Eternal Punishment Dragon in Prison

Chapter 171 Sacrifice and Invitation

In the void, the blasphemous priest Hilda appeared on the battlefield of Murphy and Gaitan with the six-armed snake demon Bana.

But here, the dark place that should have been dead silence and nothingness is actually filled with surging magical energy.

This energy spreads everywhere, like countless invisible torrents, intertwining into a gorgeous and violent picture in this space.

A powerful super-magic storm was formed, churning in this space like a giant beast.

In this storm, infinite light and heat gathered together to form a bright and blazing beam.

Illuminating the dark and silent void.

It's like a star shining in the starry sky.

"Sure enough, this place is filled with the aura of divine power."

Hilda looked at the scene in front of her and murmured to herself. Suddenly her eyes froze: "No, there is still a seal here."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hilda's eyes shone brightly like stars, as if they were stars in the dark night, dazzling and mysterious.

At that moment, her sight penetrated the boundary of space, and she could clearly perceive every corner and detail of this space.

"Indeed, there is a seal."

"It is also filled with a stronger aura of divine power."

"So the person sealed here can only be the Lord of Dreams?"

Bana, who was restrained by Hilda on the side, became excited when she heard this. As a legendary priest, she could naturally feel that besides the magical energy mixed here.

There is also a divine power that belongs exclusively to gods.

"Your Excellency Hilda, please let go of your restraints on me."

"Even the powerful Lord of Illusions cannot escape being sealed by divine power."

"Even if my lord is careless about living creatures."

"But after I die, I will have great power."

In the multiverse, death is not the pure end. Even the soul can possess powerful spellcasting abilities.

Hilda asked curiously: "By the way, your demon body is not made of pure soul."

"In a sense, it is similar to a creature transformed from a soul like a petitioner."

"For Naraku, it's not considered death."

"So for demons, what is real death?"

"Or in other words, what form will you demons take after death?"

"Is it like dying in the abyss, being recycled by the abyss, and being reborn as a worm?"

"If this is the case, how can you truly die?"

"But I think your soul belongs to Naraku."

"Naraku won't let this happen."

"What will He do to you?"

Hilda would not be frightened by Bana's threat, but instead asked the devil about life and death with doubts.

Bana was speechless: "You don't even know this, how dare you arrest Naraku's followers?"

"You really are a devil and easy to bully!"

Hilda nodded of course: "I do think you demons are easy to bully."

"I'm still very hesitant to capture a human legendary priest of Naraku."

"But when it comes to demons like you, I can't imagine what kind of trouble you could stir up after your death."

This is the case for the creatures whose soul and body are united in the outer layer.

They do not have a pure physical body.

Either there is a resurrection mechanism, or the soul is truly gone.

There is no third way to go.

Bana was furious, but she also said: "The death of the soul does not mean the end, it will only transform into a new life form."

"In short, after I die, I will not be one of those petitioners with incomplete soul memories."

Hilda suddenly realized: "Oh, so this is your threat."

"It looks soft and has no power."

"I don't believe that you still retain great power after death."

Bana said anxiously: "I still have my master Naraku!"

Being able to become a blasphemous priest is a bold character in itself, let alone those who have reached the legendary level.

That is no longer daring.

That is blasphemous.

It would have been nice if he hadn't been killed by the divine punishment directly sent down by the gods.

Everyone who survives is a daring person.

What's more, Hilda, the blasphemous priest who has reached level 40, is not afraid of gods at all.

Bana used Naraku to threaten Hilda, which was like punching cotton, with no threat at all.

Hilda snorted coldly: "What's the future of beings like you who talk about gods all day long?"

"Even if you are already a legendary priest."

"Similar to the strength of those demon lords who rule the first layer of the abyss."

"I'm still thinking about Naraku."

"Don't you understand that it was you who practiced Naraku's teachings that made you become his legendary priest?"

"It's not that you can become a legendary priest by believing in Him and worshiping Him."

