Greece brings evildoers

Chapter 554 The Ring of Darkness, Embers of Fire

Southern Britain.

  Swoosh! Whoosh!

Two vague figures chased and fled, like the strong wind passing through the border, crossing the wasteland, running through dense forests, crossing the mountain stream, and striking countless birds and beasts along the way.

After a stalemate for a while, the chaser took the lead in throwing an olive branch:

"Or why don't we quit first?"

"OK."

The fugitive agreed.

However, the speed of both sides not only did not slow down, but was faster.

"Everyone said a truce, why are you running away?"

"Since you are going to have a truce, why is the concentration of magic factors around you still increasing?"

"It's not because you are secretly reciting fairy words in your mouth!"

"Aren't you also outlining the Rune of Lun behind your back?"

The master and apprentice in the air looked at each other quietly, showing an awkward but polite smile.

Since the agreement was made to study in actual combat by placing curses to each other and unraveling curses to each other, Luo En and Vivian, the half-way master and apprentice who had their own ulterior motives, began round after round of competition.

At first, both sides won and lost.

Vivian was happy to see that she could not only learn something, but also tease her teacher.

But as time went by, she gradually won fewer and lost more, and in the end she almost became a guinea pig who experimented with different spells.

The reason is that this teacher seems to be very knowledgeable and masters a variety of spell systems. With various fantasy ideas, he can always create various curses and prohibitions that are eye-catching.

——For example, animalization, petrification, aphasia, falling when touched, forced precepts... and so on

On the contrary, although Vivian herself is an expert in Okan Shuwen and the Fairy Spell, her methods are limited. After repeated spells, her existing spells have almost been fully understood and cracked by her teacher.

As one goes up and the other goes down, Vivian naturally can't play with her teacher.

And games can only stimulate motivation to continue playing.

If she is on the table just to get a hammer, it is a hobby that **** has, and she doesn't have this interest.

After suffering a burst of beatings, Vivian decisively stopped the teaching game of placing curses and resolving curses.

However, the game is easy to start but difficult to end.

Lorne is trying to force Vivian out his practical level and various hidden means through various extreme pressure methods to prevent this good student from "back stabbing" in the future, so he would not agree to stop.

Seeing that the request was fruitless, Vivian quickly turned around and Loen chased after him.

So, the master and apprentice crossed most of the Cornwall area.

"It's pretty boring."

“I think too”

"Why don't you stop?"

"Count one, two, three, let's go together."

"good!"

Luo En nodded confidently, but raised his hand sinisterly from behind and spit out numbers from his mouth.

“3!”

“Buzz!”

At the same time, a bright purple-red magic beam broke through the air and ran into the curse bullet that Loren raised his hand and threw.

Accompanied by the violent explosion, the master and apprentice looked at each other awkwardly.

Another crash...

This old liar really didn't say a word of the truth!

While scolding the teacher Meilin's unscrupulous character in his heart, Vivian had a sudden inspiration and turned into flying petals with the aftermath of the explosion, and fell to the town below in the wind.

The game of casting and resolving curse requires a quieter environment. Once you enter the town, there are many people around you, and even if your teacher is itchy, it is not easy to do anything in public.

Otherwise, she would have to shout "beast" in public and try it.

However, as soon as Vivian landed, the malicious smirk on her face frozen.

It was clearly during the day, but it was terrible.

The whole city is like dead.

Something happened?

Luo En, who landed in the town a little slower, also noticed something was wrong. He looked at Vivian, pushed open a house together, and walked in.

There are only gray-white embers left in the firewood pile in the stove, and the bottom of the pot still has residual heat.

The family of three who were dining at the table lay on the table in unmoving motion. There were also half-eat boiled vegetables, soup and noodle cakes on the plate.

Luo En stepped forward, helped the three of them up, and after careful inspection, he frowned deeply.

The heartbeat stopped, the pupils spread out, and a slight corpse zombie appeared in the body, which was no longer helpful.

“Go somewhere else to check it out!”

Vivian nodded and quickly pushed open the doors of several other houses.

The results are surprisingly consistent.

The townspeople all lay on the ground, lost their vital signs, and died in their homes in a strange way. "The fire was left with heat and the food did not move. According to the situation on the scene, the time should have been last night. There was no trace of resistance at the entire scene. They seemed to be killed in an instant..."

Luo En's eyebrows were tightened, and he couldn't figure it out in his mind.

Too strange.

What actually slaughtered a town with a population of thousands within a night?

“It’s a wild hunter…”

Vivian stood up from a corpse, pinching a wisp of gray mist with his fingertips.

"The monsters that climbed from the ground broke into the town and plundered the souls of the living."

