Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 500
"Continue to fight, how much power do you have left?" Vatican, the god of calamity, said hoarsely, with malice flickering in his pitch-black eyes, "And the king of evil beasts under me, how much is left?" 72!"

"Although in your eyes, they are just cannon fodder!"

"However, even if it is a god, it should require a lot of divine power to kill 72 kings of evil beasts, right?"

The Blood Slaughter God didn't say a word, but the face covered by the grimace mask became more and more dignified.

"What's more, it's still a sea of ​​dark trees!"

The God of Calamity raised an arm like a tentacle, and from the suction cups on the surface, clouds of thick black mist were sprayed out.

"Here, every beast king that dies will turn into pure power of black mist, and as long as I absorb the power of black mist, I can become stronger!"

In situ, the God of Calamity's tone was full of confidence.

He spared no effort to use one-tenth of his divine power to set up a killing situation specially for the blood-slaughter god. At this time, it has been fully activated, and the entire dark sea of ​​trees has long been set up by the disaster god to prevent the blood-slaughter god from killing him. escape.

"Go, my children!"

Afterwards, Vatican, the god of calamity, stopped talking nonsense, and waved a tentacles full of teeth and eyes, and 72 twisted and ugly beast kings of different shapes around him burst out a roar at the same time, rushing towards the **** of blood.

In situ, the blood-slaying god's eyes were serious.

Just as the God of Calamity said, if the crimson divine power of the Blood Slaughter God is to be fully exerted, it must be sacrificed with the blood of the War Ghost Clan. At this time, the dark sea of ​​trees obviously does not have this opportunity.

Originally, the God of Blood Slaughter thought that the God of Calamity had lost one-tenth of his divine power, and that he should be in an extremely weak state at this moment. He teamed up with the outsider wizard, and even if he could not exert his full strength in the dark sea of ​​trees, he could still take down the disaster. The god is right, but he never thought that he would fall into the other party's trap.

"Humph! Come on!"

Looking at the kings of evil beasts roaring around, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Sayeru's eyes, his body blushed with divine power, and he roared angrily, "If you want to kill me, you are not qualified enough!"

After all, the blood-killing god swung the red giant sword.

The crimson divine power burned like a flame, and a pair of red wings grew out of Sayenu's back, and flew into the air with a sudden shock, bursting out like an angel of purgatory.

Not far away, Vatican was slightly surprised.

In his impression, Sayeru did not have red wings, which seemed to be the method the other party obtained when he was traveling in the void. The pair of blood-red wings scattered feathers one by one when they vibrated, exuding an air that did not belong to this world. Unique atmosphere.

"Do you think that you have obtained an adventure?"

Sayeru roared, the fiery red wings behind him trembled, and the scorching flames seemed to flow like blood. In the midair, the God of Blood Slaughter was like the sun, and the dazzling light seemed to illuminate the entire dark sea of ​​trees.

The dense black mist around was irradiated by the red light, turning into ashes one after another.

Oh oh oh!
On the ground, two pterosaur-like evil beast kings flew towards the sky under the command of the god of disaster, opened their narrow and sharp mouths, and sprayed out two streams of liquid entwined with the power of black mist, trying to pollute Sasha. Jenu's blood red wings.

However, Sayanu's eyes were cold.

The crimson wings exuded scorching light, dispelling the corrosion of the power of the black mist, and swung the giant sword in Sayeru's hand, directly beheading the heads of the two pterosaur kings of evil beasts to the ground.

Bang bang bang!
At this time, there was a sound of shaking from the ground. A huge Deinonychus, the king of evil beasts, with a long and narrow head, extremely thick lower limbs, and two short front paws, roared and rushed towards the **** of blood.

As the third-order life form, the king of evil beasts.

Under normal circumstances, when facing the fourth-order gods, they would be innately suppressed by the power of the gods and unable to move. All the 72 kings of evil beasts fell into a state of frenzy.

Sayenu swung his sword and slapped a flying strange bird and evil beast, and then the other palm turned into a fist. The crimson divine power was like a mountain, and it directly smashed the Deinonychus over, and even the ground was pressed out by the huge force. ditch.

In a short while, four evil beast kings were killed by Sayeru.

However, the God of Calamity not far away still didn't intend to intervene. His entire body, including the eyes on the tentacles, were all watching the battle ahead, and they were full of indifference to the deaths of the kings of evil beasts.