If you simply believe and worship, you can get power from the gods.

Then there are countless ordinary mortals in the material plane who have no spellcasting ability, and some are even more pious than priests who have spellcasting abilities.

But did they get their power from the gods?
No!

Not even the good gods are so generous.

Although they can indeed transform these devout believers without any spellcasting talents into real miracles.

But why do gods do this?

Fanatic believers will not give up their faith just because they don't have these small favors.

And worship caused by power factors is not consistent with the teachings of gods.

It is better to believe in those gods of war who possess the realm of power and violence.

Even this is due to the fact that most of the gods in these material planes are in competition.

Preaching is only based on doctrine.

But if someone wants to be the only true god in certain areas.

That would require appropriate violence and give believers more power.

But no matter what, those believers who have no spellcasting ability will definitely not be the first choice for God to grant power.

Because it's a waste.

A waste of divine power deployment.

Therefore, there are only those creatures who practice the teachings of the gods and have the ability to cast spells.

Only then will they be given strength by the gods.

Even though these creatures are not very profound in their personal worship of gods.

Just a fellow traveler of ideas.

Therefore, there are some gods who specifically incarnate themselves into certain concepts, such as justice, evil and so on.

Let certain beings who are not dedicated to the worship of gods have faith.

And give power to creatures who believe in these concepts and have the ability to cast spells.

This is also the origin of some non-spiritual priests.

That's why Hilda and Bana said that.

Of course, some gods may descend into incarnations without respecting martial ethics.

But this in itself is an extremely low probability thing.

And as a blasphemous priest, Hilda has never been afraid of such a thing.

Bana still felt speechless. Didn't she know these things clearly?But isn’t it because I really can’t beat you?

Who would be willing to move in if they can beat him?
Wouldn't it be better to do it yourself?

So Bana changed the subject and said: "The Lord of Dreams has been sealed. It's really a bizarre thing."

"Or divine power?"

“Which god’s chosen one did this?”

"He still seems to be an extremely favored voter."

Hilda smiled and said: "As a priest, you should know that this god is a neighbor of your main god."

Bana was confused: "What?"

"My lord's neighbor?"

"Are there any other gods in Kaserli who have moved to Farazul in the gray wilderness? Is there any other kingdom of gods?"

"No!" Bana was suddenly startled, "You mean those Titans!"

"Those Titans are still so active."

"Aren't they sealed?"

Hilda said calmly: "Why are you not active?"

"They often send people to the Gray Wilderness to harass Hades."

"They are sealed."

"But for ordinary things, it is still unimaginable."

"do you know?"

"The seal here is actually to take the corpse of a god and activate the incomplete priesthood on it with divine power."

"Then cast the space seal."

"Haha, I can take out the corpse of a god at will."

"As expected of the Titan who fought against the gods."

After listening to Hilda's words, Bana also became curious in her heart: "Then it seems that the Lord of Dreams has suffered a disaster."

"The seal of divine power cannot be broken by mortal things."

"And the sealed Lord of Illusions must be the true body that holds most of the soul."

"That means there is no longer a Lord of Dreams in Casserly."

"Then congratulations to Your Excellency Hilda for becoming the leader of the Kaseri Mage Alliance."

No matter how the devil wanted to climb up, it was still engraved deep in her soul, and she also used her own thinking to guess Hilda's thoughts.

Considered to be the most powerful legendary spellcaster in the Casserly Mage Alliance.

It should be easy for Hilda to take charge.

Unexpectedly, Hilda shook her head and said: "Haha, snake demon, you are wrong."

"Will the Lord of Dreams be sealed here?"

Bana asked doubtfully: "Is it not the true body that is sealed here? But a clone?"

"No way? If it's a clone, what's the point of the seal?"

"It's better to kill him directly."

"Wait a minute! Could it be that the Lord of Illusions is powerful enough to break the absolute seal set by the divine minister?"

