Chapter 1504 The other side of the soul, the chant of the underworld!
The entire royal city, all the forces that were paying attention to this century-old war, all let out a sigh of relief and relaxed. No matter what the outcome was, it was over.
What needs to be considered now is how to deal with Heinrich after his victory?
"This result is really..."
Selan looked at the magic crystal curtain above his head slowly disappearing, revealing the sky covered with dark clouds, feeling lost.
"What? Disappointed?"
Dvořák joked.
"Honestly, I admire people like Downton."
Seran curled his lips. He did not look down on Heinrich. Being able to use artifacts properly was also a kind of ability. He just felt that Downton's death was not worth it.
"I admire Heinrich's mind very much. He can make those servants of God. In some ways, he is the first person in the mainland."
Dvořák stared at the hall with burning eyes.
"Do you know why I haven't taken action? I was just worried about his endless tricks. I cultivated so many consumables to test him, but I didn't expect that Downton would be used to great effect."
"Pity……"
Selan sighed, but no one knew what he was referring to.
"Let's start. According to the agreement, when I deal with Heinrich, the spoils will be his head and Di Lanxue."
The No. 1 rising star is gearing up. His force value is already No. 1 in the world, but his only shortcoming is his brain, so he sets his sights on Heinrich, who is a top student.
"You'd better wait!"
The blind girl interrupted, touching the crystal ball with a solemn expression, "The body is dead and the soul is gone, but I can't predict the fate of Downton's return."
"Huh? There are still changes?"
Selan raised his eyebrows.
In the hotel, the head of the imperial sister group and the literary girl were relatively speechless.
"Is this the most perfect work of the old monster? Putting aside the overall quality, isn't this will too weak?"
Lorraine pouted.
"Winning too much is not a good thing. Among the heroes in history, who is so arrogant?"
Madeleine sighed. "And he admires his ancestors so much that he actually works hard to become a top student. Little does he know that the old monster has already gone through this road and it proved that it doesn't work. That's why he made him."
"Speaking of which, you are so cruel that you didn't even take action to rescue Downton. Fortunately, he was lucky. The lucky blessing Sissi gave him took effect."
Lorraine patted her flat chest.
"I don't want to be caught by the old monster, otherwise Downton will return and kill Heinrich, and he will definitely have an excuse to intervene in the war."
Madeleine just said it casually. In fact, she knew that with the pride of the old monster, she would never do such a thing.
In the empty church square, Wallenstein and Assadin sat on a bench, watching the white doves pecking at the bread crumbs.
"Old friend, don't be disappointed, Xiaohai can do this, you should be proud of it."
Assadin comforted.
"It's a pity that this is not what I want."
Wallenstein put down the bread bag. He stood up, patted the non-existent soil on his robe, and turned to leave.
"Don't you want to see the results?"
Assadeen's inquiries received no response.
Wallenstad's lonely figure disappeared into the long deserted street.
The sky, I don’t know when it started, was filled with fine snowflakes.
White doves soar!
When Downton woke up, he had a splitting headache, like a hangover. The images in his mind were fragmented and could not be connected and integrated at all.
Suddenly, Downton's body shook, and he jumped up, assuming a defensive posture. However, due to excessive force, he staggered a few steps and almost fell down.
"What is this place?"
Downton's brows furrowed tightly, enough to pinch a sea crab to death, "Am I not dueling with Heinrich?"
Upon entering, there was an empty tavern with tables and chairs. There was a bar counter, wine cabinets, and fine wines on display.
Downton did not call anyone, but looked around cautiously.
There was no dust on the table, but the tavern was quite quiet. Judging from the deserted appearance, there must have been no customers for a while.
There are no stairs leading to the second floor, and there are no windows, just a closed door.
"Homer? The cheap god?"
Downton called, but there was no response, so he walked out of the door.
Downton didn't notice that on a table in the corner of the tavern, behind a wooden wine glass, there was a blue cube the size of a fist. Judging from the material, it should be made of some kind of crystal.
After Downton left, some strange words flashed across the cube, and a piece of music played softly.
Crunch!
The rusty wooden door that lacked oil was pushed open.
The cold wind howled, carrying yellow dust, blowing through the dilapidated streets. It was a dilapidated scene. No, it should be more appropriately called the end of the world.
There is no human habitation, not even ants, insects, or rats. The world seems to be dead, and no sound can be heard.
The houses on both sides collapsed, were charred, and were covered with spider webs. The entire town that had been devastated by the war looked like a girl who had been ravaged by thugs and abandoned her body in the wilderness. It was so miserable that it was unbearable to look at.
