Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 184 Those who seek death will eventually die
Unconsciously, Nemesis disappeared, but the disappearance of the wizard who had always protected them from monster attacks did not attract the attention of the crowd.

Because at this time, after they found that the monsters had fallen into a controlled state and could not attack people, they immediately fell into a carnival. They praised the greatness of Tezca and Azul and threw stones at the monsters in anger.

"Wait, where is that blasphemer?! He actually dared to mislead the believers of Tezca and made them leave the protection of the pyramid. I'm afraid he has been killed by the monster now. He deserves to die!" A middle-aged man seemed to remember the existence of the wizard and shouted loudly.

Another old man said viciously: "Those hypocrites believed what the pagans said. They don't deserve to live! It's better for them to die! Even if they don't die, I will kill them and sacrifice them to the great Tezca!"

Their words were agreed by everyone present. They looked around with resentful eyes, trying to find the pagan who had always protected them, but to no avail.

Even Nemesis, a proud dragon who never cared about the thoughts of ants, was amused by the shamelessness and stupidity of these Niksalans. Was there anything wrong with him saving them?
Very good, they are indeed a group of ants.

Nemesis gave them a cold look and ignored them. He didn't need to take any special action. When the twisted psychic energy in the obelisk erupted, they would suffer the greatest pain.

Only a few hundred Niksalan people arrived alive from the outskirts of the entire square. Such a scene naturally attracted the attention of the two great shamans.

Tiqisi flew into the sky, glanced around, and raised her eyebrows in surprise: "These slaves are not dead yet?"

Seeing those believers waving their hands excitedly when they saw her, trying to attract her attention, Tiqis chuckled, with a hint of cruelty flashing in her eyes.

"Since your relatives and friends are dead, why don't you go and keep them company? The city of Nazca doesn't need survivors to tell its story!"

She raised her slender fingers, and her skin, shiny and delicate like black pearls, was wrapped in terrifying divine power, creating waves of aqua blue in the air.

But Kuzco stopped her: "Tikis, stop playing."

"Those refugees don't matter. Even if they are alive now, they will die soon. Please help me pray to God to start the summoning ceremony." Kuzco knelt on the ground, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together in front of his chest and whispered.

Tiqis clicked her tongue, put down her fingers impatiently, knelt on the ground and began to pray. The refugees were furious to see that the Great Shaman ignored them. They believed that they must have been saved by the pagan, which led to the Great Shaman abandoning them. So they tried even harder to find the wizard, kill him, and sacrifice him to the great gods to wash away the sin of being saved by the pagan.

"My heavenly father, Lord of the Pole Star Tent, God of Water/Fire! Your followers here beg you to cast your gaze, because the ritual materials you requested are complete. The humble followers here pray for the steps of the summoning ritual to open the door to the Maztecs from the other world."

The crimson vortex of the obelisk started to spin faster and faster, sucking monsters in one after another. Red electric currents began to permeate the air, and traces of twisted and crazy wills lingered around the great shaman and the shamans presiding over the ceremony.

"Calm down!" Kuzco shouted. Behind him, the shamans whose eyes were beginning to turn crazy were immediately awakened.

Golden light appeared around them, enveloping the bodies of these shamans, and the weak twisting force was quickly isolated.

But is that really the case?

If Kusco observed carefully, he would find that the bodies of the shamans who were hit had undergone different degrees of changes. Some had six fingers, and some had eyes on their chests. These growth locations were relatively obscure and very difficult to be discovered.

In the distance, Nemesis, whose figure had disappeared, curled his lips as he watched the obelisk sucking.

"It's not enough, suck it up, suck it up a little more."

At this time, the Niksalans around him had fallen into madness and pain due to the influence of the twisted psychic energy. Their bodies twisted on the ground, making shrill screams, and scales, eyes, tentacles, extra organs, these strange things broke through their flesh and bones and grew wildly on the surface of their bodies.

Without the shaman's powerful mental resistance and Kusco's divine protection, these Nickalan people faced the greatest malice of twisted psychic energy.

Nemesis squatted in front of the middle-aged man and the old man who shouted the loudest at the beginning, and lifted the magic concealment from them.

The pupils of the two people who saw Nemesis shrank, and they struggled to stretch out their hands, saying painfully: "Please, please, save our Shaman!"

Nemesis stepped on their outstretched hands, tilted his head and smiled, "You are such an impious hypocrite. You actually ask for help from a pagan like me. Tezca will punish you."

Fear and malice immediately appeared in the eyes of the two men. They looked at Nemesis with vicious eyes, and just as they were about to open their mouths to curse, they found that they could not make any sound.

"Shh." Nemesis put a finger in front of his mouth: "How are you supposed to talk without a mouth?"

They were stunned for a moment and tried to speak, but were horrified to find that it was not that they could not make a sound, but that the place where the mouth originally was had now become a nose, and the place where the nose originally was was now empty.

Nemesis stood up with satisfaction, snapped his fingers, and teleported all the mutated maggot-like Niksalans to the edge of the city.

If they stayed here, they would probably be killed by the aftermath of the battle.

You offended him, and you want to die so easily?
Haha, I’ll just live with this twisted body for the rest of my life.

After taking revenge on his enemy, the petty-minded Tome Dragon hummed a little tune happily and looked at the obelisk in the distance. At this time, most of the monsters in the square had been absorbed into it, and the vortex had grown from five centimeters to a five-meter-high behemoth.

"It's time to harvest." Nemesis narrowed his eyes and leisurely stretched out his scepter.

Sixth-ring Shaping Mythos spell—Twin Casting [Chain Lightning]!
"Whoosh!!"

But for a moment, Kuzco thought he was seeing things, but the dazzling red light was now rapidly multiplying.

Red chain lightning, like the wrath of God, suddenly tore through the dawn. Blazing lightning, as sharp as swords, pierced through the air and struck the surviving monsters standing there.

Two parts are four, four parts are eight, eight parts are sixteen.

As each lightning bolt fell, it split with a deafening roar, and the monsters' roars stopped abruptly. Their bodies trembled in the red light, as if they felt the ultimate fear. Then, as if all their strength was drained away, they collapsed to the ground and turned into a pool of black charred corpses.

Kuzco stood up suddenly and looked in the direction where the lightning came from in shock.

In the lightning, a figure could be vaguely seen standing, with long silver hair floating like a spider. The magic power as deep as the sea and the terrifying aura oppressed everyone's heartbeats. He was the controller of this catastrophe.

(End of this chapter)