Chapter 1895

There was a deafening sound suddenly heard from the dim forest. It was the long roar of the guardian Heavenly Dragon. When such a voice sounded, it actually meant that a greater movement was coming.

Sure enough, the earth began to shake. The old castle seems to be unable to hold on anymore. In the skyrocketing fire, countless stones are like splashes of water, which are shot all over the sky by the impact of fierce flames. And in such a disaster scenario, Strange, who had just put away the guardian Heavenly Dragon, appeared abruptly in front of the collapsed castle, and looked towards oneself with a sigh. .

He is carrying a head in his hand, more precisely, a deformed head.

It looks like a human appearance, but the overall facial features have been distorted into a deformed state. Especially the split structure of the mouthpiece like an Insect, and the tongue that looks like a living long worm, this guy should belong to the ranks of monsters.

In fact, he can indeed be called a monster.

This guy is called the blood god by people in this eastern European land, and his origin is related to an Earl hundreds of years ago.

200 years ago, an Earl under the Austrian king ruled here. At nearly fifty years old, he had taken three wives, but he did not have any heirs.

Unwilling to be reconciled to oneself, the territories acquired during a lifetime of running around ended up in the hands of an irrelevant person. This Earl had the idea of ​​longevity in his later years. And for this reason, he sheltered a bunch of heretic under the eyelids of the sky bishop, and the reason why he sheltered these heretic is because these heretic claim that oneself has mastered the summon blood god and bestows immortality method.

Although it was a very unwise act to offend Bishop in that era, under the temptation of eternal life, this Earl resolutely took the risk.

As a rare figure in the era, he was able to rely on his military merits to be awarded the title of Earl step by step. He made perfect arrangements for his own plan. And under his arrangement, what happened not at all was revealed, and the Holy See Paladin came to pay for such stupid things. Everything is where water flows, a canal is formed. The cult successfully summoned their so-called blood god, and he also got immortal life smoothly.

It's just that this eternal life is really far from what he imagined.

At first, he thought that the so-called blood god might have something to do with the legendary Vampire. So when he thought about it, the worst result was that oneself became a Vampire, and he could only hide in the dark night that's all.

Although this sounds bad, it is not unacceptable compared to eternal life. However, things were a bit worse than he thought.

Because the so-called blood god is simply not a Vampire, but an Evil God from a different space. And its so-called eternal life is not just a simple gift, but a very costly parasitic.

The blood god who came from the cultist summon was parasitic on this Earl's body, and it turned him into such a monster.

Become a monster. For humans, this may be worse than Death. Faced with such a result, Earl, who is still sensible, certainly cannot accept it. So he immediately ordered the massacre of these cultists, and destroyed everything about the cult ceremony.

However, the fault has been cast. He has become a monster that is irreversible. Because of the influence of parasitism, he knew exactly what the blood god who parasitized oneself and transformed oneself into a monster wanted. It wants to spread the own race in this World, and transform all humans like him into monsters like him.

For this Earl, who has made a big mistake, he really should not make mistakes again and again. So when his conscience found out, he began to have the mind to be perish with this blood god.

But asking the Buddha is easy to send to the Buddha. After all, it is the existence with the word of God in the name, and it is not so easy to perish with it.

First of all, this blood god is almost undying. Every drop of the turbid blood flowing through its parasitized body can function as if it is alive, and as long as such blood can find a living body, then it can give birth to a new monster in a parasitic way.

Such monsters are not afraid of knives and axes, and all the fatal harm to humans has no effect on them. The only way to kill them is to purify them with flames and burn them to ashes. But this method is only effective for ordinary monsters. For the subject of the Blood God, the flame cannot completely eliminate him.

It can only be weakened, but not destroyed. In response to this, Earl issued such an order to the own leader while also being sensible.

He ordered the own castle to be sealed, and used heavy pig iron to build a huge coffin for oneself. Afterwards, he walked to the torture rack at his own will, and after being completely burned, he was placed in this coffin by the owner and sealed up forever.

This is the only way he can think of as a human being. It is also the only thing he can do to pay for his own sins. In order to guard against the unexpected, he even left a legacy. If someone opened his coffin, let him reappear in the world. Then the descendants of his leaders will do everything possible to cremate him again and seal it up before he can fully recover.

The stories circulating in the nearby towns came from this legacy. The so-called sound of crutches crunching the ground is the unique feature of this Earl. After losing a foot in the war, he could only use crutches instead of walking all his life, and even if it was placed in the coffin, his silver crutches were always by his side.

The blood god can only make him live forever, not let him grow another leg. And if he really wakes up, if he doesn't want to crawl and walk, then crutches are his necessity.

As for why the target is a child? This is a rule of prey on the weak in nature.

The fighting power of the blood god is not strong, don't look at his name with a god word, but from the real God, he has a vast distance. Except for that peculiar undying ability, he simply has nothing to praise. Don't say it is against the existence of God's level. Even if an ordinary person is well-trained and well prepared, it is only a matter of paying a price to deal with him.

Under this premise, once he has fallen into a state of weakness and wants to recover, he can only start with those weak larvae.

This is also the reason why the residents of the small town use this word of mouth story to warn each other and protect their children. Because a stomach rumbling with hunger monster wants to attack a child, it is really simple.

