Long led a strange man in a cloak into Eclipse City.
If you look carefully, you will find that the guy under the cloak is a lifelike mud man.
His face is made of mud, although the surface is made of fine white mud; his tail is also made of mud, but it can actually move. However, if you don't look closely, you would think it was contaminated by mud in the wild.
This is a cursed puppet.
The feathered serpent's body hid in the Shepherd's River to rest. Controlling the cursed puppet, he followed Long on a boat to the other side.
"Be steady."
Long said to the boatman who was punting the boat, as if he was afraid that the body of the feathered serpent would fall into the water and melt.
The boatman also knew Long: "Sir, you came here again to investigate the situation of the plague!"
"A big man like you actually cares about the life and death of little people like us."
Long told the boatman: "I am not a big shot, I am just a servant of God."
The boatman nodded and recited a prayer: "Praise the God of truth and knowledge."
As the Contractors and Witch Spirits became famous in Eclipse City, the name of the God of Truth and Knowledge became known to more and more people.
These people may not really believe in the God of truth and knowledge, but when they are in front of the Contract Lawyers Guild or their servants of God.
I will also learn to praise gods.
As soon as he entered the Berkeley area, Quetzalcoatl had a bad feeling.
It looked at Long and asked him.
"Did you hear anything?"
Its super spiritual power seemed to sense that there were screams and wails everywhere, as if someone was cursing and cursing.
The sound was made up of hundreds or even thousands of people gathered together, faintly echoing in the ears.
But when the feathered serpent listened carefully, he couldn't feel where the sound came from.
Long Ze had a blank look on his face, not feeling anything at all.
"what sound?"
Feathered Serpent said no more, and the two of them set off towards their destination.
This is the area with the most workshops in Eclipse City, and it is also the place where the plague outbreak is most severe.
Almost every day, ranging from a dozen to dozens of people are confirmed to be infected with the plague.
Then he was sent to the Medical Fort and never came back.
Gradually.
Some people are unwilling to send their children or relatives there, but hide them secretly.
However, once the guards of the royal court found out, they immediately punished these people and forcibly sent away those infected with the plague.
This is still in the Berkeley area and some more prosperous areas, and some slums where the plague is serious, the situation is different.
Those slums will be directly blocked and the people inside will not be allowed to come out. As for the life and death of the people inside, they will have no control over them. No one knows what they are like inside now.
Long seemed to be very familiar with the situation here. He quickly arrived at a street with the feathered snake's cursed puppet. He knew that many people in this street were infected.
But Long did not report them.
Because he knows that the infection of this disease is not that simple. It is not a real plague, nor is it simply transmitted from person to person.
But it is an extraordinary power.
This is also the reason why the source of the plague has not been found after so long investigation.
Because this plague infected by extraordinary power has almost no trace, just like the inaudible sound of curse.
After entering an alley.
The sounds that the feathered serpent heard were getting louder and more intense.
There were many people infected with the plague in this alley, and Long was noticed as soon as he came in. Many people here knew him.
"grown ups."
"You're here again."
Long nodded and told the others that he had invited a skilled doctor to come.
Quetzalcoatl entered the house and used telepathy to communicate with Long and said, "You are deceiving them. I am not a doctor."
Long replied: "In their eyes, those who can cure diseases are doctors."
The feathered snake looked at the young man lying on the bed, and could feel that the curse sound came from him.
The feathered snake glanced at Long, and a voice appeared in Long's mind: "Is this the plague you are talking about?"
Long nodded: "It's not an ordinary plague, but I don't know what it is."
Long thought of something at this time and added another sentence.
"correct."
"The person who asked me to come to you said that he seemed to say it was a curse?"
"But what is the curse?"
"Swearing at others? How can you make someone sick by cursing at others?"
Long Ye had never heard of such a situation. Before the Lord of Purgatory, people didn't know that curses were also a kind of power.
The Quetzalcoatl said, "Gods don't need to curse. They can completely change the shape of a person's life just by looking at him."
