Chapter 160 The Messenger of Natural Disaster

A cluster of dark blue fire flickered.

Xiao En's tall and slender figure stood quietly in the center of the ritual array. In his palm, countless knowledge turned into silver runes and surrounded him. He was surrounded by a deep darkness, as if he had fallen into a silent black hole. In the deepest part of the darkness, a pair of eyes that seemed real and unreal were watching him quietly. As Xiao En's strength increased, the repulsive force of the plane laws he felt became stronger and stronger. The incomplete laws of the real world could no longer accommodate his existence.

Xiao En ignored the dense pairs of eyes that emerged in the darkness around him. They were observers and peepers from the spiritual world. In the past, when he mobilized the power of the spiritual world, it was like a small stone falling into the lake, but now he was a huge rock smashing into the lake. Unless he could cover up his traces, he was bound to attract these peepers from the spiritual world, who were usually harmless.

I don’t know how long it took.

The ceremony that Xiao En arranged finally received a response, and a calm female voice sounded in his ear: "I know."

"Just go ahead and do it."

Ever since Amon tore open the rift leading to other Crystal Wall Universes, it has become increasingly difficult for Sean to contact Ms. Hecate. Almost every time, Ms. Hecate would respond only after he left a message through the sacrificial 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 sacrificial ceremony.

"Is the teacher preparing for the deification ceremony?"

Not only did what Amon did shatter the tranquility of the real kingdom, but even the hypocritical peace between the demigods has been destroyed. If the authority of the law of death wants to be consolidated again, some of the high and mighty demigods must become the dust of history.

In the past, many destinies shared the power of death, and now the scattered power of death needs to be reshaped into a single one.

Xiao En's figure slowly turned around, and he gently reached out his hand and wiped away the traces of the ceremony on the ground completely.

Facing a demigod, he didn't have much chance of winning, but since the teacher asked him to do it, it meant that Ms. Hecate would deal with the demigod-level enemy personally. Xiao En now only had to consider facing the Destiny Legends in the Dagon area. He had always been curious about the strength of those Destiny Legends who relied on blood inheritance.

I hope he won’t be disappointed!
The Horn family is famous for its skill in spells, and every generation of their family will have a legendary warlock. Logically speaking, this is unlikely, after all, the descendants are uneven, and not every generation can prove the destiny, but they seem to have a very unique way of inheritance, which allows the descendants of the bloodline to inherit the laws of the previous generation's legendary destiny, that is, the same "proof of destiny" is passed down from generation to generation.

This must require some price to be paid, otherwise the bloodline inheritance of the warlock family would not be so difficult.

Around the city.

As a secret door opened, Akdina Duer 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 the Abyss City, her strength far exceeds that of people in the real world, and is almost the same as that of the Death Patrol. If we use the analogy of the plane of Faerun, Akdina-Du'er is an adventurer who roams in the Abyss, while the extraordinary people in the real world are equivalent to those who roam in the main material plane in peacetime. Even she was quietly tricked, and there were probably not many people who remained sober and rational in the entire ring city.

Xiao En is not sure where the source of the pollution is yet, but he believes that a dark sacrificial ceremony must have been arranged around the city.

Xiao En glanced at her calmly and said, "Are you awake?"

Akdina Duer nodded slightly, and said with a self-blaming look, "I'm sorry to disappoint Lord Xiao En."

Xiao En calmly shook his head and said, "This is not something you can interfere with. It's not surprising to be hit by an accident."

The Rogue path is not known for its strong willpower. If a high-level extraordinary person from the Monk path comes, it will be difficult to hit him. The warrior is strong in physical toughness, and the Rogue is good at reflexes and evasion. The talents of each career path are different.

He said calmly, "How is the identity you prepared for me?"

Akdina Duer said respectfully, "Sir, it has been arranged."

"but."

"According to the tradition of the Dagon region, one must first pass the bloodline certification ceremony before being recognized by the guardian family."

Bloodline.

