Although from the perspective of an undead creature, any saint or angel has the majesty of a god in its eyes.
However, combined with the recent changes in the 'Artificial Death Sect' headed by Heitel, it was difficult for him not to doubt whether those guys had created another copycat Artificial Death.
"This is almost the situation." Queen Shia looked at Klein: "What are you going to do?"
"It's not a question of 'what to do', it's a question of we have no choice."
Klein scratched his eyebrows helplessly: "You can't just ignore death."
He changed the subject: "It's just..."
Thousands of miles away
——The hilly land of the southern suburbs.
This place once belonged to the Highland Kingdom, but with the passage of time, the land beneath our feet has become a neglected zone, with weeds overgrown and clusters of graves.
Azik looked a little embarrassed.
He stared at his old friend who had turned into a pure undead creature not far away, and laughed at himself: "I haven't been out and about for so long, my body bones are all rusty."
"Azik Aix, you traitor, as His Majesty's own son, how could you..."
The terrifying monster with a body like a hill, a face sewn on its heart, and eyes burning with ghostly fire roared: "How can you betray your majesty and take refuge with others!"
"I can explain this problem." Azik was still smiling: "The question is, are you willing to sit down and talk to me?"
"Dream!" The terrifying monster raised his fist high and roared, slamming it down with all his strength.
Azik pointed a little bit.
The phantom of the feathered serpent, transformed by the power of death, rises against the wind.
boom--
The attacks of the two cancel each other out.
Azik's eyes became more solemn, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The original power."
"This is the true meaning of destruction." The terrifying monster opened its arms, "Destruction brings death, and death brings destruction. The two coexist and achieve each other!"
Azik held the brim of his hat and shook his head: "Your taste is still as bad as ever, old friend."
"Original Witch"?
What rubbish.
How can we make the spiritual sect bigger and stronger by following a god who cannot protect himself?
He glanced around inadvertently, "Okay, the initial temptation is over, why don't you come out and meet me?"
The cold wind blew and the atmosphere was silent.
The scary monster paused, as if he wanted to say something.
At this moment, two beautiful figures appeared behind Azik, one on the left and one on the right, holding him hostage.
"Katerina Pellet, the 'White Saint', and... Angie Myhrvold, the 'Black Saint'. Oh, it's such an honor to be able to meet so many old friends."
Azik easily revealed the name of the person he was facing.
Then, he showed a puzzled look: "When did you become angels?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, he suddenly said: "Oh, I understand, it must be the original influence, which makes you temporarily have the status of angels."
Turning around to look at the scary monster.
To be precise, it was the face sewn into the monster's heart. Azik couldn't help but sigh: "False God... why bother with this."
"Heh, I want to see how long you can maintain that calm look." The scary monster stared at Azik: "With your blood essence, the 'god' will undergo another transformation.
!”
Hearing this, Azik raised his head and said, "If I give you some blood, then we won't have to continue fighting?"
call out!
call out!
The words fell, and the sound that broke through the air resounded.
Azik held two small black and white snakes that were invisible to the naked eye with the index and middle fingers of both hands, and laughed softly: "It seems that it won't work."
Throwing away the little snake, his eye sockets were full of dark energy.
Dozens of meters around, the sound of flowing river appeared inexplicably...
"Get rid of him!"
"kill him!"
The black and white witches said in unison.
With their words, thunder came to the world and the earth shook!
The ‘Disaster Witch’ is in charge of all disaster areas.
The terrifying monster was not idle either, throwing away its legs and running towards Azik.
Azik's eyes narrowed slightly and he said softly: "The funeral in Styx."
This is the Death Sequence, the signature ability of Sequence 3 'The Ferryman': the creature that looks at it will die directly, even if it has divinity, it will suffer heavy damage; even if there is no line of sight contact, the target caught in its eyes will slowly wither.
It's like crossing the river of death inch by inch.
The monster itself is the 'ferryman' of Sequence 3, and has a large degree of immunity to death magic. In addition, the artificial death embryo is sewn into the heart. It can be said that angels who die through ordinary means of death have absolutely nothing to do with him.
certainly.
Azik does not belong to this 'ordinary' category.
The monster that brought death to everything in the world finally experienced the fear of death personally.
