Chapter Seventy-Five: The Conjuring
Lin Fei'er asked, "What should we do now?"
"We're lost, and we're just waiting to see what happens. "The formation is about to be completed, and now is the most critical moment for him, so he doesn't have any extra effort to deal with us, just trapping us in the formation." ”
Tang Kang said: "But if we can find them, now is actually the best chance to sneak attack, right?"
Karl said, "So to speak. ”
"You see, such a good chance of sneak attack is now gone. In fact, how dare Tang Kang really go to the sneak attack, he said this just to be able to scold Shi Phosphorus in front of Lin Fei'er to relieve his anger, "That Shi Phosphorus is too self-righteous, he doesn't even listen to Mr. 's words, and we are trapped here, you say it's not annoying." ”
"It doesn't matter if you can't sneak up on them. Carl said this because he knew that with their prowess, it might be possible to kill the bounty hunters, but there was little chance of killing Nyvenmore.
And his purpose has always been to protect Lin Fei'er, because once they really fight, these people may be wiped out, but he wants to bring Lin Fei'er back completely. Although he didn't defeat Nyvenmore, he was sure that he would retreat from his men with Lin Fei'er.
At this moment, a black peak suddenly appeared in the southwest, and the height of this mountain continued to grow.
Carl's location was at least ten miles away from that peak, and from such a distance, the mountain peak could be detected growing with the naked eye, so the speed of its growth was naturally extremely terrifying.
Originally, it was still a sunny day, but at this moment, there was a sudden strong wind and clouds.
The winds blew in all directions, blowing the clouds in all directions, and the clouds gradually converged on the top of the mountain.
At the same time, all the corpses hanging from the trees also turned in one direction, facing the mountain wind, and the hands of each corpse invariably formed different seals.
The horses were frightened and neighed, instinctively resisting the vision.
"What the hell is going on?" Tang Kang grabbed the reins, trying to calm the restless horses as much as he could.
"It's done. Karl looked at the mountain peak in the distance and said, "That's where the base of the formation is." ”
Suddenly, all the dead bodies opened their eyes and looked at the mountain in unison. But there were no eyeballs in their eye sockets at all, just two deep black holes, which made people hairy to see.
"Whew-"
"Ahh
Each corpse was emitting a muffled chant that did not seem to come from the dead body's mouth, but the sound of the wind pouring into their eyes, like the wind stirring wind chimes. Countless chanting voices intertwine to form a strange rhythmic resonance that makes people shudder.
Lin Fei'er and Tang Kang both leaned on Carl's back vigilantly, and the three of them stood back to back in a triangular position, nervously watching everything that was happening in front of them. At this time, no one dared to say anything, and everything had to be under Karl's command.
"Get on the horse, let's get closer and see what's going on. ”
The three of them jumped on their horses and approached the mountain.
It's a terrible, terrible sight, and when you see the mountain for what it really is, even hell is nothing more than that.
Countless people are crowded, constantly climbing upwards.
It was a ghost mountain, a ghost mountain made up of countless dead souls. Among these empty black faces, there are men and women, old and young, but none of them have any feelings. One by one, they stepped on one by one, and kept climbing upwards like crazy, which made it look like the mountain peaks were constantly growing.
These are the souls of the dead who have no way to return to their bodies but to seek another home.
They are constantly climbing upwards, and it is reincarnation that attracts them.
Thousands of miles in the sky, a huge black vortex is slowly opening, this is the gate to the underworld.
Carl had also been in the Regression World, so he knew what the vortex meant. If there was only one soul ascending, the gate of the enchantment would never have opened so wide.
At the bottom of this ghost mountain, there is a square altar with a total of nine stairs under the altar. On each staircase there are dense corpses hanging from them, and these dead bodies are directly related to the destruction of the Nevin family before their deaths, in other words, these people are all enemies of the Nevin family.
Neven Moore was sitting in the center of the altar at this time, gently playing the white jade flute in his hand. The sound of the flute was long and desolate, but it contained a strange magic, and it was the sound that Nervemoore drove the undead towards.
The four bounty hunters parted around him, their expressions solemn.
In front of Nyven Moore there was a soft couch, on which fell a young man with clear eyebrows. The boy's name was Yuro, and he didn't die, but he fell asleep, but probably never woke up.
Because his body is a host for his brother, he wants to summon his brother's soul from the backward world to this world, and then place his brother's soul in the boy's body.
This is very difficult to do, because he is working against the order of samsara, and if he is not careful in the whole process, he will be punished by the world order and his divine form will be destroyed, and he will not be reincarnated forever. And even if he successfully completed the plan in his heart, there was no guarantee that his brother would be resurrected 100%.
