Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 436: Temple of Baal
It's no wonder that Olin was confused. He froze in place, with a rare look of bewilderment on his pale face.

She was good at Transfiguration, and naturally good at seeing through Transfiguration, but the "Olin" in front of her was even more like her, whether it was the curve of the pigtails, the twitching of the corners of his mouth, or the neurotic fanaticism in his eyes.

She originally just wanted to kidnap a hostage to threaten her evil thoughts... What kind of monster did she kidnap?

"Are you a shapeshifter?" Olin's voice trembled a little, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the dagger.

"No." Leon held the dagger and laughed, "Are you ready?"

As Leon handed out the dagger, Olin returned to his original form. He almost instinctively spun around and kicked, kicking the attacking "Olin" away and hitting the wall heavily... Leon was helpless. He could transform, but he only had basic abilities and no professional level. He could never be a match for Olin, the Chosen One of Baal and the Blasphemous Assassin.

"That's all?" Olin tilted his head and looked at "Olin". He took a step forward and stabbed the dagger into "Olin's" chest accurately. Blood spurted out and splashed on her pale cheek. She licked the blood on her lips with her tongue and showed a disappointed expression. "You scared me... I thought you were so powerful."

She was about to bend down to skin it, but she found that the body was gone and there was only a Legionnaire.

"Playing tricks!" Olin licked the dagger excitedly, with a sick light flashing in his eyes. "It's good that I'm not dead... How can I play if I die so soon?"

She pounced on the Legion Demon like a ghost, and the dagger drew a graceful arc, and the Legion Demon's head fell off.

The Legionnaire fell down, and the red humanoid toad stood up... What the hell was that, a Slaad?

Olin was stunned for a moment, then he laughed wildly and waved the dagger.

The challenge level of the Sla Red Toad was only 5, so it was no match for Olin and was quickly dismembered by Olin.

"Come on." Olin enjoyed the killing. "Let me see what other tricks you have."

The Slaadi Red Toad's remains, which were cut into dozens of pieces, began to wriggle again and turned into a Flinder jackal wielding a flail.

The Flinder Gnolls did not last long, failing to satisfy Orin's bloodlust.

The Iron Guard stood up. Olin was very dissatisfied because the weapon would not bleed but only leak oil. She hated constructs and undead creatures because they had no feel at all.

Olin was soon satisfied, because the broken iron guards turned into fire giants, and fire giants had flesh and blood. They could bleed, and the hot blood was irresistible.

The Fire Giant fell down again, and the Fire Djinn stood up. It was an elemental life and didn't feel very good either, so Olin was not very happy.

The Fire Giant was no match for Olin, so it was the Eye Demon's turn to float up. The appearance of the Eye Demon made Olin serious, as he knew that this was no longer an opponent that he could bully easily.

When the six-armed snake demon climbed up from the pool of blood, Olin finally felt the pressure and became serious. Her movements were no longer smooth, and every dodge was extremely dangerous, but she could still handle it, chopping off the six-armed snake demon's arms one by one, until the six-armed snake demon's body was coiled into a hellish demon!
"How do my seventy-two transformations compare to your transfiguration?" Leon, who had transformed into a hellfire demon, laughed loudly and approached Olin while raising his flaming hammer.

"Who are you?" Olin gasped and stepped back, only to see the Hell Demon suddenly disappear and the black-haired man reappear. He just raised his hand slightly, and she was like being bound by invisible chains, unable to move.

Leon moved his wrist, lightning jumped on his fingertips, and he took out the palm thunder for the first time in a long time. As an ordinary spell, the palm thunder was a little weak in front of the advanced magical powers such as Samadhi True Fire and Samadhi Divine Wind, and there was no chance to use it. He transformed into Professor Yang, the King of Thunder and Lightning, and gave Olin a complete set of electrotherapy services.

Shila-

Shila-

Dazzling electric light flickered in the dim sewer. Olin's body twitched violently, an unnatural blush appeared on his pale skin, his braids were untied, and his hair stood up, making him look like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Lyon just taught Olin a lesson, but did not kill him, nor did he seize Olin's weapon or the Netherstone, because that crazy woman still wanted to leave it for evil thoughts.

Olin woke up in the middle of the night and found himself lying on the bed in the Temple of Baal, his body sore and weak, and covered in blood. But when did she not have blood on her body? After checking again, the two daggers were beside him, and the Nether stone was well embedded in them. He remembered that she was going to go out to kidnap...

"It must be a dream, otherwise there is no way to explain it." Olin rubbed his temple, trying to sort out his thoughts.

That bizarre experience could only be explained by a dream - otherwise how could there be such a deformed monster and she was intact.

Although he convinced himself that he was dreaming, Olin remained well behaved for the whole day, until the night fell the next day, when his desire to kill was stirring again.

Olin took action again, no longer thinking about Leon. Even though he was convinced it was a dream, he was still frightened. Instead, he set his sights on the Archdruid Halsin - poor Archdruid Halsin suffered, as the Archdruid still could not understand the Chosen of Baal.

