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Chapter 656 The Lost Soil

In the holy city, many outsiders enter every year, and some people can't bear the harsh environment and leave.This is a very mobile city. Because it is protected by the saints, the wizards cannot extend their hands here, and all the residents are free people.

In the past thousands of years, there have been many high-level wizards in the holy city, and after they had completed their skills, they walked out of the holy city and tried to integrate into the prosperous society outside.Because they have no backing, no background, and they are unwilling to be driven by others, they get into a lot of trouble.

The society of wizards has its own set of rules and norms, which are suffocatingly firm, and even cultivation is restricted.In the field of witchcraft, what is judged is not aptitude, but your own status. Only with a corresponding status can you be allowed to practice to a corresponding level, otherwise you will be heresy and be punished.

For example, if your superior has the strength of the seventh level, then I'm sorry, you can only cultivate to the sixth level, and you cannot be higher than the superior.Under such circumstances, it is difficult for outsiders to integrate into the wizard system. It is obviously impossible to let the high-level wizards who come out of the holy city abolish their skills, starting from the lowest-level wizard apprentices.

So a contradiction arose. The world of witchcraft judged that most of the wizards who came out of the holy city were evil heretics, so they put pressure on the saints. All children in the holy city who have the qualifications to cultivate to the fifth level of witchcraft must be refined. into a witchcraft puppet.

Under the pressure from the entire witchcraft world, the Saints also had to compromise.

In fact, witchcraft puppets are extremely common in this world, poor children with no background, and those with excellent aptitude almost all become puppets.

Under the leadership of the prince, the wizards walked out of the hotel, and all the children under the age of ten in the holy city were gathered together to test their aptitude.

This is an order that cannot be resisted, and with the assistance of a certain kind of witchcraft, it is impossible to hide it.

Iman and Alexia stood in the crowd, watching and testing their children's qualifications with the restless parents. All the parents hoped that their children did not have the qualifications of wizards, otherwise it would be a disaster.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor of all demons also appeared on the side, and covered his face with his robe, only showing a pair of eyes, watching all this coldly.

The detection of witchcraft aptitude is very simple. The concentration of witchcraft factors in the blood is tested. When a teenager with sixth-level witchcraft aptitude is selected, the pale-faced mother fainted on the spot.

When the last row was detected, a wizard was stunned on the spot: "My God, how is this possible, the concentration of witchcraft factors in the blood exceeds that of the witch god."

"What? What? You didn't make a mistake, right?" The old man in brocade clothes hurried to the child, reconfirmed, and said excitedly: "Sure enough, the concentration of witch power in the blood is stronger than that of the witch god. Great, we picked it up. baby."

When the child's mother heard the bad news, she staggered and almost fainted.

After the prince heard it, his body trembled slightly, and he said with great pride: "I never expected that in this small mountain village, I found blood that surpassed the witch god. Hurry up, refine him into my witchcraft puppet, so as not to have long nights and dreams." .”

The bloodline beyond the witch god is extremely precious, and it is rare to have one in a thousand years.

With the current level of witchcraft, a witchcraft puppet whose bloodline surpasses that of the witch god can reach at least the eighth level of strength, and it may not necessarily exceed the ninth level. Can the prince not be excited?

The ancestor of all demons laughed loudly: "When you were drinking just now, you said that the gods were worried that the power of witches would threaten his rule, so they didn't send talents to you. Now there is a bloodline stronger than the witch god Junior, but you want to refine him into a witchcraft puppet."

A sorcerer jumped out and said, "What do you know, old fellow? A sorcerer from the holy city. You will be a heretic in the future. The stronger the blood, the greater the harm. Now refining it into a witchcraft puppet is just to prevent it from happening. .”

"Where did this old guy come from? He dared to question the work of our Wizards Association. He must be a heretic. Kill him." The prince was excited, and he didn't want anyone to disturb him.

A wizard muttered something, the flames flickered in his palms, and he was about to perform witchcraft, but was pointed at by the ancestor of all demons, and the flames turned back on him, and the wizard's arm suddenly burned and howled continuously.

