Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 402 The Raven of Slaughter

"If I continue to kill, maybe it won't be long before I can be promoted to the third-tier wizard!"

Enzo's eyes flickered, but then he shook his head.

"No, being driven by divinity to kill can give me strength, but overindulging in this power will only make me fall into chaos!"

"Never become a puppet for killing!"

Enzo took a deep breath and made up his mind that it is fine to use the power of killing gods, but he must not let this power erode his will.

"Fortunately, I made preparations in advance."

Enzo felt a little fortunate. Before he got the divinity, he already knew the disadvantages of the divinity, so he didn't use it directly, but used the magical power of the phantom crow as a layer of insurance.

And it was this layer of insurance that allowed Enzo to avoid the possibility of being controlled by divinity!

On the spot, Enzo looked up and looked forward.

Then he wandered in the wilderness, using the scanning function of the chip to find dark creatures to kill, so as to improve his own strength.

Soon, half a month passed.

On the barren plain, the land is pitch black. It seems that this place has been abandoned by the world. Looking around, there is no trace of green, and there is only endless darkness.

Not far away, a figure stood in place.

At his feet, corpses were piled up like a mountain, and the rancid smell continued to waft, but it attracted more walking corpses, gathering here one after another.

"Using the smell of blood to attract walking corpses is a really good way!"

On the pile of corpses, the corners of Enzo's lips raised. Looking at the group of corpses slowly moving towards this side in the distance, a slight smile appeared on his face.

On his body, the blood-red robe trembled.

The strong smell of blood emanated from the red robe, attracting the attention of the group of corpses. Out of their thirst for blood, they ignored the corpses of the same kind around them.

"Shadow Realm!"

Enzo flicked the wand in his hand, and the shadows spread towards the surroundings like a tide. In the endless darkness, shadow soldiers appeared one after another, harvesting the lives of the walking corpses like a god of death.

As the killing continued, strands of invisible power, like threads, gathered towards Enzo, pouring into his chest.

Feeling the power brought by the killing, Enzo slowly closed his eyes.

"No wonder there are so many people, addicted to the power of divinity, and eventually become puppets!" Enzo couldn't help sighing again from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, a special aura suddenly appeared on the wasteland.

"Huh? Finally attracted a corpse king?"

Enzo opened his eyes, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. The surrounding corpses had been cleaned up by the shadow soldiers, and he shook his red robe violently.

In an instant, the red robe glowed red!
From the fallen corpses around, the thin blood was immediately drawn out, turning into traces of blood, continuously pouring into the red robe on Enzo's body.

Blood Robe, the top enchanted item!
The characteristic of this robe is that it absorbs blood to condense energy, and forms a defense when attacked. Although there is not much blood on the walking corpse, it is better than nothing.

"Come on!" Enzo narrowed his eyes.

Absorbing the blood from the walking corpse and recharging the blood robe are all for the next battle. The monster attracted by the blood in the distance should at least reach the level of the corpse king.

Ow! !
A deep roar came from a distance, and in Enzo's vision, a walking corpse like a wild beast appeared not far away with its head on all fours.

The alien species among the walking corpses, the corpse king!
It was a rotting corpse. Its huge body was lying on the ground like a scorpion. The surface of the festered skin was covered with pustules. Disgusting mucus flowed out, and it fell to the ground with a squeak.

"Roar!"

After the corpse king appeared not far away, he was not in a hurry to attack. A life with wisdom was always good at thinking. Those scarlet eyes were staring at Enzo in front of him.

"Chip, scan!"

Enzo ordered in his heart, wandering in the wilderness for ten days, this corpse king should be the most powerful creature he encountered.

"Target: Xenomorph walking corpse/Strength: 18.5/Physique: 19/Spirit: 11/Level: First-order life form/Information introduction: Xenomorph among walking corpses has basic intelligence and is good at fighting with the physical body. It is unknown whether it has magical ability .”

Only a thin line away, you can enter the category of second-order life forms!

The corpse king's physique is the most prominent attribute, and his strength is similar, but his mental power is only 11, which means that the possibility of him possessing magical abilities is extremely low.

Roar! !

As if feeling Enzo's gaze, the corpse king began to become restless, coupled with the attraction of the bloody robe's breath, it let out a low growl.

