Buzz~
Powerful magic fluctuations broke out instantly, justice and evil competed with each other above the stone monkey's head, green and flames painted the sky, and the stars seemed to be eclipsed by it.
"I should have killed you directly." The Holy Master stared at his father with a sinister look. Although his father was the only Archmage of Justice now, the Holy Master still felt a little regretful.
If you just kill this old man and then train a new Archmage yourself to start this Monkey Mountain inheritance, then everything will be foolproof.
But no one could have imagined that the god would actually give up his soon-to-be-condensed divine power and give his power to this old man.
The next time that god wanted to accumulate to this extent, it would not be accomplished in a year or two. This was indeed something he did not expect.
The dried puffer fish in Dad's hand burst out with the magic of justice. He said coldly: "It's too late, you only have one chance to deceive Dad."
Buzz~
As he spoke, the magic power in the father's body increased to a higher level again, and the emerald green light overwhelmed the attack of the flames.
Although the Magister can no longer make any waves in the current balance, the black energy and the righteous energy are still slowly gathering for the collision between the two.
"Dad, let me help you!"
Xiaoyu's voice sounded, and she quickly flew behind the Holy Lord, swinging the mahogany staff in her hand towards the Holy Lord's head without hesitation.
The Holy Master's face changed. He could feel the powerful power contained in the peach wood staff, and this energy was very familiar. It seemed...
"Lope!"
The gloom in the Holy Master's eyes turned into anger. He turned his head and spurted out a mouthful of dragon flames towards Xiaoyu without hesitation.
As if feeling the danger, the peach wood staff began to tremble violently, and the blazing white light formed a protective shield to protect Xiaoyu.
Boom~
A violent explosion sounded, and Xiaoyu flew backwards, letting out a cry of surprise.
The father took this opportunity to approach fiercely with emerald green light, and instantly bombarded the Holy Lord.
boom!
Another explosion sounded, and the Holy Lord flew upside down and flew past Xiaoyu in an instant, hitting it hard in the valley under the Monkey Mountain, making a loud noise.
In the past, the Holy Master had the upper hand every time they fought. That was because of his advanced level and the power of ancient magic. But now that Dad is on par with him, his advantage is not that big.
At least by focusing on two things, Dad has been able to defeat the Holy Lord's attack head-on, and he won't be as passive as before.
Although the Holy Lord's wisdom is recovering, his magic reserves will always be his shortcoming.
Dad dodged and came directly behind Xiaoyu. The emerald green light of the dried pufferfish flashed, neutralizing the power of Xiaoyu's flying upside down.
The Holy Master stood up in a somewhat embarrassed manner, looking toward the sky with sinister eyes, looking into his father's cold eyes through the endless dust.
The fire clouds in the sky are gathering more and more, and the power of the Holy Lord is increasing. He knows that it is impossible to do, but he is still a little unwilling to do so, just a little bit.
"Is this the source of the devil?"
The rotten, cold, and dead atmosphere began to spread, causing the expressions of the father and the Holy Master to change.
The gathering fire clouds in the sky paused, and a trace of black mist was encroaching on the Holy Lord's domain, and with an unstoppable trend, they were expelled almost instantly.
"The undead gods were a bit harsh back then, but they are recovering now. You can try the devil's abilities. After all, they were the ones who destroyed the undead world in the first place."
The boy's voice sounded, and a black-robed mage and Luo Qing appeared. While the father breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but look at the black-robed figure.
He frowned and pulled Xiaoyu silently back for a long distance.
Is this actually the Necromancer?
"Source·Devil Soul"
Only Luo Qing could hear the whispers, and the sky turned completely dark at this moment. The endless black mist swept everything in an instant, turning this place into a world of the undead.
The Holy Master's face became very ugly. He suppressed his anger and roared: "Undead, don't forget who revived you."
Orr didn't answer. Under the hood, scarlet flames appeared, and a strong undead aura began to spread.
In the black mist that shrouded everything, there was a sense of peeping. The Holy Lord turned his head and was suddenly stunned. A pair of numb, cold scarlet eyes almost filled the black mist.
The sound of friction of bones and the sound of horse hooves sounded at this moment, which gave the eyes an outline and gave the Holy Master the feeling of an army pressing down on the situation, making him, who was now broken, feel the danger.