In the eyes of high-level spellcasters, changing bloodlines is not a difficult task. If you want, you can even change the bloodlines of dragons, elves, monsters, etc. Some forbidden evil creatures and monsters are hybridized by crazy magicians using the bloodlines of various creatures.

Xiao En has a simpler way to pass the bloodline authentication ceremony, which is the 9-ring assimilation technique, which directly absorbs and digests the target completely.

This evil psychic spell is no different from 'eating people'.

Xiao En turned his head and looked at the black spire in the distance, and said lightly: "Then prepare for action."

"Summon the Disaster Messengers."

"Let the Holy Terra Church in Abyss City also send out a regiment. Someone will arrange for them to sneak into the real world secretly."

The Holy Terra Church has been preaching in Abyss City for so long, it is time to bring it out for a show. The real country is the most suitable place for the development of the Holy Terra Church. After all, Abyss City has a limited population, and the believers who are easier to develop have almost been developed.

There are currently more than 3,000 believers in the Holy Terra Church, all of whom are extraordinary people from the Abyss City. The speed at which the church expands is almost comparable to that of the cultists.

Of course, there are very few high-level extraordinary people among them, and most of them are middle and low-level extraordinary people.

Akdina Duer bowed her head respectfully and said, "Yes, Master Xiao En."

The day passed quickly.

At noon of the next day, a large luxury convoy arrived at the ring city, causing a ripple in the dead silence of the city. The residents with numb expressions looked up at the black carriage in front of them. Behind the lame coachman, there was a pair of extremely beautiful sisters. They were tall and slender, with three-dimensional facial features, slightly sunken eye sockets, high nose bridge, blue eyes and blonde hair. They seemed to have some Highlander ancestry. Most Highlanders have light brown skin, but they have extremely fair skin. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be of aristocratic descent.

The way they are dressed makes them look like personal maids. The man who can have such a pair of beautiful sisters as personal maids must be either rich or noble.

in the sun.

A young servant opened the door, and then a graceful and charming lady in a white court dress got out of the carriage. Her snow-white and tall breasts seemed to shine with the luster of milk in the sun, and her huge ruby ​​necklace was extremely eye-catching. The charm exuded silently by this beautiful woman made the lazy beggars on the roadside open their eyes greedily.

There is one advantage of beautiful women, as long as they are beautiful enough, they can be promoted to the succubus branch of the demon path and their charm will basically not be too low.

After integrating the extraordinary essence of the succubus path, Lady Yvonne's already beautiful appearance became even more charming and attractive. (Charm +2)

"Master."

A pair of beautiful and tall sisters greeted them outside the carriage. Soon, a handsome young man with a cane came down. He had handsome features, a slender and upright figure, and a well-made black suit, which seemed out of tune with everything around him. His eyes were frivolous, revealing a hint of cynicism. He glanced around nonchalantly and said, "Let's go."

This luxurious convoy had more than a dozen servants, who were carrying boxes of various sizes. Under the gaze of many passers-by, they entered a villa with a courtyard and attic.

Wayne Clark.

This declining guardian family was known for its bohemianism 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 was unable to escape the family blood curse and completely lost control shortly after his promotion.

A nobleman from outside the city did not cause much of a stir in the Ring City, but as a well-mannered old butler handed over a visiting card to a nearby noble family, some people in the Ring City soon realized that this surname was not simple. Night fell.

Suddenly, a breeze blew in Xiao En's room, and then a ball of flying yellow sand slowly flowed into the gate of the villa. The tiny gravel circled in the garden, and all the servants passing by fell asleep automatically. It carefully approached the balcony on the third floor, and then wisps of fine sand seeped in through the gaps in the window.

Just like an hourglass, the sand soon piled up into a small hill. It condensed again in the breeze and turned into a figure wrapped in bandages. His body was slightly hunched, and his exposed arms looked like a mummy. His dark red eyes looked extremely evil, and the whole person was basically like a mummy.

