People in hell, boss four seasons

"Always scolding myself because of my inexplicable thoughts, it really is very Siji-sama's thoughts."

This is the normal state of Siji when he gets along with Wen Yao.

"Where is Lord Yan Mo who is very majestic in the Hall of Right and Wrong, what is Lord Four Seasons worried about?"

Siji nodded in confusion at first, then shook her head aggrievedly, unable to say why, the emotion of worrying about gains and losses was brewing in her heart for a while, and getting used to the days when Wen Yao was by her side, the cold-hearted Lord Yan Mo began to worry about herself Your partner may suddenly disappear in the not-too-distant future.

Of course, Siji would not say such words, and Wen Yao also tacitly did not intend to continue to delve into it, so he returned to the original topic.

"So why is Master Siji not very happy all the time?"

There are many studies and anomalies about soul and life in this world, and for Yan Mo, these are undoubtedly the most attractive.

"Maybe it's because of fear..."

Four Seasons seemed a little hesitant in describing his state.

"If there is no reincarnation organization to take it in, I always feel a little sad..."

The heroic spirits of the warriors were eventually scattered on unknown roads, and were even touched by the abyss, becoming the nutrient of human pus or other monsters. For Yan Mo, such a scene was somewhat cruel.

"Well, this is probably the tragedy that an incomplete world must face."

Even if the world once had a prosperous time.

Walking out of the scope of Chuanhuo Sacrificial Site, the sky seemed to be a little brighter, not only because of the resurgence of the initial fire, but simply because of the reality of "dawn", broken walls and ruins can be seen everywhere on both sides of the narrow stone path.

The ax simply made a few huge gaps in their bodies, and there were still traces of crystallization spells. Cleaning up the lives eroded by the abyss is the responsibility of Guda and Klinsimd.

"What a strange life form..."

Darkness churned in the dead body, and the power of the abyss was rapidly draining.

It obviously needs to rely on a complete life to continue its own existence, but its ultimate goal is to "kill" the parasitic life.

The abyss that has been integrated into human nature has become an unpredictable and weird existence. If there is a chance, Wen Yao would not mind studying their specific structure.

In front is the exit of this cemetery, but Wen Yao is keenly aware of the difference in time and space.

"Coming into this world is really a must to be tossed by the consciousness of this world..."

Wen Yao complained, holding Siji's hand tightly and crossing the unknown interface.

Chapter 212 The King of Dragon Transformation

The eye is full of stone plates on the wall.

The way we came was covered by a wall.

"Relying on the power of the wedge-shaped stone disc to forcibly break through the shackles of the past and the present, is this what people of this era are trying to do?"

There are many obvious traces of artificial construction left on the wall, so many wedge-shaped stone plates can be gathered, and they can be connected with each other with strange spells to form a magic circle that can break the shackles of time and space. Apart from money and knowledge, It takes a lot more time.

Different from ordinary wedge-shaped stone fragments, the formation of a complete wedge-shaped stone disc requires many very harsh conditions. Only the top blacksmiths can use superb skills to control the power within and bestow the final crown on their weapons.

Except for some special materials that must be strengthened with the same rare dragon scale cuneiform stone, the cuneiform stone plate almost means that this weapon has reached the apex of this life, so if you want to gather a cuneiform stone plate of this size in front of you, you must rely on strong It cannot be done financially.

"Perhaps it has something to do with the missing 'Archmage' mentioned by World Consciousness?"

Four Seasons presents a possibility.

Both knowledge and long life.

"Legendary mages who dare to question the prophecy of the gods and take action for it will never lack such vulgar things as 'money' no matter where they are."

Lifespan may be a debatable issue, but a powerful mage always has a way to prolong his lifespan. There are vivid examples in Gensokyo. A witch who pursues knowledge and eternity like Patchouli was originally completely ordinary human woman.

Although it is not clear how much the stone plate in front of him is worth, the power contained in it is enough to make Wen Yao realize its great value.

In layman's terms, if you know a lot, live a long time, and have money, then Mr. Master, who has never met, is obviously very "suspected".

"However, compared to these wedge-shaped stone disks that have lost most of their effectiveness, we should first figure out where we are."

Jumping in different time and space all the time, even Wen Yao is a little confused about his own position.

Walking outside is a dark corridor, surrounded by gray vines, and the untended tunnel has accumulated thick dust, and every step on it will raise a large amount of dust.

