From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 262: A War That Decides the Global Situation

Vatican, Chinese Consulate.

When Li Yang returned to the consulate, the meeting had not yet ended, but Li Yang saw an unexpected person from afar.

The flamboyant and hot red-haired girl from the Magic League was pushing an old man in a wheelchair and looking around frantically at the door of the consulate.

When Morris saw Li Yang finally appear across the street, his face was filled with surprise and joy, and he waved quickly.

Li Yang frowned, waited for the traffic light, and walked into the Chinese Consulate with Adjutant Xie and the other two.

After entering the special room, Morris did not speak. The old woman immediately spoke with a serious expression, with a bit of urgency and weakness in her words: "Mr. Li Yang, the Shimoki Ling you killed before is probably not the real Shimoki Ling."

Li Yang's heart moved, but his face remained calm: "I already have some guesses."

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"I just found out something after checking all the files about the blood sacrifice incident. I wonder if you, Mr. Li Yang..."

Li Yang smiled faintly: "Shimoki Ling in the Sakura Country Consulate is too weak."

"Suzuki Mina told me that this blood sacrifice was prepared by Shimaki Ryo in order to advance to S-rank. However, Shimaki Ryo's strength that day was only that of an ordinary A-rank, and he was not even close to a breakthrough."

"It was just a guess, but since you came to me today, it seems that this guess is obviously true."

Li Yang sighed, and then asked about the old woman's background.

"I am a shaman priest and a member of the Elder Council of the Magic Alliance. You can call me Moye."

The old lady coughed, and an abnormal blush appeared on her pale face. Then she continued slowly: "Before this World International Conference, I once divined, and the gods gave me a hint."

"I can't tell you the specific content of the prophecy, but the prophecy suggests that the key point of this meeting lies in the two large suns rising from the east."

Li Yang was silent for a moment: "Coming out from the east? Two suns? One is me, and the other is Yatagarasu, right?"

Morris on the side nodded: "Yes, we first confirmed your identity, and then slowly confirmed Shimoki Ling's identity."

"This is also the reason for the change in attitude of your Magic Alliance, right?"

Li Yang suddenly realized that this explained everything.

The Magic Alliance initially determined that they were one of the key figures influencing this meeting, so they were pro-China, but later they identified another key figure, Shimaki Ryo.

Shimaki Ryo represents the Yatagarasu and forms an alliance with the Alchemy Society of the Sam Country.

In this way, he represented China and Shimamu Ling represented the United States. In the confrontation between China and the United States, the Magic Alliance could not judge who would win between him and Shimamu Ling, so it remained neutral for a long time.

"Then why did you suddenly turn to China?"

Li Yang asked curiously. You have to know that before he went to Sakura Country to deal with Shimaki Ling, the Magic League seemed to be certain that they would win and gave a prophecy that "One day Linghai will be cleared and all the waves will be submerged."

The old lady's face turned paler, and her fingers trembled. "Because there is a being that modified the instructions given to me by the gods, causing me to make a wrong prediction."

Li Yang already knew that the so-called gods of shamanism were nothing more than an ancient worship. The gods they worshipped were not personified, but real scenes such as the earth, sky, thunder and ocean.

"So, what should the correct prophecy be?"

Adjutant Xie, who had been listening nearby, realized the seriousness of the matter and asked.

"No, the last prophecy was a mess, and the gods were unable to provide guidance to us swimmers."

Mo also smiled sadly: "Even the gods are afraid of it."

Li Yang asked in confusion: "Who is it?"

This was not the first time Li Yang had heard this word. Suzuki Mina also said this word before leaving.

It, this pronoun has been non-human, unknown, terrifying and mysterious since its appearance.

"I don't know. We know nothing. The instructions given to me by the gods are about a deep and violent ocean. Under the surface of the ocean, there is an indescribable huge black shadow swimming."

Before leaving, Moye excitedly held Li Yang's hand, and said with fear:
"It, it is your mortal enemy. It will definitely come after you, bringing endless killing and terror. It will drag the entire human civilization into the abyss! You must defeat it, you must defeat it!"

Morris changed his usual bright and flamboyant expression. Although he was uneasy, his face was still solemn. "Mr. Li Yang, if you need any help, our Magic Alliance and the European Alliance will definitely give you full support."

Whether they like it or not, the Magic Alliance has been completely tied to the same ship with China. Morris may not be able to empathize with Moye's fear, but she has already bet too much on Li Yang and China and there is no turning back.

After bidding farewell to Morris and More, standing at the door of the Chinese Consulate, Li Yang's face showed a rare solemnity.

This was the feeling he had when he faced the blood demon.

The adjutant next to him had not yet recovered from the shock of this series of information, and murmured, "This must be a lie, how is it possible that such a thing exists..."

It was not until he saw Li Yang standing beside him that the adjutant relaxed a little: "Do you need me to inform Mr. Xie now?"

"Need not."

Li Yang spoke lightly, then raised his head and looked in a direction outside the Vatican City.

"That thing is coming soon..."
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Rome, Cazzaro Mountains.

A long-abandoned lumberjack's cabin.

In fear, Rama subconsciously wanted to use the Soul Killing Rope to deal with the strange oriental youth in front of him. "Shimoki Ling? Wasn't Shimoki Ling killed by that Chinese? Who are you?!"

The red chains of nothingness cast an eerie blood-red hue across the entire room, and the mouth and nose were filled with a strong smell of rust.

