Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 501 The King of War Ghosts
"I'm… sorry, Uncle Drogo."

Wendy seemed to be taken aback, shrunk her head, stroked her slightly protruding abdomen with her palm, and said in a low voice, "I'm just a little worried about everyone, so I came out to take a look."

Drogo frowned, just about to reprimand him a few more words.

But at this moment, dozens of Evil Ghost Clan not far away saw Wendy, jumped off the Evil Beast Wolf in unison, and then knelt down on one knee at the same time, facing Wendy's direction.

"See Miss Wendy!"

The leader of the evil ghost clan, No. 100 of the first generation hammered his chest with one hand, gave Wendy a servant etiquette, and said in a deep voice, "At the command of the master, [-] people of the evil ghost clan come to the Tatar tribe to protect your safety."

Wendy was taken aback again, and took two steps back restrainedly.

"I... Me?" She showed a timid expression, and asked with some doubts, "Who is your master?"

"Master Enzo, the creator of the Evil Ghost Clan!" Number One replied.

There were only 100 people in the first generation of evil ghosts. They were originally blood warriors of the Dalyan tribe, but they were transformed into evil ghosts by Enzo. He simply numbered them as his first army to conquer the world of war ghosts.

However, not so long ago.

The God of Blood Slaughter decided to declare war with the God of Calamity, so Enzo was pulled into the chariot. His original plan to continue cultivating the second generation of evil ghosts was temporarily put on hold, and he set off for the dark sea of ​​trees.

Because the fighting power of the first generation of the evil ghosts was still very weak, Enzo didn't take them with him in this war. He felt a little worried about Wendy, so he gave an order to a hundred evil ghosts to go to the Tatar tribe.

Everything is just as Enzo deduced!
After the God of Calamity and the God of Blood Slaughter officially started the battle of gods, the entire war ghost world was affected. Almost all the tribes of the war ghost clan were attacked by evil people, and the Tatar tribe was no exception.

The Great Evil invaded the Tatar tribe!

If Enzo hadn't left a means in advance, then today, the Tatar tribe might fall, and Wendy would naturally not be able to survive.

"So it's Enzo."

Wendy breathed a sigh of relief, a shy smile appeared on her face, and she couldn't help reaching out to stroke her slightly raised belly. She had successfully conceived since the night of joy at the harvest festival.

But Enzo didn't know about it.

"Cough cough!"

At this time, Drogo coughed twice, and said, "On behalf of the Tatar Tribe, thank you very much for your help. Since Enzo asked you to come, you can rest now in the Tatar Tribe."

Everyone in the evil ghost clan did not speak, nor did they object to Drogo's arrangement.

Now, the God of Calamity and the God of Blood Slaughter are in an all-out war, and the entire world will be affected by the flames of war. If the God of Blood Slaughter loses in this battle of gods, then all the War Ghosts may die because of it.

It's like the children of the forest in the forest world!

Knowing this, every blood warrior in the Warghost clan is ready to fight, waiting for the oracle of the blood-slaughter god. As a small tribe, Tatar may not be able to directly help the blood-slaughter god, but as long as he can kill the evil, Even if it weakens the power of the god of disaster.

"I hope the god of killing blood can win the battle of gods..."

After settling down all the evil spirits, Kalu leaned on a cane, came to Drogo and murmured softly.

Drogo frowned slightly.

In Karoo's words, there was a hint of distrust towards the blood-slaughter god, which was a kind of blasphemy against the gods, but Drogo sighed in his heart, shook his head but said nothing.

Although reluctant to admit it.

But in this war, the enemy of the Blood Slaughter God is another god after all, and no one can determine the final outcome of this war. As the people of the Blood Slaughter God, all the Tatar tribe can do is to fight as much as possible. Resist evil, in order to weaken the power of the god of disaster.

……

Deep in the dark sea of ​​trees.

The burning flames brought high temperatures, making the entire sea of ​​trees ablaze, and the black trees burned and made a crackling sound. On the surrounding ground, the evil kings were killed head by head, and their bodies turned into sticky and rotten black liquid. A disgusting stench emanated from it.

In situ, Sayenu stood on the ground.