"That's it, let me continue!"

The God of Calamity let out a strange laugh, and said hoarsely, "Sayernu, in the dark sea of ​​trees, your divine power cannot be replenished, so sooner or later it will be exhausted, but I can take advantage of the domain! "

"In the war of gods 6000 years ago, I did lose to you."

"Failing to kill me completely will be the thing you regret the most, but unfortunately, you have no chance. After this battle is over, the whole world will be shrouded in black mist, and everything will become my believer! "

"Calamity and mist will become the only masters!"

……

The border of the dark sea of ​​trees.

In the same place, Enzo, who was walking, stopped and looked into the distance. There was a dignified luster in his eyes. In the depths of the dark sea of ​​trees, a dazzling red light erupted last moment, as if illuminating the entire sea of ​​trees.

"Have you shot with all your strength so soon?"

Feeling the aura erupting from the dazzling red light in the depths of the dark sea of ​​trees, Enzo's face showed a trace of surprise. According to the normal situation, even if the God of Blood Slaughter and the God of Calamity were at war, the two should be in the tentative stage now That's right.

However, at this moment, the aura erupting in the depths of the dark sea of ​​trees is already extremely frightening!

It was as if the God of Blood Slaughter had already opened fire, but the breath of the God of Calamity was still in a state of silence, so it did not cause too much damage to the dark sea of ​​trees.

"What happened?" Enzo frowned slightly.

Then, he clenched the magic wand in his hand, and the magic power in his body erupted. Through the attribute mechanism of the witchcraft runes, he forcibly interfered with the rules of the dark tree sea. At the same time, he summoned ten shadow crows and flew towards the dark tree sea.

Brush brush!
Ten shadow crows appeared in midair and flew towards the depths of the dark sea of ​​trees at the same time, but under the engulfing power of the thick black mist around them, half of the shadow crows were corroded into magic ashes almost instantly.

Only the other half of the shadow crows were left, still insisting on flying.

Enzo frowned. Although he used witchcraft to interfere with the special rules in the Dark Tree Sea as much as possible, it could only affect a certain range. The farther away the shadow crows were from him, the more they were on the verge of being broken.

In the end, all the shadow crows were reduced to ashes.

But fortunately, there was the last shadow crow, under the full control of Enzo's spirit, it staggered and flew into the depths of the dark sea of ​​trees, and sent back some pictures for him.

"Chip, increase the focal length of the field of view!"

Enzo commanded in his heart. Through the vision of the shadow crow, he saw such a picture. In the depths of the dark sea of ​​trees, the blood-slaughter god was surrounded by crimson divine power, standing in the sky with his wings shaking. Around him, a The king of evil beasts at the head launched an attack bravely and fearlessly.

Sainu, the blood-killing god, is powerful and turbulent.

The kings of evil beasts were killed one after another under the crimson giant sword. Their corrupted bodies turned into black mist and dissipated. It seemed that the **** of killing blood seemed to have the absolute upper hand.

However, Enzo frowned even deeper.

Although Sayenu in the vision of the shadow crow is constantly killing the kings of evil beasts, the crimson divine power wrapped around him is also being consumed at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming weaker and weaker.

This is obviously not a good sign!
If the God of Blood Slaughter had consumed too much of his divine power in the battle with these evil beast kings, then when he faced the God of Calamity next, he would definitely be suppressed everywhere.

It was upon seeing this that Enzo had a thought in his mind.

In the depths of the dark sea of ​​trees, the shadow crow turned his eyes and stared at another area, where a humanoid creature with an octopus-like head and twisted tentacles on his face was standing there.

"Is the God of Calamity in human form?" Enzo muttered to himself.

It seems that only the God of Calamity is able to pay such indifferent attention to the battle of the Blood Slaughter God and drive the kings of evil beasts to attack. At this time, the God of Calamity has not personally fought against the Blood Slaughter God, so maintain In half-human form.

"Is this... a trap?"

In an instant, Enzo seemed to have a flash of lightning in his heart, and he immediately understood something from the attitude of the God of Calamity facing the God of Blood Slaughter, but at the same time, the God of Disaster seemed to have noticed the Shadow Raven.

"Sorcerer's trick?"

In situ, a tentacle on the chin of the Calamity God trembled, and a cloud of corrosive black mist sprayed out from the sucker-like mouthpiece, which instantly swallowed the shadow crow in midair, and Enzo's vision was also cut off.