Seeing that the Soul-Killing Rope was put on Prince Kitashirakawa's body without any hindrance, Rama's face lit up with joy, but the smile froze on his face.

Just like using a straw rope to catch the giant beast of the abyss, Kitashirakawa Palace didn't even move, and the entire soul-killing rope broke into pieces.

"You, you are not human..."

Rama felt like he was facing an ancient god. His body couldn't help but tremble. After suffering repeated heavy blows, he could no longer control the Soul-Killing Rope. All the Alchemy Society masters in the room regained their freedom in an instant.

"This body is very good, and you are very good too. Now, give them all to me." Kitashirakawa smiled softly, like a perverse boy in an anime.

Seeing Prince Kitashirakawa looking at Lederman's body with undisguised greedy eyes, Rama's thoughts raced in his mind, and a horrifying idea immediately came to his mind.

Rama still couldn't connect this eccentric young oriental boy with Shimaki Ryo, but the facts told him that the soul in the body of Prince Kitashirakawa who was standing in front of him was that Shimaki Ryo.

"You've also got your eyes on Lederman's body! The one you wanted to sacrifice that day wasn't the trash from the 46 countries, but Lederman!!!"

Rama woke up and felt a chill all over his body from his tailbone to the top of his head.

Shimamura Ling remained silent, like a hunter looking at prey in a trap, with a sneer on his lips.

When Rama saw the look in Shimamu Ling's eyes, he immediately knew that his guess was correct, and he turned around and escaped through the window without hesitation.

While escaping, Rama shouted loudly: "I give you Lederman's body, Brother Shimoki, please let me go. From now on, I and the entire Voodoo Cult will follow your lead."

But when Rama turned around, a scene that made him feel cold all over appeared before him.

Shimaki Ling's body actually floated up like the Chinese man. He stretched out his hand and Rama's body immediately retreated uncontrollably like a monkey and was held in Shimaki Ling's hand.

Rama struggled violently, but a devilish whisper appeared in his ears.

"In addition to Lederman's physical body, I also need to borrow your Yin Spirit."

Shimoki Ling was holding Rama, with a half-smile on his face: "My soul has a big problem. Although I was lucky enough to wake up in modern times, I lost most of my memories. I can only recover by absorbing the Yin spirit of a master like you."

"You are also a great man of the time, a hero of your generation, why do you have to make such a useless struggle?"

The Soul-Killing Rope below was broken, and the several Alchemy Guild guardians who had regained their freedom saw the situation change and had no time to pay attention to the president's body, so they fled in all directions in a panic.

However, Shimamaki Ling didn't pay any attention to these A-level masters. His red vertical pupils stared at Rama in his hand with excitement and cruelty.

Looking down, Rama looked at Shimoki Ling's body floating in the air, his voice was extremely bitter,

"I never thought... there would be another S-level master in the world..."

Rama smiled bitterly, "It turns out that Lederman and I have been jumping up and down and planning for a long time, but we are just clowns. The real players have always been you and that Chinese guy."

After a series of blows, Rama already knew that he was doomed to die today. He felt unwilling, angry, disappointed, and many other expressions mixed together on his face, and tears were streaming down his face.

"The chess player has his own chess pieces. Who can tell the difference between identities? Everything is just for the sake of transcendence and immortality..."

Shima Mu Ling sighed, and then a huge eight-headed phantom flew out of Shima Mu Ling's body, opened its scarlet mouth, pulled out a Yin God from Rama's eyebrows, and swallowed it whole.

Two soulless bodies fell from the sky and collapsed to the ground. Prince Kitashirakawa's expression was peaceful and calm, while Rama's face was still filled with anger and confusion.

After the demon-like shadow swallowed Rama's Yin Spirit, countless black lights emanated from its body. The light penetrated from the house, illuminating the entire world and making it dim.

After completely digesting Shimamura Ryo's Yin Spirit, the huge black shadow hovering in the entire room suddenly entered Lederman's body one after another.

Dead silence. The whole room suddenly fell into dead silence.

"click"

"click"

After an unknown amount of time, in the storage box, Redmand's body made a sound like a mouse gnawing at something, his muscles and bones shifted, and his face became blurred.

A terrifying aura rose from the room.

Within a radius of several kilometers from the wooden house, the birds were silent and no beasts dared to approach. Thousands of meters above the sky, countless clouds gathered and the sky was gloomy and dark. It was clearly daytime, but it was almost pitch dark.

Residents of the surrounding towns noticed the unusual situation and some of them came over with night lights to investigate. However, just as they stepped within a hundred meters of the wooden house, they fell to the ground with their pupils dilated without any warning.

More and more ordinary people fell down on the circle line centered on the wooden house. After receiving the alarm, the local police immediately set up a cordon within a 200-meter radius of the wooden house, blaring sirens and prohibiting ordinary people from approaching.

As the news spread, more and more reporters and residents came to the scene, and police cars gathered around.

"tick, tick"

There was an extremely strong smell of reptiles and cold-blooded animals in the air. Lightning flashed, and a reporter pressed the shutter of his camera in the faint light.

However, when checking the photos in the camera, the reporter screamed in fear and threw the camera to the ground.

In the photo on the broken screen, in the dim sky and clouds, with the help of lightning, a giant snake with eight heads over hundreds of meters long appeared faintly above the wooden house...

The direction of its eight snake heads is exactly the holy city called Vatican...

(End of this chapter)