Chapter 188: Taking His True Name Saruman

A card with the style of Oriental Xianxia, full of fairy energy, like smoke and fog, jumped out of the magic book, the card is a yin and yang two-color fish coiled into a jade wash, the ancient three cloud seals, showing the real name of this artifact, "cornucopia"!

Pisces Jade Wash landed lightly on the altar, reflecting the crown of black horns on the head of the vampire king Saruman, the goal of the traveling mage, and thus revealing its image, including its every move.

Because it is the reflection of the water mirror of the artifact, the target person who is observed and peeped at cannot be detected at all, unless he has become a god and is still within the close range of the artifact, when he sees the "cornucopia", he can sense the truth of his own peeping with the divine thoughts that are difficult to describe in words.

Immediately after, another card from the Origin of Chaos and Darkness appeared, the surface of the card was as black as an iron curtain, except for the deepest part, a figure lit up with a trace of flame, like the eyes of an evil dragon.

It couldn't wait to leap out of the magic book, and to the accompaniment of the absurd out-of-tune of the harsh music, it took on a dark gold ring and took the initiative to put it on the right index finger of the traveling mage.

It's a pity that this dangerous artifact with the characteristics of devouring the Lord made even the traveling mages who crisscrossed the heavens and all worlds frowned, but fortunately, a pale palm on the altar that had been severed with a full wrist shot out a vessel-like silk thread, volleyed the dark gold ring, and quickly retracted it, firmly on the index finger.

The Dark Gold Ring struggled for a while, and found that it could not escape the restrictions of the Pale Hand, which was also a supreme artifact, so it could only obediently quiet down.

Seeing this scene, the traveling mage couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then laughed: "What an interesting main material world! From a microscopic perspective, I have discovered not only molecules, atoms, but also magical elements, and a scientific world with strict physical rules, compatible with magic and divine arts. In other words, at the micro level, the material barriers have been seriously weakened, which makes it very easy for the world's science and technology to break through the limitations of the existing era, and it is difficult for scientists to understand black technology at the level of appearance. As for the laws of the mystical side, there are the gods who incarnate order, and the spokesmen of chaos, demons, devils, demon gods, and ancient evil gods, and it is really a wonderful world that I am looking forward to. ”

Talking to himself, the traveling mage urgently needed to find his place in the main material world, and silently chanted "I'm sorry!", and then activated the grand ritual of taking the true name of the legendary creature.

The altar is made from the body of Barbaria, the great devil captured by the traveling mage in Barbara's purgatory, and the tattoos on the skin are all Isaiah patterns from the platinum heavens, like chains, but it has a strong binding force on both the order camp and the chaos camp creatures.

The "cornucopia" from the Oriental Xianxia world, although it is not the highest level of "Flood Wilderness", is also the washbasin that the master of the Immortal Dao Sect plays with every day, and the functions of clairvoyance are only basic, after being demonized by the Purgatory Altar, photography is a new function developed by the traveling mage.

The most powerful artifacts are the Pale Hand and the Dark Gold Ring, the former being a multiverse-level Divine Hundred-armed Giant summoned by the Traveling Mage from the kaleidoscope space-time prison that rivals the Neraku Black Hole, and the Supreme Artifact that was made on the spot by twisting the right hand of Ymir, the ancestor of the Frost Giant.

The latter is the Supreme Ring condensed by the Traveling Mage who seized the dark origin of a high-level magic world, which was infused with the souls of the Dark Lord and the Nine Great Ring Spirit Knights, and as he continued to travel through many worlds, this magic ring instinctively immersed himself in the dark side of the world, absorbing more and more power, and gradually evolving to the supreme artifact.

With two supreme artifacts, an immortal magic weapon, an altar-form purgatory magic tool, and the ceremony of seizing the true name arranged by the traveling mage, it is really foolproof.

After all, Saruman, the king of vampires, is the king of a clan, and there is a quasi-god-level vampire true ancestor on it, and when necessary, use the magic power of Castlevania, and the seventy-two pillar demon gods will rush up, which is also a very powerful backup.

If it weren't for such a strong force, how could the secular world of Europa and the ancient gods of the Cross Religion sit back and watch the vampire clan turn into a blood clan, walk from the darkness to the "sunshine", and completely bleached their origins and roots.

"Your name, I want it!"

As soon as the words fell, the pale hand, one of the supreme artifacts, reached into the cornucopia of immortal magic weapons, grabbed the reflection scene, Saruman, the king of the blood clan wearing the crown of black horns, and ingested it more than a thousand miles away from the realm of purgatory.

