Simon felt that his body was gradually becoming shriveled and lifeless, but at the same time, his soul was undergoing rapid transformation under the influence of the transformation ritual, moving step by step towards the immortal eternity.

This is the silence of death corresponding to the resurrection of the God King. It is said that various lich transformation techniques of the necromancy system in later generations were originally inspired by it.

The light on the dragon-snake devouring pattern began to gradually dim, and the necromantic magic that had previously filled the entire tomb also began to gradually become thinner. This was while the Eternal Gift was still continuously guiding a huge amount of magic from the star realm.

Huge magical power was funneled into his etheric realm through rituals, which resonated with the mythical archetypes of this land in the past.

If we follow the theory of the Church of the Holy Spirit, this actually resonates with a silhouette of the Seventh Holy Spirit, the "Dead Man".

Imitation, resonance, proximity, and ultimately becoming, all ritual magic is nothing more than this.

It's almost over.

Feeling that the King Kou ritual was about to be completed, Simon, who was intoxicated with power, raised his hand and held it empty-handedly towards the tower guard who had been floating in mid-air.

In other words, the real "Crown of Black Water" that can command thousands of undead.

Not long ago, he was a mere mortal, a power he couldn't even touch.

But now, he can seize that power.

Once he holds it tightly in his hands, even the ancestor a thousand years ago, the King of Black Water who once triggered the wave of rotting undead that spread across the continent, is nothing but a pathetic person in front of him.

Just losers.

The great deeds that the ancestors have not completed will be completed by him.

But, before that.

Simon slowly put down his hand, first looked back at the descendant of the Tribunal who was struggling to say goodbye to the witch, and then moved his gaze back to the night sky in the dome.

The shadows of the three moon goddesses were already watching him.

All results have been determined, all causes need to be paid

The three voices overwhelmed the roars of countless undead and reached the depths of Simon's soul. The huge pressure made him kneel down even after he had reached the God's Realm.

In ancient times, people often called lunar magic contract magic, because all power originating from the lunar realm is essentially a transaction, and the transaction ultimately requires a price to be paid.

Twenty years ago, as a mortal, he took over the Blackwater Province, which was basically reduced to the royal backyard, from his weak father.

At this moment, he has held the power of the God of Death, achieved the realm of God's Domain, and stood at the top of the rule of the newly born Blackwater Kingdom.

None of this would be possible without the generous help of these three moon goddesses.

Now, it's time for them to demand a price.

"According to the contract, the newly born Blackwater Kingdom will have the Three Goddess as its only legal belief. Every church of the Holy Spirit Church will be knocked down, every page of scripture will be burned, and every missionary will be expelled."

Simon said humbly.

silence……

"According to the contract, the operation of the Star Law will be abolished in the Kingdom of Blackwater. The Stranger Lighthouse in the Thorn City and the Viper Lighthouse in the Blacklight City will be shut down. The moon realm magic based on the three goddesses will be open to everyone.

To spread the gospel of the goddess.”

Still silent...

"According to the contract, I will offer a sacrifice to each Lord."

Simon, who was kneeling on the ground, finally said.

But this time, there was movement in the night sky.

First, Queen Beris was whispered, and Her voice was the first to sound.

+a sword+

The jet-black knight sword "Judgment Four" lying on the side of Cass's throne was pulled by a few spider threads and made a sound.

Then came the voice of the Nightmare Lord.

+a soul fragment+

The huge sarcophagus surrounded by seven concentric circles in the center of the tomb cracked with a "click", and a mist spread in, and then a dark crow's feather was lifted out of it.

Finally came the answer from the hungry lady.

+a seed+

Rotten vines also climbed up the sarcophagus and stretched into the crack, rolling out a flawless white seed.

Seeing this, Simon finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is not clear what their purpose is in asking for these things, fortunately they do not ask for more money.

Before he could express his gratitude, Cass suddenly erupted with a huge roar not far away, turning Simon's attention.

The man who looked crazy was twisting his arms bit by bit at this moment, just to free one hand from the restraints.

But does this make sense?

So what if there are no restraints on him at this moment?

Thinking of this, Simon looked at Cass with a hint of pity in his eyes.

To be honest, he didn't hate this man whose fate had been controlled by him. On the contrary, he greatly admired his courage and tenacity.

If he had been a little more selfish, a little more cowardly, or a little more hesitant in making some decisions, I'm afraid this plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly.

In that case, I will need to spend more time and effort to get to this point.

But it's a pity, Cass is a real warrior.

Sometimes Simon even felt that if the other person's origins had not destined him to be a sacrifice in this king's bandit ceremony, maybe this outspoken swordsman would be a subordinate worthy of his recruitment and training.

What a pity……

So when Cass used his broken hand to tremblingly pull out a demon-sealing rune from his pocket, Simon only showed a regretful expression and did not take any measures to stop it.

It's really pitiful that even if this is the case, we still have to struggle in vain.

Simon thought.

A demon-sealing rune that can only seal a seventh-level spell at most, judging by its size, what kind of waves can it cause now?

The nightmare maid on the side also stood there and watched with interest, without the slightest intention to stop him.

Because his broken hand really didn't have the strength to crush it, Cass directly put the demon-sealing rune into his mouth, and then chewed it hard.

Violent lightning burst out from his mouth, and then directly penetrated the blocking fog, opening a twisted space made of lightning about three meters in front of him.

Space beacon?

Simon looked at the twisted space in confusion.

Originally, he thought it would be some offensive spell, but in the end, he just cast an auxiliary spell that lit up the teleportation coordinates.

But what can it do?

At the same time, on the other side, the sword, feathers and seeds, these three items as rewards for the contract, were gradually approaching the night sky projected on the dome of the tomb, guided by the three kings of nothingness.

But the moment the twisted space appeared, they stopped their movements at the same time.

The three kings of nothingness focused their gazes there fiercely.

The twisted space exploded, "hissing" lightning flew everywhere like snakes, and the impact of the space breaking caused a burst of dust.

When the dust dispersed, a man with gray-white hair, silver eyes, and a slightly aged face appeared there.

He wore bone armor twisted like flames, with countless rune totems engraved on it. Ice blue and blood red light flowed on it, and finally converged on a fist-sized black crystal in the center of the armor.

.

In his hand, he held a staff made of pure frost, with a blood-red magic ball inlaid on the top.

As soon as this person stood still, he neither looked at Cass, who was using the demon-sealing rune to place the teleportation beacon, nor paid attention to the Nightmare Maid standing next to him, nor even glanced at the person not far away who had taken over the authority of the God of Death.

Simon Ward.

"I didn't expect to meet an old acquaintance just after I arrived."

William Kane looked up at the three kings of nothingness above the night sky and said with great emotion.

The next moment, except for William, the voices of the three kings of nothingness resounded in the minds of everyone present.

It is no longer as high-minded as before, with a voice as emotionless and waveless as contempt for ants.

It was a voice mixed with hatred, confusion, anger and other intense emotions.

Two words.

They only said two words.

In other words, a title.

In the moon realm, many powerful and ancient moon realm monsters, including the Void King, are unwilling to mention that person's name directly.

And when they are talking about certain topics that cannot get around that person, they will use this title to refer to him.
Chapter completed!