Long: "Why does it involve the gods?"
But Long didn't know that Quetzalcoatl was talking about himself.
The young man on the bed had a lot of rashes on his body, and his whole body was hot and feverish.
The whole person kept talking nonsense.
The feathered snake stretched out his hand and touched the other person's head.
A spiritual light emanates directly from its hands.
The people around him exclaimed, and they also saw a white light emitting from the other party's hand, covering the young man's body.
Only then did they realize that this strange man in a cloak was actually a powerful person.
Too.
This is a character brought here by Long.
The feathered snake immediately felt everything in the other person's body, and could even penetrate into the other person's spirituality and feel everything about the other person.
The feathered serpent remained motionless, but the voice echoed in Long's mind.
"This is not a plague."
"Someone put a strange power into their mythical blood."
"I saw it. It was a combination of curse mark and spirit, imprinted deep in their spirituality and consciousness."
"The spirit and the curse seal were eroding the mythical blood in his body, which led to the changes in his body."
As the feathered snake was talking, he suddenly froze.
Spirit, curse seal, divine blood.
Aren’t these the three elements of divine grace?
The Quetzalcoatl received divine grace from Elena. It knows the three elements of wisdom, and also knows some of the secrets of the mythical blood.
In the days since I received the divine grace, I didn’t just hold it without looking at it, I also studied it carefully.
The feathered snake immediately became serious.
It carefully combed the patient's body and observed the changes originating from the deepest parts of his body.
It immediately discovered something.
Although the other party used the three elements of wisdom to create the ghoul, it was not the core of divine grace, the secret technique of creating divine grace stones.
Rather, it is a tough and rough one that mixes spirit, curse seal, and divine blood together.
"I just said it was wrong."
"I just said, how can ordinary people integrate the three elements? Instead, someone put a strange activated spiritual spell into their mythical blood, turning them into this."
‘Why are they doing this? What are they trying to do?”
The feathered serpent inherited that part of the spiritual origin power of the Lord of Glory, and was born with the ability to feel the most fundamental power within the wisdom species. Under its power, the essence of the plague was clearly seen.
Long had also been listening to the feathered snake saying these words and asked the feathered snake.
"I just said that someone is really up to something. This plague is not a supernatural power leaking out, but someone deliberately doing it."
"Mr. Quetzalcoatl."
"Can you cure him?"
The Quetzalcoatl prepared for a moment and then cast its magical spell.
A powerful white light enveloped the entire room.
It begins to affect the opponent's body from its spiritual origin, affecting the most fundamental power of this wisdom species, and then drives out the strange curse seal in his body that is constantly eroding him.
The feathered serpent squeezed out the curse seal, and it lost the divine blood and spirit it relied on, and it dissipated in the blink of an eye.
The feathered snake felt the power of the gray curse seal, but did not dare to touch it.
There seems to be something more terrifying behind this thing, originating from the depths of the dream world.
"What is this?"
"It's like a curse seal, but the curse seal is obviously the external manifestation of the law, it's not like this."
The feathered snake looked at Long, still remembering the word Long said before.
"curse."
"If you use this word to call it, it's really vivid."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sick young man woke up.
Although he was still weak, he finally stopped talking nonsense and seemed to be getting better.
"alright!"
"It's really good."
Long watched the Quetzalcoatl use a magical technique to remove the "plague" from the opponent's body. He was astonished.
Originally, he just brought the Quetzalcoatl to take a look and understand the situation. Later, he was going to wait for the Quetzalcoatl to make various requests and prepare for all kinds of troubles, so that he could finally deal with this troublesome plague.
But I didn't expect that the other party would just wave his hand and solve the problem directly?
"Is it that simple?"
Long looked at the feathered serpent, a life form he had never seen before.
The other party really has a power beyond imagination.
Although it seems simple, it is one of the four branches of power, spirituality, wisdom, desire, and knowledge derived from the source of mythology.
