Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 433 Dila Canyon
Lost Continent, Dila Canyon

Located in the Essos Plain, the territory of the Abandoned Land and the Red Snake Kingdom, the Dila Canyon at the junction of the three places is surrounded by black peaks. The strange mist spreads in the valley, which looks a bit eerie.

"Is this the Dila Canyon?"

Not far away, a figure in a gray robe appeared, his right hand was fused with a bloody sharp blade, his face was tired and tired, but there was a frightening bloody aura all over his body.

"I can feel that the Temple of Slaughter is hidden deep in this canyon!"

Jorah raised his head, with a dignified luster in his eyes, looking at the dark and misty Dila Canyon, with a calm expression on his face.

It has been nearly two years since he came to the Lost Continent on a huge ship. In this chaotic land, Jorah, who has the mark of killing, can be said to be like a fish in water. Through non-stop killing, his strength can be called leaps and bounds.

In a short period of two years, he has already reached the level of a third-order life form.

Although strictly speaking, Jorah, who was originally a first-order wizard, relied too much on the killing divinity to increase his strength, and he no longer belonged to a wizard, but the strength of the third-order living body is real.

"Kill, kill everything"

A deep murmur came from his mind, blood red flashed in Jorah's eyes, and the expression on his face was also ferocious for a moment, but he gritted his teeth, raised the bloody sharp blade in his right hand, and slashed his chest without hesitation .

The sharp blood blade, attached with a burning rune, pierced through the chest, and at the same time, the pain that seemed to burn the soul appeared, but it was this kind of severe pain that made the murmuring in his mind gradually disappear, and at the same time he regained his sobriety .

"The number of imprint attacks is becoming more and more frequent"

After a long while, Jorah's face was pale, and a dignified light flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself.

Those who rely on killing to pursue strength will eventually be swallowed by killing!
This is the iron law of divinity left by the God of Slaughter, and even a third-tier wizard cannot contend with it. It is precisely because of this that Enzo, who was far stronger than Jorah back then, did not dare to integrate the divinity of Slaughter into himself. , but created the Raven of Slaughter to bear the power contained in the divinity.

Then Jorah shook his head.

He took out a handful of sea salt from his waist pocket, sprinkled it on the ground at random, forming a special symbol, and then murmured a spell, as if performing some special ceremony.

Whoa!
The sea salt on the ground suddenly burned, and at the center of the symbol, a cloud of black mist rose up, and a devil in a dress appeared on the spot in the form of a phantom.

"Hi, Jorah dear."

Devil Anolun smiled, looked around, suddenly his eyes lit up, and said, "Huh? The breath here, could it be Dila Canyon?"

Jorah looked indifferent and nodded slightly.

"Oh my goodness."

Anolon let out an exaggerated laugh, and praised, "Being able to become a demigod in such a short period of time and find Dila Canyon, it seems that I did not misunderstand you, Jorah!"

"Without further ado."

Jorah interrupted Anolon indifferently, and said in a deep voice, "After I became the Son of Slaughter, I can already feel the Temple of Slaughter, which is hidden in the depths of Dila Canyon. What should I do next?"

"What should I do? Heh, of course I have to wait patiently."

A strange gleam appeared in Anolun's eyes, and he said quietly, "According to the prophecy of the ancient abyss, the Temple of Slaughter is about to open, but you are not the only son of Slaughter on the Lost Continent."

"When the Temple of Slaughter is opened, all the sons of Slaughter will gather in Dila Canyon to start a fierce battle, and only those who survive to the end can inherit the legacy of the Slaughter God!"

"What I want to hear is not these nonsense!"

Jorah frowned, and said coldly, "According to the contract between us, I have become the Son of Slaughter, and I will find the location of the Temple of Slaughter for you. Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

"You mean resurrecting your lover?" Arnold's eyes flashed.

"That's right!" Jorah said in a deep voice.

A Nuolun smiled and said nothing, suddenly raised an arm, and a dim light appeared in the open palm, and a soul that looked like a girl was trapped in the dim light.

"Winnie!" Jorah's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but take a step forward.