The "Supreme Ring" on the index finger of the Pale Hand suddenly erupted into a darkness as deep as iron, engulfing the King of the Blood Clan who could not get rid of the shackles of the Pale Hand in an instant.

Poor vampire king Saruman, left his base hometown in an instant, and appeared in the trap set by the enemy thousands of miles away, and the dizziness caused by the spatial shock completely knocked down his consciousness, even if he wore the crown of the black horn of the demigod artifact, he could not avoid it.

Immediately afterwards, the majestic magic power of the Supreme Ring quietly penetrated into Saruman's soul, and the soul of the King of the Blood Clan, who had gone through thousands of years, was not the opponent of the Supreme Artifact at all, nor was it the opponent of the Supreme Ring who had experienced dozens of worlds and absorbed the precipitation of the dark side of the world, just like a corpse parked in the morgue, allowing the Supreme Artifact to be analyzed, extracted, copied, and rubbed.

What seems like a long time is only a short breath in the eyes of the traveling mage, everything about the past of the vampire king Saruman, the first embrace of the true ancestor, the excitement of the first bloodline, the emotion of hunting in the dark, the achievement of creating a family, the joy of being supported by the secret party and the demon party, as well as the multitude of black magic, as well as the learning and mastery of the extraordinary power of various systems, all valuable knowledge and memories, all the valuable knowledge and memories, have been recorded and stripped away along with his true name.

In just a split second, a new card was formed, with a golden texture, the image of Saruman, the king of the Immortal Bloodline, appearing vividly on the deck, becoming clearer and clearer as time passed.

The traveling mage stepped forward and stretched out his hand lightly, and the moment his fingertips touched the card, his image changed significantly, and the elegance and wisdom of the scholar-type mage suddenly transformed into an evil and crazy night nobleman.

He rejected the vampire's bloodline physique, which was restrained by sunlight and positive energy, and only took the true name of the bloodline king and transformed into the evil and chaotic black-robed mage Saruman!

The ritual ended, and the vampire king not only lost his true name, but also lost a part of the spirituality and essence of the vampire forever, and all magic contracts signed in the name of Saruman will be inherited by the black-robed mage Saruman, including the part that casts the spell.

In other words, Saruman, the king of the blood clan, has disappeared forever, and all the memories about him have been rewritten in the minds of the people involved, which is a rewriting of the records at the bottom of the world, which shows that the power of the traveling mage is indeed not a high-dimensional existence that can be understood by normal thinking.

Like a chopping board altar of purgatory, the King of the Blood Clan looked sluggish, and the pale hand of the supreme artifact did not need the signal of the traveling mage, and in the blink of an eye, he sent away the King of the Blood Clan, who was ravaged by mermaids and devastated the ground, and closed the temporary space-time passage opened up by the cornucopia by the way.

This led to a terrible result, even the Impaler Dracula in Castlevania didn't find out, who called him just a Blood True Ancestor, a quasi-god-level immortal, a baby staggering on the sacred ladder?

The only one who can detect it is Ye Zhiqiu, a scientific demigod who is also a wanderer of the heavens and all worlds, after all, he is also a leader in various systems, although he does not have the spark of a traveling mage, and he has an unfathomable hole card in his hand, and he is also a big man who walks sideways.

"Hey, in the East, on the Europa prairie, there's an interesting visitor!"

Ye Zhiqiu's gaze couldn't help but cast over, and saw a mage tower rising from the ground, a huge fireball appeared on the top of the tower, and the flames were not sprayed and burned outside, but collapsed towards the dark pupils at the core, just like the eyes of an evil dragon or a high-ranking fire demon.

The huge demon eye spewed out a dark and inexplicable strange light, and wherever the light swept through, the corpses that were buried by nature stood up with vigour and gathered in front of the mage tower named Isinger, the pale bones were like the ocean churning, it was thousands of dead legions, and the dark yellow aura of fear radiated all over the wilderness, focusing on the west.

The border nobles of Eastern Europe Loba are in trouble, and the western expeditionary army that was originally strangled by the feudal lords of the Holy Roma Empire against the desert empire is now in the predicament of being in danger of being attacked on their backs.

However, the Byzantine Empire, founded by the remnants of the Eastern Roma Empire, and the Eastern nomads, known as the "Sacred Whip", really had something to say in the face of the emerging powers that had emerged in their own territory.

"This is Lao Tzu's territory, bones and sticks or something, roll thick!"