"Waklaf...... How could it be you?! ”

"Of course it's me."

Wakalaw's sunglasses reflected the scene of this void world, and he smiled with satisfaction.

"Raimundi, you are truly the god with the best hope of ascending to the crown of the 'Old Gods' in the Second Age."

"Wizard Liszt sealed you in the world of the dead, and you can find loopholes in the meditation method to escape there......"

God?

Old Gods?

The god that Liszt, the founder of the Ghost School, sealed in the meditation method?

It suddenly dawned on Wayne that his previous guess was not wrong - the anomaly of the Origin Core World was really caused by the erosion of the meditation method.

It's just that he didn't know until now that the culprit of such erosion would be the meditation method that had been hidden from the beginning.

He looked at the figure trapped under the towering dead tree, his eyes changed, and he stared indifferently at the ugly body.

Looking back now, what nonsense did it say before, such as "I am you" and "you are me", I am afraid it was also to make him lose control of his emotions so that it would be convenient to occupy his body?

"Damn it!!"

After listening to Wakaclav's words, the huge figure struggled violently, and countless tentacles under his feet waved wildly at him, as if they wanted to kill him.

"Waklaw, and Liszt, I, I'm going to kill you!!"

"Really?"

Wakraf chuckled lightly, looking at the tentacles in the sky, unmoved.

I don't know when, he had an extra black cane in his hand, and he held it on the ground with one hand.

"Raimundi, you can't even resist Wizard Liszt, how dare you attack me? Or put all this bluff away and let's talk, how about it? ”

"Die, die!!"

The face on Raimundi's chest that looked the same as Wayne's was full of cruelty, anger, fear and despair, and the expression was so complex that anyone who saw it couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

After a long time, as if he knew that there was no point in doing so, he also stopped, leaning against the dead branches.

"Wakaclaugh, when I break the seal, I will definitely devour all the wizards of the Ghost School!"

Wakaclof raised an eyebrow, the smile on his face even thicker, and he smiled, "Then it's time to pray, pray that when you break the seal, I have fallen." ”

"Humph!" Raimundi leaned over and didn't look at him, "Say whatever you want, say it, I'm going to look for the next unlucky guy." ”

Wayne: "......"

He felt a deep malice!

This bastard named Raimundi, it's better not to break the seal, or he will definitely kill him and swallow the origin!

However, in this way, the Origin Erosion of the Meditation Method is not aimed at everyone.

It's just that he happened to be chosen, and he was used as a breakthrough by the god in front of him......

Unlucky?

Come to think of it, he's such an unlucky guy!

Wakraf glanced at him, then looked back at Raimundi, and smiled, "I want to make a pact with you." ”

"Oh? You, the chief wizard of the Ghost School, want to make a pact with me? ”

Raimundi seemed to hear a joke and laughed maniacally, even with the twelve heads around him.

The laughter was shrill and piercing, and even the void world trembled, and circles of visible ripples spread out in all directions, distorting the space around them.

After more than ten seconds, Raimundi's laughter stopped, and he glared at Wakalough coldly and hummed:

"A long time ago, Liszt also made a pact with me, and then ...... And then that bastard wizard who was raised by a shodder bastard, sneaked up on me when I was promoted! ”

"If it weren't for him, if it weren't for that bastard, I would have reached the rank of 'Old God' and become the 'Lord of Immortals and Souls'!"

Forehead.

Hearing this, Wayne was dumbfounded.

It turns out that this thing is sealed, and there is such a secret.

Wizard Liszt, the founder of the school of ghosts......

It's as if some great image has collapsed......

Wakaclav's smile remained unchanged, "Raimundi, when you ascended to the rank of 'Old God', you swallowed the northern part of the continent, and used everyone there as the Origin Flame that ignited the realm. ”

"I don't think there's anything wrong with Wizard Liszt sealing you away."

"Even if it were me, I would have chosen to seal you at that time!"

"Humph!" Raimundi snorted and didn't say anything.

Only he knew that he was devouring the believers of his own church at that time, so it would still be used as a reason for sealing......

What a!

"Can I hear my agreement now?"

