Chapter 122: Black Death

"Hahaha, hahahaha......"

A man laughed wildly and struggled to get up from the ground - the executioner Rakutu.

"See it now! Our tribe, the gods that have been worshiped for more than 300 years, have descended! All of you will die, this is the great god who holds the power of death, and all those who die in the tribe will become ghosts under its power and take revenge on you! And I will be the agent of the gods and rule this world! ”

"Uh......"

Rakutu's eyes suddenly bulged, and from his mouth, a stream of blood arrows mixed with fragments of internal organs erupted.

He lowered his head and looked into his chest, which had been collapsed by Brenda's punch, and a long, strange object protruded from front of him—a translucent tentacle.

In the mouth of this black man, the "god" he called is naturally an evil spirit, and he combines skulls + hundreds of ghosts together, and on the condensed body outline, an evil tentacle stretches out, and it penetrates this guy's body at once.

"For ...... Why? ”

Rakutu's face was full of disbelief.

"Because, you're talking too much nonsense!"

An evil spirit, who has just been released from a centuries-old seal, has not yet spoken, but is jumped out by a little guy and steals his limelight, how can he endure it? The skull encased in psionic energy gave an answer that left Rakutu dead.

The black executioner slowly fell.

This time he was the real death.

"For more than 300 years, I finally stood on the earth again, gathered the cursed power of the voodoo doll, the death power of the soul corpse, the evil power of the evil spirit, and the blood of the descendants of the ancient wizards, opened the seal, and I was finally truly free!"

The body composed of ghosts quickly shrunk and some black gas condensed into a black robe on the surface of the body.

Energy materialization! When the demon shrunk to a humanoid form that was only two meters tall, it floated above the ground, its body obscured by a black-robed cloak, and under its hat was the face of a skeleton with two pale flames burning at its eyes, and the gray mist drifted away.

Just by looking at this evil spirit, the three women who were not dead, Jessica, Brenda and Catherine, felt a fear from the bottom of their hearts, a deep fear of death.

In the current Yanluo, there are two masks in the heartless puppet, Li Bai and the Dark Heir, which occupy the volume, and can no longer absorb emotions.

He looked at the evil spirit floating in the air, with a super boss temperament, as a ruthless person, of course, he would not be frightened or frightened, but said thoughtfully: "It looks quite similar to the legendary Grim Reaper." ”

"Death? I miss that name so much. ”

The black-robed evil spirit let out a sigh: "More than 600 years ago, and for 300 years after that, I have always had a name, called: Black Death. ”

Since this boss didn't strike immediately, Yan Luo wouldn't take the initiative to attack, and it didn't hurt to know a little bit about this boss through words, at least knowing a little bit about this boss - so he answered in a questioning tone: "Black Death?" The name reminds me of the Black Death. ”

"Well thought!"

The evil spirit floating in the air seemed to be very happy: "Once, the Black Death that appeared in Europe in 1348 was caused by me...... Since then, three centuries have passed, and I have been the one who sowed the Black Death, and my name is the Black Death. ”

The three European women gasped.

The Black Death, of course, was familiar to them as Europeans.

This is the most frightening and terrible plague in the history of Europe! The virus of death filled the world, and people infected with the Black Death fell silently with dark spots on their skin, leaving farmland barren and villages abandoned, so much so that it caused a great famine.

Europe lost 1/3 of its population because of the Black Death in that era!

That's 25 million people!

Far away in Africa, how did an evil spirit worshiped by an indigenous tribe be associated with the greatest catastrophe in European history?

The Black Death, who had just been lifted from the seal and seemed to have a lot of words to talk about, immediately answered everyone's doubts, and it used a tone full of historical vicissitudes to say: "Originally, I was the evil spirit that mastered the virus and the plague, and the Black Death sown raged throughout Europe, and more and more people died, and I gradually gained the power of death, and even had the opportunity to become a real god!" ”

"God of Plague and Death!"

"More than 300 years ago, I came to Africa from Europe to gain more death power on this continent and attack the god throne, and as a result, I met some powerful wizards."

