Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 512 The Art of Reincarnation
O'Kalen frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Inferior?" There was a hint of disgust on his face, and he sneered, "Has the Tatar tribe degenerated to this extent?"

The Gaosuo tribe's attitude towards the inferior species is the strictest in the entire plain. In the Gaosuo tribe, once the inferior species is found to make a sound, they will be thrown to death immediately, and they will not be given a chance to grow up.

And the reason is also very simple. It is difficult for the inferior species to become a blood warrior, but it is easy to be polluted by the god of disaster and become an evil evil person.

Just like the evil king who was killed, he was just an inferior species at the beginning. Although he was not thrown to death immediately after birth, he was also regarded as a disgrace to the tribe. Growing up in that environment, he fought against ghosts full of hatred.

Therefore, Timos was polluted by the God of Calamity, and after gaining extraordinary power, he immediately took revenge on his own tribe, killing almost all the members of that tribe, including some inferior species who were in the same situation as himself.

"Go away! Bastard."

A hint of ferocity appeared on O'Kalen's face, and he stretched out his palm with the power of blood, and grabbed Enzo's head.

"The shame of the War Ghost Clan shouldn't have appeared in this world at all!"

On the spot, Enzo remained expressionless.

He didn't want to waste any more time with O'Kalen, so with a thought in his heart, the shadow turned into a misty ghost-like Shadow Assassin, and appeared directly behind O'Kalen.

brush!
The Shadow Assassin brandished his dagger from behind O'Karen, and a line of blood appeared on his neck immediately, followed by blood gushing out.

"Uh……"

O'Kalen's complexion changed, his voice squeezed out of his throat, and he couldn't help reaching out to stroke his neck, but the wound grew bigger and bigger, and it was finally difficult to suppress it.

Boom!

Blood spewed out from his throat, and O'Kalen's body fell to the ground. The luster in his eyes gradually disappeared. As a second-order life form, the furious warrior died without even displaying any strength.

"Master O'Karen!"

"leader?"

From the rear, the exclamation of the blood warriors of Gao Suo came, and several red-striped warriors roared, and then burst out with the power of blood at the same time, jumped down from the ruins of Rock City, and rushed towards Enzo.

However, they haven't waited for them to get close.

Within a range of ten meters, the shadows spread like a tide, and then, one after another shadows entwined towards the blood warriors of the Gaosuo tribe, restraining them in place like black pythons.

"Evil...evil aliens!!"

Around, besides the Tatar tribe, some other small tribes all exclaimed and backed away involuntarily.

With the Tatar tribe as the center, an empty area appeared, and the strange means of manipulating shadows obviously represented the identity of the evil one.

On the spot, Enzo waved his hand.

He released the blood warriors of the Gaosuo tribe from the shackles, and did not cause too many kills. He scanned the front indifferently.

All the blood warriors of the Gaosuo tribe stepped back one after another. After seeing Enzo's methods, even the blood warriors who were not afraid of death did not dare to act rashly.

"Let's go."

Afterwards, Enzo said softly, then turned around and was about to leave the Gaosuo tribe. Drogo hesitated, gritted his teeth and led the tribe to follow.

Around, other tribes stepped aside.

The behavior of the Tatar tribe has confirmed the fact that it is in collusion with the evil, but because of the existence of Enzo, the blood warriors of other tribes dare not act rashly.

And just like that, the Tatar tribe left.

It wasn't until the figures of Enzo and others disappeared in the depths of the plain that the Gaosuo tribe breathed a sigh of relief. The red-striped warriors looked at each other in silence, and finally an older red-striped warrior stood up.

"Contain O'Karen's body first."

The aged red-striped warrior had wrinkled faces, a dark chest naked, and a string of animal bone beads hanging around his neck. In his cloudy eyes, there was a glint of thought.

Ramam, the eldest of the Gaosu tribe!
He is already over a hundred years old, even as a red-striped warrior, he has lost his fighting ability, his energy and blood power has declined, and he is even inferior to ordinary blood warriors, but he still has his own prestige in the Gaosuo tribe.

Several red-striped warriors stepped forward and lifted up O'Karen's body.

"What should we do, Grandpa Ramam?"