Xiao En slowly opened his eyes, stood up slowly and said: "Saxon - Son of the Desert"

"You came."

The mummy stared at Xiao En in front of him. His dark red eyes looked like those of an evil spirit. He hesitated and asked, "President, have you changed your body again?"

Xiao En did not comment and said calmly: "This is not something you should ask."

This mummy is a member of the Scourge Messenger Corps, a monster close to the legendary level. He can create droughts, control sand and insect swarms, and spread plagues. He is a half-elemental, half-undead life form, and his main body is a mummy. He said in a hoarse voice, "I heard a rumor recently. Some people say that the president has left this country."

Xiao En smiled slightly, a ray of purgatory flames burning in his pupils, and said lightly: "Do you suspect that I am fake?"

Amon's true name law emerged, and the aura of the three paths of purgatory enveloped the entire room.

The mummy took a half step back in fear, his whole body trembling slightly, and bowed his head respectfully, "I dare not. I am just curious about the rumors. Does the president have any new plans?"

Xiao En said coldly: "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

The Scourge is the team left behind by Amon. Although Sean possesses Amon's true name law, these people are not easy to control. Most of them are extraordinary people from the monster path, and their strength is far beyond that of ordinary people. The Scourge is a double-edged sword, and Amon uses them to disrupt the real kingdom.

This Scourge Chapter is far more powerful than the other Priory members, and their life forms are also different.

Xiao En stared at the mummy in front of him and whispered, "Are all the others here?"

The mummy said respectfully, "We are here."

Xiao En frowned and asked, "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, raised his finger slightly, and a secret rune shot out.

A swirling piece of yellow sand condensed in the palm of the mummy's hand, and the moment he caught it, his whole body trembled. The bandages on the surface of his body shattered and turned into countless tiny gravels. Then the gravels flew and condensed again, turning into bandages wrapped around his body.

Xiao En said calmly: "This is your mission, please step back."

The mummy nodded respectfully, and soon his figure turned into a swirling sandstorm and flew out from his balcony.

There wasn't a grain of sand left in the entire room, and those grains of sand were all part of its body.

Ring city, outer city area.

There was a whistling sound of wind, and the figure of the mummy fell to the ground, emerging in the rising dust.

In the darkness, a charming and seductive 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 pale and bloodless. The woman slowly walked out of the darkness. In the moonlight, there was not a single shadow.

The mummy remained silent until two burning soul flames emerged from the darkness. Then he said calmly, "I don't know."

“But he scares me.”

Da da da.

Amid the faint sound of horse hooves, a knight in full black armor slowly walked out. He held his head in his hands and said in a deep voice, "Since you are not sure, then he must be the president."

"What about the new orders?"

The mummy raised his palm, and a mysterious mark glowed faintly.

The knight in full black armor stretched out his hand with steel arm guards, and the spikes on it glowed coldly. He took the seal of the secret technique and was silent for a moment. Then, he dragged the head with his right hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go."

"Split up."

"When I first arrived, I felt that the city was shrouded in a dark blood sacrifice ritual. If nothing unexpected happens, the ritual should be about to start."

"The president's patience is not good."

The enchanting woman without a shadow raised her eyebrows with a playful expression: "I heard that all the people in the Doomsday Circus died in the last operation."

"Do you think we will all die here?"

The black-armored knight turned around expressionlessly, and a nightmare emerged from the darkness, following his figure and gradually moving away, seemingly with no intention of paying attention to the woman.

The mummy hesitated for a moment, seemed to be about to speak, and finally turned into a swirling wind and sand and dissipated.

At the original place, only the charming woman snorted coldly, looked at the black spire in the distance with a faint gaze, and whispered: "There is a breath of the old days here."

"We could all die here."

"If he is the president, I am willing to give everything, but what if he is not? ..."

in the dark.

The roar of nightmare sounded.

The Dullahan's deep voice came from afar: "If you can't prove that he is not the president, then he is the president."

"The Scourge exists because of him, and for him."

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(End of this chapter)