In fact, the power of witch spirits is also magical, and it belongs to one of the four branches.
For others, it is also a power beyond imagination; it's just that Long is with the wizards and spirits on weekdays, so it's not surprising since he's seen so many of them.
The young man's family members also exclaimed in surprise and lay beside the bed excitedly.
"It's saved." The mother held her son's face and cried.
"See, you all said there was nothing we could do, so I said Master Wu Ling must be able to find a way; he is alive, my son is alive." Then the mother looked at the two people again, nodding her head with tears in her eyes.
"Two adults, thank you very much, thank you for saving my son." The father who was standing aside fell directly to the ground.
He looked at Long and kept talking.
"Thank you to the God of truth and knowledge."
"Praise be to the God of truth and knowledge."
"You sent your messenger and saved our family."
Long was very familiar with the people on this street, because Keaton once took him here, and he often came here later.
Long picked up two people, and you could see that he was also very happy.
But besides being happy.
More of a worry.
He immediately mobilized people to control the situation on this street, mainly to prevent the treatment of the feathered snake from being leaked.
If the plague was caused by humans, then the mastermind behind it must not be simple.
Therefore, we must not let the situation here leak out and let the other party know that we have found a way to cure the "plague".
After controlling this remote street.
He began to ask Quetzalcoatl to treat other patients, and at the same time he learned more about this "plague".
The feathered serpent opened a room.
It brought those who were sick and concentrated treatment here.
Long and the other two wizard spirits searched for infected people in the streets, and kept carrying them over with others.
on the way.
As soon as a patient was brought over, he went crazy and began to attack Long and two civilians randomly.
Long suppressed the mad infected person, but the other person soon died in the madness.
The feathered snake in the room also heard the noise, controlled the puppet and came out, just in time to see a mess and the infected person lying on the ground.
The other person was like a stiff statue, with gray and white skin; it looked as if it was covered with a layer of plaster or had some kind of special horniness.
Long felt a little regretful: "Unfortunately, he is already dead."
But the feathered serpent said: "He is not dead."
Long stepped forward and checked again: "It is obviously dead."
The feathered snake shook his head: "Its body is dead, or it has undergone some strange changes; but its consciousness and everything are trapped in the brain."
"But he is hopeless. That kind of power has completely eroded the spirituality of his brain and completely integrated it with his body."
"If I expel the power from his body, he will completely turn into a corpse."
When Feathered Serpent said this, he looked into the room at the same time.
"I've seen all the infected people, and something strange is that they are all young men and women."
"If it is really a disease, shouldn't it only target the elderly and children who are weaker?"
"I feel like this is more like selecting a suitable target than spreading a disease."
Hearing what the feathered snake said, Long's expression suddenly changed.
He seemed to have seen a huge conspiracy.
The feathered serpent stepped forward and fiddled with the seemingly dead body.
It didn't take long.
I saw the corpse twitching continuously.
The feathered serpent liberated the opponent's consciousness imprisoned in the brain and reactivated him.
Soon, he saw the corpse come to life, and the dead man turned into a crazy living corpse again, attacking all the targets around him, scaring the people around him to retreat.
"what happened?"
"Isn't he dead?"
"It's so scary. Look at his appearance. Why does his body seem to have grown a lot bigger?"
Lian Long was frightened, not because of the opponent's strength, but because he watched a person who was obviously dead come back to life again.
This is also unreasonable for powerful people.
"What's this?"
"The dead come back to life?"
"What the hell is this?"
The living corpse seemed to have completely changed into a different person. He had no human form at all, and saliva was dripping from his mouth.
His eyes were bloodshot and looked red.
He looked at everyone present, and a strong desire to devour emanated from the power of the living corpse, urging him to attack the living creatures present.
He seemed to be able to feel the fragrance emanating from the bodies of these intelligent species, and the plague blood curse in his body was eager to devour the opponent's flesh and blood and plunder the opponent's power.
