Chapter Eighty-Nine: Ice Sky

The Great Tomb of Tumonsas, Fourth Estate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The stench and death of the Dark Witch Dungeon welcomed its first living guests today, lying in the gloomy cavern like ghouls preparing to be used as experimental material for Kel'thugad, covered in burns from the flames, their hair and skin turned to ashes, but still breathing in and out.

The ragged Kel'thugad was arranging his precious herbs on the stove of his bones, and he was preparing a potion, some kind of potion capable of transforming the living into the dead, and as for the testers, of course, these honored guests, who were glad to let them taste a delicious drink of his own making.

"Kill me, you damn monster......" One of the guests lifted half of his arm feebly, the blood of the amputated limb solidifying with the necrotic skin, looking cloudy like a clump of flattened leeches.

"Oh, roasted guest, how could I kill you, you will be immortal. ā€

The Dark Wizard poured a bag of sharp-clawed rats into the pot, and then put in a cluster of long-mouthed pink ** flowers, and as they cooked in the rusty black pot, the eyes of the guests in the cave widened in horror, as if there was a terrible vision in front of them, and this smell was the same smell as the fire-haired witch in the illusion of roasting the cardinal.

"Stop, you heretic, the Supreme God of Light will judge you!"

"I once killed a guy who claimed to be the second generation of the God of Light in a war, I wonder if it was his relative?"

Kel'thugad let out a gloating smirk, what he wanted was the hatred and fear of the experiments, the stronger this emotion, the stronger the plasticity of their undead spirits, the difference between the unjust soul and the resentful soul is only one word, but the power is very small, like the difference between a brainless zombie and an abominable stitching monster.

The strength of these guests is not less than level 40, and as long as they are processed a little, they will be much stronger than the undead knights guarding the door.

"Kel'thugad!"

A scorching hurricane roared in from outside the cave, as if it had caused an explosion inside the dungeon, like a sulphur breath from a giant dragon, roasting the ghouls blocking its path to ashes.

The flames eventually arrived in front of Kel'thugad, and gradually swirled and condensed, creating a bewitching woman made of dense flames.

She held out her fingers, dazzling like molten lava, pointing at the terrified living behind her.

"This is your interrogation?Kel'thugad, I want you to use soul searching to get their memories, not make them disgusting stitching monsters. ā€

The Dark Wizard stopped what he was doing and looked up at the flaming lady, smiling dryly in a rare way.

"Don't be impatient, Princess Xia Fei'er, I sincerely admire your loyalty in rushing to the tomb master's side to serve, but I am not Lord Morling after all, and I don't have the power to directly steal other people's memories like him, and I still need to extract this indispensable step. ā€

"What steps?"

Xia Fei'er asked, compared to her sister Xia Ya's calmness, her irritability as a Fire Lord was more prominent.

"The steps to cast the soul of the guest out of the flesh. The dark wizard lifted the cloak with his withered fingers, revealing a gaunt face like a dry corpse: "It requires the guests to obey me first, to obey the fear in their hearts, and then these unenlightened priests will know everything, like the lovely undead knights at the door." ā€

As soon as Kel'thugad finished speaking, one of the living closest to the entrance of the cave suddenly screamed hysterically, frantically chanting words like "fire, invasion, redemption", and he was also the most intact guest, with a holy white necklace around his neck.

"Ah, there's a finished product. ā€

The Dark Wizard happily flipped over the bone stove, ignoring the flames on Xia Fei'er's body that ignited his gray robe, and ran to the screaming guests with a fire all over his body.

"What's wrong with him?" Xia Fei'er furrowed her bright eyebrows.

"He's so scared of the world, he's going to become a ghost. Kel'thugad replied with a wicked smile as he watched him.

"Will he be afraid of the world?"

Xia Fei'er was very puzzled, among this group of people, there was only one person who could deal with her suppressed power, as if he was the head of a certain church, he looked very old and unfazed, even when she burned the Ten Thousand Holy Knights with the fire of silence, his eyes that were about to be crushed by his eyebrows did not change in the slightest, as if he was a group of tiny ants who died.

If it weren't for the body of the Bear Flame, as long as there was a fire element in the space of thousands of miles, she would be able to reorganize her body, otherwise she would really be suppressed under the old sect master's use of some kind of illumination-style exorcism.

But she soon dismissed this idea, because on the weakened body that had been baked, Xia Fei'er saw a sinister gas slowly rising, and the dark wizard slowly straightened up with it in great anticipation, and when his body of more than two meters was no longer hunched, Xia Fei'er clearly saw the sect master's intact form appear on his body as a soul.

"You may ask questions, Princess Chaffil. ā€

The Dark Wizard stretched out his hand to make an invitation, and the old Master, like a respectful and competent old butler, stood beside him with his hands bowed peacefully, but in a levitating manner.

Although Xia Fei'er was puzzled, she still walked over unsuspectingly, she was very clear about her strength, there were few class masters in the big tomb who could plot against her in any situation, and she was very confident.

"Sect Leader Doug, that's what your subordinates call you. Xia Fei'er looked at the old sect leader: "Let me ask again, is there a space portal in this world?"

Under the old sect leader's thick white eyebrows, there were still expressionless pale cheeks, and he fell into a dead silence, which made Xia Fei'er's frowning even tighter.

He was like this again, and he was indifferent to the fire of his people, damned priests, this group of ......

"Yes. ā€

Just as Xia Fei'er was about to burn his corpse, the old sect leader suddenly spoke, and Xia Fei'er's frowning eyebrows suddenly loosened, and happily raised them to her forehead.

"Where?"

"In heaven. The old sect leader said lightly.

"Heavenly? Kel'thugad was moved by such an answer: "Where is it in heaven? Why is it in heaven?"

"In heaven at the headquarters of the church, because of a war between gods. ā€

The old sect leader's voice fell, and the strange faces of Xia Fei'er and the dark wizard both showed consternation, and they asked in unison, "What god?!"

"Nine fire gods from the sky, a god of light who protects the Shenglun continent, the fire god led his followers to find the Shenglun continent, and then opened a huge void gate in the sky, allowing them to get rid of the boundary between worlds, like an hourglass opening the middle leak, through which the fire god launched a war of aggression against us 10,000 years ago. ā€

"The Vulcan God finally failed, and they were driven back to the heavenly world by our Lord, but the huge Void Gate has always existed, and for the past 10,000 years, strong people from there have continued to come out of the door, but they have all been purified by our Lord. ā€

"And then ......"

Before the two of them could finish speaking, the old sect leader suddenly opened his eyes, which he hadn't opened even to death, revealing a light like seeing through the future.

"My lord has fallen dormant because of the war, but he has been killed by a monster that controls the minds of the strong, and the god of fire will also be wiped out by the stretching of its minions, and ...... A wicked king over all hosts. ā€

The old sect master's soul suddenly twisted sharply, and in just a moment, it dissipated inexplicably.

"He has the ability to foresee, and he consumes too much mana for his ghost form to sustain it. Kel'thugad turned his head to look at his colleague, his empty eyes flashing with a rare glint of shock: "Princess Shafier, inform the dragons and bloodies who are looking for opponents to fight outside, as well as the sleeping Kus. ā€

"Tell them that the tomb owner and the world he is in will be in great trouble. ā€