27. Memorial Service (3)
The huge sword blade swept across the air, and the power that could destroy a city was compressed into the blade. With lightning and thunder, it cut through the body of the huge black shadow, and blood spurted out, hitting the ground and
The sludge produced a more terrifying reaction, and they began to gradually give birth to new life.
A corrupt life.
He Shenyan stared at all of this, moved his fingers slightly, and continued to sweep the sword. He tore the black shadow into pieces like a butcher undressing a cow. He was very familiar with the forces that make up this world, and threw away the terrifying essence.
Not to mention, the source of power inside actually comes from Sithorn.
But it's different.
It's like the difference between warm water and cold water.
First, the group of birdmen from Eternal Paradise found him, and then the followers of Hades from another dimension tried to destroy the world?
Ah, Strange, we are really in trouble.
A mean smile appeared on the mage's face, but disappeared in the next second.
He clasped his hands together, and the huge black shadow with only the skeleton left was cut in half by the sword blade. The smelly internal organs were scattered on the ground, and its mutilated body fell to the ground, and the mud boiled more intensely. A terrifying noise followed, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Upset.
Dark Voice...Trouble.
He Shenyan raised his right hand, and magic power bloomed from his palm. A sun seemed to rise in the lifeless sky, and it began to shine brightly and burn the mud.
There are many world-destroying spells in Sithorn's Book of Darkness. Of course, there are some, but there are very few people who can release them. As a mage who has read the Book of Darkness no less than three hundred times, why?
Shenyan can say responsibly that the noise that is being heard is one recorded in the Book of Darkness.
The sound of darkness is released through the power of communication with Sithorne. If they are mortals, they will become mindless puppets the moment they hear this sound, and their bodies will begin to mutate within a few minutes - changing into what they remember.
The image of the most terrifying monster. Although it may not be as strong as it is, it is definitely a first-class terror.
The most important thing is that this spell can even cause infection. If the monsters transformed from humans infected by the sound of darkness kill other people, the killed people will also become part of the monster.
However, does the person behind the scenes really think this spell is useful to him?
It is true that this spell can interfere with the minds of many mages, making them unable to concentrate in battle. This is a fatal threat to the mages of the Kama Taj school, but He Shenyan has long since
It is no longer the same species as those in other worlds.
The hanging ring was even abandoned.
His mind was spinning, and he instantly deduced that the attacker might not know who he really was. Of course, there was no way of telling, maybe the man was just pretending to be stupid.
The top priority now is to find the missing epidemic doctor, Carter Leontones. His body and spirit were alienated by Sithorn's power and became a transit station, but it is not impossible to save him. As long as he is found, this land will be able to survive.
The corrupt world built by his spirit and Sithorne's power will naturally disappear.
He Shenyan frowned and pretended to be affected by the sound of darkness. At the same time, he removed the huge sword made of pure magic power and began to use low-power primary fireball and other spells. A fireball the size of a washbasin.
When shot out, the power can only make the house collapse, but it is more than enough to deal with the dead people slowly crawling out of the mud.
Their bodies were unable to withstand the burning of the flames, but He Shenyan's brows furrowed even deeper - can this guy cast the spell do it? Are the summoned undead so unbearable?
In desperation, he began to continue to reduce the output of magic power, and at the same time, his face temporarily turned pale, and his body began to shake. He gritted his teeth and began to slowly make an emergency landing, looking like he was exhausted mentally and physically.
The person behind the scenes has Sithorn's power as protection. He really can't find where the other person is for a while. It's like a maggot burrowing into a manure pit. Let alone looking for it, He Shenyan is not even willing to use his mental tentacles.
Look twice.
Fortunately, the person behind the scenes is obviously a very impatient guy.
Just when he was about to touch the ground, four tentacles shot out from under the mud and tied his limbs tightly. He Shenyan's expression suddenly became extremely ugly - he had a mysophobia.
However, in the eyes of the man behind the scenes, this expression was proof that he was at his wits' end. With a chuckle, a man carrying Carter Leontones rose up from the mud.
He Shenyan glanced at Carter Leontones, who was still in a coma, with sympathy: Sithorn's power would not be so disgusting under normal circumstances, unless the person who cast the spell had mental problems.
"Hello, guardian of this world, we finally meet for real."
He let go of Carter's hand, and another tentacle emerged and tied him up. The man clapped his hands: "I have to say, your tenacity is beyond my imagination. You can actually persist like this under the sound of darkness."
Long."
"But...that's it."
The man smiled and raised his right hands, clasping them together into palms. The power from Sithorn wrapped around his palms: "Your identity belongs to me."
——Then, he just stopped where he was.
The tentacles wrapped around He Shenyan's limbs began to turn into ashes bit by bit. He patted his clothes with disgust, and the sky began to fall. The sun that exuded rancid light disappeared in an instant, and the sun hung in the sky like intestines.
The clouds also disappeared together with them. A huge full moon rose behind He Shenyan.
The mud on the ground began to melt quickly like snow melted by water, but in just a moment, the world built by Sithorn's power completely disappeared. The ground dedicated to Long Beach reappeared, and time
, but it was already late at night.
The mage raised his head and glanced at the sky, then walked straight past the man who was stopped and couldn't move, not even paying attention to him. Carter Leontones lay on the ground, unconscious. He Shenyan went to him
Throwing a psychic version of the healing spell, the disease doctor woke up instantly.
He jumped up from the ground shivering, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to grab his throat and start vomiting non-stop. He Shenyan smiled, stood beside him and asked softly: "How much did you eat?"
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"......vomit!"
Carter Leontones' vomiting sound became more violent. It must be said that He Shenyan sympathized with him very much.
That sludge... you can think of it as a super big cesspit full of corpses of various creatures. Although it is not as good as the cauldron of Nurgle demons, it is not far behind. If Sithorne knew his power
Being used to do this kind of thing, the expression on his face must be quite wonderful.
Although the Sithorn that He Shenyan knew was a fun-loving person, he couldn't do such a thing.
After Carter Leontones finished vomiting, He Shenyan asked him: "When did those hallucinations that bother you start?"
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There is one more update.
It hurts.
Chapter completed!