"hungry"
"Eat, eat, eat, I want to eat and you eat."
Immediately afterwards, the terrifying chaotic murmurs completely turned into meaningless roars, like the roars of hungry beasts.
Long stood there blankly.
It seems that I have seen the evil in this world, the most filthy and ugly things crawling out of the mire of evil thoughts and depravity.
Seeing the monster running towards him, Long suddenly made up his mind.
The Book of Witch Spirits in his hand opened up and gathered into a beam of light, cutting off the monster's head.
The monster fell in front of Long, and its head fell to the ground.
Long stood on the street and suddenly figured out something.
"They are selecting suitable targets through the plague and then making them into this kind of monster."
Long seems to have really found the problem and figured out many links.
At this moment, other wizard spirits from afar also rushed over, and Long asked one of them.
"How many people are infected with this plague now?"
The other party replied: "We don't know the specific situation, but there should be thousands of people here one after another, right?"
Long thought about it and immediately thought of a place.
"There must be something wrong with Thurlow Medical Fort."
If the other party wants to create such monsters, then their ultimate goal is to recover these monsters.
If Thro Medical Castle really burned all the dead infected by the plague as they said, then wouldn't the plague these people had painstakingly created be in vain?
There must be a problem in the Thro Medical Fort. At least the monsters that the dead infected people turned into must be collected by someone.
The wizard spirit on the side said to Long: "Are we going to surround the Thro Medical Fort immediately?"
Although Long has only become the acting president of the Contract Lawyers Union not long ago, he has experienced a lot and is no longer as reckless as usual.
Especially after Keaton's death and the absence of teacher Sue Cobb.
Long seems to have grown significantly.
This is also a stage that every young person must go through, becoming mature through loss and beginning to grow up while being independent.
"No, we are not the masters of Lunar Eclipse City, so what qualifications do we have to surround the Thro Medical Fort openly."
"Only the consuls and magistrates can issue such orders. We are just residents of this city."
"and."
"We can't alert the enemy now. The other party probably doesn't know how many of these monsters they have created, let alone where they are hiding."
"And we don't know who the real mastermind is. If we act rashly, it is very likely that the real mastermind will escape, someone who can create such a monster and such a large-scale plague."
"If we can't get rid of them at once, there may be bigger troubles later."
After Long said this, he looked at the feathered snake's cursed puppet.
"Mr. Quetzalcoatl, thank you very much for your help."
"My teacher Sukob will be back soon. I want to take you to see him and formally express my gratitude to you for your help."
After hearing this name, Quetzalcoatl's voice changed: "Sukob, the apostle of the God of Truth and Knowledge?"
"Once the owner of the wasteland."
Long said with some pride: "Yes."
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The Contract Lawyers Union is not open today, it is a day off.
In the hall stood a statue of the God of Truth and Knowledge, and suddenly the statue glowed.
The shadow of a mythical door faintly emerged.
A ray of light was projected over, and Sukob's figure appeared in the hall.
The moment he appeared, he was accompanied by countless words gathered together, as if he itself was composed of words.
The other party seems to be the incarnation of words, and his appearance here represents the power of words and order.
This is not Sukobu's true body, it is still just a contracted spirit of Sukobu.
All the wizards began to salute.
"teacher!"
"Lord Sukob!"
Sukob glanced at everyone present and noticed the missing figure, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"pity."
"In the end Keaton didn't even enter the kingdom of God."
For a servant of God, this can be said to be the greatest regret, greater than the regret of death.
Everyone present showed sad emotions and lowered their heads.
After Sukob came back, he immediately started arranging tasks.
Someone is assigned to be responsible for the establishment of the school, and someone is transferred from the Contract Lawyers Union and will become the instructor of the Contract Law School.
"I am outside the city now, but the news that I have returned cannot be spread out for the time being."
"There are some new wizard apprentices who have joined us outside the city, as well as some people with potential that I have selected. I will send someone to bring them back."
