Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 400 God's Blood
Udulla's body froze, and the expression on his face changed.

As Puli said, the divinity of killing can make the host gain powerful power, but those who indulge in this power will also be swallowed by the will to kill.

In the swamp of corruption, the wizard who has fallen into madness is a bloody example!
"The flames of killing are blooming, the abandoned land will usher in chaos, and the glory of our lord will return to the world!" At this moment, Puli suddenly spoke again, with a pious expression on his face.

"The flames of killing bloom..." Udulla murmured.

Puli seemed to predict something, with a smile on his face, he said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Udura, everything in this world is God's will, and it may not be a good thing for us to give Enzo the divinity of killing." Bad thing."

Udulla's eyes flashed, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"A second-level wizard is qualified to inherit the divinity of killing." Puli said in a low voice, hoarsely, "After the divinity obtains the host, it will soon form a mark of killing. Driven by desire, it will surely bloom a symbol of killing." flower!"

"People who have been devoured by the will to kill will fight for more divinity. When the final son of slaughter is born, the temple will open again!"

"The Temple of Slaughter?" Udulla raised his head abruptly.

"That's right, it's the Temple of Slaughter!"

The corners of Puli's lips were raised, and there was a gleam of fanaticism in his eyes, and he said, "My lord's fire is left in the Temple of Slaughter. When the Son of Slaughter is born, he will come back to the world!"

"And that Enzo is the body I chose for the God of Slaughter!"

Udulla's heart trembled, and his whole body trembled.

Through the conversation with Puli, she finally understood the other party's intention, and told the secret that had been guarded for thousands of years, it was actually for a bigger plan.

"Keep this a secret from me, Uudra."

Afterwards, Puli regained his composure, and said softly, "The opportunity I have been waiting for for thousands of years is now in front of me. If all goes well, my lord will come to the world again relying on his body and divine fire!"

"At that time, the entire Lost Continent will be under the control of my lord. As a believer of my lord, you will also get great benefits!"

"Everything is for the God of Slaughter!"

As he spoke, Puli raised his hand and made a gesture representing killing believers.

"...Everything is for the God of Slaughter."

Udulla hesitated for a moment, then made the same gesture, expressing his identity as a believer of the God of Slaughter.

The conversation between the two ended, and the stone house fell into silence. Puli turned around and walked to the corner, twisted a mechanism, opened the entrance to a secret room, and walked in slowly.

No one noticed that in the most hidden shadow above the stone house, there was a crow hidden, with dark eyes watching everything below, listening to every word of the conversation between the two just now.

……

"So, is this your purpose?"

In another stone house, the luster in Enzo's eyes flickered slightly. After using the shadow crow to eavesdrop on the conversation between Udulla and Puli, he understood everything.

"Those who inherit the divine nature of killing will eventually be swallowed by the will of killing and become the resurrected body of the god of killing..." Enzo muttered to himself.

Puli did not abandon his faith. On the contrary, he was a fanatic of the God of Slaughter. Today, the age of the gods has long gone, but he is still planning for the resurrection of the God of Slaughter.

It was Puli's plan to hand over the divinity of killing to Enzo.

After inheriting the divinity of killing, Enzo can rely on the divinity to gain strength, but under the influence of killing, he will eventually lose his will and become the son of killing.

And the Son of Slaughter is the resurrected body of the God of Slaughter!

"It's a plan that kills two birds with one stone!"

A sneer appeared on Enzo's face, a cold gleam flashed in his eyes, and thoughts kept flickering in his mind.

Puli chose to hand over his divinity to Enzo, seemingly losing the treasure that has been guarding for thousands of years, but in fact it is a matter of killing two birds with one stone.

First of all, without the killing divinity, the camp will no longer be invaded by other forces, and secondly, find a host for the killing divinity as the basis for the resurrection of the killing god.

"Hmph! Your plan is perfect, but unfortunately I'm not a fool!" Enzo snorted coldly, his eyes sparkling. Now that he knew Puli's plan, he naturally wouldn't sit still.

First of all, Enzo is bound to win the killing divinity. Even if everything is Puli's plan, he does not intend to give up that divinity.

However, gaining the killing divinity does not mean that you will definitely become a killing puppet!
Boom boom boom!
After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Enzo said lightly.

