Zhang Chen followed to the next page, which was still a hand-drawn image of a Caucasian (Caucasian) with a tall nose, bald and unusually strong, but with feet resembling sheep's hooves, the most distinctive of which belonged to his face.

Matching Faceless's real name, the bald man's entire face in the portrait shows signs of sunken eye sockets and a slight protrusion of the bridge of the nose, but there are no real organs, only the ears are slightly decent.

The second incarnation - FacelessGod.

Born in the Nordic region, the name is based on the ancient texts of the time, and at that time, Nyaratotip was the demon of the region, haunting the small villages at night, feeding on the delicate flesh of young girls and young children.

According to local accounts, the bald man with no face was a human demon, and a village once bought a trap in advance and successfully caught the bald faceless man, tied him to a large wooden stake, and prepared to be burned alive by a blazing fire. Who knew that when the flames that engulfed the stake burned away the hemp rope tied to the bald faceless man, he walked out of the inside without any damage and killed all the people in the village that night, drinking their blood.

This act was worshipped by witches throughout the Nordic region, who have since worshipped it as a god, hence the name Faceless God, who follow in the footsteps of Nyaratotip day and night.

Ability: Physical.

The Third Incarnation - Pharaoh (Pharaoh)

The Third Incarnation is the most successful and pivotal transition among the many incarnations of Nyaratotip, whose influence spreads to half the world, and the spread of faith envelopes all of humanity. At the same time, it is also the only time that the contemporary human prison envoy and cultivator have clarified the incarnation of Nayarathotip.

It's a pity that all the assassinations and even the launch of the war in the world at that time ended in failure.

Although Nyaratotip's avatar is a normal human, in the later stages of his life as a pharaoh, Nyaratotip himself wielded enough dark magic to deal with a Tribulation monk or even stronger. Moreover, its methods were ever-changing, and it had completely ruled Egypt, the most prosperous country in the world at that time.

In the contemporary environment of feudal superstition, even half of the prison envoys in Egypt have been seriously corrupted from their hearts, and some have begun to be loyal to Nayarathotep as pharaoh.

At the end of the Faceless Reign, a bloody storm began to spread throughout the world, and people who believed in Pharaoh all over the world began to practice a brutal form of black magic in private.

Black witchcraft requires followers of the Pharaoh to remove the internal organs of non-believers around them and seal them in ceramic jars. And through the special seal transmitted by the pharaoh directly to the pyramid where the pharaoh was located.

Corruption comes from the hearts of ordinary people, and the only way to stop it is to eliminate it one by one, but unfortunately the number is too large, and it is difficult for the prison guards at that time to stop it. In the end, more than 20 million innocent people around the world died, and a large-scale war was provoked, and finally the Pharaonic Empire was broken by the external prison envoys and the inner prison envoys of Egypt.

And just when the prison envoy thought that Nyaratotip would die in the world, he opened the stone door at the top of the pyramid, and the incarnation pharaoh of Nyaratotip inside had died of normal aging and had just completed the mummification of this life.

And underneath the storage of its corpses. In the inner structure of the entire pyramid, the internal organs of more than 20 million people around the world are placed, and this event has been completely recorded in history and is well known to everyone, and it is also a shameful stroke in the history of prison guards.

"Black Pharaoh? It is unbelievable that a human body can be reached to this extent. ”

When Zhang Chen saw this, his evaluation of Nayarathotep rose a notch again. To really kill such a guy, the difficulty is not ordinary.

"The Black Pharaoh was also an important landmark of Naiarathotep's journey to become an apostle because of the success of this life. After fusing the ontology, the strength made a qualitative leap, and was even valued by Azathoth. In one fell swoop, he became the second largest figure in the Chaos Realm after Azathoth, and soon after, the word 'Faceless' was added to the list of disciples. ”

"This is also the only time in history that there have been two apostles in one realm."

When Zhang Chen nodded and flipped through the pages behind the book, he found that there were only hand-drawn pictures, a total of seven illustrations.

"The events of the Black Pharaoh passed. Nyara Totip's becoming an apostle has attracted the attention of the entire prison envoy circle, and several old-timers in your prison spirit city and the cultivation realm have begun to demand that all suspicious characters be wiped out in the world, and they would rather kill tens of thousands of human beings by mistake. ”

Since then, no information has been revealed about the last seven incarnations of Faceless, and everything has been kept hidden. The process of incarnation in one lifetime is different from previous lives. It seems to be very low-key, and even spent it incognito. Therefore, only some physical images are left, and there is no record of specific abilities. ”

Zhang Chen nodded and asked the last question: "Each incarnation of Faceless can be proficient in one ability individually. In this way, it is difficult for him to be able to fuse the ten incarnations and the main body, control all the abilities at the same time, and greatly improve the ontology, right? ”

Jia Xin nodded undeniably, this is the strength of the Zero Apostle.