He glanced at the Necromancer with an extremely gloomy look, then at his father and Luo Qing, and his figure instantly turned into a ball of flame and disappeared into the black mist.
Alpa paused, and a feeling of surprise flashed away: "Unstoppable, weak, but strong."
Luo Qing was not surprised. Is the Holy Lord really that easy to kill? Especially the Holy Lord whose wisdom is clearly being restored.
Judging from the previous performances of the Holy Lord, the current Holy Lord is already a mature demon. At least he rarely makes low-level mistakes and is difficult to deal with.
Unless he fights to the death, even if Luo Qing takes out the weapon of destruction, he may not be able to kill him.
The Holy Lord is always the Lord of Flames.
"It doesn't matter, Mr. Orr, they are always supreme, even if they are broken, they are not that easy to handle."
Luo Qing replied with a smile. The disappearing auras of the undead around him made him a little emotional. The necromancer was indeed one of the strongest professions. This kind of black mist could actually carry so much power.
Fortunately, we are all friends now.
Al nodded slightly. He glanced at his father, then ignored them, and asked Luo Qing on a conscious level: "When?"
Luo Qing knew what it was talking about, and he responded with a natural smile: "If I'm not mistaken, you have a lot of undead knights in your hands, right?"
Without waiting for Al's answer, Luo Qing explained gently: "Looking for the world of the dead may require you to go alone."
"You know, we all have things to be busy with, and we will never forget the agreement we made with you. It's just that if you find the world of the dead when we have time, we will definitely spare no effort. To help the world of the dead recover.”
Al turned to look at Luo Qing, the scarlet soul fire flickering: "What...meaning?"
Luo Qing looked at Fei Fei in the air, his face was solemn, he looked at his father here, and continued to explain gently: "You can't let us put down other things and only help you find the world of the dead, right?"
Orr's scarlet soul fire flickered more and more frequently. It seemed to have thought of something. The voice that came into Luo Qing's mind was a little difficult: "Then other saints"
Luo Qing smiled: "Similarly, you can take a closer look at the contract. It's fair, isn't it?"
Orr stared at Luo Qing closely. For a long time, he turned around silently and carried the endless black mist away from the jungle.
The feeling of taking advantage in its heart has disappeared. It originally thought these saints were weird, but now.
What difference does it make whether you sign that contract or not? Don't you want it to find it on its own? No, that's not right. I also put a bunch of restrictions on myself.
Luo Qing breathed a sigh of relief. It was good now. The Necromancer was a chosen being in the Necronomicon. It was difficult for him to surrender to the order. It would be great if he could maintain this relationship.
If it can really find the world of the dead, that would be the best, and it would definitely be repaired. After all, if he wants to be promoted to king, he also needs the existence of the world of the dead.
As for not being able to find it, of course when Luo Qing gets to Legend, he will search carefully. This is not considered a violation of the contract.
After all, the contract states "As much as possible in your limited time, help Orr find and repair the Undead World".
Maybe the necromancer Orr doesn't know, but Luo Qing knows very well that no matter who you sign a contract with, as long as a series of words such as [try to, maybe, probably, if, like...] appear, then the rigor of the contract needs to be consider.
For order, words with a really high binding rate should be affirmative sentences such as [cannot, must] and so on.
Take the contract between Luo Qing and Orr, for example. Orr's side is all about forcible restraints, while Luo Qing's side is all about helping as much as possible. There is a big gap between the two.
If the contract binds Orr 100%, then the restriction to Luo Qing is 10% at most, or even lower.
"Who was that just now?" Xiaoyu flew to Luo Qing's side, looked at Al who had disappeared, and asked curiously: "Also, why were you talking to yourself alone? Did it say anything? Why did I listen to it? not see?"
Each question brought Luo Qing back to his senses. A smile appeared on his face and he answered gently: "The Necromancer is a very powerful necromantic creature, but he can be considered a friend now."
"As for why you can't hear it."
Luo Qing spread his hands: "That should be the arrogance of the necromancers. According to the records, except for those recognized by them, they will not take any living being in their eyes."
"Uh" Xiaoyu was stunned and was a little confused for a moment: "It looks down on people."
"Strong people, it's all like this. You can read more ancient books. There are quite a lot of interesting things recorded in them." Luo Qing said, turning to look at his father who didn't look very good-looking, and asked: "Dad, what's wrong with you? ?”
The father was silent for a while before speaking: "Then you restricted the Necromancer?"
