile.
"Come on."
Several night watchmen wrapped Riddle in the middle and walked out. Riddle, who shrugged, followed the group of night watchmen and walked through narrow streets to a building. In front of a hidden building. There were several guards wearing red armor standing at the door, not wizards, but the long sword in their hands made Riddle look at them several times.
"Good technology."
He commented.
The night vigils were taken into the house. . Riddle walked into the building and found that it was extremely luxuriously arranged, unlike anywhere he had seen in this era before.
"What a luxurious enjoyment."
Ridel saw a petite woman sitting in the center, wearing a silver mask on her face, revealing only a pair of cold and sharp eyes.
After taking Riddle to this room, the other night watchmen retreated.
"You guys who do not belong to this era, what is your purpose for coming to us?" The leader spoke straight to the point, and she pointed to the key title to make Riddle narrow his eyes. "What do you mean? I don't understand." Riddle's face was still calm, showing a slightly confused and just right expression of confusion.
His acting skills are very good.
However.
The leader sneered directly: "Stop pretending, from the moment you stepped into this city, I felt your broken and dark soul."
She obviously He is also a powerful wizard.
"I am just a person who longs to live."
Riddle's face remained unchanged and his eyes were sincere.
"I don't care about your origin, nor about your past... I just need to know whether the abnormal disasters in the city have anything to do with you." The female leader stood up.
"What disaster?"
Ridel was really confused.
"You can't hide anything in front of me." The female leader walked forward, raised his hand, and was about to press Riddle's head. She obviously wanted to take the God-taking thoughts on Riddle.
Riddle certainly would not agree to such an act.
"I will never allow anyone to see my secret." Riddle seemed obedient at first, but his wand was immediately cut out from his cuff after the female leader approached him.
"Souls left the body!"
Riddle wanted to use the Soul-Snatching Curse to control the law enforcement leader in the city.
His plans and performances are very good.
However.
Although the spell was recited very loudly and very powerfully, no light appeared on his wand, which made Riddle's pupils suddenly shrink with some incredible momentum.
"You are such a clumsy black wizard."
The leader of the Night Watch was not surprised at all. She still looked calm and glanced at the wand in Riddle's hand, and said to Riddle. The casting method was dismissively evaluated.
"What's going on!"
Riddle quickly retreated. "Damn it! How could such a thing exist!"
He looked around, his eyes locked on the four stones in the corner of the room. "It seems you are not the most clumsy group." The female leader watched Riddle's behavior, and she knew Riddle could see that magic could not be used in this room.
"If I had said that it was a misunderstanding just now, just to activate the atmosphere, would you believe me?" Riddle swallowed, ready to run away at any time.
It is true that he is the Dark Lord.
But when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, he is still very unconfident.
Seeing the female leader is getting closer and closer.
Ridel's forehead was sweating, and he was eager to speak and fool him. And at this moment, suddenly, the surrounding time and space began to twist, and Riddle looked at all this in amazement.
He found himself sucked into an unknown world by a powerful force. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a dark temple.
"What's going on?"
The sixteen-year-old Riddle lacks the most knowledge and knowledge reserves of magic, otherwise he would not have realized that there is a realm of forbidden demons in this world. Room.
The young and young black demon king looked around vigilantly, and saw a man in a black robe standing in the center of the temple with his back to him. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and released magic to the man in black.
"Avadassoft!"
It's still his specialty. However, what shocked Riddle was that the moment the life-seeking curse touched the man in black, it collapsed like a firework and had no effect.
The man in black robe was still standing there with his back to him. "Impossible! The life-seeking curse cannot be invalid as long as it hits!"
Ridel has been under the second cognitive impact today.
He exclaimed.
At this time, the man in black robe began to turn slowly.
"The life-seeking curse will indeed not fail, but you cannot kill a dead person." The man in the black robe's face hidden under the shadow of the black robe made a hoarse voice.
"Who are you!"
Ridel's wand shines again.
The next moment.
His magic stopped at the brewing stage.
"I am like you... a wizard who is unwilling to die."
The man in black robe uncovered his hood. "Address in later generations, I am your teacher." He showed a snake face that surprised Riddle.
"My name is Haierbo, and I defeated the death... Angel."
The face of the man in black robe.
It was reflected in Riddle's eyes.
Like some kind of mark.
(This chapter ends)