King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 601: An Uncertain Destiny

"Biat..."

The Qiuqiu man glanced at the embers and said this word that could be used almost anywhere.

"You won't say that again soon." Yi Yan didn't care at all. He lowered his head and touched Qiuqiu Ren's head and comforted him.

They have said that the success rate this time is 100%, why is it unwilling to believe it?
Since this Qiuqiu man has the idea of ​​becoming a human being, and the biggest obstacle is just fear of pain, it's no wonder that Yi Yan uses coercion.

What's more, the source of the pain is that the curse dissolves with the body, and there won't be this appalling step next.

"What are you talking about with it?" Dai Yin was like Ember's follower at the moment, wanting to stay even an inch away.

"It's nodding in agreement." Ember lied without changing his expression.

"No matter what your thoughts are, no matter how confident you are in your own methods. Before that, I hope you can listen to the thoughts of the Abyss Order."

As almost the last apparent descendant of Camrea, Dyne's desire for the remnants of Camrea, or to see his compatriots again, was involuntarily released after hundreds of years of repression.

Although in his heart he had no hope of seeing the Kanrians again, he couldn't stand the fact that the person in front of him was an ember.

Recalling the scene with Yu Yan, he could even..., he could..., he could even let himself get on the big penis, what else could he not do?

Although that time the ember was just an accomplice.

"Speak, and I'll listen." Ember nodded and let Daine continue.

"According to my information, the Abyss Order's current thinking is to transfer the fate of the Qiuqiu people to normal people in other countries."

"In this way, fate is re-spun, and the punishment of the gods against Canria finally comes to their own people."

"There are smart people in the Abyss Religion, and they are thinking of being together with me." Yi Yan clapped his hands. There are many smart people in the Abyss Religion, and they are thinking of being together with him.

"What……?!"

Dain saw Ember nod, and his expression changed from anxious to shocked. He hurriedly stopped Yu Yan and began to give advice fluently.

"Ember, you have to think clearly. The sacrifices are ordinary people! They are not the main criminals. Five hundred years have passed. In some places, even the race has changed several times. There is no need to bear such horrific criminal laws."

"Besides, there are countless Qiuqiu people in the world. Not only are they transformed by the remnants of Kanria, but the Seven Kingdoms simply haven't used enough population to transfer."

"If you really have the means to control destiny, instead of sacrificing ordinary people, why not come with me to capture the Seven Gods as sacrifices."

"Momang Palace? Jingshan Palace? Or the Castle Pavilion. I believe you and I will be able to do it!"

Dain gave many reasons in rapid succession, each of which made perfect sense. Because he believes that Ember is a person who listens to advice.

"I suddenly discovered that Dyne becomes a talker when you are in a panic." Yi Jin looked at Daine who was so quick to talk, and shook his head with a smile.

"What you said is very good, so do you think I can do it?" Yu Jin pointed at himself. He happened to have a lot of "people" in him, and he was a little jumpy recently. It was time to knock it out.

Just take this blow from fate and take it seriously!
Looking at the embers gradually gesticulating, Daine retreated silently. He never thought that Ember would use himself as a sacrifice.

What does this make Dyne say...a little touched?
"Lord Ember, what should I do?" Yuan Shang was not as entangled as Dyne. Ever since he saw Ember kneading the power of Abyss into a rope to use as a skipping rope, Yuan Shang had already acquiesced that Ember was omnipotent.

"Just the same as last time! Just peel off the curse, and leave the rest to me!"

Ember crossed his arms confidently.

"No problem!" Hearing this, Yuan Shang started the operation with great enthusiasm. He will soon be able to deliver the first batch of Kanria talents to the Order, which makes me a little excited just thinking about it!

The yellow-white light appeared on the altar again, and as expected, Yuan Shang felt an invisible force sweep across his body.

Even because he was too excited and his power control was inaccurate, Fuchshang himself felt a bit of pain.

"Ya!"

The Qiuqiu man, who was lying flat on the ground, seemed to have noticed something and immediately started shouting.

The sound was so loud that Yi Yan suspected that the injuries on its body were faked.

"Ya!!!" Qiuqiu Man's cry reached another level, because it saw the dark curse rising on the surface of its skin.

It was like this before. After something like this appeared on its body, it was followed by unspeakable and huge pain.

This kind of pain has exceeded the limit that this Qiuqiu man can bear, but the key is that it is still conscious while suffering. So no matter what, it doesn't want to experience this pain again.

Qiuqiu Ren yelled and struggled, annoying the embers beside him.

"Be quiet! Didn't you realize that there is no pain on your body at all?" After knocking Qiuqiu Man's head, Ember muttered a lot.

"Huh?" Qiuqiu Ren stopped struggling and his voice became quieter, so Yu Yan could concentrate on deflecting the curse.

The curse on the Qiuqiu people was forcibly stripped away by the power emanating from the altar. If it were normal, the Qiuqiu people who had been purified would have been wiped out.

But now these curses that have been stripped out of the Qiuqiu people's bodies have not dissipated with the Qiuqiu people's bodies.

Because they have found a new "result", the curse and the cursed are mutually responsible and indispensable.

But now there is a higher level of power, grafting the "cause" of the curse onto other "effects".

No one noticed that the purification speed was much faster than last time. The curse rooted in the Qiuqiu people suddenly became disgusted with its short body and actively welcomed the arrival of purification.

Seeing the black and red aura surrounding his body, the Qiuqiu man lying on the ground couldn't help but close his eyes.

If it suddenly hurts, how painful will it be? It would be better to just die then!
Curling up on the ground and thinking wildly, Qiuqiu Man felt that his thinking was getting slower and slower, and his head felt heavy.

It was like I had slept for a long time, but had an extremely clear dream, and my brain was still tired.

Then it fell into a deep sleep, because Qiuqiu people could feel that there would be no more dreams when sleeping this time.

The black-red and ominous aura extinguished from the Qiuqiu people, and then came to the embers in the blink of an eye.

These auras jumped up and down, shrinking in and out, as if they wanted to penetrate into the body of Yi Yan, but they couldn't find the trick.

Ember raised his head and looked at the flame-like curse on his palm. With a squeeze of his palm, these curses dispersed like smoke.

But it didn't take long for the curses that had been pinched away by the embers to reattach to his arm.

"So positive? Then let me in!"

Seeing this, Ember no longer rejects these curses on his body. The black and red color on the body surface quickly restrained, and they got into the gaps in the pitch-black armor without making any waves.

As the saying goes, the best way to study a curse is to accept it!
As for who receives the curse? Ember could only say that it was not him.

……

Amidst the dusty ruins, a black thread invisible to the naked eye floated down from the sky.

In the dim light, the black silk looked so inconspicuous that no one noticed this strange thing.

The black thread was floating in the air like feathers. Suddenly, it seemed to have found something and became active in an instant.

Roaring and twitching, the black threads squeezed into the gray-white ashes, crossed the thin soil layer, and came into the crawling darkness.

The twisted human face presented great resistance, but this did not affect Heisi's determination at all.

It squirmed hard in the mud of the human face, and after being chewed to pieces, it finally found its "destined person."

It was a "person" squeezed in the mud, suffering from grief and pain, and as thin as a bamboo pole.

The curse attached itself, and the "person" became even less "human".

At the same time, an exclamation sounded from the initial furnace.

"Where did the mosquitoes come from?!"

(End of this chapter)