Chapter 105: The King of Evil
The divine formations that burst out of the dimensional gate were sprinkled among the dim clouds, like a pouring of snow shining with a faint golden light, and each formation fell on the battlefield in front of the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, and when the abyssal faceless giant soldiers and tomb servants crisscrossed the mountains of corpses and blood, and the corpses with colorful blood flowing, these spirit array units carved by the Yang God himself would quickly dissolve the dead under him, until they completely fell to the ground and turned into seeds buried deep in the soil.
The war ended with the destruction of the Faceless Ones, with most of the casualties in the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, but still a fight.
Shania integrated the surviving remnants of the army, and tried to recover the grave servants who died in battle as much as possible, and handed them over to Kel'thugad to develop the undead.
The Dragons sent the remaining ten of their clansmen back to the Eighth Estate, believing that these men who had experienced bloody battles were the backbone of the Great Tomb, and that in the next expedition, the Eighth Estate's combat power would not be weaker than it is today.
Bloodevil had just escaped the fate of being imprisoned by the spirit plane for the rest of his life, and now that he had counted the vampires he had brought out, the face of the demon who had disappeared from the form of the ancestor had been frowning.
Outside the ruins of the capital city, raccoons and others witnessed the shocking battle not far from the barren mountain of the ancestral tomb, Master Anthony was already dumbfounded, and Yang Moxue, who had lost her soul since the catastrophe of the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, fainted and passed out, so that Imilol turned into a white horse, Locke was full of praise for the courage of the tomb servant, and secretly vowed that when the foreign expedition broke out again in the future, he must surpass his father before that, and then lead the night elves to charge.
While the outside world is cleaning up the mess in an orderly manner, the inner field of the mind is in a state of tension.
"Angmar, you dare to plot against me, no one has ever dared to play Yugsaron like this throughout the ages!"
The Demon of the Thousand Throats jumped like thunder, and the hands of the Emperor and Empress made it unacceptable in terms of dignity and interests, in order to realize the plan of infecting the Lingwu Continent, it even did not hesitate to leave the godless world, and bet its soul on the weak voters, as long as it can successfully corrupt the master of the Great Tomb, the task given to it by the Void Lord will be just around the corner.
However, the Demon of the Thousand Throats never expected that the prey would bite the hunter back, which was the biggest humiliation for the hunter.
The spirit's mental state was mostly restored, and the emperor confirmed that he still had the strength to cast the spell, so he made sarcastic remarks without fear.
"Thou hast thou called himself the wisest of the Ancients, and thou hast played with Vera in the palm of his hand, and pride has long since taken root, how can thou notice the insignificant details of the enemy's methods? ”
This sentence completely enraged Yugsaron, and its huge heart pounded, each time it was as strong as exploding, and the temple began to tremble silently.
"Shut up, you're just a mortal!"
"Hmph, mortal, what about you? a Void Demon that even mortals can defeat. ”
Xia Fei'er scolded it coldly, and the crimson fireworks bloomed with brilliant brilliance from her fingertips, reflecting the majestic fire color of the soul hall that couldn't help but vibrate.
"Don't think that you can turn the tables with too many people, I want you all to die here!"
Yugsaron screamed, and the stone slabs under the feet of the two suddenly cracked, and one after another azure tentacles broke through the ground, ravaging the two with a huge oppressive force.
The emperor deftly dodged the attack, while Xia Fei'er directly condensed a tooth-bladed sword shaped like the Dawnbreaking Excalibur in his hand, with soul fire attached to it, and directly slashed the tentacles with a single sword.
"Bow before the god of death!"
Seeing that the sneak attack could not be achieved, the Demon of the Thousand Throats immediately switched back to the psychic magic that it was good at, and it pulled a chain of consciousness between the Emperor and Xia Fei'er, and even the Mo Ling in their minds could not be spared, and the three of them immediately realized that their consciousness seemed to be being torn apart by an invisible force, trying to distort their minds.
"Phil, stay away from me, this is Yugsaron's consciousness connection, and anyone who is selected by the spell is no more than 20 yards away, and everyone will suffer a lot of shadow damage and 2% mental loss per second. ”
Xia Fei'er quickly received the order, smashed one of the tentacles that stood in the way, and then flew to the corner of the main hall, and the damage and mental damage to the spirit body were quickly stopped.
But Mo Ling always needs a consciousness carrier, so it must exist in the minds of Xia Fei'er and the Emperor and even Yugsaron, Mo Ling does not dare to rush into the core of Yugsaron's consciousness, that is, the beating light blue heart, after all, the other party is an ancient demon god who existed from the beginning of Alda's birth, and is proficient in soul magic, and can even be said to be the ancestor of the concept of Dream Spirit.
