Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 514 Childbirth
Under such circumstances, Ramam, the eldest in the tribe, temporarily stepped forward to maintain order.

The drastic changes in the world have made all the warrior tribes panic. This year's black mist season is clearly not over yet, but the mist that filled the plain suddenly disappeared. No one can explain everything that is abnormal.

Under the leadership of Lamamu, the Gaosuo tribe can only seek the guidance of the great blood-killing god through blood-fighting sacrifices.

However, over a period of several months.

The Gaosuo tribe conducted four blood fight sacrifices, but they did not receive any response, as if the blood-killing god had abandoned his people, which undoubtedly made the Gaosuo people even more frightened.

"Enough! Shut up!"

Suddenly, Lamamu paused with the bone stick in his hand towards the ground, and then said loudly, "The great **** of blood will never abandon his people. Everyone in the Gaosuo tribe must maintain their faith!"

"If anyone doubts the great god again, then I will drive the blasphemers out of the tribe in the name of the ancestors of Gao Suo!"

Following Ramam's words, the surroundings fell into silence.

The war ghosts of the Gaosuo tribe still had doubts and fears in their hearts, but at this moment, no one dared to show it, and could only pray silently.

……

Solu Plain, Tatar tribe.

Compared with the oppressive atmosphere of the Gaosuo tribe, the Tatar tribe was equally anxious. As the leader, Drogo prayed to the blood god several times, but he didn't get any response.

In the tribe, a stone house.

In the dark room, Drogo walked up and down on the ground, a trace of uneasiness appeared on his resolute face, and a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Drogo turned around quickly, looked away, saw the Blood Warrior who was limping on one leg, and Kalu walked in cautiously.

"How is it, how is the news inquiry going?"

Drogo stepped forward quickly and asked Karoo.

Karu shook his head, his face a little gloomy.

"People from our tribe have already gone to the major tribes on the plain to inquire. All the tribes have lost contact with the blood-slaughter god, even the Gaussians!"

"What? Even the Gorzo tribe..."

Drogo was taken aback, and a very dignified look appeared on his face. As the ruler of the Solu Plain, the Gaosuo tribe has the most complete god-given stele in the entire plain, and is the tribe with the best chance to communicate with the **** of blood.

But now, even they have lost contact with the Blood Slaughter God.

"Could it be... the blood-killing god has..."

Drogo quickly suppressed the blasphemous thought in his mind, but the thought grew wildly in his heart like a weed.

"The Solu Plain is no longer able to contact the God of Blood Slaughter."

On the opposite side, Karu's face was also extremely pale, and he seemed to be in some kind of fear. He said in a trembling voice, "The warriors in the tribe have gone out of the plain to see if the tribes in other areas have received the guidance of the **** of blood."

"If not..."

Karu's words did not go on, it was already a blasphemy to the gods, and it was something that every war ghost clan was unwilling to do. As a race created by the blood-slaughter god, they must maintain absolute respect for the gods.

Where he stood, Drogo fell silent.

After a while, he raised his head and asked hesitantly, "Then...how is the situation over there?"

Karoo looked down, knowing who Drogo was talking about.

"Ever since O'Kalen was killed in the Gaosuo tribe, the 'Apostle' has been hiding in his room, and no one is allowed to come near."

Karu said in a low voice, with a hint of fear in his tone.

During the black mist season last year, the God of Blood Slaughter issued an oracle, declaring that Enzo was his apostle, and that the entire Tatar tribe must obey his command, but what happened recently made the Tatar tribe, somewhat I don't know how to face this apostle.

The methods used by Enzo in the Gaosuo tribe were exactly the same as those of the Evil Ones.

But after all, he never did anything to endanger the Tatar tribe. Instead, he has been protecting the tribe recently. Except for occasionally paying attention to the pregnant Wendy, he hides in that stone house almost all the time.

"Great God of Blood Slaughter! How are you doing?"

Drogo couldn't help murmuring, losing contact with the Blood Slaughter God, which made all the War Ghost tribes panic. After the end of the Black Mist Season last year, the world became more and more abnormal.

It's like... the original rules have been subverted.