He screamed desperately, but could not interrupt the process.
When the two witches saw it, they both looked horrified.
Why is Azik Eggers' condition so much better than what the intelligence says?
This kind of power.
It's not much better than the Death Archon period of the Balam Empire!
"Well... I haven't been this serious for a long time." Azik did not feel the joy of succeeding, but shook his head with a tired face: "My body is a little overwhelmed."
Black and White Witch:......
This must have been told to them on purpose!
actually.
Azik didn't lie.
Because of soul problems, the way forward is cut off.
In this life, he is only at the level of Sequence 2.
How can there be no pressure when fighting three angels of the same level at the same time?
Despite the fact that he survived thunder and earthquakes unharmed and looked like a master, in fact, a large part of his energy was diverted to deal with those disasters and possible curses.
The terrifying monster temporarily lost its ability to fight, but did not leave the battlefield.
It exited its undead form and returned to a skinny old man with a goatee and little flesh on his body.
There was a look of fear on the old man's face, his legs and feet were extremely agile, and he moved away from Azik like an old monkey.
If someone hadn't created an artificial death embryo, he would have been forcibly pulled into the underworld just now!
If you enter by yourself, you can still come out.
Being pulled in by others, but unable to get out...
"Damn it, the power of death I have accumulated." The old man with the goatee covered his chest in distress.
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When he thought about this problem, he felt uncomfortable all over and wanted to tear Azik into pieces!
When Azik saw it, he couldn't help laughing and said: "It's better to give up that ridiculous plan quickly. Are gods that can be cultivated really gods? Luca Burnett, old friend, are you sure you want to do this for me?"
What a ridiculous thing to worship?"
"Shut up!" Luca Burnett yelled, "What do you know!"
"Why don't I understand?" Azik rarely spoke seriously in order to restore his spirituality: "Isn't it just that you are obsessed with the glory of the Balam Empire, which makes you unable to accept the current situation."
He shook his head and said: "Let the past go by. Neither the Balam Empire nor the God of Death will come back again. Even if there is a new God of Death, they will not be trained by you personally."
She wears a simple and holy white robe, has extremely glossy black hair, and has a pair of blue eyes that are both mature and innocent, and deep and innocent. She is clear and beautiful.
Facing Azik, the 'White Saint' whispered: "With the original power, everything is possible."
"The origin I know is the origin of the 'original beginning and the end of the end'." Azik defiantly made a gesture of 'praising the fool' under the gaze of Catalina Pellet: "I don't know.
What is the origin in your mouth?"
"Original Witch"?
Really unfamiliar.
Caterina Pellet was so kind-hearted that Azik was almost blown away.
Not seen for hundreds of years.
She feels that Azik Eggers has become...cheesier?
If it is close to vermilion, it will be red, if it is close to ink, it will be black, if it is close to qiao, it will be crumbs.
When Azik was nestled in the manor, the person he communicated with the most was someone named Qiao, and he was inevitably affected by it.
The ‘Black Saint’ Angie Myhrvold’s beautiful eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. She wears a gorgeous and complicated black palace dress, has smooth white hair, and her skin is like cream, revealing dignity and elegance from the inside out.
Without leaving any trace, the ‘Black Saint’ winked at Luca Burnett.
Luca Burnett understood and quietly cut his finger.
Communicate openly and friendly.
Secretly, he has long been thinking of a strategy to put the opponent to death.
Azik counted the time.
He thought that if Klein didn't see his messenger, he would have no choice but to resort to the last resort...
I don't know if God heard his voice.
Suddenly, a door opened in the center of the battlefield.
A man and a woman emerged from it.
The man is young and gentle.
The woman is as cold as ice and will captivate the country.
Luca Burnett, who was holding back his ultimate move, was immediately dumbfounded, "Pale Queen!?"
Queen Shia met Luca Burnett's eyes: "Elder Luca, so you betrayed the Spiritual Religion."
"I..." Luca Burnett still wanted to defend.
Queen Shia did not give him this chance.
The index finger wearing the 'pale ring' tapped lightly and said as if pronouncing a sentence: "Death."
Death is the destination of all living things.
Luca Burnett, who had been severely injured by Azik, immediately lost his vitality.
but.