"At that time, the evil spirit that this tribe believed in was not a low-level evil spirit, but - Ouroboros! The name of this tribe more than 300 years ago was called: Ouroboros Tribe. ”

"I, the Black Death, began the battle with Ouroboros, although in the end I achieved the victory rate and completely eliminated that evil spirit, but in this battle, I spent a lot of strength, and was conspired by several great wizards to seal in the land of this tribe."

The Black Death, with a very humane sigh, was silent for a few seconds, as if reminiscing about the past, and then said:

"After that, the sorcerers of the tribe, peeking at my power, the ability of viruses and plagues were stripped out by them and transformed into a plant called the Ladder of the Sun, and the people of the Ouroboros tribe used the virus extracted from the plant to create resurrection corpses."

"However, it almost brought the Ouroboros to extinction...... The power of the virus is not so easy to control, and the Ouroboros tribe, which has lost several great wizards and most of the warriors, some of them left, took the Sun Ladder, and went to the swamps deep on the African continent, where they were missing. The rest of the people have also forgotten the glory of the past, and even think that the once powerful totem of the tribe, the Ouroboros, is just a weak evil spirit, which is really ridiculous. ”

Yan Luo grasped the point: "Mr. Black Death." ”

"So, you've now lost the power of viruses and plagues?"

"Yes!"

In the face of Yan Luo's inquiry, this evil spirit did not hide it: "Not only that, for more than three hundred years, with the rise of science and technology, especially the two world wars, the aura between heaven and earth has disappeared, and all mysterious powers can hardly exist. ”

"On the African continent, I am sealed by this primitive tribe, and I am treated as a source, like a spring, providing power—whether there are a few wizards left here, unleashing spells, or even curses used by the Hoffman family in Europe—all of this, the source of mystical power, is in me."

"It's like someone is constantly drawing blood from the body...... Without the replenishment of the aura between heaven and earth, I am already very weak now, even if I get the replenishment of more than 300 deaths, it is far less than one-ten-thousandth of my strength in my heyday. ”

"Are you exposing yourself?" Yan Luo asked.

"Yes, but don't worry, even if it's less than one ten-thousandth of the strength, it's too easy to kill a few of you little guys, after all, when I'm at my strongest, my strength is close to that of the gods!"

From the boss, Yan Luo felt confident, after all, he was one, when he was the most powerful, he tried to impact the existence of the god position, but there was still some curiosity left in his heart: "In this world, since the mysterious power is disappearing, why do you still exist?" ”

The Black Death sighed:

"I owe this to the ancient wizards of the tribe, who sealed me, on the one hand, to bind and plunder my power, and on the other hand, to allow me to have a wizard seal in this place - and a leyline with a little death power."

"The two world wars, the rise of science and technology, and the explosion of nuclear bombs, and other evil spirits all died in the mutation of heaven and earth, and I, the remnants, have survived until now."

"I thought that it would slowly die out with the loss of power in the seal, after all, to unlock the seal, you need the power left by the ancient Ouroboros, the cursed power that was taken away by the Hoffman family in ancient times, and the power that belongs to the soul corpse, I didn't expect to be able to get three things here, and there is a descendant of an ancient wizard who wrote a spell to break the seal with blood."

"So, I'm out."

"Having satisfied your curiosity, the next thing to do is to grant you death—your souls to be plundered by me and transformed into my power. And then I will once again make the name of the Black Death resounding throughout Europe and throughout the world! ”

"So naïve, antique! In the current era, lasers, electromagnetic cannons, particle plasma weapons, and nuclear bombs ...... There aren't too many ways to kill you, do you think that hundreds of years of technological development are all for example? But if you want to kill me, I have no choice but to resist. ”

"Antiques that shouldn't exist in modern times, this is not your time, I'll reluctantly do a good deed for this world and send you back to the West! Let you also know that since you have lost most of your strength, don't be so arrogant anymore, there is a saying in the East - a phoenix with falling hair is not as good as a chicken. ”

"You know what? You will definitely lose this battle, because ...... As a boss......"

"You've got too much nonsense!"

In Yan Luo's hand, a mask appeared.

The Black Death, the body floating in the air moved slightly, and it sensed a powerful power from this mask!

And Yan Luo had already pressed the mask on his face.

"Let you see the mystical power from the East."

"Immortals!"