Under previous circumstances, when the season of black mist ends and the world ushers in the season of recovery, the power of the blood-slaughter god will regain control of the land, and he will immediately give the world various orders, but this year there is no news at all. No.

Seeing that the harvest season is coming.

Drogo was even a little unsure whether a celebration would be held this year. According to the tradition of the War Ghost Clan, the celebration before the harvest and hunting was to obtain the power and aura bestowed by the blood-slaughter god. However, the blood-slaughter god lost contact, so naturally Impossible to give anything.

"Continue to observe Enzo, and report to me if there is any situation."

Afterwards, Drogo said in a deep voice, since he lost contact with the Blood Slaughter God, Drogo has had some doubts about Enzo's attitude, but he dare not take any rash actions.

The reason is also very simple, Enzo is very powerful.

Regardless of whether he was an alien or not, Drogo couldn't face the ability to easily kill the furious warrior O'Karen. He knew very well in his heart that as long as he had any intentions, he would be easily killed.

Therefore, Drogo could only order people to observe secretly.

Fortunately, his actions did not attract Enzo's attention, and the other party did not notice the monitoring at all.

Uh... maybe.

With the end of the conversation between Drogo and Karoo, in the corner of the dark room, a crow gathered by the shadows quietly disappeared into smoke.

……

On the other side of the Tatar tribe.

In the stone house arranged as a laboratory, Enzo was standing intently in front of a huge test bench, refining potions with both hands in an orderly manner, and a series of processes were proceeding smoothly.

Suddenly, Enzo's heart moved.

Everything that the shadow crow came to investigate had already appeared in his mind, Enzo couldn't help but chuckled, and shook his head helplessly.

Enzo had been aware of Drogo's surveillance from the very beginning.

The other party thought they were flawless, but they really underestimated the methods of wizards. The monitoring of the Tatar tribe was extremely inferior. After Enzo was promoted to the third-level wizard, his spiritual power could be extended throughout the tribe.

"Forget it, leave them alone."

Enzo shook his head and ignored Drogo and the others. The Tatar tribe was just a small tribe, and the most powerful leader was only a first-order life form, unable to pose any threat to himself.

So, don't care at all.

Enzo's recent energy has been spent on experiments, and Wendy's delivery date is getting closer and closer, and his plan is almost ready, and it can be implemented today.

"I hope all goes well."

Enzo muttered to himself, taking a deep breath in his heart. Even after countless simulation experiments on the chip, he still felt a little nervous when it came to the life and death of his own blood, a third-tier wizard.

Afterwards, Enzo put away a series of finished potions in the laboratory.

Turning around and leaving the laboratory, Enzo came to the center of the Tatar tribe. The square where the stele bestowed by the gods should have been erected had been transformed into a courtyard. Dozens of evil spirits stood guard like soldiers.

Under Enzo's order, no one is allowed to come near here.

Walking straight into the courtyard, Enzo came to a hall. In the spacious space, there was a huge stone bed. Wendy, who was as big as a drum, was lying on it and sleeping, and some Tatar tribe women were waiting on her side.

"How is Wendy?"

Enzo took a step forward and asked the maid next to him. The Tatar tribe women in the courtyard are all controlled by hypnotic runes, so they are absolutely safe.

"Just took the potion, and I'm falling asleep now."

Beside the huge stone bed, the indigenous maid replied that after discovering that Wendy was pregnant with his own blood, Enzo ordered his evil spirits to build this courtyard in the central square, relying on witchcraft, and it was built soon Finish.

Since then, Wendy has raised her baby here with peace of mind.

As time passed day by day, Wendy's abdomen was getting bigger and bigger. Relying on the precious potion that Enzo supplied every day, the fetus in her womb barely maintained a trace of vitality, but it was still in a very weak state.

This is also to be expected.

As a mother, Wendy is too weak, so she can't provide enough nutrition for the fetus, so she can only rely on the supply of potions, but the fusion of the powerful wizard's blood and the native woman has caused the fetus to be in an abnormal state.

"Chip, scan!"

Enzo frowned, commanding in his heart, as a faint blue light appeared in his eyes, the fetus in Wendy's abdomen also appeared in the field of vision.

