Why did the lord rebel

Chapter 480: Enduring the bold one

A group of Shuangfengling horsemen stared dryly at the lord, unable to react for a moment.

Because only Xia Houyan remembered in an instant that when the Spring Incident in Rock Creek City happened, the Prince of Hell suddenly appeared, and following the ritual of the unlucky Bartholomew de Hash, he was dug out from the underground of Rock Creek City. A "broken leg of death"!

Bartholomew de Hash and Big Brother Yama both mentioned at the time that the God of Death in Haiwen Continent had been quartered by five horses as early as ancient times, and the fragments of his remains were scattered and hidden in various corners of the continent.

The amputated leg at the foot of Rock Creek City was part of the lost remains of the God of Death in Haven.

Until now, Xia Houyan still doesn’t know the reason why Brother Yama from Earth planned a civil strife in the Grand Duke of Houston, and also wanted to get the severed leg of the God of Death under Rock Creek City;

However, Xia Houyan is certain of one thing:

Taking into account the extremely abnormal concentration of ghost magic power near the Hesse Mire, and the inscription on the stone slab just now that "the remnant body of the Lord God cannot be guarded"...

He dared to bet with his lower body that there must be another remains of the God of Death hidden underground in this abandoned church!

——Except for the corpse of a "god", nothing in the world can create such majestic ghostly magic that can even encompass a swamp!

Xia Houyan is even sure that the reason why Endric Thanatos, the former leader of the Bo Burial Sect who died four hundred years ago, is still able to completely violate the laws of magic and live as a skeleton until now is also It must be due to the long-term immersion in the ghostly magic power of the remains of the God of Death!

——In other words, the only one who knows how to dig out the corpse of the God of Death from the ground is Endric Thanatus, who is neither human nor ghost, but has been faithfully guarding the church for four hundred years. !

Xia Houyan looked at the skeleton Thanatos with an uncertain face, and thought to himself, if I don't get the remains of the God of Death under the church today, how can I have the face to face the revolutionary mentor after death?

——Since traveling to Haiwen Continent, Xia Houyan has not missed any opportunity to pocket good things. In the past few years, the lord of Frost Maple Ridge and his gang of thugs have almost used the greed of capitalists to break into houses. The agility of the thief and the bravery of the highwayman, like hungry wolves, devour every treasure that comes within sight;

However, what made Xia Houyan deeply regretful was that although the leg bone of the God of Death under Yanxi City appeared in front of him during the spring of Yanxi City, it was killed by Yan before it could pass through the hands of Shuangfengling. Brother Wang Ye took care of it without authorization...

This is a huge waste!

Xia Houyan has been in Haiwen Continent for such a long time, and he knows the market conditions of Haiwen very well: whenever a magic prop is related to the gods, it is like the stock has been involved in new energy and movies. The price of small fresh meat has skyrocketed:

Just like the equipment that is said to have been "used by the gods" and "blessed by the gods", every one of them is a rare treasure that is difficult to buy on the black market with a lot of money. Even now that Shuangmangling's family is getting richer, it is not possible to buy it. Dare to say how much you can give;

And the remains of the God of Death are even more different - this is not some "magic item" related to the god, this is the god himself!

The entities of those old gods thousands of years ago!

Xia Houyan simply couldn't imagine that if he put a piece of "god's body" on the market for sale, what kind of huge price would those old mages in the city who have spent their whole lives studying the mysteries of elements be willing to pay, just to touch that transcendent world? The body of a god...

Even if the God of Death is just an unpopular fallen god, a god is still a god!

What's more, even if you don't put the Death God's body up for sale, just leaving it in Shuangmaple Ridge for magic research, it can still produce immeasurable economic and technological value: as the "Southern Union College" opens in Shuangmaple Ridge Yuhuatai Officially completed, the current Dukedom of Igor has long since gotten rid of the low-quality status of nine out of ten people being illiterate. Now it is full of scholars who talk and laugh, and have no ordinary people in their dealings. There are many famous and professional magic intellectuals.

However, all this possible wealth disappeared because of the intervention of Brother Yama...

After the Spring Incident in Rock Creek City, Xia Houyan brought the severed leg of the God of Death back to his territory.

