Chapter 161 Artifact - Pot of Greed! Crazy wind elemental demigod
Black Spire.
On the swirling obsidian stairs, a figure in a gray cloak is slowly advancing. The eternal flames along the way light up one after another, and the shimmering light illuminates the surrounding darkness. This figure stopped in front of the heavy door. Her drooped hood revealed a bright side face. As her white palm gently pressed on the door, the six-meter-high door slowly opened. She walked into the spacious hall step by step, lowered her head, knelt down respectfully and said, "Father."
The firelight in the hall suddenly flickered, and a black whirlwind circled on the dome. It flew around the woman in a circle, making strange whispers, and finally rushed to the throne at the top.
On the throne.
An extremely fat figure slowly raised his head. His old face was covered with dark brown spots, which seemed to be precipitated age spots or grown-out corpse spots. His saggy face dropped to his chin, and his thick neck There was thick fat underneath, and the several-meter-wide throne could barely accommodate his body. There was a hanging belly on both sides of the throne. His skin was pale and bloodless, with many dark or light age spots on the surface.
This old figure held a strange blue pottery pot in his arms, with an exaggerated smiling face printed on it. It was not a human face but a face of a monster. He slowly opened it after hearing the words. With his eyes looking down at the kneeling woman in the empty hall, he said in a lazy voice: "It's Medea."
"What's the matter?"
The one kneeling in front of the throne The woman lowered her head and said, "Today, a man named Wayne Clark came to Ring City."
Huh?
After hearing his daughter's words, the fat old man on the throne sat up straight with difficulty. His eyes were dark and he said in a deep voice: "Does the Clark family have any direct heirs?"
Mitya shook his head and said: "Yes. No more."
"But he is a promoted transcendent. He returned to Huancheng this time to get back the ancient things from his ancestors."
The fat man on the throne. The old man let out a weird laugh and said lightly: "If he wants it, then you can take him to the Gate of Silence. It just so happens that he hasn't had enough to eat yet."
The woman kneeling on the ground Respectfully: "Yes. Father."
The fat and old figure sat up straight, stared at the woman below with a faint gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Have you not caught those few fish that slipped through the crow's nest?"
Mitya's The figure trembled slightly, and said with a panicked expression: "Father."
"They seem to have some special sealed objects in their hands, and we cannot use prophecy to lock their positions."
The old figure He said angrily: "Trash!"
"Get rid of them as soon as possible. There must be no accidents in my promotion ceremony!"
Medea lowered her head tremblingly, and said in a panicked voice: "Yes. Father."
On the throne, the old figure lay down again, leaning his fat body on the chair, holding a cup in his hand. Holding the blue pottery pot, she stroked it gently and said, "Step back."
"Yes." The woman stood up respectfully and exited the hall.
The moment the heavy door closed, a faint cold light appeared in her eyes, and the respect and fear at the beginning was no longer the same.
"The old guy can't wait any longer!..."
A faint whisper sounded directly in Medea's mind, and it seemed to be gloating: "I can feel that his life, soul, and body are decaying."
"He I can't wait to be promoted, even at the expense of the lambs of this land."
"It's time for you to take action."
Media's eyes were dark, and she turned towards Black. Walking up the stairs, under the tall figure, the shadow took on the shape of a cloud of smoke. Her cold response sounded in her mind: "But the pot of greed is still in his hand, and we have no chance of winning."
< br>The strange whisper sounded again: "There is nothing more than a sealed and crazy djinn demigod, not the real old days at all."
"Are you frightened by the old man?"
"Is it because he killed three of his sons in one day? Are you afraid that he will also drain the power of your blood?"
< br>"You have obeyed him for so long that you have almost lost the courage to resist."
Mitya's expression showed a hint of irritation, and she whispered: "Shut up. If you want to take action, then do it Send someone over.”
“Where is your master?”
"Why don't you come face to face with the old guy? Is he also afraid of the power of the Pot of Greed?"
The strange whisper chuckled and whispered: "The master will come. But not now, He There are more important things to do."
Mitya was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Are you waiting for the dark blood sacrifice?"
"Waiting for the old thing to control it. Don't control the greed in your heart, wait for him to start the promotion ceremony at the expense of his own people, and then you will come to harvest all the fruits."
"You want everything here, but you dare not bear the consequences. .”
Her shadow turned into black mist and squirmed, and finally condensed into a ghost-like form. It came close to the woman's ear and whispered: "Aren't you the same? Ms. Medea."
" I can smell your ambition with my eyes closed. Why are you still safe despite the death of so many of his children? "
"Don't tell me that you were forced to do so?"
< br>“We will take what is ours to take.”
“According to the contract, you will inherit the rights to this land and you will become the new ruler.”
Medea took a deep breath, suppressed her anger and said: "But this is different from our original contract. Once the dark blood sacrifice is started, there will only be a bunch of dead people left in this land."
A chuckle echoed, and the ghost whispered: "Then you can at least become the Banshee King."
"Embrace death."
"You will be more powerful than you are now!"