The door was pushed open, and Puli walked in, holding a clay pot with both hands, with strange and small tadpole-like incantations engraved on the surface, and a black crystal stone inlaid on the seal.

"How are the casualties in the camp?"

Enzo glanced at the pot, his eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't rush to ask for divinity, but asked casually.

"Thanks to Your Excellency Enzo's potion, people infected by snake venom are basically out of danger." Puli said sincerely with a grateful expression on his face, "If it weren't for you, the Gro camp would have been doomed tonight, please. Allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the clan!"

Enzo smiled, but jokes flashed in his eyes.

"This is the divinity of the God of Slaughter, and I will leave it to you now!" Afterwards, Puli handed the pot directly to Enzo without too much nonsense.

"Is this the killing divinity?"

Enzo's eyes flashed, and he used the chip to scan, and found that there was some blood in the clay pot, which contained an astonishing power, but it was sealed.

"How can I obtain the divinity inside?" Enzo asked again.

"It's very simple, break the seal and drink the blood of the god inside." Puli said, "The clay pot that seals the divinity was left by my ancestors, so only those who have the blood of the believers of the God of Slaughter are eligible to open it." it!"

"At the same time, after the seal is released, you must immediately drink the divinity inside, otherwise the power will lose control and affect everything around you!"

"After the seal is lifted, must the divinity be drunk immediately?"

Enzo narrowed his eyes, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face, and said in a deep voice, "In this case, please trouble Mr. Puli, please remove the seal on this, and let me drink the divine blood inside."

"No problem." Puli lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Immediately afterwards, he took a deep breath, a solemn expression appeared on his face, his old arms floated on top of the clay pot, and he muttered words.

Suddenly, the incantation engraved on the surface of the clay pot flickered.

The next moment, the clay pot continued to tremble, and the crystal inlaid on the top seal showed fine cracks that continued to spread, and finally turned into crystal stones and shattered.

"Your Excellency Enzo, please drink the blood of God!" Puli said in a deep voice.

Enzo nodded slightly, his eyes flickering. After the seal was lifted, a powerful force emerged from the pot. A ball of crimson liquid flowed continuously as if it had life, as if it wanted to break through the shackles of the pot.

Enzo no longer hesitated, opened his mouth and poured the blood into his mouth.

The strong breath and power flowed into the abdomen along the throat. After the god's blood was drunk, there was no tendency to resist. Instead, it seemed very calm, dormant in Enzo's body like a strange beast.

"Is this the end?" Enzo shook the clay pot.

The blood of God inside had been drunk, and Enzo didn't feel any abnormality, but Puli, who was opposite him, was a little excited, but he forcibly suppressed it, so he put on a calm expression.

"Yes, Your Excellency Enzo."

Puli nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice, "The divinity of the God of Slaughter is already in your body, but to truly master this power, you still need to do some other things."

"What's the matter?" Enzo raised an eyebrow.

"Kill!"

"Kill?" Enzo narrowed his eyes.

"That's right, it's killing!" Puli raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said slowly, "The God of Slaughter is in charge of [Slaughter] priesthood, and the divinity he left behind is also full of desire for killing."

"To truly control the divinity, Your Excellency Enzo must kill!"

"Through continuous killing, you can quickly improve your strength, and your divinity will gradually be transformed into a mark, which will become one with Your Excellency Enzo."

Puli spoke of the use of the Divinity of Slaughter.

Enzo stroked his chin, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and said, "You mean, the divinity of killing is like a locked treasure chest, and if you want to get the treasure inside, you must use killing as the key? "

"Exactly!" Puli nodded.

After drinking the blood of the God of Slaughter, the divinity has remained in Enzo's body, but this power cannot be used by him for the time being. Only through continuous killing can Enzo gradually master this divinity.

"The Forsaken Lands are a paradise for undead creatures."

Immediately afterwards, Puli spoke again and suggested, "Your Excellency Enzo wants to master the power of divinity as soon as possible. You can use the wasteland as a testing ground and kill those wandering skeletons and walking corpses as the key to unlocking divinity!"

Enzo's eyes flickered, and he nodded slightly.

Slaughter is the only way to master divinity, and the undead creatures wandering in the wasteland have become the best targets. The huge number of skeletons and walking corpses can be Enzo's prey.