However, at the next moment, Anolon shook his hand and put away Winnie's soul. Ignoring Jorah's anger, he said quietly, "According to our agreement, I should indeed revive your lover now."

"But unfortunately, things have changed!"

"This poor girl's soul has been sunk in the abyss for too long, so if she wants to revive her, she needs to pay more. Even with my current ability, it seems difficult to do it."

"What!?" Jorah was furious.

The murderous aura burst out all over his body, and in an instant, Jorah's eyes were red, and the desire to kill in his mind seemed to reach its peak at once, and the bloody sharp blade on his right hand stabbed at the devil not far away at any time.

"Take it easy, my dear friend."

Seeing this, Anolun quickly waved his hand and said, "Although I can't revive your lover now, as long as I get something, I can still fulfill my promise. Please rest assured."

"What?" The killing intent in Jorah's eyes weakened a bit.

"Sacred Fire in the Temple of Slaughter!"

A Nuolun's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice, "The God of Slaughter has fallen, but his divine fire is kept in the temple. As long as you can help me get a divine fire, I can revive your lover." .”

"Killing God Fire?"

Jorah stared, and said hesitantly, "The sacred fire left by the God of Slaughter should be the most precious thing in the entire temple. Once the temple is opened, all forces on the Lost Continent will fight for it."

"At that time, perhaps the gods will also participate."

"But there is only one Shenhuo. With my strength, I am afraid it will be difficult to get what you want, right?"

The sixth-order living body, the God of Slaughter!
This kind of existence, even in the entire multiverse, is the top terror force. In the world of wizards, it is second only to the Supreme Wizard. Once the temple left by him is opened, it will undoubtedly cause disputes.

The gods of the lost continent will fight for it!

However, even if he becomes the Son of Slaughter, Jorah is only a demigod existence, and with his power, the possibility of competing for the divine fire is very slim.

"Who said there is only one divine fire?"

At this time, Anolun suddenly spoke, and said with a light smile, "Wrong information can confuse the public and make people make wrong judgments. The God of Slaughter was the God of Dominion at his peak. How could it be possible that he only possessed one Divine Fire?"

Jorah frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled.

"Shenhuo is the treasure bred by the world."

A Nuolun opened his mouth slowly and explained, "When a powerful life is fused with the divine fire, it can become the god of the world. Afterwards, if you want to continue to improve, you need to master more divine fires!"

"In ancient times, the power of faith did not exist in the world. To evaluate whether a god is strong, it depends on how many divine fires he has."

"Can a god possess multiple divine fires?"

Jorah was a little surprised. The devil's statement overturned his previous cognition, but the other party didn't seem to need to lie.

"That's right, that's it."

A Nuolun nodded and said, "Actually, this kind of thing is not a secret. After reaching a certain level, you will naturally know."

"As far as I know, the most basic god of the world possesses a divine fire."

"And when he wants to be promoted to the god of the gods, he needs to have at least three divine fires, or get the allegiance of three subordinate gods!"

"I see."

Jorah looked thoughtful and said, "How many divine fires does the God of Slaughter have?"

"I don't know that."

A Nuolun shrugged, shook his head and said, "The God of Slaughter in his heyday possessed at least ten divine fires, but he has fallen, and most of the divine fires he originally owned have been deprived."

"However, according to my calculations, there should be at least three divine fires preserved in the Slaughter Temple!"

"Three divine fires?" Jorah thought with his eyes.

Meanwhile, Abandoned Lands.

In the dark cave, Old Snake's face changed, his vertical pupils shone brightly, and there was already a shocking wave in his heart.

The God of Shadow actually participated in the Battle of Kanola three thousand years ago!

"Are you surprised?"

Not far away, Lyles sneered and said quietly, "There will never be opportunities in a stagnant situation, and only chaos is the eternal ladder."

"So, you planned the Battle of Kanola?" the old snake said in a deep voice.

"Oh! I'm not capable of causing such a big storm. I'm just a participant who saw the right time." Lyles shook his head and sighed, "But it's a pity that I didn't get anything in the end."

"What happened in the Battle of Kanola three thousand years ago?" the old snake murmured.