It was a lovely boy, but very frail.

The vitality is like a candle in the wind, and it may go out at any time. Even if a large amount of precious potion provides nutrition, it still cannot change this situation. If there is no accident, the fetus will inevitably die when the mother gives birth.

"The curse of magic..."

Enzo muttered to himself, his face a little dignified. It is not so much the curse of magic power, but the multiverse. For the shackles of powerful life, it is always difficult for wizards to obtain healthy offspring.

"It seems that it can only be carried out as planned!"

On the spot, Enzo took a deep breath, his eyes were gloomy, he waved his hand to signal the native maids in the room to leave, and then began to set up the barrier.

Runes are engraved on the surrounding walls.

The spars that had been inlaid on the ceiling long ago were ignited under the guidance of magic power. The stimulation of falling light made Wendy faintly wake up on the stone bed, with a trace of bewilderment appearing on her pale face.

"Is the child... going to be born?"

There was an inexplicable expression on Wendy's face. During the period of raising the fetus in the courtyard, she had a vague understanding of Enzo's identity, so she knew that the child in her womb was very weak. If she wanted him to survive, she had to obey Enzo's arrangement.

Motherhood makes Wendy strong.

Even though the fear in her heart was almost spreading, she still gritted her teeth and persisted. Wendy was willing to pay the price of her life for the birth of the child.

"Don't worry, Wendy."

A smile appeared on Enzo's face, and he comforted, "With me here, I will definitely not let you and the child have trouble."

Wendy nodded obediently, and then slowly closed her eyes.

Afterwards, Enzo's eyes flashed, and under the effect of the hypnotic rune, Wendy fell into a deep sleep. He took a step forward and lifted the animal skin quilt covering Wendy's body, revealing her bulging belly.

Inside, a fetus is gestating!
"call--"

Enzo took a deep breath again. In the decades since he embarked on a wizarding journey, he seemed to have not felt it for a long time. This feeling of tension, the weak little life in Wendy's belly, was his first blood descendant. .

Therefore, Enzo must ensure that he survives.

Even, considering the failure rate of his plan, Enzo arranged another barrier in the room to ensure that even if Wendy and the child died during childbirth, their souls could be preserved.

"It's time to start!"

Enzo's eyes gradually became firmer, and he took out a few special potions to feed the sleeping Wendy, and then released the magic power in his body to ignite the runes prepared in the room.

Special energy suddenly spread around.

Then, with a thought in Enzo's mind, as if some kind of seal had been undone, his chest and abdomen suddenly twitched, and his tentacles twisted and frantically struggled towards the outside.

"Sealing technique!"

Feeling the pain coming from his body, Enzo remained expressionless, took out the spell prepared in advance from the interspatial ring, and began to release the sealing technique.

This witchcraft has no ranks.

Even, strictly speaking, this does not belong to esoteric witchcraft, but a witchcraft method using auxiliary materials and a lot of knowledge, which exists specifically to seal powerful creatures.

"vomit!!"

Suddenly, Enzo retched, and under conscious control, tentacles protruded from his mouth. The scene was abnormally distorted, and thick black mist spewed out.

The next moment, the body of the tentacles also came out.

It was an extremely strange creature, its shape was extremely distorted, its bloated body was like an octopus, but it had countless eyes, and on the spine, purple feathers grew out, forming two crow wings.

On the spot, Enzo chanted a spell in a low voice.

One after another syllables were spit out from his mouth, as if in a special rhythm. The twisted creature that emerged from his mouth frantically waved its tentacles, but under the suppression of the surrounding invisible magic power, it could only be restrained in place.

"Don't even think about...seal me again!!"

A sharp and ear-piercing sound came from the monster's mouth, and the tentacles with teeth were waving wildly, but on his spine, the two purple wings quickly gathered, as if they were suppressing their own evil thoughts.

"The next step is the technique of reincarnation!"

The first step has been successfully completed, Enzo breathed a sigh of relief, and then released the magic power again, manipulating the runes arranged in advance in the room, releasing the technique of reincarnation, and forcibly controlled the twisted monster into the air.

(End of this chapter)