Although the priesthood of the gods is incomplete.

But it is of divine origin.

Derived from these extremely powerful beings.

And it's still the evil being's true form plus divine power that drives it.

Is this something that mortal things can break?
Hilda smiled and said: "No! It is not the Lord of Dreams, but me who will break the seal here."

Bana's face was full of shock: "You?"

"How did you do it?"

"Could it be that you want to steal the power of the gods!"

"No! It's impossible!"

"There's no way you could do something like this."

Being able to steal the power of a legendary priest is outrageous enough.

But again, it's not outrageous to steal divine power.

Although in a broad sense, the power that a priest obtains from the gods can also be said to be divine power.

But there's a huge difference between divine power and divine power.

Just like people are very different from each other.

The aura emanating here definitely belongs to the true power of the god itself.

Hilda showed a charming smile: "Why is it impossible?"

"Why is it impossible to steal the power of a god?"

Bana said firmly: "Because the gods don't allow it!"

"Even if you are strong enough and have some position and means that I don't know about."

"But it is impossible to steal the power of the gods anyway."

“Even when the unimaginable happens that leads to success.”

"I will definitely be held accountable by the gods themselves!"

It's like a wealthy family that owns a manor. If you sneak in and steal something in the manor, nothing will happen.

But you entered the house in Dao Manor and stole something.

The nature is different.

The chance of being discovered is greatly increased.

Those who have cameras can take pictures clearly.

Although I don’t know how the blasphemous priest managed to sneak into the heavily guarded manor and steal things.

But this itself means that it is unreliable.

No matter how you think about it, it is unreliable.

Hilda raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

"A very confident answer?"

"How do you know the gods don't allow it?"

"Did the gods themselves tell you this?"

Bana was stunned. The gods really wouldn't say this, and no one would ask the gods these questions: "Isn't this a matter of course?"

"I don't believe that gods can be so generous."

"It doesn't matter if a thief breaks into the house."

"Is this a normal god?"

Bana felt that normal people would not agree if you don’t talk about gods.

Even if you show kindness occasionally, you can't stop the greed of the thief.

At that time countless blasphemous priests will be born.

A swarm of them can directly drain the power of a god.

Hilda smiled and said: "As I said before, as long as the gods' teachings are practiced, the gods do not care about the piety of the believers."

"Of course, piety is still important."

"After all, if there is a conflict between priesthood, then piety determines the ownership of the soul."

"So, as long as I practice Naraku's teachings."

"I believe that the generous and great Naraku will not mind this small payment of divine power."

Bana was stunned again, what does this mean?
Practicing Naraku’s teachings?
How do you practice it?

Why do you practice it!
It's really ridiculous. I have practiced so many of Naraku's teachings myself, and there is no such thing as a divine reward.

You thief, can you get it if you practice it?

and many more!

Bana's six arms began to shake, as if she wanted to break free from the shackles of the blasphemous priest: "You don't want me to die!"

"This will offset the consequences of stealing Naraku's divine power!"

"I am Naraku's legendary priest!"

Yes, Bana is not a fool.

He instantly thought of a way to make Naraku not care about it.

That is to give her death.

Naraku doesn't care much about the death of his followers.

Even legendary priests are no exception.

Although legendary priests are important to many gods, they are, after all, their extended tentacles.

They are the tools and agents to spread their teachings.

But for Naraku.

As long as there is death in this world.

It will not affect the spread of His teachings at all.

Are legendary priests important?
It doesn't matter at all!
You just do a good job. If you don’t want to do this good job, there are many people who are willing to do it.

So Bana is actually not very religious towards Naraku, she just does a good job.

In other words, the legendary priest is just the companion with the closest ideas.

Hilda laughed loudly: "You are quite smart, you thought of my method so quickly."

"So, do you have any last wishes?"

"Tell me, if I'm not busy, I can finish it for you."

