Versatile Mage: Summon eight demons at the beginning

Chapter 131 The ceremony begins

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"I'm surprised...how did you get in?"

The person sitting on the Blood Throne suddenly spoke, and Ling Xi and the man in black robes quickly blocked Lu Cheng behind them.

By the light of the altar's fire, the three were able to see the face raised on the Blood Throne.

"Fang Gu? Why is it you?" Ling Xi was very surprised.

"Where is the Ancient King?"

"I am, or rather, I am the new Ancient King." Fang Gu stood up.

"The true ancient king has long since disappeared over the years, leaving behind only a piece of armor stuck to his skin and this blood throne that can command the kingdom of the dead."

"Whoever arrives here first will inherit everything from the ancient king!"

"His white palace, the kingdom of the dead that he created, his endless magic power, his unparalleled wisdom..."

"Come on, shut up." Lu Cheng waved his hand, and a terrifying flame hit Fang Gu, burning him on the spot.

The armor that had lost its body floated back to the Blood Throne like a ghost.

"This..." Ling Xi couldn't quite understand the scene before him.

"Haven't you figured out the situation of the Ancient King?" Lu Cheng asked.

"The real ancient king Ying Zheng died two thousand years ago, but his undead magic and his obsession with eternal life condensed his remaining soul that had not yet dissipated and integrated it into this armor."

"That is to say, the Ancient King, strictly speaking, is just a weapon spirit, or to be more precise, a weapon spirit."

"In short, weapon spirit."

"The people of Weiju Village have the blood of the ancient king flowing in their bodies, so they will not be attacked by the undead, nor will they be rejected by the Shayuan."

"The so-called descendants of the ancient kings are nothing more than a backup plan left by Ying Zheng for himself to revive. They themselves are just a sacrifice."

Ling Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, "You mean, whoever can control this armor robe can inherit everything from the ancient king?"

"Almost." Lu Cheng nodded.

"However, once you put this thing on, you will merge with the ancient king's residual soul on it. Stronger people can maintain their consciousness for a while, but they will eventually be devoured by this armor and become a sacrifice like Fang Gu."

Hearing this, Ling Xi, who was about to take action, stopped resignedly.

The strength of the undead is closely related to the age, not to mention that the ancient king was skilled in five forbidden spells when he was alive. The more powerful a person is, the stronger the undead he turns into after death. She doesn't think she can kill this thing.

It's better to just wait for this thing to float into the inner city and devour those millions of people to revive.

"What if I can order millions of dead soldiers to evacuate the ancient capital before being devoured by this thing?"

A powerful voice suddenly sounded. Lu Cheng and the other two turned their heads and saw Zhan Kong, dressed in a military robe, flying up from under the altar.

"Then you will become the savior of the ancient capital." Lu Cheng said with a smile.

Zhan Kong is also an orthodox descendant of the ancient king, and his high-level and fully-cultivated cultivation is already a body that the ancient king is relatively satisfied with. If it were a little stronger, if it were a super-level, or even a forbidden soul, this remnant soul might not be able to completely control it.

But at a high level and fully cultivated, this state is just right, not too strong, nor too weak.

the best choice.

However, as the young master of his ancestral home, a family of curses, he must have means of preserving his life, especially in terms of his soul.

This armor robe is now nothing more than a remnant soul. Even if one wants to completely erase Zhan Kong's consciousness, it will take time.

That’s why Zhan Kong served as the Ancient King for a period of time in the original novel. However, he couldn’t hold on for long. It was because he knew that he was about to be devoured by the Ancient King that Zhan Kong ran to the Holy City to die.

The ancient king with Zhankong’s consciousness still has a living part, but once the Zhankong part is completely devoured, the real ancient king will be resurrected, and that will be the Undead Emperor!

For the Undead Emperor, only the dead are his subjects!
Do the dead care whether the living die or not?
Yes! Of course!
Just as the dead are aliens in the eyes of the living, the living are also aliens in the eyes of the dead!