After half an hour's journey, there was only a gleam of light not far away, and a strange roar sounded at the end of the tunnel. For the two people walking in the corridor, this was not good news.

The strange source of magic power continued to amplify in perception, and it seemed to sense the movement in the tunnel, and its roar became more and more excited.

"Hi~"

Ice fog poured into the tunnel without warning, and the cold air even condensed the air.

"Don't talk about Wude, damn monster!"

Rao Wen Yao and Siji had good physiques, and were somewhat frostbitten by the ice mist when they were unprepared. The magic power lingering in it seemed to want to continue to erode the blood of the two of them, and they were quickly dispelled by the scorching breath.

Although Wen Yao has a good temper, he was a little annoyed after all.

At the end of the corridor is a wide cave, with jagged pinnacles hanging from the high dome, and the other end is firmly locked by a sealed gate. The monster in the center stands with a staff, and its tall body can still be vaguely recognized. It looks like a human, with an almost decayed crown on its head, which seems to symbolize its original extraordinary identity.

"It looks like a mad scientist who used himself as an experimental sample?"

The human body is eroded by the power of the dragon. Scales and muscles appear on the body in an unimaginable shape. A huge dragon tail grows between the thighs, but the body still maintains the habits and shape of a human.

"I believe Doctor Bayi should be very interested in such a structure, but unfortunately she can't come to this world."

The closest thing Wen Yao has ever seen to the monster in front of him is the dragonman of Azeroth. However, compared with those humans who voluntarily bathed in dragon blood and transformed into dragonmen, the guy who is suspected of being a king in front of him has obviously completely lost his due rationality.

"However, even in this state, I still can't forget the instinct of casting spells. Is it true that the human part has more influence?"

Through the body, Yan Mo's authority enables Shiji to directly spy on the monster's soul.

The vicissitudes of the old man, half of his body has been replaced by the sexual characteristics of a dragon, and his soul as a "human" or "god" has long been beyond recognition. It may be more accurate to describe it as hopeless.

The tall monster had noticed the appearance of the two of them early on, tapped the vertical staff on the ground, and accompanied by chants that could no longer be heard clearly, the ice fog and cold air rushed towards Wen Yao and the four seasons.

At the same time, the monster that finished casting the spell rose into the air, and the huge dragon tail that dragged swept over.

Although the form of half-dragon and half-human wiped out most of his mind, it also endowed him with a stronger fighting instinct, a strong body combined with advanced spells. If he could retain his complete mind, Wen Yao would not mind exchanging experience with this man in the past.

Unfortunately, he failed...

"Since you're already looking like a ghost, don't come out and scare people..."

Chapter 213 The End of the Demon King

The blade cut across the scales, leaving only faint traces, Wen Yao didn't have time to regret, and the huge dragon tails followed one after another.

Integrating into the blood of the dragon, it inherits the nature of the dragon accordingly. The outermost layer of flesh turns into hard scales, and the tough skin is even strong enough to withstand weapons such as the Blade of Mercy.

This is nothing strange.

The monsters in Yanan City live in dreams, and most of them have soft and fragile bodies. Special firearms can easily hit the monster's weak points for hunters. The weapons made of Seide ore are even more special attacks on these dream creatures.

The brilliance illuminated by the mirror dispelled the cold air, and the token in midair collided with the huge tail.

"Roar!"

Once the black air floating on the surface of the body was ignited, it quickly spread to the whole body, and the dragon-shaped monster felt pain to the bone, and let out a hoarse roar.

"Souls full of sin should be punished."

Those black air is the materialized sin.

Although it is not clear where such a large number of crimes came from, but referring to the current body of this high-ranking person, it is not difficult to imagine that there must be more victims before this.

"When he decided to use those unjust souls and undead to build himself a stronger ladder, those accumulated sins were enough to drag him into hell..."

The voice of the four seasons is rare and cold. After all, in the world of Gensokyo, the monsters under the control of sages will not do things that are too outrageous. Human beings are limited by the weakness of individual strength, and there is a limit to the crimes they can do. And the guy in front of him...

Rolling sins filled every corner of his body. Since he became Yan Mo, in his long career, he has seen countless undead in four seasons. However, even those souls who were wiped out by the consciousness of hell on the ferry boat before reaching the other shore are not one-tenth of the monster in front of them.