After speaking, Waklav didn't wait for him to say yes or no, and continued to himself: "With the strength of that seal, after this time, I'm afraid it will take you at least five hundred years to find the next one. ”

"But this is when I don't know it, if I or Villaut notice that the seal is loose, how long will this time be extended, I believe you can imagine ......"

"So what? Wakalagh, I don't want to listen to your nonsense! Raimundi interrupted impatiently.

“……”

There was a hint of displeasure on Wakalaw's face, and his tone turned cold: "Raimundi, am I being too kind to you, or do you think I can't take you?" ”

Raimundi opened his mouth, but finally closed: "......"

This bastard, like Liszt, belongs to the fuck Duoa!

Wakaclav stared at him for a few seconds before his expression softened and said, "The agreement is that every hundred years, I will allow you to operate in the outside world for ten years. ”

"Free time?" Raimundi couldn't help but ask.

Every 100 years, can you come out for ten years?

This, this is too tempting for him!

It's better than lying in the ruins of a dark and damp world like before......

Wayne on the side also looked at Wakraugh in surprise, can you still make an agreement like this?

Isn't this the equivalent of being imprisoned for a hundred years and then given a time to let go?

That's really ...... It's a big deal!

"Of course not!" With a caring expression of concern for the mentally retarded, Wakaclav looked at Raimundi and said, "One is the contract, the second is that I will provide your body, and the third is that the origin power cannot exceed the official wizard level. If you promise ......"

"I agreed!"

Before he could finish speaking, Raimundi spoke directly: "Wakalaf, I agree to this agreement!" ”

"But you should ask for something, right?"

"Of course, since it's an agreement, you also have to promise me a few conditions."

Wakaclav nodded and said, "That is, from now on, I want you to take the initiative to cooperate with the Ghost Meditation Method." ”

"What?!" Raimundi glared at him angrily, "You asked me to take the initiative to send the origin power out of the realm?" ”

"Can't you?"

"You bastard, don't even think about it!"

Wakaclav was not surprised, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said: "It's useless for you to keep it, it's better to contribute, maybe there is a possibility of returning to the god position in the future." ”

"And if you don't agree, I think I'll do it!"

"You, what are you going to do?!" Raimundi's face darkened a little, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't force me, even if I can't get out of the seal, I can still break the kingdom." ”

"Whatever you want."

Wakalaugh didn't believe he would give up.

If he had given up that immortal realm, he had done so long ago when Wizard Liszt sealed him.

How could it be possible to wait until now?

Moreover, with Villaut guarding the world of the dead, Wakraf doesn't believe Raimundi can do it.

Raimundi's face was cloudy, "You ......"

When Wayne saw this scene, he felt even more emotion in his heart.

Is this how powerful a demigod wizard is?

Even a god can look directly at it, and it can have the upper hand.

Despite the reason for Raimundi's sealing, Waklaw's deterrent power is also evident.

"Think clearly before answering, I'll only give you ......"

Wakaclogh pulled out a black pocket watch and looked at it, "One minute." ”

"Wait, you shouldn't be so hasty with something like this!"

"No, but who made me impatient." Wakaclogh smiled, "Raimundi, you have fifty seconds left, forty-nine, forty-eight......"

Raimundi glared at him viciously, and was eager to dismantle him and throw him into a dung pit, where he would be tormented with pain......

But hearing the sound of counting, echoing in this space, made him clear about the current situation.

He knew that whether he agreed or not, the Immortal Realm had long since become the property of the Ghost School.

No matter the sealing methods left by Liszt, as well as the reinforcement of the following chiefs, plus the presence of Villaut and Wakaclof and others, it is impossible for him to recapture the "immortal" country.

Even the "soul" realm that has not yet had time to fuse and devour is likely to be directly deprived of it......

"Five, Four......"

As the countdown drew to a close, Wakraf raised his cane and aimed it at Raimundi, the expression on his face turning even more indifferent.

"I promised you!"

"It's time!"

Wakraf smiled brightly and pointed forward with his cane, "Raimundi, I'm sorry you said it was late. ”

"What...... Damn, Wakraf, you didn't even want to make an appointment?! ”

The figure struggled violently again, its eyes staring at the nothingness in horror.