The artificial Death embryo that was sewn into his heart came out like a worm, and in the blink of an eye, it flew into the arms of the White Saint.
Caterina Pellet did not dislike the blood-stained artificial death embryo, but instead comforted this evil monster with a motherly touch.
Queen Shia looked unkind and raised her hand again.
However, the 'Black Saint' Angie Myhrvold was one step faster than her, and she used some secret transfer technique.
The two witches took out a human-faced flesh worm and disappeared immediately.
"Huh!" Queen Shia couldn't help snorting coldly.
Seeing this, Azik said helplessly: "Forget it, there will be plenty of opportunities to meet them in the future."
He looked at the girl in front of him and suddenly smiled: "Speaking of which, this is our first real meeting."
Klein blinked and deliberately approached Azik: "What about that, Mr. Azik..."
"I would rather communicate with your true form, so we'll talk about it later." Azik calmly comforted 'Klein'.
‘Klein’: It’s my fault.
Who knows if it could be a trap to gather reinforcements.
It's never wrong to be cautious.
but.
Mr. Azik can actually see at a glance that what passes through the portal is just a projection of history?
How strange...
Azik ignored 'Klein' and said gently to Queen Shia: "I'm surprised that you actually appeared here in your true form. Have the side effects of the Pale Ring been resolved?"
"Speaking of which, it's all thanks to this student of yours." Queen Shia faced Azik, who was unknown how many years older than her, and behaved like a primary school student who had just met her teacher: "I have gone through some
Fortunately, things turned out well, and I won’t be affected by the Pale Ring in a short time.”
"Ah, this is the best news I have heard today." Azik's tone was a bit sad.
He turned to look at 'Klein' who was squatting in the corner and drawing circles: "Klein, this is not the place to talk."
There’s nothing more to say about ‘Klein’, he has fulfilled his duties as ‘leader’ honestly.
Now he can somewhat understand Mr. Men's difficulties.
Because the extraordinary ability of this path is too convenient, there is always the risk of becoming a tool...
The three finally reunited.
Azik sat down opposite Klein and said sadly: "There are not many people I trust, and Luca is one of them. When we parted ways, that kid was just an inconspicuous demigod. I didn't expect that after so many years,
In the past, alas~"
"This is not your fault, Mr. Azik." Klein, who learned from Azik that 'the visit to a friend failed but was ambushed' comforted him: "You also said that many years have passed."
Azik shook his head and said, "Okay, I just want to express my feelings and talk about something serious."
He stared at Klein and Queen Shia: "The situation is more serious than we imagined. In addition to Heitel, Luca has also taken refuge with the original witch, so there is only one elder left."
"Maji can be trusted. He loves this land more deeply than anyone else." Queen Shia vowed: "In fact, I have already contacted him and asked him to start preparations for internal purges.
.”
If you are fighting outside, you must be safe inside.
She didn't want to be stabbed in the back by one of her own people while the fight with the Witch Sect was in full swing.
Azik nodded.
At this time, Jon also truthfully told the truth about his return to Backlund.
After listening, Azik was thoughtful.
After pondering for a moment, he took a long breath and said, "I don't quite understand His Majesty Jon's thoughts. In short, since he has no objection, then everything will go according to the original plan."
Your Majesty Jon?
Queen Shia keenly captured the key information.
Why are both Klein and Mr. Azik a little... in awe of that man?
Seeing Queen Shia's expression, Azik smiled and said: "There are some things that are inappropriate to talk about now. Anyway, when the war with the Witch Cult is over, I will introduce you to His Majesty Jon."
Klein didn't know what he thought of, and showed an expression of 'extreme regret' to Queen Shia.
Queen Shia:???
I'm still alive, not dead.
What does that look in your eyes mean?
At this time, Azik said again: "Since we have broken up, there is no need to worry about anything anymore... Artificial Death, ha, I don't believe they only made one of these things. It must be the same old trick of raising Gu.
Trick. Now one of the artificial death gods has fallen into the hands of the Witch Cult and cannot be destroyed for the time being, but the rest are."
He tapped the table with his slender fingers: "Anyway, let's kill Heitel first to avoid a long night and too many dreams."