The face under the grimace mask was slightly pale, and the scarlet giant sword on his shoulder was already stained with black blood. After fighting for two hours continuously, he killed dozens of evil beast kings. Not a small expense.

Around, there were only thirty or so kings of evil beasts left, still ready to move, and could launch another round of attacks at any time.

"Is this all you have to do? Fanmo!"

On the spot, Sayeru suddenly spoke, and said in a cold voice, "Watching the king of evil beasts under you die to consume my divine power is indeed the safest way!"

"But, have you forgotten?"

"The world has the rules of balance. As gods born at the same time, under normal circumstances, neither of us can kill the other. Even if you use these cannon fodder to exhaust all my divine power today, how can you kill me? ?”

Because of the existence of the world balance rules, the two indigenous gods could not kill each other.

Knowing this, Sayeru is very confident in his heart. Even if he loses to the God of Calamity in this battle of gods, his life will still not be in danger. On the contrary, he has the outsider wizard as an ally, but he has the opportunity to kill The god of disaster can be regarded as invincible.

"World balance rules?"

Vatican, the god of calamity, had a mockery flashing in his eyes, and said with a sinister smile, "Of course I won't forget, the reason why you dare to provoke a war of gods is not because you have won over that outsider wizard?"

"Think you're invincible?"

"Hmph! This is so ridiculous, Sayenu! As the original god born in the world, because you have absorbed more gifts from the world than me, you are also stronger than me."

"That's why I lost to you in the war of ancient times!"

"However, so many years have passed, do you think I am still as stupid as before? I know that there are world balance rules that prevent you and me from killing each other, so before this battle of gods begins, I will stay I got a hole card specifically to deal with you!"

Sayenu frowned slightly, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Could it be...you also have an outsider as an ally?" Sayeru's eyes flashed with apprehension, then he shook his head decisively, and said in a deep voice, "Impossible, the recovery season and harvest season of this world are all under my control , it is impossible for any visitor from another world to escape my perception!"

"Unless your allies, it is the season of black mist that descends on this world."

"However, no more! When outsiders enter this world, abnormal phenomena will inevitably occur. My warrior clan rules the entire world, and my vision is everywhere. If you want to help outsiders smuggle, it is absolutely impossible to hide it from my eyes. "

Sayeru's tone was decisive and full of confidence.

As the only two indigenous gods in the world, the God of Blood Slaughter has a strong ability to control the world. Therefore, he can perceive every outsider when he comes, just like when he discovered the existence of Enzo.

"exactly."

The God of Calamity spread his palms, and said calmly, "After you lost the war in ancient times, the War Ghosts became the rulers of this world. Therefore, once an outsider comes to this world, it is absolutely impossible to escape your perception. "

"But... who said that my allies must be outsiders?"

After all, a strange flash of light flashed in the eyes of the God of Calamity, and more than a dozen ferocious tentacles on his face suddenly trembled, as if making a sharp sound, and more than [-] kings of evil beasts in the dark sea of ​​trees roared at Sayenu at the same time. go.

At the same time, another breath slowly appeared.

Sayeru instinctively felt a little abnormal, and the crimson divine power erupted instantly, repelling all the thirty or so evil beast kings roaring around, but at this moment, a burly, three-meter-tall humanoid The creature rushed out.

Bang bang bang!
The bare feet trampled on the ground, making a trembling sound. Suddenly, the burly humanoid creature rushed out. Its body was not wearing anything, but its skin was covered with sharp barbs like scales. It held a broken red handle in both hands. The giant sword swung like a giant axe.

Passing over a group of evil kings who were thrown away by the crimson divine power, the burly humanoid leaped high, and the broken giant sword slashed down. Sayenu immediately blocked it, and the blade rubbed against each other with a harsh sound.

Immediately afterwards, Sayeru punched out.

The fist wrapped in crimson divine power bombarded the chest of the burly humanoid creature, shattering the sharp barbs one by one, and then he was sent flying ten meters away, his feet plowed two ditches on the ground .

After the burly creature stabilized its figure, there was no expression on its stiff face.

At this time, Sayanu saw the face of the burly creature clearly, and a shocked light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but gasp.