Mitya's figure stopped in the corridor of the black spire. Her eyes stared at the city below her feet, her expression showing a trace of struggle. The remaining human side made her unable to accept all this, but her rational side He also told her that she had no ability to change all of this, and that only by obeying the demigod could she seek the best interests for herself.
At the beginning of everything, she just wanted to use external forces to eliminate competitors. After all, only one person in the Guardian family can inherit the inherited law of destiny.
But as the situation develops, everything is gradually beyond her control.
The demigods who are above us.
They sat back and watched as their father fell into decadence and indulged in greed and pleasure step by step. They even secretly contributed to the situation and sent the demigod's promotion ceremony into his hands. In Medea's memory, her father was a wise and wise lord. It was he who developed Ring City into the most prosperous city in Dagon. It was also he who spread the glory of his family and became the most powerful one. The guardian family.
But everything has changed since he started to age.
The blood curse of the Guardian family made him more and more painful. He was afraid of death and aging. He began to use every means to maintain his own strength, and even began to secretly use the blood of family members to maintain his youthful vitality. But he is not a destiny legend who relies on his own promotion. The Guardian family inherits not only strength but also blood curse. Even if he drains the blood of his three sons, he is still decaying bit by bit, from soul to body. The flesh had a stench of decay.
These people want to die themselves, to embrace death.
It was only then that Medea discovered that she had trusted those lichs on the path of death. They did fulfill their promises in the contract, but they achieved it in another way.
She doesn’t want to die yet.
The dead will lose too much, but the old guy can't wait. He thought that Medea didn't know that the last step of the dark blood sacrifice was to sacrifice his own children, but in fact she had already seen the promotion. Ritual scroll.
It was a very evil ritual that concentrated the blood of the entire family into one person.
"The fate of the old guy has been doomed a long time ago." The ghost whispered with a hint of ridicule: "He inherited the power of the Destiny Clan, but he is cowardly and lazy, sitting back and watching this land step by step Contaminated by the past, he longs for immortality, but he does not dare to challenge the heirs of the past to obtain the source of immortality."
"Knowing that he can sustain himself with the life of a blood descendant. After gaining strength and life, he did not hesitate to execute three sons who threatened his status."
"Anyway, he has many descendants, and the death of a few is nothing."
"The demigod's promotion ceremony was indeed sent to him by us, but in the end it was he who decided to sacrifice this city. The people here are regarded by him as his wealth. Since it is his wealth, what does he want to do? You can spend any amount."
"The ceremony is about to start."
"Ms. Media, it's time for you to make a choice."
The master is very greedy.
Not only does he want the law of death condensed in this land, he also wants to subdue a banshee king with the potential of destiny. She must actively embrace death in order to become the master's dependent family.
This is a letter of nomination.
As long as Mitya makes a choice, there will be no turning back.
The master will help the old guy complete the dark ritual, because only demigods are qualified to become a sacrifice to another demigod.
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One by one soul crystals are arranged on the left and right sides of the formation.
Xiao En stood in front of the figure made of ice and snow. He raised his finger and swiped lightly, and a strand of hair fell down and merged directly into the body of the figure. He began to extract the power from the soul crystal to replace the soul consumed by his spell. With the power and a flurry of magical aura, the ice and snow figure gradually came to life, and finally an identical Xiao En appeared in front of him.
——Simulacra!
This created avatar possesses approximately 60% of the strength of Xiao En's original body. If you want to further enhance the avatar's strength, you must rely on the power of the laws of a specific field.
The situation around the city is worse than Xiao En expected.
He sensed at least three super large dark rituals here. The consciousness of the people in this land has long been secretly distorted. They are gradually decaying and transforming into dark rituals bit by bit. nutrient.
From body to soul, they have entered the ritual stomach and are being digested bit by bit.
Xiao En currently has three forces at his disposal. The first is his own team, the Holy Church of Terra in Abyss City, but it will take some time for the war team to sneak into the real world. The second branch is the Gray Whispering Priory left to him by Amon, but currently only the Scourgebringers are active in the Dagon region. The third branch is Ms. Hecate’s secular church, but their headquarters is in Dorne City, and it will also take time for those people to transfer there.
The most important thing for him now is to buy time, find a way to find the dark ritual around the city, and delay the time when the ritual breaks out.
This level of dark ritual is almost impossible to completely prevent.
Under night.
Xiao En's virtual clone quietly left the villa area. Now he can only create a clone. When the main body cannot act rashly, he must rely on the clone to test the enemy. It is impossible for such a large-scale dark ritual to leave no trace at all. The most obvious characteristics of the residents in the outer city are numbness and laziness, while most of the nobles in the inner city are greedy and gluttonous. These are two different domain laws, and the rituals initiated have extremely stringent requirements. Among the many desires, appetite is relatively easy to satisfy.
The poor in the outer city are as skinny as wood, while the nobles in the inner city are as fat as pigs.
This ceremony is not simple.
