The Wudu swordsman looked back and held the hilt of the sword behind him with some vigilance.
"Undead? An accomplice of the pirates?"
"I'm just a traveler." The gray mist shrank, and a tall man with gray inscriptions all over his bare chest walked out: "Of course I also practice necromancy by the way. A murderer shouldn't mind, right?"
Silas activated the remaining magic left by LeBlanc and transformed into a man with a gloomy temperament. The flames on his chest were hidden. Apart from his pale skin, there was nothing different from a living person.
"I think you look like a dead fish hanging on the slaughterhouse."
The Wudu Swordsman sarcastically said, no matter what sect in Ionia, they have always been extremely resistant to this kind of magic that plays with corpses.
"Each other."
Silas shrugged slightly and devoured the souls of the pirates he killed one by one in front of Wudu.
After arriving near Pi City, he was in no hurry to move forward again, because with the ancient holy spear made of holy stone, his reason would no longer be affected by human flesh and blood, but this fresh soul would also arouse his
strong interest and desire.
He would never restrain his desires, and using the abilities given to him by LeBlanc to travel around this advanced city was something he did not dare to dream about during his more than ten years in prison.
Seeing his behavior, the Wudu swordsman believed that he was not an accomplice of the pirates.
This group of people who lick blood at sea are very superstitious and have always believed that even if they fight for power and gain by means of overt and covert means, the bodies of their accomplices after their death must not be desecrated, otherwise they will be punished by the sea god.
Different parts of the world believe in different sea gods, and the vast sea is enough to hold many mysteries.
In Piltover and Bilgewater, everyone who goes to sea basically has to pay tribute to the god Naga Kapoulos believed by the Baru people, which is also the god that pirates often call "The Bearded Lady".
At this time, the Wudu Swordsman was also quietly sizing up Silas. He was wearing coarse cloth for sailing, and most of his upper body was naked, revealing his strong muscles.
There was also a swinging pistol hanging on a chain around his waist. It was made entirely of stone and brass. Wudu was not sure whether it was a so-called pistol.
It's just that the sacred aura filled with it made him feel extremely inconsistent - would a necromancer carry such a thing?
Will the death energy and corpse energy in the body rebel?
"What are you going to do?" he asked.
"Ah... I just noticed the bloody smell on your body, and I feel that if I follow you, I will be able to eat well." Silas smiled and said: "So, can you let me follow you? Otherwise, it would be bad to waste so many good things.
"
"Get away! You bitch!"
The Wudu swordsman sneered when he heard this: "If I see you again, I will chop you with one sword!"
"Well, you are so heartless."
Silas smiled nonchalantly: "In that case, can you give me your soul to eat?"
At this moment, the Wudu swordsman's scalp exploded, and his whole body was gripped by an unspeakable death threat. The flaming sword was unsheathed and pointed at Silas from a distance.
His pupils tightened, cold sweat broke out from behind, but his words suddenly became sincere:
"It's a shameful waste, you can follow me."
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After resting for a while, Chai Anping finally got the opportunity to enter the Kingdom of Janna in his dream again.
"This time I should be issuing a mission to myself..."
Speaking of it, Feng Nu really has no true godly personality. Instead, she is like a big sister next door. Not only is everything easy to discuss, but she is also very considerate and leaves enough time for herself to deal with matters.
Because he realized Feng Nu's care for him, Chai Anping also secretly thought that he could not let this matter slip.
There may be only one such easy-to-talk true god in the whole continent.
Don’t hug your thighs tightly!
Xianle fell far away from the sky, and Chai Anping arrived at the lake in a short step. At this time, the lake was no longer calm, and the lake water that rippled on its own without wind seemed to reflect the iron and glass city of Zu'an.
But the picture shows an extremely bizarre and fantasy perspective. The entire city is like a pool of silver mercury, exuding a pure atmosphere. The black lines cut the city of Zaun and sway with the fluctuation of the water flow.
, causing it to look extremely distorted. Chai Anping felt dizzy just after looking at it a few more times.
"This is what I call the 'real self vision'." A breeze blew over and calmed the swelling pain in Chai Anping's consciousness, and Feng Nu's voice sounded: "Through this vision, you can see many worlds that are not familiar to you."
It is a clear truth, but it is a pity that demigod mortals are easily overwhelmed by the sudden information while watching."
Then you still let me see it!!!
Chai Anping's lips twitched slightly.
"But correspondingly, if you can withstand the information, you can even comprehend the form and meaning you need in a short time."
"Ah this..."
When Chai Anping heard this, he immediately suppressed the complaints in his heart and felt hot expectations.
Expecting Feng Nu to directly count this into his welfare in the next sentence, who knows that she didn't think much about it at all and continued: "Through this true self vision, I looked at the city of Zu'an, which was prosperous, and was always accompanied by
Blood and fire, chaos and fear, you see these... are my believers who are praying to me."
A blue bird made of energy appeared in front of Chai Anping, pointing at the lake with its wings: "Don't worry, you won't be affected by the message if you have my protection."
After hearing this, Chai Anping looked at the lake again, but at the same time, he also found that wrapped in Feng Nu's aura, he had lost the "touch" to perceive the mystery.
Dots of light balls appeared in the silver waves in the lake, and then quickly merged into the lake.
These are part of the source of Feng Nu's strength. These beliefs and ideas have been constantly deepening the mark she left on the world, making her stronger day by day.
"More than ten years ago, I discovered a strange aura coming from my true vision. Later, during my investigation, I discovered that this extremely advanced energy came from an ancient evil god."
"Evil God?!"
Chai Anping raised his eyebrows. Is there such a thing in Valoran's biography?!
Or should I say, Nima has this kind of setting?!
"That's right, an evil god who is in an abnormal state." Feng Nu said with a hint of caution in her voice, "He is trying to resurrect with the help of Zuan, a land that has given birth to disaster."
Chai Anping felt like his head was full of questions - did Feng Nu and the others have a different definition of "god", or was there some kind of lack in the history he knew?!
If it is the first case, demons like Doomsday and Catfish may also be regarded as evil gods!
But if the second kind... He swallowed silently, that would be really exciting.
"Then why don't you just kill it? If it's just a breath..." Chai Anping suppressed the shock in his heart and asked.
With Feng Nu’s status, killing a wisp of aura is not a casual act?
"That's not the case." Qingniao shook his head: "The evil god didn't know that I was not good at killing or that his state did not allow another divine battle, so he did not dare to directly oppose me, but chose to descend.
His descendant, after covering my perception, allowed him to grow wantonly and then seize Zuan."
Wait, please bean sack!
Chai Anping stared, his mission was to find the descendant of the evil god?