The other wizards hurriedly extinguished the flames. Seeing that one arm was lost, the old man in brocade clothes was even more surprised: "The witchcraft is reversed, this is a witchcraft that has long been lost. Who are you? Heaven's witchcraft?"

"Heaven-defying witchcraft?" The ancestor of all demons laughed loudly: "In the era of witch gods, even apprentices of witchcraft knew how to defend against the reversal of witchcraft. In this era, it has become a heaven-defying witchcraft, which is ridiculous. Sad, deplorable."

"You old man, what nonsense are you talking about?" The prince was furious, and he wanted to use witchcraft to punish him. As the emperor, he was allowed to practice witchcraft to the eighth level.

But seeing the hand of the ancestor of all demons move forward, the prince broke out in a cold sweat, and he didn't know how to deal with the legendary reversal of witchcraft.

"You! You. In the holy city, you can't do anything casually, you can only reason." Panicked, the prince finally grasped the straw.

The ancestor of all demons sneered, perhaps out of respect for his previous saints, he did not kill this group of people: "Okay, I will reason with you, if you go back and train this child carefully, although you can't It is not difficult to regain the glory of witchcraft, but it is not difficult to cultivate an eleventh-level witchcraft powerhouse."

"That's impossible." The brocade-clothed old man said in a low voice, "This child was born in poverty, has no moral education, and has low quality. After becoming an eleventh-level powerhouse, he will definitely cause trouble?"

"Born in poverty? Low quality?" The ancestor of all demons laughed and said: "What a joke, the witch god was also born in a poor family, or a single-parent family. With the existence of Wu Yue, your current level of witchcraft must be even worse."

"How can he compare with the witch god?" The prince argued: "The witch god is the reincarnation of a holy angel. The suffering he suffered in the world is just the suffering given by heaven. This child is a treacherous and cunning person at first glance, and the heavens are to blame for it." , why let such a qualified seedling be born in a poor family."

In this era, witch gods were extremely deified, and various legends circulated.

"Okay, then let's talk about our background." The Ancestor of Demons sneered, "Thirty years ago, the Great General of the Sorcerer God Empire gave birth to a son whose concentration of witchcraft factor was second only to that of the Sorcerer God, but he died of a strange illness at the age of 30. "

"It's because the heavens are jealous of him and don't want us to have a second generation of witch gods." The prince said righteously.

"Hehe, blame the heavens again. Others don't know, but I know that the proud son of that day entered the palace late at night and died three days after leaving the palace. He was poisoned by your royal father." The ancestor of all demons was aggressive.

"You spitting blood." The prince accused.

The ancestor of all demons sneered: "Okay, the son of a great general cannot become a witch god, so what if he was born in the emperor's family? Your brother, the brother who was murdered by you, remember? Just because his concentration of witchcraft factor can cultivate When it reached the twelfth step, it was chopped off by you."

"That's the will of the father." The prince blurted out, and realized that he was careless. This incident left a great shadow in his heart. The father asked him to kill his brother, which was also a warning to him.

Never try to be stronger than your parents, this is the royal code of the witchcraft world.

The ancestor of all demons looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's not that God is jealous of you. In fact, God very much hopes that witchcraft can develop and new gods can be born to share his work. This is the fundamental reason why God created worlds. But your hearts have long Already defiled, this world no longer has the soil for witch gods to grow."

"Shut up, you dare to slander the great witch god." The old man in brocade clothes quickly took over the words: "Everything we do is to abide by the laws left by the witch god."

"It's just that you are pretending to be in the name of the witch god." The ancestor of all demons sighed and said: "Before the witch god sat down, the old man played against him, and I warned him that he should leave a law of heaven's punishment in the demon moon. Destroy the treacherous descendants. It's a pity that the witch god believes that human nature is good, so he didn't do that."

"You! Who are you? Have you seen a witch god?" The prince was stunned for a while: "You are lying, you heretic."

The ancestor of all demons ignored him, knowing that there was no result in arguing with him, he dragged the child with excellent aptitude to his side, and said in a low voice: "My child, run to the center of the lake to find the saints, only he can save you." you."

The child nodded obediently, turned around and ran towards the center of the lake.

(End of this chapter)