The abyss crowned his crimes, "humanity" and "humanity" are attracted to each other, and it is only a matter of time before he falls into madness and chaos.

Good deeds bestow good luck, crimes reward misfortune, fate is elusive, but cause and effect do not change.

"Since the hell of this world has been eliminated in the abyss, I will exercise the right to judge on my behalf."

The holy light brewing in the palm of his hand was extinguished.

Wen Yao seldom saw the four seasons in this state, the daily life in the right and wrong hall, most of the four seasons tried the undead expressionlessly, and then returned to the quiet room to enjoy his caring service after a day's work.

"Why do you feel like a virtuous wife at home?"

Wen Yao shook his head, shaking his weird thoughts out of his head.

Occasionally, he will let go of his guard in front of himself, and while enjoying the fried shrimp, he will also scold the annoying Komachi.

"Then leave it to Master Siji to solve it."

God of Death will not disobey Lord Yan Mo's wishes, and Wen Yao will not stop Siji's wishes.

It should be Yan Mo's job to adjudicate crimes, Wen Yao deeply thinks so.

Her light green hair was fluttering in the cold wind, and her eyes were fixed on the huge monster in front of her.

In terms of size alone, the opponent is undoubtedly more dominant.

But the battle is not only about judging the living and the defeated based on the body size. The sinful dragon-shaped monster meets the evil-judging Yan Mo. The key to victory or defeat has been determined as early as the beginning of the battle.

Conviction [right or wrong trial]

The mirror of clean glass shines on the body of the demon king, and the stick of repentance pulls the continuous black air into a strong chain to bind the body of the demon king.

The decayed body was turned into ashes with the burning of the light, and the demon king could not break free from the chains of sin. However, survival is the instinct of creatures. Even the king who lost his mind will try his best to seek the possibility of survival when his life is threatened.

The scarlet eyes are more obvious, and the body has changed along with some indescribable facts.

The scale armor completely covered the remnant body, the staff was simply left on the ground, and the limbs were waving more violently than before.

"Are you going to give up all your sanity?"

In order to gain greater power and seek the possibility of life, he gave up all reason.

"However this will only hasten your death."

Wen Yao watched in pity as the ghost tore the king's body.

You are already a mature sinner, you have to learn to punish the evil person who possesses you by yourself.

The chains that were constantly being torn showed no signs of breaking yet, but the phantom of the stick of repentance had condensed on the head of the demon king.

The more sins there are, the more obvious the feedback is. Under the scales, the skin is rapidly losing the vitality of life. Even the blood of the dragon can no longer provide more vitality.

The sins were purified, and accompanied by it, the tall body gradually shrank to the size of a normal human being, and the dragon scales faded away, revealing shriveled skin. No matter how great the king's achievements were, in front of the just Yan Mo, the best destination is to lose his soul.

Wen Yao can feel the joyful sound of the soul, and the sins that have been washed away are finally liberated into many pure souls, nourishing this world that has lost its vitality.

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King Lothric

"The abyss...seems to be receding..."

There is only one priest left in the church. She uses all her power to seal the out-of-control women and knights. The abyss has eroded their souls, but she can no longer tell the excess power.

"Did something happen underground?"

Humans in this world have not yet had a deeper understanding of the abyss, and even the most wise men have not analyzed the principles of its birth.

In any case, for Losric, this will be an important opportunity.

Chapter 214 Power Word · Net

The seal of the gate was broken from the inside.

The imprisoned king died, and the seal lost its meaning.

However, in order to ensure that the rooms deep in the corridor would not be discovered, Wen Yao reapplied a brand new seal on the gate.

"It appears to be an underground space."

The dense rock formation on the top and the unknown source of light prevent the eyes from being completely dark.

Four Seasons looked around the vast space, so guessed.

The surrounding walls are rammed with dense ore, like a miniature city wall. The closer to the gate of the sealed demon king, the more obvious the cracks on the wall. Obviously, during the period of imprisonment, the demon king is also trying to break free from this layer of seal, using brute force.

There are patrolling knights near the city wall, with tall bodies, solid armor, and scary red lights shining in their eyes, and ghostly monsters roaming in the distance, because the dim light cannot be seen clearly, but the overflowing evil is in Yan The magic eye draws attention almost like a lamp at night.