"I will go to the wasteland as soon as possible."

Enzo pondered for a moment, and said, "But let's forget it now, the camp was just attacked by the Snake Claws. In order to prevent those monsters from going back, I plan to guard the camp for a while."

"...That's fine." Puli hesitated.

Afterwards, Puli explained some things about divinity, and then left Enzo's residence on the grounds of appeasing the tribe.

After Puli left, the corners of Enzo's lips rose, and his eyes flickered slightly.

"Hmph! It's not so easy for me to believe your nonsense." Enzo snorted coldly, opened his mouth, and a crow slowly emerged from his mouth. Its whole body was condensed with dark blood, and landed in Enzo's palm.

The divinity of killing!
Knowing that Puli was plotting something wrong, Enzo naturally couldn't obey the other party's words, but in the process of drinking the divine blood, he wrapped the divine blood with the power of the phantom crow and turned into a divine crow .

In this way, the divine blood that was drunk was spit out.

In the same place, Enzo looked at the palm, the crow condensed by the blood of the gods was constantly twisting and changing, and the divinity seemed to be out of control, struggling to break through the constraints of magic power.

However, it is only a trace of divinity.

Under the shackles of the Illusory Crow Thousand Spirits, it gradually returned to calm. Following Enzo's thought, the divine crow immediately flew back into his body, but this power did not merge with him, but hibernated in a special way .

"The divinity has been obtained, and the next step is to control this power."

Enzo stroked his chin and thought about it, "According to Puli's narration, the only way to master the power of divinity is through killing. If I want to verify this, it seems that I have to go to the wasteland."

Although Puli has evil intentions, what he tells is not all lies.

The power of divinity can only be grasped by killing. If Enzo wants to verify this, he can only go to the wasteland, but this is not in a hurry, because before that, he has more important things to do.

Abandoned land, wasteland.

On the endless barren land, the sky gradually ushered in the dawn, and the faint light pierced through the clouds, tearing the darkness of the night.

Below, two figures are moving.

A few walking corpses around were attracted by the smell of blood, and walked slowly towards that side, but before they got close, they were pierced through the head by a venom arrow, and fell hard to the ground.

"Hiss! Hang in there, leader!"

Karu of the Snake Claw Tribe, whose lower body has turned into a snake tail form, held the unconscious leader on his shoulders, and swam quickly on the wasteland, saying, "I'm going back to the burrow soon, the God of Black Snake will definitely save you s life."

Ahead, a dark cave loomed.

Kalu's vertical pupils shone slightly, and quickly swung the snake's tail and got in. Relying on its familiarity with the environment, it quickly went deep into the cave.

sizzle!
In the dark cavern, the neighing of snakes came continuously, and Karu quickly came to the depths of the cavern while spitting out snake letters to respond to them.

"It's Karu, and the leader!"

"They're back."

"The leader is injured! What's going on? What about the other clansmen?"

Ahead, there appeared a place similar to an underground palace. The stones inlaid on the rock wall gave off a faint light. There were poisonous snakes entrenched around it, and in the center was a giant black-scaled python.

"My lord, the Great Black Snake God, I'm back."

Karu put the leader aside, prostrated himself on the ground respectfully, and said hoarsely, "If you failed to complete the task you assigned, please punish me!"

In the center of the underground palace, the giant black python slowly opened its eyes.

There was a strange luster in those dark vertical pupils, and the black-scaled python looked at the unconscious leader of the Snake Claw Clan, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Injured? My poor child."

After all, the black-scaled python crawled slowly, opened its mouth with intertwined fangs, spit out a stream of purple venom, turned into countless small snakes, landed on the leader of the Snake Claw Clan, and crawled like insects.

The little snakes followed the wound and penetrated into the abdomen of the leader of the Snake Claw Clan.

In a short while, they have been fused with flesh and blood, and the wounds have been repaired. The leader of the Snake Claw Clan also woke up leisurely, looking at the black python not far away, and the luster of guilt appeared in his vertical pupils.

"Extremely sorry, the great God of the Black Snake."

The leader of the Snake Claw Clan turned over and prostrated himself on the ground, begging, "Palen has failed your trust, please punish the Black Snake God!"

(End of this chapter)