The next moment, the corpse king roared and rushed forward.

"Darkness extinguishes the fire!"

Enzo's eyes were indifferent, and he paused with the wand in his hand. A flaming meteorite fell from the sky and smashed to the ground with a whistling sound, causing the wilderness to tremble slightly.

Rumble!
Amidst the deafening roar, the burning meteorite smashed the ground into a deep pit, and the corpse king was crushed inside, his body was bloody and bloody, emitting a pungent smell of burning carrion.

A witchcraft can easily eliminate the corpse king!

There was no surprise on Enzo's face regarding the scene in front of him.

Even though the corpse king has a tall physique of 19 points, before breaking through the boundary of the second-order life form, it still looks fragile in front of Enzo.

"It's been a month since I came to the Lost Continent, and my strength has finally recovered." Enzo muttered to himself.

After arriving in the Lost Continent for a month, Enzo experienced at least eight blood moons, gradually passed the blood moon adaptation period, and fully recovered his strength.

Then, Enzo looked forward.

In the deep pit created by the dark fire meteor, a breath floated out, turning into special energy and rushing towards Enzo.

"The Killing Raven!"

Enzo opened his mouth softly, and a pitch-black crow appeared in his palm. Only his eyes were scarlet, full of desire to kill, and he opened his mouth to swallow the energy obtained by killing the corpse king.

Killing power!
As the host, Enzo, after the killing, can obtain the power of killing, as the energy to support the killing crow, as half a month passes, the eyes of the killing crow, which is constantly absorbing the killing power, become bigger than before. Incomparably scarlet.

"It's almost enough to absorb the killing power of this corpse king..." Enzo murmured.

After the Slaughtering Crow absorbed the killing power from the Corpse King, it spread its wings in vain, and let out a cry full of bloodthirsty breath, and then the palm-sized body exuded powerful power.

Enzo's eyes flashed, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

Enough killing power allowed the Slaughtering Crow to evolve, and a special imprint gradually formed in its body, causing the entire abandoned land to tremble.

……

Underlight City, a high tower.

The surface of the tower, which was as black as ink, faintly revealed a scarlet luster, and the terrifying aura spread, causing everyone around to shy away.

In a secret room in the tower.

There was a dead silence in the dim room. A figure in a black robe was entrenched in the center of the ground, surrounded by candles as thick as a baby's arm, flickering pale light.

In vain, the black-robed wizard opened his eyes.

As if feeling something in his heart, he looked in one direction with deep eyes, and a strange luster rolled in his eyes, revealing a trace of bloodlust.

"Is another divinity condensed into a mark?"

The black-robed figure muttered to himself, and a desire to kill came from his mind. He forcibly suppressed this emotion, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly.

"The power of killing makes people sink..."

After a long while, the black-robed wizard's expression returned to calm, and he whispered to himself, "The killing marks on my body are becoming more and more out of control. If this continues, I will definitely end up like the one in the swamp of corruption! "

"what can we do about it?"

The black-robed wizard was a little distressed, and sighed, "Could it be that we want to continue killing, but such an approach is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, and it fundamentally solves the problem!"

"Damn it..."

……

Stone tomb.

Messy rocks surrounded each other, a large number of skeletons wandered in the cemetery area, and in the most central area, a large tombstone shook.

"It's the boss..."

"Boss is about to wake up?"

"what happened?"

Surrounded by several silver skeletons, they looked at each other and used the fire of their souls to convey information. The silver skeletons, who would have fought if they met, seemed particularly harmonious in the cemetery area.

……

Corrupt swamp.

"Hahaha!! Kill you all, kill you all!" A crazy voice sounded in the silent swamp area, and a ragged wizard flew around on a rotten broom.

Down below, the swamp was silent.

The creatures living in this area, after sensing the aura of the mad wizard, hid themselves one after another. Even the sinister hags in the swamp were trembling like quails at this moment.

……

Abandoned land, on the wasteland.

Broken skeletons were scattered everywhere, and the dark green soul fire floated like a ghost. On the spot, Jorah's face was pale, and his chest heaved violently.

"Finally solved..."

An expression of lingering fear appeared on Jorah's face, and he let out a long breath as he looked at the golden skeleton whose skull had been crushed not far ahead.