For the dead, only the dead are their fellow men!
"Do you want to wear this armor?" Ling Xi's tone changed subtly.

With Su Meng here, nothing will happen to Lu Cheng, so she naturally doesn't need to worry about anything anymore.

“The ancient capital is in danger…” Zhan Kong walked forward with a heavy expression.

"Lü Cheng, if I die, I hope you can go to the Tianshan Rift to help me find someone named Qin Yuer and give her a message."

"I have never been afraid of anyone in my life, and I have never given up. It's just that this time... I'm sorry for her."

"Boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Kong fell to his knees involuntarily.

"Since you're sorry, then go down and have a rest." A strange green light ball appeared in Ling Xi's palm.

“Poison…” Zhan Kong’s consciousness gradually became blurred, and he fell to the ground powerlessly.

"So easy?" Lu Cheng looked a little strange. Is the young master of the Zu family so easy to kill?

Although as long as one takes the initiative, a super-level enemy can defeat a high-level enemy as easy as pie, it doesn't have to be so sloppy, right?

"Easy?" Ling Xi raised his eyebrows.

"This is a method I learned from my previous experiment in Bo City. It's anesthesia. Even if he has a lot of life-saving magic tools, he will fall asleep in this invisible poisonous fog that can even make the demon leader faint."

As she spoke, Ling Xi walked towards Zhan Kong, took out her professional dagger, and stabbed it into Zhan Kong's heart.

A strange soul aura burst out and cut through the air.

Lu Cheng's eyes twitched slightly.

As expected of Saran of the Black Church, the cursed energy contained in this dagger would hurt a high-level wizard like Zhan Kong for a while, let alone him!

As for the protective magic tool on Zhankong, no matter how powerful it is, you have to activate it for it to be useful.

It's not like everyone has a magical tool with the ability to automatically protect its master. How many of those things are there in the entire magical world?
"The ceremony is ready, you may begin."

Daolong's voice suddenly sounded in Lu Cheng's mind.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing Lu Cheng approaching the man in armor again, Ling Xi and the man in black robe quickly stepped forward to block him.

"You two, I'm very busy now, please move aside."

Red light burst out from Lu Cheng's eyes, and a hoarse devilish voice uttered from his mouth.

"Okay?"

"..."

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"Why is there no movement?"

In the outside world, under the organization of the mages, people in the whole city began to pray according to Daolong's instructions. However, nearly half an hour passed and there was no movement at all.

"Are you kidding us?" a Hunter King from the Hunter Alliance asked suspiciously.

Daolong didn't even bother to look at him, "Why there is no movement, you know it yourself."

"I've already told you to be more sincere. Look at you. Not only in your heart, but even on your face, you don't have the slightest respect."

"What do you think you are doing?"

"You are calling a demon god! Not a summoned beast!"

It’s strange. Even if the energy of faith is not enough, Lu Cheng should have started devouring souls by now. Why is there no movement?
What is he waiting for?
Time passed minute by minute, and all kinds of praises and prayers echoed throughout the city, but the summoning circle on the ground did not produce any response as Daolong said.

Gradually, some people began to doubt.

"Have we been... deceived?"

"Could it be that the mages have already quietly escaped?"

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the people who were praying immediately responded.

There was no sound of battle, not even a flicker of magic light, the whole world was pitch black!

Could it be that those high-level mages really abandoned them and ran for their lives?

At this moment, the special barrier that originally covered the outside of the golden barrier suddenly began to dissipate, and heavy rain fell in again.

At the same time, rays of magical light began to light up from the west of the ancient capital.

"What's going on?" Han Ji asked puzzledly.

"President, several senior leaders don't want to sit and wait for death, and have called on their mages to break out." The Royal Guard Mage quickly reported.

Han Ji looked at Dao Long, "What's the situation with the barrier?"

"When too many people inside want to get out, the barrier will automatically disappear. There will be people in when there are people out." Daolong opened one eye.

"Didn't I tell you?"

"..."

Everyone looked stiff.

When did you say that?!

(End of this chapter)