"They will be an important part of the school we host and our future."
Sukob went out for a walk and achieved very important results. He was looking for the future of the deed attorney.
Sukob asked everyone to disperse and walked towards the president's room of the Contract Union.
"teacher"
On the way, Long wanted to say something more, but Sukob interrupted him.
"I already know what you said and understand it all."
"No matter who it is, since we know his plan in advance, he has only one path to failure."
Sukob praised Long and said to him.
"You did a very good job this time. Your caution and caution are necessary."
"A being who knows how to use the power of the three elements, knows such evil and weird magic, and is able to spread plague on such a large scale is likely to be an existence of the apostle rank."
"If you act rashly or spread the news, you will only alarm the other party."
"If an existence that is most likely to be an apostle gets the news in advance and escapes, or completely hides in the dark, it will be a very difficult and terrifying enemy."
"I have explained this matter to the Earth Witch, and the Temple of the Snakes will fully cooperate with us in the future."
"They will not fail to listen to what the Earth Witch says, and they will never dare to shirk the blame with you like they did before."
"I will go to see the Supreme Consul of the Royal Court tomorrow to report to him the situation this time. We will discuss the specific arrangements after I come back."
Long nodded: "I understand, teacher."
Sukob pushed open the wooden door of the president's room, and there was already a person waiting for him inside.
It was a cursed seal puppet at that time, but unlike ordinary cursed seal puppets, it had an aura that originated from the source of power.
Sukob could feel that the other party was powerful, and it was definitely not comparable to ordinary third-level powerful people.
after all.
This is the new body that the Evil God of Original Sin prepared for himself.
When Sukob saw the other party, his expression was not as serious as before with his students, nor did he look like a lofty apostle, but more like a gentle scholar.
"Mr. Quetzalcoatl."
"Hello."
Feathered Serpent nodded and said, "I know you, Apostle Sukob."
Quetzalcoatl did not expect to meet this apostle. Apart from gods, there are few beings in the world who possess a nobler identity and more powerful power than this apostle.
Sukob invited the other party to sit down and have a conversation on an equal footing.
"Thank you very much for your help, but this plague is not over yet. There are still many people in the city waiting for help."
"Although it is very presumptuous, we still want to ask you to stay for a while. We need your help."
"certainly."
"If you have any requirements, you can tell us."
"We always treat our friends sincerely."
Feathered Serpent had a thought in his mind.
It really needs the help of the apostle in front of it for one thing. It has received divine grace for some time, but this divine grace cannot be used directly.
Because that is the divine grace of the Sanye people.
It's not that there is anything wrong with it, it's just that the era has changed. Today's snake-men, wing-men's life forms, wizards, alchemists, sky angels and other professions have all undergone earth-shaking changes from the previous era.
But in front of him, there was a true apostle, the apostle of this era.
And I just happened to owe it a favor.
The feathered serpent abides by the rules, but is not old-fashioned or stupid. It immediately seized this opportunity.
"Apostle Sukob."
"I really have a question that I need you to answer."
The feathered serpent told his story without hiding anything.
"I used to be a guard at the Lord's Mansion of Suinhormeiya City, following the Lord Shana."
"Apostle Sukobu, I wonder if you know about the natural disaster that happened in Meiya City that year."
Feathered Serpent's voice had some vicissitudes of life.
"The gate of myth fell from the sky, bloody flowers bloomed all over the earth, and the gods went to war there."
"And I turned into an inhuman form under the power of the evil god of original sin."
Sukob was suddenly stunned.
Because not only did he know about it, he was even present at the battle between the gods that year. As the God's Favorite of the God of Truth and Knowledge, he was also the carrier for the other party to come to the world.
He accepted God's mission, searched the earth for many years, and finally found the arrangement of the Evil God of Original Sin that spanned 250 million years. The Shana family was clearly a prop but treated him as a human being.