But Neven Moore still had to try, and it might be the only point of his life other than revenge.
He released the souls he had collected at the same time, driving them to ascend to reincarnation together, and at this time, the door to the backward world would be opened to an unprecedented extent.
At the moment when the soul enters the reincarnation space, he plays the "Elegy of the Soul", and the Thousand-Faced Soul Saving Circle opens, using the resentment of the dead corpses hanging from the tree to retain their respective souls, so that they can resist the reincarnation gravity of the reversing world.
In this way, he can use soul searching to find his brother's undead and summon him into this world. If he succeeds, he will be able to place his brother's soul in the body of this young man named Yura, and let his younger brother be reborn by his side as Yura.
At this time, the necromancers on the ghost mountain were already approaching the black vortex.
Before the top necromancer touched the vortex, he was instantly attracted by the power of reincarnation into the regressive world, and then, more and more necromancers began to enter reincarnation through this black vortex.
The sound of Nervemore's flute changed abruptly, high, violent, and agitated.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, thousands of corpses suddenly seemed to come to life, their hands raised to the sky, and the eyes of each corpse turned blood-red, and they began to roar, calling for their soaring souls.
The red glow of their eyes was like a starry light, a resentment, a resentment that had never been stronger. With the operation of the Thousand-Faced Soul Saving Array, all the resentment gathered in the center of the formation base, converging into a strong energy.
Nervemore's eyes also turned blood-red, and "Elegy for the Soul" played!
What kind of tune it is, I'm afraid no one can describe it in words.
It is the longing, the destination, the past life and the present life, all the past things are floating in front of you, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, it is a huge impact!
The entire ghost mountain exploded in an instant, and all the souls shot out in all directions at the same time, each soul carrying a small stream of strange red energy in their eyes.
How the wind blows together, how it blows back, how the clouds gather, how it spreads.
No one could withstand this powerful impact, and the horses were blown upside down by the wind.
Carl tightly protected Lin Fei'er, and for a while, countless necromancers passed by, but fortunately, they didn't hurt anyone, just to find their bodies in a hurry.
In the distance, only a black figure was seen riding the wind.
"Nyven Moore. Carl's eyes never left him from this moment.
I saw Navin Moore, the flute in his hand waved, and three shadow pressures hit the otherworldly portal at the same time, that is, the black vortex.
A neat cut immediately appeared on the whirlpool, and behind that cut was outside the world.
He's really powerful, and he can break through the walls of the world!
Beyond the incision was a thick navy blue, like a blue starry night, and a thick stream of blue fell down the incision.
When it landed, a chasm more than a thousand feet deep appeared on the earth.
Nyven Moore then jumped into the incision, and countless souls were dragged from the other world by him from this incision, and the black oppressive group was splashed down from the sky like water, floating everywhere.
"Brother!" Nervin Moore held a handful of souls in his hand, "See, these are all enemies of the Nervin family, let me see your hatred!"
There were so many souls that Nervin Moore couldn't tell which one was his brother.
It was only through hatred that when Nevin's house was destroyed, Neven Moore's younger brother was the last to be killed. He watched his whole family being killed, and he looked at the appearance of these enemies, and the hatred was naturally very profound. And Nyven Moore wants to use the bonds between these hatreds to awaken the memory in his brother's soul.
"Brother!" called Nervemore again, and then he read aloud the names of the Neven enemies......
But at this moment, the incision was also closing rapidly, getting smaller and smaller, and finally it was so small that only one person could pass through, and if he didn't go back, it would be too late for him.
Finally, I saw that familiar face, albeit vaguely, "Brother, you were just sensible back then, and you were not even six years old when you died!"
Nervemore suddenly left tears in his eyes, and as soon as the jade flute came out, he immediately took his brother's soul into his hands, and then turned and withdrew.
But he left himself so little time that one of his arms was still outside when the incision was completely closed. His entire right hand was wiped out in unison.
He looked like he had been battered, and his whole body almost fell from the sky.
But Karl didn't bother with it now, and the ghosts were pouring towards them.
The souls that had been extradited from the other world by Nyven Moore had become lonely ghosts, and as soon as they landed on the ground, they followed the guidance of the formation and moved towards the center.
After they enter the new world, they should get a new body, which is the order of samsara. But this time, the order didn't give them a new lease of life, so they were extremely aggressive.
Carl was surrounded by these madmen. Although the combat power of these lonely souls and wild ghosts is not high, they are extremely large and cannot be eradicated for a while, so it is difficult for Carl and Lin Fei'er to get out for a while.