"It seems...it is indeed a trap!" Enzo narrowed his eyes.

According to the God of Calamity's reaction, the plan to join forces with the God of Blood Slaughter to go to the Dark Sea of ​​Trees this time obviously fell into the trap of the God of Calamity, but Enzo was not too panicked by this.

At the level of the third-tier wizard, tricks can no longer play much role.

Most of the time, strength really determines everything. Although Enzo has fallen into the trap of the God of Calamity at this time, he still has full confidence in his heart.

Not to mention the Blood Slaughter God, who is an ally, still has a few cards in his hand. Even Enzo is not unprepared. Using the authority of the artifact shadow camouflage, he can leave the dark tree sea at any time, which is completely beneficial to Invincible.

"But... that's fine too."

On the spot, Enzo's eyes flickered, and he murmured, "The God of Calamity is strong enough to make the God of Blood Slaughter pay more. Regardless of the confrontation between these two gods, whoever wins in the end will be determined by me." It's a good thing to say!"

As the old saying goes, when a lion fights a tiger, it only benefits the hunter.

Since Enzo wants to be promoted to the fourth-tier wizard by conquering the world of war ghosts, then both the God of Blood Slaughter and the God of Calamity are obstacles in his way, and they must be eradicated in the end.

Although the God of Blood Slaughter chose to ally with Enzo, they were just using each other.

For this point, Enzo is very clear at all times, so he never gave the other party real trust, and always kept a hole card.

……

On the other side, the Tatar tribe.

The black viscous liquid flowed on the ground, leaving black traces that seemed to be corroded. On a pool of flesh-and-blood objects, several pieces of rotting internal organs gave off a disgusting smell.

"He actually... killed Da Xieyi!"

Beside the stone house in the corner, Drogo's face was pale, his eyes shone with astonishment, and he looked at the dozens of evil ghosts driving evil beast wolves not far away, their hearts were beating endlessly.

10 minutes have passed since the battle.

As a second-order life form, Da Xieyi was finally killed by a hundred evil ghosts. The power of black mist that was the source of life in his body dissipated, and even his body turned into a pool of rotting, smelly flesh and blood.

And the one hundred evil ghosts were not without casualties.

Among them, more than [-] first-generation evil ghosts were killed by Da Xieyi, and almost all the remaining evil ghosts were in a state of injury, recovering by absorbing the power of the black mist that dissipated after Da Xieyi died.

"My God, what is the origin of these people?"

In the corner, Karu opened his mouth wide and his face was full of doubts. In his perception, in this world, apart from the War Ghosts, maybe only the evil beings polluted by the black mist are still humanoid creatures.

However, the evil ghosts who suddenly appeared in the Tatar tribe belonged neither to the war ghosts nor to the evil spirits, and were full of otherworldly auras.

The size of these evil ghosts is about the same as that of war ghosts, but the fluctuations emitted by their bodies are like those of evil spirits, and their skin is shriveled and festered, like a group of zombies crawling out of a cemetery.

"Unfortunately, I don't know either."

Next to him, Drogo shook his head and said helplessly, "However, anyway, they don't seem to be malicious, at least they saved the Tatar tribe and helped us kill that terrible big evil."

"Then what should we do now?" Karu asked while leaning on a cane.

Drogo thought for a moment, and seemed to have made up his mind, and said, "I'll go up and try to see if I can communicate with them. Since the other party is a humanoid creature like us, they should master language skills, right?"

After that, Drogo stepped forward, trying to communicate with the evil ghosts.

However, no matter what he said, the evil ghosts didn't respond, and just stood there to recover from their injuries, like a group of puppets without souls, unable to communicate at all.

"It seems they can't communicate."

After a while, Drogo shook his head helplessly, and gave up the idea of ​​communicating with the evil ghosts. These people were like a group of puppets. After killing Da Xieyi, they almost all maintained the same posture.

However, at this moment.

In the depths of the Tatar tribe, near a stone house, a head popped out suddenly, and looked outside cautiously. Seeing that Da Xieyi had been killed, she tiptoed out.

"Wendy? Why did you come out?"

Seeing that petite figure, Drogo frowned immediately, and reprimanded, "Didn't I tell you to hide with other women? Who told you to walk out of the cellar without authorization!"

(End of this chapter)