However, after secret testing by Shuangmaple Ridge's confidential technical department, researchers came to the conclusion that the severed leg that had been treated by Big Brother no longer had any elemental fluctuations left, and was now just a fragment of thousands of years of history. Just ordinary dead meat——

——The kind that would be disgusted even if you feed it to dogs.

The fact that he accidentally missed the precious remains of the God of Death made the Xiahou official burst into tears.

But what he never expected was that after so many months, he would encounter another remains of the God of Death in the Hesse Mire!

——Xia Houyan’s original plan was to take advantage of the fact that the war was not so urgent, to come to the Hesse Quagmire to investigate the abnormal fluctuations of ghostly magic power. It would be best to conduct archaeological excavations and find some necromancy magic props.

As a result, I got lucky today and met a real treasure who opened the door!

The eldest brother, the Lord of Hell, had not appeared in front of Xia Houyan for many days. He deeply suspected that this guy was busy with other mysterious affairs and found it difficult to escape;

——If he didn’t take advantage of the precious opportunity of Lord Yama’s absence to secretly add another piece of the remains of the God of Death to Shuangmaple Ridge, Xia Houyan would not be able to forgive himself.

The most important thing is that he must study for himself why Brother Yama is looking for these remains of the God of Death——

The true purpose of this big brother from the Earth who traveled thousands of miles to Haiwen is still an unsolved mystery to him.

And if you want to get the remains of the God of Death hidden in the church, the key to everything is——

——Endric Thanatos in front of me.

This skeleton was filled with the aura of the netherworld, and the lines on its bones were almost as broken as the rags on the ground. After hearing Xia Houyan's words, the already unfathomable eye sockets seemed to become a little darker.

He slightly tilted his lifeless head, like a marionette, and fell into stillness facing Xia Houyan.

After a long time, he said in a hollow and hoarse voice:

"Remains? What do you mean?"

Although Thanatus's voice using Netherworld magic sounded quite plain, Xia Houyan still noticed a slight tremor in it.

A certain unscrupulous lord suddenly felt happy, knowing that he had guessed more or less correctly:

The wavering that Thanatus showed at that moment undoubtedly showed that the matter of "the remains of the God of Death" was not unfamiliar to this undead creature, and it was even of great importance;

And my next task is to find a way to get the remains of the God of Death out of the mouth of this dead skeleton...

Xia Houyan pretended to clear his throat, imitating the sanctimonious church bishops in the imperial capital, and solemnly said to Thanatus:

"Ahem, although the God of Death has fallen for a thousand years, his ways have not yet been wiped out in the dust... Priest Thanatus, the thousand-year period has come, and the God of Death will surely rise again! I am the representative of the old God of Death, the master of the power of the dead. "You, I am the reborn God of Death! I came here to wake you up today just to retrieve the remains of my old self!" All the Shuangfeng Ridge horses were stunned.

Master Lowry and Alice Comstock were present at Bartholomew de Hashe's secret rites, and knew a thing or two about the idea that Death was quartered on five horses and that the body parts were hidden all over the continent;

But after all, they had never seen Big Brother dig out the severed leg of Death, so they always regarded these as Bartholomew de Hashe's crazy words and ignored them;

So, the shocking fact that there might really be a piece of the dead body of the God of Death underground in this church immediately struck them like a thunderbolt.

However, what shocked them even more was——

My lord actually wants to pretend to be some kind of "reborn God of Death" to deceive the remains of the fallen God of Death from Thanatus, the chief priest of Death!

Pretend! damn it! God!

Such a brave and shameless behavior is really beyond the cognitive scope of several Shuangfengling horses.

They stared blankly at the lord who was confident and satisfied, and seemed to be somewhat of a god. Alice Comstock's beautiful eyes widened, Master Molière almost dropped his jaw in shock, and Laurie The master and Eldridge were in awe.

Also shocked was Endric Thanatus.

The will-o'-the-wisp fire in his hollow eye sockets shot up three feet high like oil boiling in a raging fire, and on his moss-covered white bone face, there appeared a vivid expression that could only be described as "confused".

"The Lord of Death has fallen..." Thanatus said dryly.

"...and I have returned!" Xia Houyan roared, interrupting the murmurings of the skeleton priest, "Since you have seen the God of Death, why don't you worship him!"

