Chapter 160 The Bringer of Natural Disaster
A cluster of blue ghost fire shines.
Xiao En's slender and tall figure stood quietly in the center of the ritual circle. Countless knowledge turned into silver runes in his palms, surrounded by deep darkness, as if he had fallen into a silent and traceless world. In the black hole. In the deepest part of the darkness, a pair of ethereal eyes stared at him quietly. As Xiao En's strength increased, the repulsive force of the plane laws he felt became stronger and stronger, and the incomplete laws of the real country could no longer accommodate his existence.
Xiao En ignored the dense eyes that appeared in the darkness around him. They were observers and spies of the spiritual world. In the past, when he mobilized the power of the spiritual world, it was like a pebble falling into the lake. But now he was like a huge boulder dropped into the lake. Unless he could cover his traces, he would be destined to attract these peepers from the spirit world, who were usually harmless.
I don’t know how long it took.
The ritual arranged by Xiao En finally received a response, and a calm female voice sounded in his ears: "I know."
"Just let it go and do it."
Since E After Meng opened the rift to other crystal wall universes, it became increasingly difficult for Xiao En to contact Ms. Hecate. Almost every time, Ms. Hecate would respond only after he left a message through the sacrifice ceremony. Today, he also waited for nearly half an hour.
Xiao En didn’t know what the teacher was doing, but he knew that the teacher was often so busy that he didn’t even have time to respond to the sacrifice ceremony.
"Is the teacher preparing for the ceremony of conferring gods?"
What Eamon did not only shattered the peace of the real country, but even the hypocritical peace between the demigods has disappeared. If the power of the law of death is to be united again, some superior demigods must become history. of dust.
In the past, many destiny were divided into death, but now the scattered authority of death needs to reshape the only one.
Xiao En's figure slowly turned around. He gently stretched out his hand and wiped away the traces of the ceremony on the ground.
Facing a demigod-level existence, he didn't have much chance of winning, but since the teacher asked him to let it go, it meant that Ms. Hecate would deal with the demigod-level enemies personally. Xiao En now only needs to consider facing the Destiny Legends in the Dagon region. He has always been curious about the strength of those Destiny Legends that rely on blood inheritance.
I hope you won’t disappoint him!
The Horne family is famous for being good at conjuring. Every generation of their family will have a destined legendary warlock. Logically speaking, this is impossible. After all, the descendants are uneven, and not every generation can realize the destiny. However, they seem to have a very unique inheritance method, which allows the descendants of the continuation of the bloodline to inherit the destiny of the previous generation. The legendary law, that is to say, the same 'proof of destiny', is passed down from generation to generation.
There must be some price to pay, otherwise the blood inheritance of the Warlock family would not be so difficult.
Ring the city.
As a secret door opened, Akdina Du'a's figure appeared. Her complexion seemed to have recovered a lot. She lowered her head slightly and said, "Lord Xiao En."
As a high-level adventurer in Abyss City, her strength far exceeds that of people in the real world, and her combat effectiveness is almost the same as that of a Death Patroller. If we follow the analogy of the Faerun plane, Akdina Du'u is an adventurer who hangs out in the bottomless abyss, while the transcendent in the real country is equivalent to the main material plane in peacetime. Even she would be tricked silently, and there probably weren't many people in the entire ringed city who could remain sober and sane.
Xiao En still doesn't know where the source of the pollution is, but there must be a dark sacrificial ritual arranged around the city.
Xiao En glanced at her lightly and said, "Are you awake?"
Akdina Du'a nodded slightly, looking remorseful and said: "I let Master Xiao En down. "
Xiao En calmly shook his head and said: "This is not something you can interfere with. It is not surprising to be accidentally attacked. "
The rogue path is not good at will. If there is a martial arts. It is not easy for high-level extraordinary beings in the monk path to be attacked. Warriors are strong because of their physical strength, while rogues are good at reflection and dodge. The talents of each professional path are different.
He said calmly: "What happened to the identity I asked you to prepare?"
Akdina Du'a respectfully said: "My lord, it has been arranged."
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“According to the tradition of the Dagon region, you must first pass the bloodline certification ceremony before you can be recognized by the guardian family.”
Bloodline.