Even though there was nothing there, he seemed to see a great terror, and thirteen pairs of red eyes suddenly widened.

"Wakraf, I curse you!!"

Raimundi still doesn't understand where everything is fake.

The reason why Wakaclav said this was just to give him some expectations, and the purpose was to -

"After staying here for so long, there's always going to be a price, don't you?"

Wakalaw's expression remained unchanged, and the cane in his hand instantly landed on the huge figure, shattering him in just a second.

"I curse you!"

"In the name of the Lord of the Immortal, I curse you, Waklav Samuel Capo!"

"I curse you, and I will be like me!!"

The distorted figure that split into countless fragments, in this void world, roared madly.

Those eyes, mutilated or complete, were full of resentment, staring at Waklaav with a cold gaze.

"Cursed? To me, the realm of the 'immortal' is already a ghostly thing, and you can't sacrifice it! ”

"As for that agreement, you can think about it after you go back, and you don't have to answer me in a hurry. After all......"

"After all, it's still a hundred years before you see me again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wakaclav waved his scepter again.

"I curse—"

As Raimundi's roar stopped, the shards shattered again, turning into a black mist.

Then, under his tug, it landed on Wayne's forehead.

"Huh?"

Wayne watched all this in a daze, and before he could even react, he was hit on his forehead by the black mist.

What's even more unexpected is that Wakawlf, who was laughing and talking about the contract a second ago, would shoot so quickly and so ferociously......

"What is this?"

"Some 'immortal' origins."

Wakaclof looked at the mark on his forehead that had been looming before, and as it became clearer, a smile appeared on his face.

"Just to make up for the lack of your Origin Descendant, this will also allow you to fuse spell brands a little faster."

"At the same time, the Origin Power required for your fusion talent will also be reduced."

And such a benefit?

Wayne touched his forehead, he could already feel the mark compared to before.

It was a void world similar to the Origin Core, with nothing but darkness in it, pure darkness.

His heart moved: "Can I include the Origin Descendant like the legend of Salvatore?" ”

"Of course, that's the additional ability that the sigil has." Wakraf looked at the withered giant tree and explained softly, "It's only a support for you for the time being. ”

"When you get to the Legend level, it will help you a little more."

"Oh."

Wayne nodded, that's fine.

Increasing the speed of the Origin Fusion spell brand, as well as reducing the requirements for the Origin Fusion talent, is already very useful for him!

In addition to this, Wayne knew that the biggest benefit was to solve the anomaly of the Origin Core World, and he didn't have to worry about it anymore.

In this way, he can increase the number of Origin Descendants by increasing the level of the Meditation Method......

"Let's go, it's been too long to be out, it's time to go back."

"Okay, Chief Waklaf."

Wayne saluted respectfully, and he swore that this time it would be absolutely respectful.

A smile crossed his face when he saw him in this position, and he waved him away.

……

……

By the time Wayne came back to his senses, he was back at the intelligence station.

"Okay, I've told you everything I want to say,"

Wakraf took a sip of beer from the glass on the table and smiled, "The rest is up to you." ”

"Of course, as I said before, as long as you are still a wizard of the Ghost School, I, as the head of the school, will definitely help you clear some obstacles."

"Yes!"

Wayne stood up lightly and saluted solemnly again, "Thank you very much to Chief Wakraf for doing all this for me. ”

Strictly speaking, it was the first time he felt secure.

Not only did Wakaclaugh promise protection, but also because of today's conversation, which gave him a clearer understanding of the world.

Whether it is a god or an aberration, whether it is the Dawn Church, the Red Moon Church, or the Abyss Sect or the Twilight Sect......

As long as his strength is strong enough, they are all ants!

- just like Chief Waclav is to Raimundi!

"By the way, those Dawn priests outside, don't be too harsh on them."

"Huh?" Wayne was stunned.

Wakaclov blinked and smiled narrowly.

"After all, besides their Pope Majesty, there is also a god in a state of awakening, isn't there?"

"Ah......h

(End of chapter)