The mental index of the two of them was rapidly declining, and at the same time, they had to bear a lot of shadow damage, which made Mo Ling anxious.
"Lord Witch King, we must find a way as soon as possible!" it urged, ready not to drag the Emperor down on Yugsaron and hit the stone with an egg.
"I know. ”
The Emperor replied to his subordinates heavily, he had expected that Yugsaron would use this tricky skill, and naturally he had a strategy to deal with it.
But the odds of success are not as good as they could be.
Resonance of the Dead, this is a forbidden spell created by the Witch King of Angmar, which can read the traces left by any deceased within a certain range, even if it is just a fingerprint, and after the spell is cast, the caster will temporarily gain all the moves of the deceased.
This forbidden spell spell is just right for Yugsaron's inner field, because it has devoured the souls of too many powerful gods, and the memory fragments floating in the air are the best targets for spelling, and maybe there is one of them that can sanction Yugsaron.
The God it fears.
As soon as he thought of it, the emperor began to chant the incantation, and the vast amount of magic contained in the spirit body jumped out unrestrained, looking for a target that matched the caster's heart.
There are too many memories of the strong man in the air, just like the vast ocean, and the magic must find a unique drop of water from the countless droplets, which is simply difficult for the strongman.
But I don't know if it was fate or the help of the remnants of the deceased's grudges, the emperor actually directly captured the memory fragment suitable for him to cast the spell, and it quietly hovered on the dome of the temple with a foot, as if it was peerless and independent.
"Pass on to me what you have learned all your life, and I will grant you your long-cherished wishes. ”
He whispered, and his magic immediately locked onto the special memory fragment, transmitting information about its owner to the emperor's spirit consciousness at the speed of light.
When he received this knowledge in its entirety, a glow flashed from the deep, bottomless Iron Crown.
The Emperor raised his right hand and pointed it at the heart of the Thousand Throat Demon.
"Yogsaron, you were originally an incapable particle of time in the Void Dimension, discovered by a Void creature and cultivated next to the other three particles, you were born with a different temperament from the three brothers, full of vagaries and thoughtfulness, so much so that you were isolated by them. ”
"After being assigned to Alda, you signaled to Vera to monopolize the planet, asking them to play a big movement to create creatures, start a protracted war between your brothers and Vera, and then take advantage of your own fortune and sit back in the abyss. ”
"Mandus, the king of Hades. ”
The huge pale blue heart stopped beating instantly, and the tentacles never came out as if they had temporarily lost power, and the temple fell into a death-like silence.
Yugsaron was scared, and since his birth, he had been scared for the most time since he discovered Mandus's secret.
The Emperor was right, it feared Mandus, and although the Hundred Throat Demon was nearly immortal thanks to the Void Maharaja's gift, it could be restored to its original form no matter what kind of terrifying attacks it faced, and it would be immortal as long as the inner field of the mind existed.
But there is a flaw in this ability, that is, the heart that maintains the operation of the infield, it must constantly devour souls in order to survive, and when Yogsaron devours Mandus's soul, he discovers that Mandus has learned a magic that makes him extremely jealous.
Molten Souls, the Judgment Technique used by Mandus against the souls of the disobedient.
"This soul should not be reincarnated, but only in the name of my Mandus. ”
The Emperor chanted the incantation aloud, and the Thousand-Throated Demon burst out a thousand tentacles from under the stone slab in terror, trying to strangle them before the other could finish the incantation, but it seemed to be a step too late.
The Emperor's empty Iron Crown issued a proclamation sentencing the Abyss Lord to death.
"The fire of the underworld, smelt it into a part of the universe. ”
As the words fell, Yugsaron's pale blue huge heart was instantly burned into ashes by the black fire ignited between the electric light and flint, and even the inner field of the soul instantly melted into ashes, and the spirit bodies of the emperor and Xia Fei'er were instantly exposed to the sky of the Lingwu Continent.
"It's over. ”
Looking at the half of the plain destroyed by the forbidden spell of time, the emperor let out a melancholy sigh.
Five days later.
In the south of the Great Yuan Kingdom, on a towering immortal mountain on the east bank, the Five Elements Dao Gate is located at the corner of the Qianqian Cliff, and large-scale Taoist temples abound, and some buildings even violate the laws of physics and are suspended in the clouds and smoke, making mortals fearful.
A black-clothed man with a cloak and shawl stepped over six thousand steps to the mountain gate, looked at this huge gate that was several times wider than the gate of Shangjing, and reached out and gently tapped it twice with the back of his fingers.
