Lin Yuan has been in this world for several years and has some understanding of the situation here.
Although the human kingdom is very large, it only occupies a corner of the earth on this planet, not to mention that there is a vast and mysterious ocean beyond the earth. The powerful Ancient Snake Cult cooperates with the warlock nobles to barely maintain the kingdom.
Safety, there are all kinds of dangerous puzzles and monsters in the wilderness, and there are even terrifying gods and demons wandering in the starry sky who follow the fog of loss and the abyss of desire.
At this moment, the gods and demons have shown their traces, which means that the largest city in the North is no longer safe.
Lin Yuan was floating in the air, his eyes quickly scanning the dark crowd below, his huge and invisible spiritual power gently passing by, not missing a blade of grass or a brick.
Fortunately, what he was most worried about did not happen.
The true nature of gods and demons is not hidden among the crowd.
"I just don't know whether these people were contaminated by accidental contact, or whether they have become the extended tentacles of gods and demons..."
Lin Yuan searched for the aura and finally fixed his sights on the nobles and wealthy businessmen on the high platform.
He still has some impression of the middle-aged man at the head, Earl Andrew.
This man's face was red and his veins were bulging. He looked the most excited. Opposite him were Peter, Marquis Wenger and others who were suppressing their anger.
They were all great nobles from the North who had been taught the spirit-guiding method by Lin Yuan.
"Is it a coincidence or a temptation? But I am just a sixth-level warlock, a lord of the North, and the prime minister of Shia. What is there that deserves to be tested by gods and demons?"
Just as Lin Yuan was sizing up the scene, a commotion began in the crowd.
Fanon City at this time is completely different from when Lin Yuan left!
As a result of the influx of large numbers of refugees into the city every day, this city with a population of hundreds of thousands doubled its population several times in just over a year, becoming a large city with a population of millions.
Andrew and others only mobilized part of the people and formed a vast and spectacular sea of people.
"Come forward together!"
"Let these corrupt nobles feel our anger! The lives of civilians also matter!"
"If you can't expel monsters, the manager who protects everyone should step down from his position as acting city lord!"
Andrew stood on the high platform and shouted, his voice amplified by magic, constantly igniting the anger of the crowd.
"Come on! Master Peter can't protect us. Only by being loyal to Master Andrew can we all survive!"
As soon as Andrew finished speaking, the noble private soldiers mixed in the crowd immediately stood up and raised their arms and shouted.
Under the deliberate guidance of a small group of people, the huge crowd quickly approached the manor, and finally came into contact with the guards defending the manor, causing great chaos!
"Damn Andrew, will you just hide on that pile of wood? Do you dare to come out and have an honorary duel with us!" Peter yelled angrily.
The despicable instigator stood in the crowd. Even if they had several three-ring warlocks on their side and had an absolute advantage in power, there was nothing they could do against him!
As both holders of extraordinary power, once they fight in this environment, the collision of spells will definitely take away the lives of countless ordinary people, and the Kara family's reputation in the North will probably be destroyed in an instant.
"Butler Peter, you'd better calm down everyone's anger first." Andrew showed a joking expression.
The nobles and wealthy businessmen on the high platform laughed.
"Calm down, old Peter! There are definitely people behind these guys, so hold back." Marquis Wenger held Peter's shoulders and shook his head slightly.
"I know I know."
Peter took a deep breath, turned his head away from Andrew, and dispersed the spell in his hand.
As Wenger said, this riot is not terrible. What is really terrible is that they still don’t know who helped Viscount Andrew and others. They were able to bypass their supervision and organize so many people. The ability of the mastermind behind the scenes is absolutely beyond compare.
beyond everyone's imagination.
"Hey, old man, now I desperately hope that the master of the family will come back, but I am also afraid that the master of the family will come back."
Peter clenched his fists and watched the guards and civilians pushing and scuffling not far away, with confusion on his face: "Monsters have entered the city and killed many people. We did not protect ourselves well. But what on earth was Andrew thinking?
Does he really think that these civilians can deal with us? And the businessmen in the city, did Andrew give them any medicine, so they all chose to side with Andrew? "
"It doesn't matter, let them be proud for a while. Humph, wait until these civilians disperse and liquidate them all!" Marquis Field, who was also guarding the door of the manor, had his eyelids drooped and his eyes were cold.
During this time, a monster entered the city, and everyone was trying to find and eliminate it. Andrew's riot was undoubtedly a betrayal of everyone.
The conflict continued, and a girl hiding behind the door of the manor suddenly took a step forward. There was a struggle in her eyes. After hesitating for a few seconds, she quickly walked towards Marquis Wenger, regardless of the pull of her companions.
"What are you doing here? It's very dangerous here, go back quickly!" Wenger saw his daughter coming and scolded her quickly.