The thing that sorcerer experienced at the beginning was an accidental event that the monster parasitized by the blood god got out of trouble. And the sorcerer, who had gone through nine deaths and still alive before sealing it, apparently regarded it as a show-off capital, and recorded it in the Kamar-Taj library.

This is actually a fair thing. After all, a sorcerer is also a human being. You can't stop others from boasting in their own notes and being arrogant. But the problem is that this misunderstood note clearly made Strange the wrong idea.

He originally thought this blood god was a visitor from hell, and oneself could follow the summon's ceremony and find a gate to hell, but now it seems that this is obviously not working .

Although the blood god came from other worlds, this other world is just an ordinary different space, and it has nothing to do with hell. After figuring this out, Strange naturally discovered that oneself had gone for nothing.

The reason why I said it again is because this is not the first time he has done such a thing. The vast number of notes made him hardly see a head, and in line with the principle of try one's luck, he simply changed his own mindset, starting with suspicious notes one after another to practically explore.

If good luck, he might be able to find a way to open the door of hell in a mysterious event that the author himself did not understand. But as far as the current situation is concerned, his luck is not good.

Before coming to this Eastern European town, and by the way, he resolved their fears of the blood god for hundreds of years, he had made a special trip to North America to find the legendary horror house. As a result, although the House of Horror was bombed by him, and the countless Evil Spirits in it were burned to ashes by him, he did not at all find a way to get through hell there.

The result here is not as good as the house of horror. At least there was a touch of hell there, and some big devil's shadows could be seen more or less. And here, it is simply the Evil God in the different space at work, and it is also a weak chicken Evil God.

In normal times, Strange didn’t mind carrying forward the Kamar-Taj style taught by Mordo Baron, sealing the parasitic head of the blood god with magic and placing it in their sorcerer’s Sanctum As exhibits to visit.

This can build up the confidence of young sorcerer apprentices and let them realize what a powerful sorcerer can achieve. Second, it can also deter Evil God in those different spaces, letting them understand that Earth is not only their hunting ground, but also their burial ground. But now, he obviously doesn't have this mood.

The magic fire of the protector Heavenly Dragon appeared on his hands, and the blood god who was originally known as undying was immediately burned to ashes. Afterwards, Strange didn't care about the remaining ashes in his hands, and directly took out a notebook from his pocket and sketched it out.

"Eastern European castles, this one can be crossed out. It's a waste of time. I really don't know how the former sorcerer was so arrogant. He can also be said of such a weak chicken role. Success is an experience of nine deaths and still alive. It seems that most likely is just a sorcerer apprentice."

"Forget it, get ready to go to the next place. Let me see, it is the pyramids in the Inca region , Is the exclusion zone for no survivors good? Or is it the new Mexico State Mysterious Tavern that can only be encountered by chance by chance?"

While burying the original note’s author’s unscrupulous bragging, Strange was worried about owning his next goal.

This is purely a matter of try one's luck, even he himself does not know what kind of things oneself will encounter before actually intervening in it. Maybe it is the gate of hell, maybe some other mysterious existence. In terms of probability alone, the former's probability is actually very slim.

If he could have a better choice, he would definitely not want the headless flies to run around. After all, in terms of luck, he has always been the one with the back. But unfortunately, he has no other choice, especially in such a tight time.

So he can only try one's luck one by one to see if the lucky Goddess will look at the face of that many people's lives and give oneself a special favor.

Probably, fortunately, Goddess really changed him because of this problem. Just when he was at a loss and planned to start off casually, suddenly, he felt a surge of special spells.

This fluctuation is on him, but it is not the result of his own mana changes. For this, Strange was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately took out the core of the shadow distortion that had been secretly collected before.

Not surprisingly, the special spell fluctuations appeared on this thing. And just when he watched the seal on the core shatter, thinking that the shadow distortion was about to be reborn. A cloud of shadows spewed out suddenly, and in an instant, it had already evolved into a familiar image.

Mordo Baron, his Teacher. This particular change surprised him, but he soon came back to his senses and immediately understood the hidden secrets, so immediately, he asked Mordo Baron in front of him.

"Teacher, did you arrange this? You deliberately left this core to me?"

"Of course. Otherwise, just trifling two mortals, How can I be qualified to use this level of spells?"

Mordo Baron’s answer is exactly the same as Strange’s guess, and Strange breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, it is inevitable to become curious.

"Why do you want to do this kind of thing? Is there anything you can't say to me in front of me?"

"Things are more complicated than you think. Tranch. You, me, or the entire Kamar-Taj are already involved in a big vortex. I didn't dare to confirm in such a vortex, how can we protect ourselves? So, I can only think of ways to make the most comprehensive measures."

The shadowed Mordo Baron sighed, and then he warned Strange.

"Listen, Strange, this is just one of my Avatars. I can only use this method to temporarily avoid their sight. Our time is running out, so I have to make a long story short . Death Canyon, let those people be careful about the situation there. The world is about to have terrifying turmoil, and the core of the turmoil is here. This is a conspiracy, everyone is plotted against, including us oneself. Therefore, we must as soon as possible Respond accordingly. Time is really running out!"