"We must save Harsin!" Xie Nian, who took the kind path, had a determined light in his eyes, and he really had nothing to say about the friendship of his companions.

"I heard that the Temple of Baal is in the city sewers, but to get in you have to become a blasphemous assassin... We can go to the Murder Court and think of a solution." Leon is a player who has completed the game. "I know the entrance to the Court - it's in a coffin shop."

Sarevok, the judge of the Murder Court, is also the descendant of Baal, the God of Murder. He is an important character in the entire game series and is not an easy person to deal with. However, he is still overwhelmed when facing the protagonists, and a shocking secret involving Olin's life experience is revealed during the process.

After a hard battle, the protagonists finally passed the Murder Court and headed straight to the Temple of Baal.

"Hollow husk. Maggot. A Bhaalspawn, wallowing in the mud with these pigs. Unworthy of the murder god's blessing."

"You wanted a taste of my dominance. An altar dripping with his unwilling flesh. Dry, dying, tick, tick, tick."

Olin's body suddenly twisted and swelled, his skin tore, layers of keratin scales protruded from the surface, his bones reorganized, and there was a teeth-grinding sound. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a tall killer, waving four arms, looking particularly hideous in the dim firelight.

The former elect Xie Xin meets the current elect Olin, and they start a one-on-one duel under the watchful eye of Baal.

How can a warlock fight against Orin in killer form? How can a spellcaster fight against a warrior or assassin? The answer is to use the monster hold spell.

Xie Nian used the shield spell and the flash spell to avoid Olin's attack, ensuring that he would not be torn to pieces by Olin in an instant. Then he used the monster immobilization spell and combined it with the super magic: upgraded spell to successfully control Olin... The process was definitely not that simple, there were dangers and also luck.

Arcane missiles, flame rays, disintegration... Evil defeated Orin, and his steward Celeritas immediately appeared from the shadows, dancing excitedly, cheering that from now on Evil would become Baal's chosen one, and then his whole body began to tremble: "He is nearby... He is coming to find you."

His celebration was suddenly interrupted, and his body was strangely suspended in mid-air with his limbs twisted.

The next second, countless sharp knives pierced out of his body and blood spilled like rain.

The reflection of Celeritas emerged in the pool of blood on the ground, and the eyes of the huge skull statue on the wall of the Temple of Baal glowed red... Baal, the god of murder, appeared in the image of Celeritas in the reflection of the pool of blood dripping from Celeritas.

"This is not what I expected." The voice of the Avatar of Baal was low, like a blade scraping against stone, as the reflection in the pool of blood. "But you are still alive, and her blood has returned to me. You are my chosen one."

"Accept my gift. Use it to tear the world apart," the Avatar of Baal continued.

Leon watched from the side, sneering and curling his lips. What gift? It was just the Killer Form, a weak form... Well, being a weakling in the game doesn't mean you're still a weakling in reality. As for the Decree of Death? That's just the way it is.

That was a kind and evil thought. Who knows why a big evil man would become kind after losing his memory? It didn't take much time to reject Baal's gift and said, "I refuse. I will completely get rid of your control."

"You reject me?" The pupils of the Baal incarnation shrank slightly. "You are my offspring. My sinful blood flows in your veins."

"Your life is mine. Accept your inheritance, or I will take it back," Barr threatened.

"I don't need any of this." Xie Nian said, "My only family are those who fight alongside me."

"You rejected my blood, so I will take it all back." The incarnation of Baal raised his hand and clenched his fist. The evil thoughts were immediately pulled into the air by the invisible force, and blood mist poured out of his body. "I will create another qualified child."

When the last trace of blood mist was drawn away, the evil thought fell heavily on the stone slab, and his pupils lost focus.

For the first time in hundreds of years, the Temple of Baal fell silent. No chanting, no screaming, no prayers.

Next, an exciting scene in the game appeared, which was also the scene that Leon was most looking forward to. For this reason, he let Olin go and the gravekeeper appeared.

"You defied Baal, your lord and father, and in so doing you earned your place among the brave and heroes."

"But the sacred universe that binds you to the Lord of Murder is diametrically opposed to your courage."

"Now you have no faith - no belief in the gods - and are doomed to wander forever in the realm of obscurity."

"I will never allow this to happen, despite all the forces of life and death that dictate it."

"I still have some of my power, and I will infuse it into you, someone who will challenge the gods and live to tell the tale."

"This war is not over yet. This is also your war. The one who can look Baal in the face and disobey Baal will surely have the last laugh in any crisis."

"So, rise up, challenger of the gods, and prepare to fight once more. As long as I live, death will never take you away."

The gravekeeper circled around the dead Evil Thought, and when he raised his hand, Evil Thought woke up, holding his chest.

The incarnation of Baal didn't say a word from beginning to end. Who knows whether he left after seeing the evil thought die, or left with the gravekeeper.

Anyway, Leon was excited. He longed for that kind of power. He was not satisfied with his current strength and he wanted to become stronger.

(End of this chapter)