"Can you show me the book?"

Jin Geng on the side suddenly interjected, in Jin Geng's heart, there were only two purposes for this operation. Kill Nyara Totip, kill Evil Min. The so-called Green Ghost or Daoist Sect's thoughts are all follow-up things.

Although it is confidential, Jia Xin doesn't care about anything, with a flick of his hand, a gust of wind carries the ancient books in Zhang Chen's hand and falls into Jin Geng's hands.

The latter leaned against the hot spring and began to study it seriously and carefully, while Jia Xin suddenly moved his body towards Zhang Chen's side, leaning his shoulders together.

"Damn, what are you doing?" Zhang Chen was shocked and covered the sensitive parts of his body with his hands.

"Don't worry, I'm still not very interested in you, but I need to thank you personally for the 'Jizo King' arm, this arm is extremely important to me, but I still need your help from Zhang Chen. The only people who can control the soul here are you and another prison envoy surnamed 'Zhu'. ”

"Soul regulation? You want to ......" Zhang Chen roughly guessed Jia Xin's intentions.

"Well, although my left arm has the fusion of Xiaobai and has a certain Buddha-like aura, it is a pity that it is not completely related to Buddhism, and there are also the impurities of my cultivator and the flesh and blood of human beings inside. It's not easy to fuse the arms of the 'Jizo King', although I want to rely on my own talent to grow, but unfortunately once I reach the cultivation realm, there is only one way to die. ”

"How can I help?" Zhang Chen asked directly.

"When we get out of here, we can't guess what Faceless thinks, but after the dinner here, there's a good chance that everyone will disperse from here because of it. And it has been arranged in advance, I will act with the two of you, and when the time comes, I will find a secluded place, and you will come to assist me. ”

"Okay."

An hour passed in between conversations, and forty minutes passed.

When Jin Geng sincerely handed the book back to Jia Xin, the maid's voice came leisurely from outside, "There are still twenty minutes before the dinner, please change your clothes quickly and follow us to the hall where the dinner will be eaten." ”

"Let's go!"

The three of them got up from the hot spring and returned to their respective dressing rooms, facing the delicate white suit and dress prepared by each other, although Zhang Chen couldn't see anything abnormal, but just in case, Zhang Chen directly imitated an identical outfit with flesh and blood.

Jia Xin, Zhang Chen, and Jin Geng can be said to represent the characters of an era, and the three of them are handsome and have their own styles.

"The three of you, please, the dinner will start in fifteen minutes, but Lord Nayarathotep has already waited for a few people in the hall in advance, so please come with us."

The three maids waiting outside the door took their arms around each of them and walked into the depths of the corridor that seemed to be endless.

At some point, a gold-encrusted gate appeared beside the three of them, which was wider and more ornate than on both sides, and the maid floated gently with her hand to make the door open inward on its own.

In the resplendent dining hall, the colorful prism on the walls reflects the dazzling light.

Champagne and fruit were already ready on the 50-meter-long all-crystal dining table, but all eyes were focused on the back of the table, where a tall, dark-skinned man in a black suit of the opposite color sat peacefully, wiping the stains on his palms with a hot towel.

In addition, no one at the table except this person has arrived in advance, and it seems that Zhang Chen and the three of them have arrived relatively early.

"Let's just sit down, probably in the middle, without being too close or too far away from the faceless."

Jia Xin's voice reached the ears of Zhang Chen and Jin Geng, and when the three of them came to the middle, Zhang Chen used the space to jump to the other side and sat opposite Jia Xin and Jin Geng.

"Please wait a moment, the dinner is about to begin, and I hope you like this party I have prepared for you, after all, it may be the last party in your life."

The faceless voice reached the ears of Zhang Chen and the others, Zhang Chen stared at the champagne in front of him disapprovingly, while Jia Xin smiled slightly and picked up a grape with a fork and put it in his mouth without scruples, but Jin Geng cast his murderous gaze on the faceless at the end of the long table, and then quickly shifted his gaze back.

"Is the Dao Sect here?" Jia Xin muttered as he ate the grapes.

The other door was pushed open, and Master Xuyun was still wearing a hat and a cane, and when he entered the dining hall, he first looked at Faceless with a kind smile, and then looked at Jia Xin with strange eyes, but under the hat was a smirk that was not very comfortable. (To be continued......)