"Saya!!!" Sayanu's voice was a little louder.

The burly human-shaped creature called Saya, heard the call of the blood-slaughter god, and struggled for a moment, but then, the black mist that filled the surroundings entangled like a gangrene, and the eyes of Saya The struggle disappeared immediately, and the stiff expression returned to his face.

"How? Didn't expect that?"

The God of Calamity's tone revealed a hint of relief, and he said jokingly in his eyes, "In the battle of gods in ancient times, the war ghost clan you ruled defeated the evil created by me, but the king of war ghosts who was the commander fell. For the end!"

Saya, the king of war ghosts!
The world's first war ghost clan is also the god of blood killing, the first creature created with his own blood, different from the kings of evil beasts created by the god of calamity, the king of war ghosts is unique.

Although he still belonged to the third-order life form, his strength far surpassed those kings of evil beasts and kings of evil.

In the wars of ancient times, Saya, as the king of war ghosts, commanded the entire war ghost clan under the oracle of the blood-slaughter god, contended with the minions of the disaster god, and finally successfully led the war ghost clan to victory.

However, it is a pity.

Although the Blood Slaughter God and the War Ghost Clan won the war, Saya, as the King of War Ghosts, killed 27 evil beast kings alone in the final battle, and then dragged his seriously injured body, He intervened in the battle between the God of Blood Slaughter and the God of Calamity, and finally died of exhaustion.

It can be said that in the wars of ancient times, Saya, the king of war ghosts, played a vital role, even affected the course of history, and added a point to the battle of the blood-killing god defeating the disaster god .

After the war in ancient times ended, Saya, the king of war ghosts, was regarded as a great hero by the war ghosts, but his body was nowhere to be found. According to the original speculation of the blood-slaughter god, Saya's body should have been killed by the war ghosts. It was affected and turned into ashes and disappeared, but I didn't expect that it was taken away by the God of Calamity.

"Saya..."

Looking at the King of War Ghosts not far away, Sayanu's eyes flashed with a trace of complexity. As the first War Ghost clan created with his own blood, the attitude of the Blood Slaughter God towards Saya was like his own child.

Even, in the history of the war ghost clan, Saya, the king of war ghosts, is also called the son of god!
"Because of the existence of the world balance rules, I really can't kill you."

Next to it, the tentacles of the god of calamity trembled, and he said quietly, "However, what if I don't intend to kill you at all, but use another method to seize your divine power and create a new **** of blood?"

Sayernu's eyes changed slightly, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

"The rules of the world need to be balanced, so two gods were created." The God of Calamity said slowly, "But if I didn't kill you, but just transferred your crimson divine power to another body, there is How?"

The plan of the God of Calamity has been fully revealed.

Due to the existence of the rules of world balance, the two indigenous gods could not kill each other. The God of Blood Slaughter planned to use the power of outsiders to break the rules of balance, while the God of Calamity chose a more ingenious method.

He didn't intend to kill the blood god, but only to take his divine power.

With this method, you will never be rejected by the world. The life created by the King of War Ghosts as the **** of blood can be used as a carrier of crimson divine power. Start to control Saya, the king of war ghosts.

In this case, even if Saya absorbed all the crimson divine power and became another blood-slaughter god, he would not be able to escape the control of the disaster god. He could only become a different kind of subordinate god like a puppet.

"Several thousand years is really too long..."

In the same place, the God of Calamity sighed a little, and said quietly, "In the beginning, I only believed in the power of the gods, but ignored the importance of wisdom. I didn't understand more until I entered the world of wizards."

"Before the endless ages, wizard civilization was just some mortals."

"That world is also controlled by the gods. The lives of mortals are like ants. They don't even need to be touched, they will turn into ashes and disappear. However, under such humble circumstances, wizard civilization is still born!"

"Weak mortals use their wisdom to subvert the rule of the gods!"

"If I didn't know the history of wizard civilization, I would have scoffed at this kind of thing, but the facts are right in front of me, but I can't doubt it. Those mortals who are as weak as ants have indeed become a civilization that even gods can only look up to. "

(End of this chapter)