Bana Chuchu begged pitifully: "I hope Lady Hilda can let me live."

"And why do you want to save the Lord of Dreams?"

"Wouldn't it be better for you to be the leader of the Kasseli Mage Alliance?"

"That means having endless resources and a supreme status."

The Kaseri Mage Alliance is very large, with many countries and countless residents in it.

It's a great tool for collecting materials.And this tool is also useful for legendary spellcasters.

Anyway, if Bana has the opportunity to master this tool, she will not give up.

Hilda smiled scornfully: "What is the Kasseli Mage Alliance?"

"It's not as important to me as the Lord of Dreams."

"So you think I might give up?"

"Or do you think that in terms of your value, you are higher than the Lord of Dreams?"

This is of course impossible, and Bana is just giving it a try in the hope of success.

So she immediately dropped her disguise and cursed: "This is your sign, ***"

"***, I absolutely do not believe that you have the ability to steal divine power."

"***, even if there is, my Lord will not let you control His power at will without a trace of grudge!"

"***, you will definitely be killed by Him!"

"Absolutely!"

"***"

Again, is Hilda, the blasphemous priest, afraid?

If you are afraid, you are not blaspheming the priest.

It is never a 100% guarantee that you will not be held accountable if you practice the teachings of gods.

But Hilda just knows how to do it.

It will certainly do so.

Hilda said contemptuously: "The incompetent cry of the weak."

"do you know?"

"When I met you, your fate was already sealed."

"That's why I allowed you to stay."

"After all, if you want to steal divine power, you need a legendary caster as a sacrifice."

"It just so happens that you are still Naraku's priest."

"It allows me to display the majesty of the great Death Reaper."

As the words ended, a powerful force instantly unfolded in front of Hilda, like a surging flood, sweeping in with unstoppable momentum.

Bana seemed so small and powerless in front of this power.

She tried to resist, but she couldn't cast the spell at all.

The magic power on his body was also suppressed.

The physical resistance is like a small boat rocking in the storm, unable to withstand the powerful torrent.

Even though the physical power of this body is extremely powerful.

Able to move and attack at supersonic speeds.

In his previous life, Murphy had no choice but to attack when saturated.

When faced with the power of magic.

Such a powerful body still seems very small.

In an instant, Bana was swallowed up by Hilda's power. Her body was as fragile as paper and was torn into countless pieces in an instant.

At the same time, at the moment of Bana's death, wisps of dark and inexplicable powerful energy began to appear at the place of her death.

They are like invisible ghosts, quietly appearing in this space, hovering and flying, emitting heart-stopping fluctuations.

Like a messenger of death, coming to announce the end of life.

No!They are death itself.

Every ray of energy exuded a cold and heavy feeling, as if it was an invisible big hand, holding Hilda's heart tightly, making her unable to breathe.

It also suppressed the heat source emanating from her body, making her whole body cold and trembling.

But it was this scene that made Hilda smile: "Divine power?"

"The divine power from Naraku!"

"My gamble paid off again."

"Your Excellency Lord of Dreams, please wait for me."

……

In the tall and gorgeous palace, Fool's Gold sat on a six-meter-high throne. He transformed into the Balor Fire Demon and looked even more noble and majestic in the gorgeous lights.

Beside him, succubi who were extremely short compared to him were bowing their heads to serve him.

Their figures are graceful and graceful, their skin is as soft as moonlight, and their eyes sparkle with a charming light.

Watching Fool's Gold's eyes flash with unimaginable desire.

That is both the worship of strength and the worship of ability.

One of the tall succubi, who could touch Fool's Gold's arm, gently poured a glass of wine for Fool's Gold, and then handed the glass to his hand.

And her fingers gently slid across the back of Fool's Gold's hand.

It sent a subtle electric current through his body.

Fool's Gold smiled and took the glass, drank it down in one gulp, feeling the warmth flow from his throat into his chest, and then spread throughout his body.