"Whoever is coming, sign up so that we can wait for the reception. ”
The guarding disciple of the Dao Gate opened the door, and it was hard to imagine that a child of his age could push a wooden door weighing a thousand catties, making the man in black look at this oldest martial arts sect a little differently.
"Tell you the master, I'm here to find Gongsun Muling, as for the name, I'll call it Lin Mu. ”
"You're here to find Uncle Shi?"
The little Taoist priest opened his eyes in surprise, a little curious about the identity of the uninvited guest in front of him.
"Oh, has she already mixed up with this rank in the Daomen?"
The man in black chuckled, making the little Taoist feel a little nostalgic when he heard it.
Could it be the old man of my uncle's ancestor?
The little Taoist priest suddenly became respectful, Shi Shuzu belonged to the level of the leader of the Kaishan Sect in the Daomen, not to mention the omnipotent cultivation, just her wisdom of understanding all the world's affairs had already convinced the elders and disciples of all sizes in the Daomen, even if it was the head of Lin Zong, when facing the master and the ancestor, he could only respectfully and carefully ask for advice, and he would never dare to go beyond the slightest.
"The seniors are waiting here, and the juniors will immediately report to the senior uncle. ”
The little Taoist priest politely waved at the man in black, and was about to turn around and run towards the inside of the sect, but was immediately stopped by the man in black.
"Forget it, I know where she is. ”
Hearing this, the little Taoist priest was stunned, and immediately saw the figure of the man in black disappear from the spot, he quickly wiped his eyes, but he still couldn't see the trace of the man in black, and was immediately shocked.
This is also a great power!
Gongsun Muling never thought that she would see him again one day, she sat on the futon, looking at the tall man in black in front of her, and her heart was mixed.
"Lin Mu. ”
As soon as she finished speaking, the man in black interrupted the conversation, and saw the other party stride forward and sit down cross-legged on the other futon facing her.
"President, do you know how long I've been looking for you?"
Gongsun Muling shook her head, she resisted the urge to lift the mask of the man in black, and asked softly, "How can you confirm?"
"It's the Extreme Realm Pill you gave me, a scattered soul that can imprison the Yang God, it's not an elixir at all, it's a world-class prop, the reason why I can save my soul under the backlash of the Time Forbidden Spell is because of this prop, and so are you. ”
"Have you found the essence of the Yang God?" Gongsun Muling looked surprised, this was something that even she hadn't done herself.
"That's right, it was buried under the continental mantle by Yugsaron, and I liberated it after I killed Yugsaron. ”
"How can you release it, the Yang God is a powerful god no matter how you say it. Gongsun Muling covered her lips, only in front of this person did she dare to make such a gesture.
"So what, I let him roll into the heavenly world, even if it wants to make a comeback one day to retake the continent, it will also be the boss of the Great Tomb of Tumonsas, even in the other world where the power crushes everything, the tomb servant cannot lack training, and the class master is now painstakingly studying how to return to the godless world. ”
His answer made Gongsun Muling silent, what he said was right, the Great Tomb was built by her own hands, she knew how powerful this guild was, otherwise she would not have let him crusade against Yugsaron.
"Oh, by the way, he's still inside you. ”
The other party's question made her tremble, but she didn't expect that even this kind of secret would be seen through by him.
"Well, I made a deal with him, and one person dominated the soul for a hundred years. ”
Ever since Sauron took her shell, she had been fighting against Sauron in the spatial wormhole, and it was dangerous for unstable souls to travel long distances, so Sauron made a pact with her that if one of them died, the other would also die, and the strange peace between gods and demons has been unbelievably maintained ever since.
"How much longer?"
The black-clothed man leaned forward, and a strong masculine aura came to his face, making Gongsun Muling's pretty face pale red.
"About four years. ”
"Then come and dwell in the Great Sepulchre until he appears. ”
He grabbed Gongsun Muling's shoulders domineeringly, and the corners of his mouth under the mask grinned in an evil arc.
"I will let him know what a dire result of harassing the wife of the king of evil. ”
Gongsun Muling stared at the round apricot eyes, the whole person stiffened and delicate, and did not reply for a long time.
After a while, she was blushing and stumbling.
"Finally...... I've got the hang of it. ”
(I wrote it intermittently for half a semester, and finally re-attached this eunuch to an impotent genital, the new book has been saved, probably uploaded during the Spring Festival, this wave is definitely prepared, and I want to cut it constantly, you can abandon the previous suspicions, after all, we also cheated the corpse [funny].) )