"You don't need to understand that."

Lyles did not return, and said in a deep voice, "You just need to know that in the Abyss of Immortality, there is an unowned divine fire. If you want to become a god, the easiest way is to get it!"

The old snake's face hesitated, and the light in his eyes kept flickering.

"Why, are you scared?" Lyles sneered, bewitched, "How can the road to becoming a god be without risk? If you don't even have the courage, you'd better put away the idea of ​​revenge on Lucy Lais as soon as possible. "

"Okay! I'll go!"

After a while, the old snake seemed to have made up his mind, and said in a deep voice, "Please Lord Lyles guide me to the Abyss of Immortality to find the divine fire."

"Very good, right choice!"

Lyles nodded slightly and waved his hand at the same time, a cloud of shadows rushed towards the old snake like a tide, forming a special symbol under his feet.

"Absorb this imprint, and you can feel the direction of the divine fire."

Later, Lyles said, "Remember, the Abyss of Immortality is a forbidden area of ​​the Lost Continent. Even if the gods enter it, they may lose their way. What you have to do is to find the divine fire, and remember not to be tempted by other things."

"I will wait for you outside the Abyss of Immortality, and come out immediately after finding the divine fire. As long as you merge with the divine fire, you can become a god as you wish!"

Old Snake nodded slightly, his face a little dignified.

The Lost Continent, outside Dila Canyon.

"If there are three divine fires, maybe there is still a chance." Jorah thought to himself.

Afterwards, he raised his head, and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that as long as I get a magic fire, you can help me revive Winnie?"

"Of course, on my soul!"

Anolen's tone was decisive, and he said, "As long as you can find a divine fire and sacrifice it to the great abyss, it will be easy to resurrect your lover."

"This is the last time I will trust you." Jorah took a deep breath.

At this moment, Jorah stared.

On the land in the distance, a powerful aura suddenly appeared, and it kept approaching in the direction of Dila Canyon, full of wild flavor.

"It seems that an incredible guy is approaching here."

Arnold also felt something, and began to become illusory, and finally disappeared completely in place, leaving only an ethereal voice.

"Looking forward to our next meeting, you have got the magic fire."

After the devil disappeared, Jorah thought for a moment and decided to leave. The breath of approaching Dila Canyon became stronger and stronger, and he would arrive in a quarter of an hour at most. In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, he quickly hid himself.

Immediately afterwards, Jorah left the vicinity of Dila Canyon.

Not long after, a powerful aura full of wildness appeared. It was an ape-like creature with a ferocious face and strong limbs. Although it walked upright in a human way, its body was covered with a thick layer of gray hair.

"Have you left already? Son of Slaughter."

The ape beast appeared on the spot, prostrated itself on the ground, and sniffed around. A gleam of light flashed in its eyes, and said to itself, "I smell the smell of the abyss, and it looks like those cunning devils!"

Then the ape looked around.

"He was still here just now, and he ran so fast, could it be that he felt my breath? What a pity."

Then, the ape monster stood up.

He turned around, looked at Dila Canyon, his eyes glistened, and murmured, "The Temple of Slaughter is about to open. Before this feast begins, I must catch a son of Slaughter."

"Only by relying on the ability of the Son of Slaughter can I seize the opportunity!"

As he said that, a flash of fire flashed in the eyes of the ape monster, and he said, "The treasure left by the God of Slaughter is enough to make the entire Lost Continent tremble. If I can get the divine fire inside, I can even try to directly attack the realm of the gods of the gods."

"A once-in-a-million-year opportunity must not be missed"

At this moment, the nose of the ape monster moved suddenly.

There was a light in his eyes, and he looked in one direction. There was a hint of excitement in his tone, and he grinned and said, "The breath of the son of slaughter has come again. It seems that I am so lucky today!"

On the wilderness in the distance, a figure slowly appeared.

It was a tall, elegant man with pointed ears. His skin was a bit dark, but his appearance was extremely handsome. He was quietly approaching Dila Canyon like a ghost hunter, with a killing bullet on his forehead. The imprint is very conspicuous.

(End of this chapter)