Beside him, a young red-striped warrior asked hesitantly, what happened today was like a catastrophe for the Gaosuo tribe, and the fall of the leader of O'Kalun was even more shocking.

On the spot, Lamamu's cloudy eyes flickered.

After a while, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "First maintain the order of the tribe and stabilize the emotions of the tribe."

"As for later, prepare for a sacrifice!"

The surrounding Gaosuo people were shocked. For the War Ghost Clan, the object of sacrifice was naturally the God of Blood Slaughter. Under normal circumstances, the War Ghost Clan would hold sacrifices only during the harvest season.

The Caucasians fell silent.

Sacrifice to the blood-slaughter god in the black mist season is unprecedented in the history of the Gaosuo tribe, and when the blood-slaughter god's power is weak, it is necessary to pay more to get a response from the god cost.

Blood fight sacrifice is essential.

This also means that the Gaosuo tribe will lose some blood warriors, and even... higher-level red-striped warriors!

"Go down and get ready!"

After a long while, Lamamu sighed and said, "There is no way to do this. The world has undergone drastic changes. If the Gaosuo tribe wants to be protected from this disaster, they can only seek the guidance of the great blood-killing god!"

……

At the same time, the Tatar tribe.

Under the leadership of Enzo, everyone in the Tatar tribe returned to the tribe. At this time, on the plain, the season of black mist had not yet ended, but the mist that symbolized the authority of the god of disaster had completely disappeared.

"In the end what happened?"

Back in the Tatar tribe, Drogo couldn't help asking for the second time. Enzo hesitated, and was about to think about how to reply, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

"Enzo! What's wrong with you?!"

Drogo exclaimed, and couldn't help taking a step back. He looked at Enzo, but saw ferocious and twisted tentacles on the other's chest, as if they were about to tear flesh and blood and break out.

On the spot, Enzo gritted his teeth.

The magic power in his body was fully activated, Enzo took out several potions one after another, the tentacles on his chest twisted crazily as if stimulated, but soon calmed down.

"I need to rest for a while."

After a long while, Enzo spoke lightly, and directly issued the order to evict the guests. Drogo hesitated, nodded and exited the stone house.

"The God of Calamity..."

In the same place, Enzo muttered to himself, his eyes shining brightly. After using the Calamity Raven Zofy to devour the power of the Calamity God, this method is also equivalent to a special seal.

However, this seal is not strong!
After all, the God of Calamity is a fourth-order living body. Both Enzo and Zofy the Raven of Calamity are still at the level of a third-order living body. Even if the God of Disaster is forcibly sealed in the body, it will be difficult to completely suppress it.

Just like the previous few riots.

The God of Calamity is unwilling to be sealed, and always intends to break through the body of the Crow of Calamity. Enzo must constantly release magic power to strengthen the seal.

"It's not the way to go on like this."

On the spot, Enzo shook his head and took a deep breath. The Calamity Raven was sealed in his body, like a time bomb, which could explode at any time, bringing great hidden dangers to himself.

"Chip, can you use magic to eliminate the influence of the God of Calamity little by little, so that he can completely become a part of the Crow of Calamity?" Enzo asked.

Strictly speaking, after the Calamity Crow devoured the God of Calamity, the two had already merged into one. However, because the life level of the God of Calamity was stronger, even if he was the one who was passively swallowed, he could be swallowed at any time. seize dominance.

If that were the case, the Raven of Calamity would disappear completely, and Sophie's will would be suppressed, becoming a part of the God of Calamity.

"During data simulation..."

"After the calculation, the main body is suppressed with magic power, which can completely digest the power of the God of Calamity. The time required is about 17 years or more!"

In my mind, the voice of the chip came.

Enzo's eyes were bright at first, but when the time later appeared, he frowned suddenly, and the luster in his eyes disappeared.

"If magic is used to assist Sophie to absorb the power of the God of Calamity, it would take 200 years?" Enzo frowned.

Then he shook his head.

"It's been too long, I don't have that much time."

Digesting the power of a fourth-level god with a third-level wizard is really too much for Enzo. He can only consume a little bit of mana, which takes 200 years.

For Enzo, this is obviously an unrealistic thing.