He still remembers the unparalleled shock in his heart at that time. He couldn't imagine that a group of people could inherit a mission and promise for hundreds of millions of years, even if it took a long time spanning eras to achieve it.
It was also because he found Shana that Xiao, the God of Original Sin, fell from the throne of the Lord of Glory into the abyss.
He could be considered a central figure in that stormy incident.
"Xiana."
"What a nostalgic name!"
Sukobu's words were sighing, and he looked at the feathered serpent with sighs in his eyes.
At the same time, he never imagined that the other party turned out to be a survivor of that year.
Feathered Serpent exclaimed: "You also know the Lord of Shana City?"
Sukob nodded: "I know, but we don't know each other."
Long Ye was shocked: "Mr. Quetzalcoatl."
"So you were once really human."
Snake people's concept of human beings is themselves.
Of course, winged humans, another species created by the master of life, can also be called humans.
The feathered snake nodded, and then it told the story of its journey to the Endless Sand Sea and the Demonic Abyss King's City, as well as the story of Lady Elena giving it the divine grace.
Finally, it asked Sukob: "Although I have received divine grace, I don't know how to use it."
"Apostle Sukobu, I hope you can give me some advice."
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In the cave.
The headquarters of the Cult of Corpse Eaters.
The once huge space of the cave has now been fully utilized, and it looks like an underground city; a large number of inhuman beings live here, and groups of evil corpse-eating secret cult members gather.
After Thoro became the Son of Gluttony, he no longer had to worry about the backlash of the divine blood and falling into madness.
During this time.
No one knows how many ghouls he created.
His efficiency in doing things is as good as his craziness.
Once you set a goal, you will work tirelessly to achieve it.
Currently, the number of ghouls in this cave alone has reached two thousand; if they are integrated into an army, led by first-level ghouls and intelligent second-level ghouls, it will
It is an extremely terrifying force.
Without a well-trained alchemist army, there is no way it can be an opponent of such a monster with extraordinary strength and fear of death.
A blazing fire burned on the high altar of evil.
There were two people standing under the flames, whose appearance could not be seen clearly against the light.
Below are a large number of members of the Corpse Eater Secret Cult, as well as densely packed monsters.
The monsters surrendered to the ground, and the members of the Corpse Eater Secret Cult were also afraid of the two powerful and crazy beings above.
"Chief Sir."
"Second Master."
This is the name of the two people. They always wear masks and cover themselves tightly with cloaks.
But that unmistakable cold gaze and cold temperament make people feel intimidated.
It was Serlo and Ackermann.
The two people at this moment are completely different from before. A large number of evil criminals have surrendered, and at the same time they control a large number of ghouls that can be transformed into legions.
He really looks like a giant of evil forces.
Thro's voice came from the Flame Altar: "The entire cave is sealed today. No one is allowed to enter or exit without my order."
Ackerman looked at the group of corpse-eating secret cult cult members and said, "If you have any emergencies, you can come to me and report. Otherwise, don't disturb me and the chief."
The two of them are preparing for a very important thing.
Thoro is preparing to break through the apostles. This is the first step to becoming the King of Gluttony in the Abyss.
The powerful apostle of God is only the first step to ascend the throne. The apostle who looks like a human god to mortals is nothing more than a consumable in the eyes of the evil god of original sin.
certainly.
There are only two consequences for such a being who relies on the evil god's gift and plunders the divine blood of others to ascend to the position of apostle.
Either become part of the abyss, a serial number 3 magical prop, or completely dissipate in madness; unlike ordinary apostles of gods, there are more possibilities or escape routes.
For Thurlow there is only one way.
If you advance, you will live; if you retreat, you will die.
The Flame Altar itself is a huge ritual array, with many first-level ghouls and several second-level ghouls standing on various nodes; they are helping Thro ascend to the position of apostle, and then spy on the world of Gluttony.
The king's throne.
In Thurow's hands is a book.
Divine Favor of the Abyss
A divine grace modified by the Evil God of Original Sin.