In the eyes of high-level spellcasters, it is not difficult to change bloodlines. If you want, you can even change any bloodline from dragons, elves, monsters, etc. Some taboo evil objects and monsters were created by crazy mages using the blood of various creatures.
Xiao En has an easier way to pass the bloodline certification ceremony, which is the 9-level assimilation technique, which can directly absorb and digest the target completely.
This evil psychic spell is no different from 'cannibalism'.
Xiao En turned his head and looked at the black spire in the distance, and said calmly: "Then prepare for action."
"Convene the Disaster Envoy Group."
"Let the Holy Terra Church in Abyss City also send a war group, and someone will arrange for them to sneak into the real country secretly."
The Holy Terra Church has been preaching in Abyss City for so long, and it is time to show off. Well, the real country is the most suitable place for the development of Holy Terra Church. After all, Abyss City only has such a large population, and the believers who are easier to develop are almost finished.
There are currently more than 3,000 believers in the Holy Terra Church, all of whom are extraordinary people from Abyss City. The church is expanding at a rate that is almost comparable to that of cultists.
Of course, there are very few high-level extraordinary beings among them, and most of them are mid- to low-level extraordinary beings.
Akdina Du Nuo bowed her head respectfully and said: "Yes. Sir Xiao En."
The day passed quickly.
At noon the next day, a large luxury motorcade arrived around the city, which also caused a ripple in the lifeless city. The residents with numb expressions looked up. In the black carriage in front, behind the lame coachman, there is a pair of extremely beautiful sisters. They are tall and slender, with three-dimensional facial features, slightly sunken eye sockets, high nose bridge, blue eyes and blond hair. They seem to be a bit like Highlanders. In terms of bloodline, most Highlanders have light brown skin, but their skin is extremely fair. Not surprisingly, they must have noble ancestry.
Looking at their dressing, they look a bit like personal maids. Anyone who can have such a pair of beautiful sisters as personal maids must be rich or noble.
Under the sun.
A young servant opened the door, and then a graceful and charming lady in a white palace dress stepped out of the carriage. Her snow-white and towering breasts seemed to shine with the luster of milk in the sun, and she was bright and huge. The ruby necklace is extremely eye-catching, and the charm that this beautiful woman exudes silently makes the lazy beggars on the roadside widen their eyes greedily.
There is an advantage to beautiful women. As long as they are beautiful enough, they will not be too attractive if they are promoted to the succubus branch of the devil path.
After incorporating the extraordinary essence of the succubus path, Lady Yvonne’s originally beautiful appearance became even more alluring. (Charm +2)
"Young Master."
A pair of beautiful and tall sisters greeted them outside the carriage, and soon a handsome young man with a cane came down. He had handsome features, a tall and slender figure, and was dressed in a well-made black suit. He seemed incompatible with everything around him. His eyes were frivolous, with a hint of cynicism. He glanced around casually and said, "Let's go."
This luxurious motorcade had more than a dozen servants, carrying boxes of various sizes, and entered a villa with a courtyard and attic under the gaze of many passers-by.
Wayne Clark.
This declining guardian family is known for its bohemian ways and once had many illegitimate children, but unfortunately these illegitimate children did not inherit the powerful warlock bloodline. The identity played by Xiao En belongs to the blood branch of this family. This person really exists and is a promoted warlock, but he has been dead for some time.
In the end, he failed to escape the blood curse of his family, and he completely lost control not long after his promotion.
A nobleman from out of town did not cause much trouble in Huancheng, but as a gentle old butler handed over invitations to nearby noble families, some people in Huancheng soon realized This surname is not simple. Night falls.
In Xiao En's room, a breeze suddenly blew, and then at the door of the villa, a ball of flying yellow sand slowly flowed into it. The tiny gravel circled in the garden, and all the servants passing by They all fell asleep automatically, and it cautiously approached the balcony on the third floor, and then wisps of fine sand seeped in along the gaps in the window.
Like an hourglass, the gravel soon piled up into a hill. In the breeze, it regrouped and turned into a figure covered with bandages. His body was slightly stooped, and his exposed arms looked like mummies. , the dark red eyes looked extremely evil, and the whole person was basically like a mummy.
Xiao En slowly opened his eyes, he stood up slowly and said: "Saxony - Son of the Desert"
"You are here."
