Arcane Linguist

Chapter 444 The incarnation of Shank arrives
"Moen, he's okay?"

"Hey, who calls his uncle the Archmage?"

"The state has national laws and every family has its own rules. It turns out they are all fake..."

"Same as colluding with the devil, the archmage's nephew can be exempted from sin, but the farmer's son must die..."

In the Sinvira people's fortress, a famous mage was worried.

The original intention of the higher-ups was to take care of Master Duolin and deal with it in a low-key manner.

But the people below are not fools. They have eyes to see and ears to hear, so they can't help but be deeply affected.

Those flags that were once regarded as great ideals eventually faded, and were even discovered to be the gorgeous underpants of the nobles.

No matter how much passion and blood there is, it can't withstand such consumption, so it becomes popular and morale is low.

Even the usual patrols and defenses have become slack.

Under night, inside the fortress.

In a dark and lightless room.

Resisting the devil is hard and dangerous. Many people have no hope in the first place, and they only persist because of the support they have received in the past, or even inertia.

Even the bloody tyrant Shank couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.

"Is your operation going smoothly? How are the preparations for the summoning ceremony going?"

……

After a moment, a goat skull emblem wrapped in an inverted pentagram was revealed.

Once faith collapses, nothing is worth giving.

"Thanks to you, I was found to be interrupted before, and the progress has regressed, but now it has recovered to more than 80%..."

The skull made of goat skulls floated in the air and became lifelike.

The man knelt on the ground, recited a mantra, and began to pray: "Great Lord of Hell, Lord of War... I pray for your response..."

"These humans are so unexpectedly stupid sometimes!"

Being able to live up to the meager salary you get is considered a conscience.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The devil believer replied: "In order to cover up Moen's evidence, the people of Sinvela delayed a lot of time and allowed us to successfully transfer...

Under such a situation, the spies lurking inside quickly seized the opportunity and launched operations.

Like the echo of the devil's low murmur, the blood gradually turned into mist and rose up, covering the small formation on the wooden table.

Later, although there was a special mission to investigate secretly, the local garrison was slack, and we have successfully used the illusion to confuse them..."

"Oh? It went so well?" Shank was also a little surprised.

Feeling the breath of the material plane, the goat skull laughed, and Shank's voice came from inside.

Someone secretly set up a magic circle inside, poured blood through the moonlight cast by the window, and injected it into the groove carved by the dagger.

The devil believer bowed his head and said: "The carrier of possession has been prepared. If everything goes well, in half a month at most and a month at the latest, we will be able to summon Your Majesty to come in person."

Shank said with satisfaction: "Okay, I'll act according to the situation when the time comes!"

In the blink of an eye, less than half a month later.

At this time, it was already the end of the Atrehine calendar.

The investigation team sent by the academy secretly searched everywhere and cleared out some altars and gathering places left by the secret activities of devil believers. They felt that the hidden dangers had been eliminated, enough to go back and resume their lives.

But just when they had just sent a secret message to the higher-ups and were preparing to return, they suddenly heard an earth-shaking loud noise in the distance.

Amidst the unexplained shock, blood filled the sky, like red clouds under the setting sun, spreading half of the sky.

"What is that?" The senior mage of the investigation team stared intently at the cloud that was as huge as a mountain and in the shape of a goat skull, with a solemn look on his face.

Others also felt the evil aura coming from the blood, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble.

"It's... the demon from the outer realm!"

"There is a big devil trying to come here!"

"How is this possible? Those alien creatures cannot come easily without support..."

Each world is a planet-level place in its own plane, and the planes have their own corresponding rules.

The rule of the material plane is that everything is materialistic. Even those legendary and demon-level beings cannot easily use spiritual power to interfere with reality and change matter.

Therefore, the power of gods has limited impact on the material plane. If they want to come down, they often need to rely on existences such as incarnations.

Generally speaking, the church has the habit of cultivating devout believers to serve as sons and saints, while devils mainly use temporary bodies.

Only those whose inner beliefs are devout enough, or whose desires are strong enough to resonate with the corresponding contract owner, can exist as a medium of advent.

But whether it is a carefully cultivated saint son or a saint, or a temporary possession carrier, there will always be abnormal human behavior.

When it comes, it often needs to rely on the power of faith generated by a large number of believers for guidance.

It was hard for everyone in the investigation team to imagine how the other party could do such a thing under their noses.

But after a brief moment of panic, they immediately realized that there was no point in worrying about it now.

The enemy has a powerful presence ready to come, and a decision must be made as soon as possible.

"Anyone who still has the guts, come out with me and face the enemy."

As soon as the leader gave the order, he took the lead in setting an example, cast a "flying technique" on himself, and jumped out from the window sill.

"Communications class! Communications class! Send a report quickly, call for help!
The enemy summoned a demon-level existence, and the suspected bloody tyrant Shank descended on the material plane in his incarnation! "

"Sound the alarm and activate the highest level combat readiness plan!"

At the same time, inside the fortress, those who were still loyal to Sinvilla also immediately took action.

People from all sides quickly gathered in the direction of the blood cloud, preparing to kill, expel and drive the opponent back to his hometown in hell before he could fully adapt to the incarnation carrier.

The material plane has an upper limit on the power it can carry. According to the standards of the Magic Age, it is usually around level 20.

If its incarnation can be destroyed, even the legendary strong men and demon gods with extraordinary power will be rejected by the plane laws and return to their original planes.

……

"Something happened on the Western Front!"

Soon, Roland, who stayed in the academy, also received the news.

He secretly contacted the Lena Corps immediately and informed Nalando, Vian, Pamir and others of the truth.

"Be prepared to retreat at any time."

The elites of Reiner World are here to experience and earn money, and they cannot live and die for Xinweila in vain.

Since even the bloody tyrant Shank has raised enough soul sacrifices to come to this world, it means that the situation in Sinvela is indeed not good.

Even if we can really regain the sky islands on the eastern front by then, it may not be able to help.

Soon after, Fine was notified as well.

He had a look of disbelief on his face, shocked by the stupidity and slowness of his colleagues.

"Does God really want to kill me, Xinweila?"

Even as patriotic as he is, he can't help but feel a deep sense of powerlessness at this moment.

(End of this chapter)