But Unika’s next words instantly attracted the attention of all the great nobles:
"Father, Earl Andrew and the others may no longer be human!"
"What! Do you know what you are talking about?" Wenger was shocked, thinking that his daughter was too frightened to say such words that slandered the nobles.
"Don't worry, old man. Yunika is a careful girl. She may have discovered something we don't know about." Peter stopped Wenger and motioned for Yunika to continue.
Yunika took a deep breath, and the image of the woman she had seen at the city gate at night emerged in her mind, and her body trembled subconsciously.
After that day, she didn't even sleep well and had a fever during the day.
In order to confirm whether she was hallucinating after drinking, Yunika stayed there several times at night. Whether it was luck or misfortune, she once again witnessed the woman driving out of the city gate.
News of missing persons began to spread in the city, and Yunika also thought about telling her father, but every time she was about to speak, the woman's face would appear in her mind. Death was like a hand holding her heart, making her unbearably frightened.
breathe.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Dreamland...human skin clothes..." After listening to Yunika's story, Peter's old face was so wrinkled that he almost shrank into a ball.
"It's really troublesome!"
No one knows the horror of dreamland better than Marquis Wenger. He once activated the spirit-guiding method, and with the blessing of the Duke's power, he accidentally glimpsed some of the indescribable darkness hidden in the dreamland.
It was a terrifying thing that would make you sink if you take one more look at it! He thought he had escaped safely, but he didn't expect to hear the relevant news again at this moment.
With uneasiness, a few people observed carefully and soon discovered that something was wrong with some people on the high platform.
Very light flesh-pink marks extend from their foreheads to their necks, dividing their bodies into two sides. And Andrew also has one on his body!
"Evil things, all evil things! This is beyond the scope of what we can deal with. We must ask the Duke to come back! Otherwise, we will have to abandon Fanon City!" Marquis Field slapped his thigh and said impatiently.
Andrew was still shouting in the distance. None of them had the intention to reply, and their hearts were extremely heavy.
"Haha, these old guys look majestic. We scold them like this, but they don't even dare to talk back. Mr. Andrew, why don't we just kill them and dedicate them to God?" The wealthy businessman rubbed his hands and bent down to Andrew flatteringly.
ask.
"Haha, what do you fools know? There must be a reason for God's order! Don't worry, God is tolerant. God allowed me to become a third-level ring, and the warlock power you desire will be given directly by God when the action is completed.
You guys!" Andrew said with a big smile, full of magic power.
"Yes, yes, you are indeed Lord Andrew!"
The businessman's fat face covered with sweat instantly turned red. He knelt down excitedly and kept kissing the ground with his lips.
"Praise God! Merciful and great dreamland! Mother of all things in the world!"
Lin Yuan saw everyone's performance, and he understood that all this was a test by the gods and demons on Fanon City. If he didn't take action, maybe Andrew and others would temporarily retreat and lie dormant, but maybe the tentacles of the gods and demons would come to reality.
, causing this place to turn upside down.
"Just as a cultivator needs to be cleansed by the rules of heaven and earth to become an immortal, if the warlock here wants to achieve the seventh ring, he also needs a divine core as the source of the mutation and evolution of the bloodline. The bloodline of my body has reached the end of the sixth ring, and sooner or later it will also
Dealing with gods and demons.
It just starts from Fanon City."
Lin Yuan thought for a long time and decided to take action.
"Roar!"
Accompanied by the loud roar of the dragon that shook the clouds, the surging sound was like a wave lapping from the horizon, instantly drowning all living things within hundreds of thousands of square meters on the ground. After the distorted and hazy sound wave passed by, no matter whether it was the nobles on the high platform,
The old man and the sallow-looking refugee immediately collapsed on the ground limply.
Countless people raised their heads and were horrified to see a large opening in the clouds in the sky, and a huge white dragon covered the sun and descended in flames.
The crowd fell silent and watched blankly as the giant dragon shrank its body, flapped its wings and landed gracefully in front of Kara Manor. One of its wings was lowered diagonally, and only then did people realize that the dragon was carrying a person on its back.
Looking at the extremely familiar face of the young man, Peter and Wenger went blank for a few seconds and shouted excitedly:
"Master!" "Your Majesty the Duke!"
The scene started to be noisy, and no one expected that the Prime Minister who was staying in the capital of the Holy Kingdom would actually return to Fanon City at this moment.
Thanks to Prince Iroh's publicity, no one in the entire Shia Holy Kingdom knows that the Prime Minister is an unprecedented six-ring warlock!
The bodies of the nobles and wealthy merchants on the high platform were shaking like chaff. They took out the silk handkerchiefs placed in their coat pockets and kept wiping the sweat from their faces. The rioting people silently let go of the brooms and stones in their hands.