Even in the world of wizards, there will never be too many people who challenge second-order creatures as first-order wizards and successfully win, and such existences are often called true geniuses.

"The power of the killing mark is really strong!"

The luster in Jorah's eyes shone slightly, and he knew very well in his heart that the reason why he was able to leapfrog the level to kill the golden skull was not only his fearless fighting style, but also the power of the killing mark on his neck.

"After killing this golden skull, I should be promoted to the second rank..." Jorah muttered to himself.

And at this moment, a strange and familiar aura suddenly came from afar!
"Another killing mark appeared?"

Jorah raised his head and gazed into the distance. Relying on the killing mark on his body, he could clearly feel a divinity that also came from the God of Slaughter, transforming and condensing into a mark.

"More and more killing marks appear, which means that the opening time of the killing temple is getting closer. It seems that there is not much time left for me..." Jorah's eyes were full of dignified light, and after taking a deep breath, Continue to start wilderness hunting.

……

"Is it finally about to form a killing mark?"

Enzo raised his head, looking at the ever-changing Raven of Slaughter in his palm, thoughts flickered in his mind.

The condensation of the killing mark represents the further sublimation of the divinity, and the killing crow, which is the embodiment of the killing divinity, will also evolve towards a higher life form.

hum! !

A strange voice trembled, the aura representing the power of killing spread, the wings of the killing crow spread out, and a special symbol emerged from the black jade-like body.

Killing Mark!
"From now on, I'll call you 'Hershey'!" Enzo said softly, and the Raven of Slaughter, which was floating in mid-air, flew back to his palm with vibrating wings.

"My name is Hirsch!"

The Slaughtering Crow utters human words, it is a slightly immature voice like a little boy. After condensing the killing mark, the Slaughtering Crow evolves towards a higher life form, thus giving birth to basic wisdom.

"Mortal, are you my servant?"

Standing in the palm of his hand, the Raven of Slaughter hoped for Enzo, his scarlet eyes revealed a gleam of contempt, like a god high above him.

"servant?"

Enzo frowned, shook his head and said, "No, I am your creator!"

"presumptuous!"

Hirsch fluttered her wings, but there was a trace of indifference in her immature voice, and said, "You humble mortal, the majesty of the gods cannot be violated, kneel down immediately, and I will forgive your crimes!"

Enzo frowned, his eyes sparkling.

"The wisdom born of a trace of divinity also carries part of the memory of the God of Slaughter?"

The essence of the killing crow is the product of the fusion of divinity and the magical power of the phantom crow. The main reason for the birth of wisdom is the condensation of the killing mark, which makes Hirsch a real life, and at the same time awakens the hidden killing power in the divinity God memory and character.

"Kneel down, mortal!"

At this time, Hirsch spoke again, and said in an irresistible tone, "I am the god in charge of killing, and all things in the world will kneel down and submit to me when they hear my name. It is your supreme honor to serve me!"

Enzo's face turned cold, and magic power surged all over his body.

"It seems that I need to let you know a little bit about who is the master of the two of us..."

Enzo's tone was cold, and he raised an arm, ready to teach Hirsch a lesson, but then, he changed his mind.

"I don't seem to have to do it myself."

As if thinking of something, the corners of Enzo's lips raised slightly, and he lowered his raised arms. At the same time, with a thought, a green light bloomed on his chest.

The next moment, the Emerald Crow flew out.

"Are you calling me? Enzo!" Sani complained feebly as soon as she appeared, "Sani doesn't like this place, when can we leave this continent?"

At this moment, Sani suddenly noticed the Killing Crow not far away.

"It smells so bad..."

Sani looked at Hershey, raised her wings and covered her nose with some disgust.

"Presumptuous! Ugly strange bird!" Hirsch scolded coldly.

"Ugly monster bird?"

Sani froze for a moment, then became furious, flapping her wings and pounced on Hershey, emerald green light emerged from her body, turning into vines to entangle the Raven of Slaughter.

"What!?"

Panic flashed in Hirsch's eyes, he struggled quickly, and said sharply, "I am the god in charge of killing, if you dare to disrespect me, you will be killed and deprived of everything..."

(End of this chapter)