First, in Enzo's current state, if he wants to be promoted to the fourth-level wizard, he must conquer the world of war ghosts. Although Sayenu, the blood-killing god, has been defeated, he has not fallen and may reappear at any time. There is no time to digest the God of Calamity a little bit.

Second, in the process of digesting the God of Calamity through magic power, accidents may occur at any time, and a slight mistake may cause the God of Calamity to break through the seal, thus threatening Enzo.

"There are other options to consider."

Enzo shook his head, trying to communicate with the Calamity Crow while consuming mana to suppress the Calamity God.

Suddenly, Enzo's heart moved.

A flash of lightning seemed to flash across his mind, and a bold idea appeared. Enzo's eyes flickered continuously, and his thoughts changed.

"If that's what you want, maybe it's a way."

Enzo muttered to himself in a low voice.

"However, such a method takes too much risk."

"But even if you don't..."

In the same place, Enzo's face was extremely contorted, and the plan that appeared in his heart was difficult to choose. Reason told him that he should implement the plan, but he was emotionally entangled.

Finally, Enzo took a deep breath.

Perhaps it was because reason as a wizard defeated emotion, or because there were not many choices in the current situation, Enzo's eyes gradually became firmer.

"Chip, search for information about [Soul Seal] and [Reincarnation Art]!"

Enzo ordered in his heart.

The two kinds of witchcraft he was searching for were not pure spells, but some knowledge about designing souls and reincarnation, which belonged to experimental theories that only high-level wizards could touch.

After a while, the chip search was completed.

In front of Enzo's eyes, a large amount of data information and some experimental cases appeared. The light in his eyes flickered slightly, and the thoughts in his heart changed.

"Sophie, what do you think?"

Enzo muttered to himself, using his mental power to communicate with the Calamity Crow in his body, and after getting the emotions approved by the other party, he made a decision in his heart.

……

Multiverse, Forest World.

On the plain lined with tombstones, there are traces of witchcraft raging everywhere. The burning flames made crackling sounds, and the surrounding area was red.

Rumble!
In the distance, there was a sound from a distance. On the ground, a [-]-meter-high titan bone giant collapsed, and the core energy furnace at the chest shattered, causing every bone to shatter.

In mid-air, Mitchell stood in the air.

Behind him, a pair of wings of light trembled, and golden runes flashed on his forehead. At this moment, Mitchell was like a battle angel, holding a silver wand in his left hand and a spear in his right hand.

On the ground, the Titan bone giant has fallen.

On the ruins where broken bones gathered, the Purgatory Bone Dragon let out a deep roar, half of the bone wings were shattered by the bombardment of witchcraft, and lost the ability to fly.

"Almost, it's over."

Beside Mitchell, Gustav sat cross-legged, with a shrunken cloud and magic mist under him, and his obese body exuded a touch of cuteness.

"Yeah, it's almost over."

Mitchell shrugged, a lazy smile appeared on his face, the one-hour battle was over, the Titan Bone Giant had been completely destroyed, and the Purgatory Bone Dragon was also in a state of severe damage.

On the other side, the battle is drawing to a close.

On the pitted land, the scorching flames formed a sealing spell, and Klosnow, who had been transformed into a lich, was trapped in it and could not get out.

Not far away, Christina's red hair was flying.

With a wanton smile on her face and a vengeful gleam in her eyes, the sorceress waved her wand and threw fireballs, hitting the Lich Closno in the flame seal.

"Damn crazy woman!"

Klosno let out a low growl, and swung the giant sword with blue flames fiercely forward. The coldness froze the incoming fireball, but at the next moment, his feet were grabbed by palms one by one.

"Illusion! Everything is illusion!"

Crosno roared in his heart, but his feet turned into a swamp, and his body sank uncontrollably.

All around, clumps of clay rose up.

Like viscous liquid foam, heads emerged from the swamp, and the faces of each head were familiar to Klosnow.

"Betrayer! Die!"

"Klosnow! You trash!"

"Why are you killing me?"

The heads that appeared in the swamp were all dead wizards of the Skeleton Castle. With extremely resentful expressions on their faces, they questioned Closnow.

(End of this chapter)