The mummy stared In front of Xiao En, his dark red eyes were like evil spirits, and he hesitated and said: "President, have you changed your body again?"
Xiao En was noncommittal and said calmly: "This is not what you should ask."
This mummy is a member of the Natural Disaster Messenger Group. He is close to the legendary monster and is a transcendent. He can create drought, control gravel, The insect swarm spreads the plague and is a half-elemental, half-undead life form. Its body is a mummy. He said in a hoarse voice: "I heard rumors recently. Some people said that the president has left this country."
Xiao En smiled slightly, a wisp of purgatory flame burning in his pupils, and said lightly: "Do you suspect that I am fake?"
Eamon's true name law emerged, and the aura of the three paths of purgatory shrouded it. the whole room.
The mummy took half a step back in fear, its whole body trembling slightly, lowered its head and said respectfully: "I don't dare. I'm just curious about the rumors. Does the president have any new plans?"
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Xiao En said coldly: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."
The Natural Disaster Envoys are Eamon's remaining team. Although Xiao En has Eamon's True Name Law, these people are not easy to control. , most of them are extraordinary people of the monster path, and their strength is far beyond that of ordinary people. The Natural Disaster Messenger Group is a double-edged sword, and Eamon uses them to disrupt the real country.
The strength of this Scourge Chapter far exceeds that of other members of the Priory, and their life forms are also different.
Xiao En stared at the mummy in front of him and said softly: "Has everyone else arrived?"
The mummy said respectfully: "Here we are."
Xiao En frowned and said: "Why are you the only one here?"
The mummy whispered: "They are afraid of disturbing the president's rest."
Xiao En snorted coldly when he heard this. With a sound, he gently raised his finger, and a secret rune flew out.
A piece of swirling yellow sand condensed in the palm of the mummy's palm. The moment he caught it, his whole body was shaken. The bandages on the surface of his body shattered and turned into countless tiny gravels. Then the gravels flew and condensed again. , and turned into a bandage wrapped around his body.
Xiao En said lightly: "This is your mission, step back."
The mummy nodded respectfully, and soon the figure turned into a swirling sandstorm and flew out from the balcony.
Not a grain of sand was left in the whole room, those gravels were all part of its body.
Ring City, outer city area.
A howling wind sounded, and the mummy's figure fell to the ground and emerged in the dust.
In the darkness, a enchanting female voice sounded: "Have you met the president?"
"Is it him?"
A pale woman's face emerged from the shadows. Her features were extremely delicate and charming. Except for her bright red lips, her skin was so pale that no trace of blood could be seen. This woman slowly walked out of the darkness, without a shadow in the moonlight.
The mummy remained silent until two burning soul fires appeared in the darkness, and then he said lightly: "I don't know."
"But he makes me scared. ”
Da da da.
Amidst the faint sound of horse hooves, a knight in black armor slowly walked out. He held his head in his hands and said solemnly: "Since I am not sure, then he is the president."
" Where is the new order? "
The mummy raised his palm, and a mysterious mark glowed.
The knight in black armor stretched out his palm wearing a steel arm guard, and the sharp thorns were shining with cold light. He reached out and took the secret mark, and was silent for a moment. The head he was dragging with his right hand had a hoarse voice. Said: "Let's go."
"Split up."
"When I first arrived, I felt that the city was enveloped in a dark blood ritual. As expected, the ritual should have been about to start."
"The president's patience is not good."
< br>The shadowless and enchanting woman raised her eyebrows with a playful expression: "I heard that all the people in the Doomsday Circus died during the last operation."
"Do you think we will all die? Here?”
The black-armored knight turned around expressionlessly, and a nightmare appeared in the darkness, following his figure and walking away, seemingly not paying attention to the woman.
The mummy hesitated for a moment, hesitated to speak, and finally dissipated into a swirling wind of sand.
On the spot, only the charming woman snorted coldly, looked at the black spire in the distance, and whispered: "There is the atmosphere of the old days here."
"We They may all die here."
"If he is the president, I am willing to give everything, but what if he is not..."
In the darkness.
The scream of nightmare sounded.
The headless knight's deep voice came from afar: "If you can't prove that he is not the president, then he is the president."
"The Disaster Envoys exist because of him, and also because of him. Exist for him”
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(End of this chapter)