Luo Qing nodded and had nothing to hide: "I signed a contract with it. It cannot cause trouble in the territory of the human race. And I help it find the fragments of the undead world when I have time. It wants to be crowned king."
Dad continued to be silent for a long time, then he nodded lightly, said nothing more, and flew towards Monkey Mountain without any interest.
Luo Qing paused, and he probably knew the origin of his father's mood. The aura of the gods had spread very far just now.
"What's wrong with dad? We defeated the devil again. Why do we feel that dad is unhappy?" Xiaoyu no longer wondered whether the necromancer looked down on people, but asked with some worry.
"Dad's master became a god, but there was such a big movement of divine power just now, but dad's master didn't show up, and finally dad made a breakthrough," Luo Qing replied in a low voice.
Seeing my father start to murmur on the three huge stone statues, he changed the subject: "But Xiaoyu, aren't you in Fengdu? Why are you here?"
Xiaoyu looked thoughtful in her eyes and answered casually: "I just felt that my father was in danger, so I came here."
"You didn't say hello to Uncle Long?" Luo Qing said and suddenly had a strange idea. If Xiaoyu can fly, does that mean she will no longer take the stairs?
So is Xiaoyu getting faster or slower?
Xiaoyu paused, his eyes averted, and said with some uncertainty: "Uncle Long, you shouldn't blame me, right?"
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Eagle Country, Stonehenge.
The Holy Lord returned to his throne with a gloomy expression. He lost nearly one-third of the members of the Magic Brotherhood during this trip, and all he got was some magic power. He also sent helpers to the variable, which was a huge loss.
He now thinks back to the time when he established contact with Valon until now, and it seems that he has been suppressed all the time. This is unreasonable, and something must have gone wrong.
"Shendu, you failed again." Xiao Feng's hoarse voice sounded, and a large purple toad projection appeared in the center of the hall. He looked at the Holy Lord and said calmly: "I have an idea here, do you want to listen to it. "
The Holy Lord stared at Sao Feng with his scarlet eyes. He unconsciously tapped the armrest of the throne with his fingertips and replied indifferently: "You tell me."
Sao Feng was pacing in the main hall when he suddenly transformed into a human. He had the face of a short Asian male. His eyes were still looking at the Holy Master with the same unwavering look in his eyes.
There was thought in his voice: "This is your calamity year. Logically speaking, even if you did nothing, the twelve talismans should have returned to your hands due to various coincidences, but this did not happen. occur."
"Tell me the important point." The Holy Master interrupted Xiao Feng's words and urged impatiently.
He was reviewing the differences between the past and the present in his memory, and was not in the mood to listen to Sao Feng's long speech.
What's more, what Sao Feng said was what bothered him the most. This year was obviously a disaster year for him, but he didn't feel any preference at all.
Not to mention that all his wishes come true, but except for Panku's treasure box, it is outrageous that he has never completed his plan even once.
Sao Feng paused and was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "Two options, the first is to give up the non-existent advantage in the disaster year, and wait for our help in the recovery year before planning anything else."
The Holy Lord paused for a moment before tapping his fingertips on the armrest. In fact, the world has always been fair. His Holy Lord is the only original demon outside, so the Year of the Dragon is his own stage.
After the Year of the Dragon, it will be the opportunity for the demons in hell. By then, at least reviving demons will become much simpler and easier, and the restrictions in hell will be relatively reduced.
And there is only half a month left before the recovery year, so it is a good option.
"What about the second one?" The Holy Master sat up straight and looked at Sao Feng with some solemnity. The second brother was always the second brother. In the beginning, Sao Feng had a good relationship with all the demons, and he was the most popular among the demons. .
Sao Feng's calm eyes fluctuated slightly, and he said four words calmly: "Join the order!"
The expectation in the Holy Master's eyes quickly disappeared. He waved his hand and said with some disgust: "Next time, don't come up with random ideas when you have nothing to do. It will make you look like a boss."
Sao Feng did not refute, but said calmly: "I know the order cannot accommodate us, but we can change our thinking."
A smile appeared on Sao Feng's face: "The order at its peak could resist us, but now it is in a broken state. If we can control the order,"
The Holy Master paused and looked at the smiling Xiao Feng seriously. This seemed to be a path he had never thought of.
"Let the disaster years pass first. I need time to think carefully."
(End of chapter)