“If you want to stop the mastermind’s plan, you must either find the source and destroy the city’s dark ritual.”
“Or use another dark ritual to interrupt their spellcasting process.”
Xiao En is now racing against time. He has sent a group of natural disaster envoys to find the source of the dark ritual, and he is preparing to arrange a super large dark ritual to break the already dead atmosphere in the surrounding city.
“With my current ability, there are not many dark rituals that I can arrange. If I want to break this stagnant situation, I must take strong medicine!”
Xiao En closed his eyes and meditated. for a long time.
When he slowly opened his eyes, he had already thought of what ritual he should use to destroy the other party's plan.
——Abyss Ceremony.
What the other party arranged should be a blood sacrifice ceremony in a dark ritual, which distorts the cognitive consciousness of the entire city's residents to achieve certain specific elements. This process is like raising gu. In the process of continuous distortion of cognition, part of People will turn into Gu insects, and in the end they will be the most suitable ritual sacrifices. Take 'Gluttony' as an example. Those nobles who reflect the appearance of pig-headed bodies are the embodiment of greedy desires. Their souls are already formed Gu insects. As long as the ritual is activated, they can be used as materials for blood sacrifices at any time.
But Xiao En is still unable to know the real core blood sacrifice material.
It is difficult for Xiao En to rearrange a ritual now. He does not have enough time to cultivate the 'elements', so he must use the existing resources, the domain laws that have enveloped the city. Such a large-scale sacrificial ceremony has reached the threshold of being promoted to a demigod. The evil god does not need to slowly develop followers like the righteous god. As long as the ceremony is successfully launched, these people will be contaminated and assimilated by him.
The propagation of faith by righteous gods is generally through influence. Evil gods can come in any way, coerce, induce, corrupt, or even directly refine their souls. The dead will automatically transform into petitioners.
As long as the ritual arranged here is successfully launched, the soul can be collected into the ‘Ten Thousand Soul Banner’ (God’s Kingdom) at any time.
These people have been corrupted.
It is extremely difficult to influence them with concepts such as light, justice, kindness, etc. Xiao En does not have corresponding domain laws, so it is almost impossible to do so.
Unless he has a powerful sealed object like the 'Light of Heaven Mountain' in his hand.
"Then we can only corrupt them again!"
——"Chaos Prologue [Dark Ceremony]: You stir up disputes in the secret, and turn the chaotic thoughts deep in people's hearts Ignite, within the scope of the ritual, all creatures must pass a Will save, otherwise their behavior will unknowingly deviate towards the realm of [Chaos], and their behavior will be full of unpredictability, some The suppressed thoughts in the heart will also flow out. Within the scope of the ritual, the alignment tendencies of all creatures will shift, and their behavior will become bolder and chaotic. Some creatures that are biased towards evil will be transformed into the [Chaotic Evil] alignment."
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[These ritual targets transformed into the chaotic evil camp will become the sacrifices in the next dark festival. Their inner desires and ambitions will be geometrically magnified, and eventually they will be twisted into the devil's mind bit by bit. 】
The minds of many people in Huancheng have been distorted, so let’s try ‘fighting fire with fire’.
There is nothing more suitable for causing destruction than the laws of the devil's domain. The residents here are like lambs on the altar. As long as Xiao En's ritual is activated, the sheep will run wild. Demons are the most uncontrollable creatures. Demons will backstab superiors with plans and conspiracies, while demons will backstab whenever they feel there is an opportunity.
Most of the nobles in the ringed city are from the evil camp. As long as they transform into chaotic evil, they will become sacrifices in the abyss ritual, which means they will riot or even start a rebellion. If some extraordinary people suddenly wake up and realize that they have unknowingly become the sacrifices of the ritual, I am afraid that they will immediately jump over the wall and fight to the death.
The group of ‘lambs to be slaughtered’ turned into ‘rampant lambs’.
Along with the chaos, Xiao En's opportunity comes.
Any action he takes will not expose himself easily. Whoever arranges the ceremony will come out to clean up the mess. Xiao En is only responsible for flipping the table. No matter what domain laws the other party wants to condense through the ritual, as long as he is exposed to [chaos], he will only become more crazy. The blood sacrifice ritual can no longer be perfect.
It is very likely that someone in Ring City has obtained the legendary ‘Pot of Greed’.
This thing is a 'wishing lamp' without any restrictions. You can use the 9-level 'wishing spell' unlimitedly. However, as the price of all this, you will become more and more dependent on its power. You You will become extremely greedy and lazy, and your various desires will gradually enlarge. At first, all your requirements will be satisfied by the Pot of Greed, but later, the power of the 9-ring wishing spell will not be able to satisfy you, and you will become one by one. The point is engulfed by inflated desire.
Finally, it will eat you directly after you are completely decayed.
In fact, even before you are completely corrupted, as your greedy desires expand more and more, the pot of greed will eat your soul bit by bit.
The Pot of Greed is equivalent to an artifact, because a crazy wind elemental demigod is sealed inside.
He was once almost the same.
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(End of this chapter)