Luo En was a little puzzled when he heard this:

"Don't the gods of Danu do not care about these undead people?"

"That's up to you."

Vivian answered helplessly and explained the whole story to Loren casually.

Due to the repeated [Great Invasions], countless gods and monsters fell, and the entire Celtic God Age was almost a huge [cemetery], with the corpses of powerful creatures buried everywhere.

In addition, in the fairyland called [that world] in the Celtic God Generation, there is a lack of [the underworld] with clear functions, which undoubtedly increases the difficulty of managing the undead.

Therefore, the Celtic God Generation has become a breeding ground for the [Wild Hunting]. Once the power of death in the earth veins accumulates to a certain extent, a large number of undead will be awakened and spontaneously form a large army of wild hunters, plundering the vitality and souls of living people everywhere.

Faced with such irregular disasters, the gods of Danu, who are not unified within, are also powerless and often choose to sweep the snow in front of their own houses and only bear the troubles in the territory.

In remote and wild places like Cornwall, no Lord is willing to help. He can only let the undead rob the living energy and souls, and regain life and death, and automatically return to the ground.

And this is indeed the case.

Lorne remembers that the Wild Hunter King in Celtic mythology has different people in charge in different areas.

  The Irish region is the military **** Nuada, Scotland is the Queen of the Shadow Country, Wales is a demigod named Gwyn, and England is the legendary King Arthur.

But now, King Arthur is not born yet, and naturally no person in charge of Cornwall belonging to England bears this responsibility.

Looking at the small town that turned into a dead city, Vivian was a little distressed: "What should I do now?"

Luo En sighed and said, "The dead are the most important thing. Dispose of the body first to avoid the epidemic nearby."

Vivian nodded in agreement and prepared to move the body to the square and burn it collectively.

However, as soon as she cast a spell to lift a victim, a black flame-like halo suddenly lit up on the body, and the blue-white arm on the right suddenly straightened and unexpectedly grabbed her ankle.

Vivian's face changed, and the wand immediately shot out a purple-red arc of light, slashing the arm that was grabbing him.

But even after falling to the ground, the arm continued to crawl towards Vivian's feet like a stiff and dying centipede.

At the same time, the male owner, who had an arm missing in the room, slowly climbed up from the ground, leaving only the white eyes staring at the living creature in front of him, and a low roar like a wild beast broke out from his mouth.

“Does go!”

A golden flame shot forward, brushing through the ends of Vivian's hair and landing on the male resident with broken arms.

Suddenly, a blazing fire ignited, burning the stiff and strange figure into ashes.

The crisis was lifted, and Vivian breathed a sigh of relief.

Loren walked into the door and frowned and asked:

"What's going on? Aren't they dead?"

"I don't know either. A dark halo suddenly appeared on the corpse just now, and then he came alive and attacked me."

Vivian grinded her silver teeth unhappily and kicked a pool of ashes on the ground to vent her anger.

Luo En hesitated for a moment and pointed behind him:

"Is the dark aura you mentioned like this..."

Vivian looked in the sound and saw black light columns rising from the square. Dozens of "towners with strange blue-black patterns appeared on their skin, climbing up from the pile of corpses, looking at the two outsiders in front of the door with pale and gloomy eyes.

A strong malice came to my face, filled with the curse of rottenness to the living, and the dead to the living.

“Ho huh huh huh huh!”

At the same time, wild beast-like roars rang one after another, and similar black lights came from all over the town.

Immediately afterwards, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the house collapsed, and figures surrounded by black air broke through the door and gathered towards the center of the square like a tide.

Resurrection from the dead?

No, this is just a group of monsters that are transformed by some evil force after death, longing for flesh and blood and vitality!

The master and apprentice looked at each other without saying much, and they could recite the divine words at the same time.

As the last syllable fell, two magic circles covering the entire town were formed from the sky and the ground, a large number of magic factors rushed into it, gathering into meteorite-sized fireballs, smashing towards the ground one after another, leaving no room for movement for the corpses and monsters therein.

Faced with the blazing flames, figures with dark auras moved forward instead of retreating, and rushed madly towards the direction of the flames emitting light and heat and the breath of the living, like moths flying into the fire.

Or, chasing the ashes of the remaining fire...

The flames burned for several hours, and the entire town was burned to white ground. All the corpses and monsters also turned into ashes under the strangulation of these two large ritual curses.

The sunset was setting, and the master and apprentice stood on the charred land, praying for these residents who had suffered misfortune in hopes of soothing their souls and reducing their resentment.

After doing all this, the two embarked on the road to the north again.

However, not far away, the blazing fire light rose from a town in the distance, and screams, cries, roars and roars echoed in the wilderness.

(This chapter ends)