"I didn't expect to see such a scene when I came back." Lin Yuan sighed.
Everyone lowered their heads in shame.
"But I can't blame you." Lin Yuan changed the topic and looked at the people on the high platform.
"Poor guy, he can't even rest in peace after death."
The white dragon on the ground opened its mouth, and a torrent of translucent dragon breath instantly erupted and drowned everyone on the high platform.
"No, how could this be? Your Excellency, Duke, you..."
The attack was so sudden that all the sophistry brewing in Andrew's stomach came to nothing. He looked blankly at the man outside the manor. In the torrent, the pink mark in the center of his body was scorched and broken, and the whole man split into two halves.
It was empty inside, with all the organs missing.
Andrew's hands tightly grasped the edges of the two halves of the body, trying to pull them toward the center, but the broken things could not be put back together no matter how hard they were put together.
"Ann, Lord Andrew!"
"Oh God, God Almighty, please save us!"
The few people who survived intact saw their companions next to them cracking open, and they were so frightened that they almost lost their minds.
After a while, Andrew and others turned into thin skins and fell limply to the ground.
The scene in front of them was really too impactful, and everyone's minds were shaking.
Involuntarily, Peter looked at the few people who were still safe in the torrent and asked Lin Yuan: "Master, are those people still normal?"
Lin Yuan shook his head: "He is not dead, but he is hopeless."
As if to verify Lin Yuan's words, the movements of the people who were kneeling and worshiping suddenly froze, and then something like black mud surged out from every hole in their bodies.
The black mud squirmed, and hundreds of faces and countless lips protruded from it. They made a dizzying sound, rolled up the human skin on the ground, and then submerged the entire high platform.
The dragon's breath had no effect on them. Lin Yuan frowned and secretly thought it was troublesome. So he cast another spell, turning the white dragon under him into flowing flames, surrounding the black mud not far away.
"Quickly, evacuate everyone here, as far away as possible!"
"Yes, Master!"
Peter came to his senses and quickly ordered his men to drive away the people sitting in the open space.
Although he doesn't understand what black mud is, it must be something extremely terrifying that makes powerful family heads so wary.
"Fallen...eat!"
The black mud was burned and boiled by the flames, and countless bubbles appeared on the surface. When each bubble burst, a wisp of flame was simultaneously wrapped up and annihilated in the air.
Soon, Black Mud showed signs of breaking through the flame blockade.
"Sixth Ring Spell·God's Whip!"
Facing the creations of gods and demons, Lin Yuan did not dare to neglect and immediately used the bloodline technique he had recently mastered.
This is a spell driven by "divine grace" and "bloodline". Its effect is to use mana to condense a temporary carrier to guide the power of God to come briefly.
It requires a very high level of spellcasting, and it also requires the caster to have devout faith in God. Of course, with Lin Yuan's close relationship with the noble ancient snake, he does not need this aspect of faith.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became depressing. Although there were no dark clouds, with the black mud at the center, the raindrops in the nearby sky were falling more and more rapidly.
Marquis Wenger, who has the bloodline of the Netherworld Black Snake, is extremely sensitive to water. The moment he saw the raindrops, he realized that they were not rain at all.
"Liquefied air?" Marquis Wenger gasped. If that was the case, he couldn't even imagine how much pressure there would be in that area!
The black mud seemed to be aware of the impending disaster, and thousands of faces gathered together in panic. The upper body of a beautiful woman emerged from the black mud, her dark eyes staring at the edge of the forest in the distance.
As if he wanted to remember Lin Yuan's appearance.
"die!"
Lin Yuan's eyes were cold and he didn't intend to give Hei Ni an extra half second. He directly squandered most of the mana in his body and activated the spell.
I saw a shadow in the sky that went from shallow to deep, from thick to thin, like a continuous tornado, waving from the sky to the earth, and hit Heini's body!
It was a terrifying snake tail of unknown length!
The woman was crushed into the black mud inch by inch, and then the black mud was annihilated silently, and the entire space collapsed into nothingness. A large amount of air filled the holes in the space, making a terrifying whistling wind sound.
The snake's tail faded and disappeared, and everyone present subconsciously looked at Lin Yuan opposite.
"Is this the end?"
The opponent seemed to be very powerful, but his death was a bit too easy. For a moment, everyone had an unreal feeling that they couldn't figure out the enemy's strength.
Maybe, this is the sixth ring road.
The strongest warlock in the history of the Holy Kingdom of Shia.
Peter and others were in awe.
Lin Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw a wisp of gray mist flowing out of the broken space where the black mud disappeared.
An indistinguishable voice sounded in his ears respectfully:
"I am Wuhe, and I would like to express my highest respect to you, the great Pillar God!"