At the same time, he looked at the succubus with a flash of desire in his eyes.

This is indeed a wonderful life.

It's a pity that it still doesn't make sense.

Not as interesting as my hometown.

However, the fact that he can't go back now doesn't stop him from enjoying it for the time being.

As a scientist, he is not a person who controls desires.

On the contrary, whenever inspiration is lacking.

Fool's Gold likes to look for stimulation, looking for stimulation that can inspire him.

"what?"

Just when Fool's Gold wanted to take action immediately, he suddenly felt that a mark in his mind was disappearing.

"what's the situation?"

"Bana died like this?"

"You died so easily?"

"She is Naraku's legendary priest?"

"Who did this?"

"It can't be Murphy, right?"

Fool's Gold is puzzled.

With the last contact, Fool's Gold knew that Murphy was very strong, very strong.

To say the least is the same as him.

They are a handful of people at the top of the pyramid of legendary spellcasters.

But it won’t kill Bana instantly.

This is a bit outrageous.

This is of course related to the fact that Fool's Gold's method on Bana was limited and he was unable to understand the full story of the matter.

He only felt that Bana seemed to be subdued in an instant.

He was killed again in an instant.

It's like a legendary spellcaster taking advantage of a warrior of the same level, and the other party has no way to resist.

This makes Fool's Gold very confused.

What's going on here?
Had I known earlier, I would have arranged better means of observation.

However, it really requires good observation methods.

Bana is not a fool, how could she not find out?

So this road has actually been blocked for a long time.

"The most important thing is that I am very curious about what grudge the Eternal Punishment Dragon named Murphy has against me."

"Could it be that I tricked him on the trading ship?"

"But that was also my avatar's doing."

"What does it have to do with my real body?"

"And when you reach the level of a legendary spellcaster, what does the soul gold coin mean?"

"Still, even as a rational mage dragon, he loves money very much."

"Love money to the point where you would kill yourself for a little bit of wealth."

Of course, Fool's Gold never mentioned that he had discovered the causal relationship between Priestilon and Murphy, and decided to trick Murphy.

But he didn't expect it.

When Murphy appeared again, his strength expanded so quickly.

It exceeded his expectations.

So much so that the plan made by Fool's Gold itself failed.

Of course this plan was trivial and not his main purpose.

He had only one purpose in letting his powerful true form come to Casserly.

That is to find out why the Chronosphere was lost.

Although the Chrono Teleporter is in tatters, that doesn't mean it's not precious.

On the contrary, no matter how broken it is, it cannot hide the fact that it is an advanced artifact of space and time.

"Speaking of which, Kaz probably did it."

"I just said this kid shouldn't be dead."

"Or some powerful being stole Kaz's memory."

"No, I remember this kid has a life pool."

"Even if the life pool is more broken than the Chrono Teleporter, it should be no problem to preserve his consciousness."

"There was nothing unusual the last time I saw him."

"Without the time teleporter, the fragments of the heirloom gems are probably lost as well."

Fool's Gold also had a premonition that he might lose his artifact forever.

But no matter what, he had to find out why.

And in addition to the above purposes.

There is also a plan involving the Casserly Mage Alliance.

That was about the plan to go home.

Suddenly, Fool's Gold felt a wave of teleportation energy again.

"Outrageous!"

"The space here is obviously blocked by me, and teleportation is prohibited!"

"How could there be teleportation fluctuations!"

After saying that, Fool's Gold quickly used spells to delay the arrival of the teleporter.

However the spell failed.

This phenomenon makes Fool Gold even more horrified.

What power is this?
With his effective casting level, he could still fail?

Then Fool's Gold also teleported away without hesitation.

Only one avatar was left in place, wanting to see what was going on.

Swish!
Kaz, wearing a tuxedo, suddenly appeared in front of the incarnation of Fool's Gold.

His appearance broke the peace in the palace, and the succubi surrounding the Fool's Gold incarnation immediately screamed.