Perhaps because the Lord's tone was too conclusive and confident, for a moment, Master Laurie and others even thought that the Lord was really some kind of new god of death, but he had just kept it a secret from them for several years.

——Of course, for some ulterior reasons, Xiahou officials have always been very confident when facing undead creatures.

Endric Thanatus also apparently fell asleep over the course of four hundred years. He looked longingly at the black-haired young man standing proudly with his arms folded in front of him. He was silent for a long time and then said coldly:

"I don't believe it."

Just before he finished speaking, Thanatus raised his hand without any warning, and a ray of condensed ghost magic power shot out instantly and came towards Xia Houyan through the air.

Thanatus's attack was too fast and too sudden. Even the experienced Master Lowry had no time to react. Only Xia Houyan, who was facing Thanatus, destroyed the tower in an instant. Natus’ attack method was recognized:

The dark and condensed Nether magic is very familiar to Xia Houyan. It is the mentor-level necromantic magic "Nether Bite" that Bartholomew de Hash is most proud of!

This powerful tutor-level magic has extremely perverted requirements for magic skills and magic power reserves. After encountering Bartholomew de Hash, Xia Houyan also relied on the magic power supply of Big Brother Yama, and after some hardships, Liancai barely mastered the technique of silently firing the "Bite of the Netherworld", which finally helped him win a victory in front of William Hyde;

But Thanatus' "Bite of the Netherworld" is more powerful than Bartholomew de Hashe and Xia Houyan! Before he took action, Xia Houyan did not even feel any magic fluctuations in the air. This proved that Thanatus did not even silently recite the spell to activate "Bite of the Netherworld", but purely relied on his superb magic skills to achieve it. The instantaneous casting speed of mentor-level magic even exceeds that of Bartholomew de Hashe, who was only "nearly instantaneous" at the beginning!

Such magic casting skills are powerful enough to shine in the annals of history in any era. Xia Houyan has no doubt that if Thanatus four hundred years ago was not a practitioner of heretical magic, then the magic in the academy today would be There must be a page for him in the history textbooks.

——However, he no longer had much time to admire Thanatus' strength.

Because the opponent's attack has already reached its target:

The "Bite of the Netherworld", which was dark, deep and cold, and instantly fatal upon contact, mercilessly pierced Xia Houyan's chest, then came out of his body, exploding a patch of black frost on the stone wall of the church behind him.

Master Moliere's eyes widened in horror, and Alice let out a silent scream——

Xia Houyan, on the other hand, blinked calmly, then stretched out his hand to smooth the front of his robe on his chest.

"What for?" He squinted at Thanatus with contempt.

The latter, this dead ghost who had been wandering between the human world and the netherworld for four hundred years, stared at the Lord of Frost Maple Ridge as if he were a ghost:

Even if you add in the long years of Thanatus' life, the chief priest of the Thin Burial Sect, who lived for nearly five hundred years, never imagined in his wildest dreams that he would meet someone who could be eaten alive. The macho man who is still alive and kicking in "The Bite of the Netherworld"! He felt that his whole person had fallen into a sense of vanity, leaving only a voice shouting crazily in his chest:

What is this thing for? !

"I think your magic power was slack when you released the 'Bite of the Netherworld', but your magic skills made up for it. If you continue to cast magic on me like this, your chances of survival will appear smaller." Xia Houyan Ignoring Thanatus's worry, he commented bluntly.

"You...you..." Thanatus was speechless.

"Brother, I am really the successor of the God of Death." Xia Houyan looked at the skeleton in front of him sincerely, "And I am also the patron of the modern Bo Burial Sect. From a moral and ethical perspective, it is not wrong for you to call me daddy. "

Master Laurie dared to swear on his lower body that in the past five hundred years, if anyone spoke like this to Thanatus, the chief priest of the Bodhisattva Sect, he would be greeted by the next "Bite of the Netherworld".

But at this moment, Thanatus just stood there blankly, looking at the Lord with blank eyes, motionless.

Master Lowry felt someone poke him gently from behind.

"Victor..." Master Molière asked furtively using magic transmission, "Do you think our boss is really the God of Death?"

Master Lowry said to himself that the world was absolutely crazy.