Divine Grace was conceived by the first-generation Sage of Truth, Sandian, and completed by the second-generation Sage of Truth, Lan En.
As a student of Lan En, Xiao's understanding of the nature of divine grace is naturally beyond that of ordinary apprentices in the Temple of Truth, and it is not difficult for him to modify divine grace.
Ackerman's eyes also fell on the book: "Divine Grace."
"Is this given to you by the God of Original Sin?"
"No wonder you chose the abyss in the end."
Sero smiled: "Choose?"
"Second seat, you have no choice in life. No one in this world will give you a chance to choose."
"The so-called giving you a choice means that you can choose to lose everything or fight to the death."
"We have no choice but to break the rules again and again."
"Only those who break the rules, only those who are unconstrained, can win in a world without choices."
Thoreau also showed Ackerman the divine grace technique, and he has always been very generous.
But when he feels that you are of no use, you can feel his cruelty.
certainly.
This was also the reason why he needed Ackerman to help with the ceremony.
Also, he felt that when Ackerman was about to use divine grace, he should already be in the abyss.
Sero and Ackerman were adjusting the ritual spell formation together. The one that made Sero hesitant the most was the choice of curse seal.
Ackerman: "Why do you have to choose these ordinary curse seals? Can't they be replaced by others?"
"For example, using the plague blood curse."
Sero said without thinking: "Isn't that looking for death?"
"Whether the Plague Blood Curse is a curse seal or not, neither you nor I are sure."
Ackerman: "Didn't you say that the curse seal is an extension of the power of the law, and the law was not created by anyone, but something that has existed in this world for a long time."
"Then the curse should also be a law."
"If you use the Plague Blood Curse as a curse seal, you can truly become the master of the Plague Blood Curse, and all ghouls infected with the Plague Blood Curse will be under your control."
"You are the master of all ghouls."
Ackerman remembered the details of the divine grace that he had discussed with Sero before, as well as the power of the apostle.
"And the fourth-level apostle has a spiritual force field, which is the most powerful power of the apostle. It is a huge field formed by the convergence of curse seal, spirit and divine blood."
"You control the Plague Blood Curse."
"Your mental force field will resonate with the plague blood curse in all the ghouls, forming an extremely powerful mental force field and a naturally formed ritual spell array."
Ackerman said heart-warming and passionate words in a calm tone.
"When the time comes, you will have unimaginable power in this field."
"No one can beat you."
Sero was stunned. Although he himself said that he wanted to break the rules, break the constraints and boundaries.
But at this moment it discovered.
It seems that I am also blocked by some kind of boundary.
This is normal. After all, it was something given by the messenger of the God of Original Sin. It is conceivable that it can be directly traced back to the god.
As a matter of course, Sero had to follow every detail above and not dare to make any mistakes.
The first thing Ackermann thought of was to modify the magic given by God.
What was this guy thinking?
Is he questioning the power of God and thinking that he is smarter than God?
However, Thurlow felt that the breakthrough method described by Ackermann was very creative and very suitable for him.
He created the ghouls, and he will eventually become the King of Ghouls, with control over all ghouls, and can obtain unimaginably powerful increases through the power of plague blood spells and curses.
"It seems like I can give it a try."
Becoming an apostle is also divided into several steps. Fusion of the curse seal and the final condensation of the divine grace stone can be tried.
Sero looked at Ackerman: "Second seat."
"Although you have been a powerful person for a short time, you always have some wild imaginations."
"It seems that you became a powerful person later, which is actually a good thing. It will not form a constraint on your ideas."
"This is good."
Akhmanmon has read many books since he was a child. Although he does not have the talent of a powerful person, he has read many books about extraordinary knowledge.
He can't practice, but he always thinks about the knowledge.
If it were him.
What will he do.
But perhaps it is precisely because of this that he is able to come up with ideas that ordinary people dare not think of and seem to be so crazy that they have no boundaries.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Sero thinks that the two of them are similar people.