"Who! Dare to break into Lord Manas's palace!"

"Get out of here quickly!"

Katz's tuxedo was crisp and neat, as if it had just been taken out of a tailor's shop.

His tie was neatly tied, his leather shoes were shiny, his hair was combed meticulously, and he had a polite and teasing smile on his face.

"Long time no see, my old friend."

"You are quite happy here."

"Have you forgotten your wife in your hometown?"

"That's right? After all, how can your mortal wife compare to the various forms of succubi in the demonic time and space?"

"That's a demon that even gods can be tempted by."

Kaz's words were full of ridicule, and he seemed to disdain Fool's Gold's actions.

Although Fool's Gold changed his appearance, he still recognized Fool's Gold.

After all, no matter how the appearance changes, the soul hidden in the body cannot be changed.

Fool's Gold snorted when he heard this, and waved his hand to directly kill the succubus surrounding him, turning them into wisps of dust.

There wasn't even the slightest hint of emotion on his expression.

It's like cleaning up a pile of garbage.

"Kaz, what are you doing here?"

"What if you, after finally being resurrected, just came to this place to talk nonsense."

"Excuse me for refusing to receive you."

Kaz smiled and said: "Dolma, don't be so heartless."

"After all, I plan to take care of your wife and children for you after you die."

"But now it looks like I can take care of it for you."

"Because you're doing fine here."

A trace of anger flashed in Fool's Gold's heart, and then he quickly suppressed it: "What do you mean!"

"Are you sure you can return to our hometown?"

"This is impossible!"

"The isolation area between the time and space with demons and the time and space without demons is not so easy to cross."

"No, you can teleport here under my blockade, except by using the power of the chrono-space teleporter."

"That's divine power!"

"The teleportation device is about to be damaged. With your personality, I don't think you would use it easily just to see me."

"Then there is only divine power!"

"You have taken refuge in the gods!"

Fool's Gold figured everything out in an instant.

We also know why Kaz was resurrected.

After all, with the gods involved, nothing is impossible.

Kaz continued to smile: "Dolma, you are so smart."

"Yes, I took refuge in the gods."

"So I got your Chrono-Teleporter again."

"That's why I can return to my hometown."

"Aren't you envious?"

Fool's Gold shook his head and said: "God?"

"How can the gods be so kind?"

"Could he be coveting the time-space teleporter?"

"Besides, if you want to return to your hometown, you must at least be a powerful god."

"And this powerful god will also pay a huge price."

"I don't believe any god would do this for you."

"It's impossible even if you offer the Chrono-Space Teleporter."

Don't look at it. Gods are omnipotent in demonic time and space.

It can even create a plane equivalent to the entire universe.

But in the time and space without demons, it is equivalent to a fish out of water, completely withered.

This is the rule of the multiverse.

Unless one can become a god, one cannot resist this iron rule.

However, powerful gods are easy to see.

God on God is simply a legend.

It is simply impossible for mortal beings to meet God.

There are even some gods with lower origins that have not even been seen by the gods themselves.

Kaz sighed and said: "Dolma, you are still so cautious."

"The Chrono-Space Teleporter is indeed very good and powerful. It is an artifact that even the gods covet."

"But you're wrong about one thing."

"You have never understood the true power of the gods."

"The greatness of the gods is beyond your imagination."

Fool's Gold said solemnly: "Isn't it just the richness of knowledge and the strength of divine power?"

"Does the spirit have any special power?"

Fool's Gold is not Murphy and Peake, and they have never personally come into contact with the mystery of immortality.

So no matter how powerful he is.

A mage who has reached level 44.

Nor do they understand the mystery of the divine nature of gods traveling through time and space.

Kaz had a mysterious smile on his face: "Want to know?"

"If you want to know, join our side."

"Only then will you understand the true secret of immortality."

　I will make up for the leave I took before, and I will continue to make up for it tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)