Judging from the position of the sun, it was not yet dusk, but the sky was filled with bright red, as if it had been poured with thick blood, and there were thick clouds that lingered for a long time.
When the thick clouds moved away a little, Downton was shocked to see that only one-third of the sun was left, like cheese left by wild dogs.
A translucent ghost of the victim floated over, and screams of death were everywhere.
Downton snapped his fingers, and divine magic exploded, purifying these evil spirits. However, his mood did not get better at all, because he smelled a strong smell of death floating in the air.
"what happened?"
Downton's frown deepened. The magic energy in the air was like a spring on the verge of drying up. It was terrifyingly scarce and had a violent attribute. Inhaling it into the body was like swallowing poisonous mist.
The Dawn and Dawn bloodline has been activated and is being purified spontaneously.
Downton radiated his soul power and discovered that various natural elements had declined terribly, as if they were dead, with almost no activity. He needed to enter a deep meditation state to awaken them.
Mingjing Zhishui spread without any feedback.
In order to save magic energy, Downton released the Fiery Nightmare, but this hell horse, which had been accustomed to the harsh environment of the abyss, became restless and wanted to throw Downton off the horse.
The sound of horse hooves is dull.
"What the hell is this place?"
Downton turned around but couldn't find even a single maggot, and he discovered that the magic energy in his body was flowing out into the air uncontrollably.
If this continues, the rank will fall.
Without any clues, Downton was ready to go back to the tavern to have a look, but when he walked in, he found that it was completely different from the one he woke up from just now.
"Am I in an illusion?"
Downton opened the eyes of the stars, which could see through all illusions, but found that this was a real world, and then he finally understood the origin of the discomfort.
Isn't this what it feels like to be exposed to the radiation from the Tower of Profanity on the front line of the Legion? Downton decisively released the Flame of the Goddess. As expected, he felt much better, and the flow of magic energy also slowed down.
Without any clues, Downton could only move forward along the road, hoping to find a big city first. Generally speaking, even in the end of the world, a big city will become the last settlement.
"As long as there are traces of people, you can be sure what kind of ghost place this is."
Downton's ideals were full, but the reality was bone-chilling. For seven days in a row, his entire field of vision was filled with such desolation and abandonment, making his mood darken.
The most terrifying thing was that the sky was always filled with blood, and the dusk seemed to be endless, making Downton think that time had frozen.
Woof!
A weak dog bark suddenly sounded, and Downton's spirit was immediately shaken, he turned his horse's head and ran over.
Not to mention dogs, even if they are undead, Downton will go and see what happens. Even in the inaccessible morning fog border, he has never experienced a time when he couldn't look at anyone for seven days.
A black haze appeared, but Downton did not panic because he had experience. This was the lingering corpse aura from too many dead people.
Downton flew into the air, activated his Eyes of Stars, and looked down at the earth. Corpses were everywhere and flags were broken. It was indeed a big battlefield.
A scrawny wild dog was running away, with many dead souls following behind it. Every once in a while, it would turn back and bark.
"Hey, this seems to be deliberately attracting monsters? Is there any hidden secret?"
Downton noticed that this was a fox hound with patched wounds. Although the stitches were crooked, it could be determined that it had an owner.
The foxhound obviously often does this kind of work, and is very smart and experienced. After making sure that it would not be killed by the undead, Downton flew away to search other places.
A weak soul wave appeared in Mingjing Zhishui, and Downton immediately flew to the northwest.
I saw a child lying in a low-lying pit. In order not to be discovered, her body was huddled together as much as possible. Coupled with the tattered sheet she was wearing, she looked like a rotten mushroom.
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"What are you doing?"
Downton was dumbfounded. This child, who was only five or six years old, was holding a rusty dagger in both hands and was panting and digging into the rotten soil, completely ignoring the pungent stench.
A human rib was dug out, and the child smashed the bone with a snap. A maggot immediately twisted and tried to escape by burrowing into the ground.
The child's dull face was full of food, and he was suddenly as excited as if he had discovered a gem. He speeded up and dug through the soil.
After catching the maggots, the child immediately raised his head and made sure that no undead spirits were coming. He unscrewed the small bottle hanging around his neck, carefully stuffed the maggots in, patted them with satisfaction, and continued to dig out the next one.
"You don't want to eat, do you?"
Downton could see that the child looked at the maggots as if he were looking at the sweetest cake in the world, and he also knew that there were very few maggots in this world.
Downton was tormented by so many questions in his mind that he couldn't bear to read any more and landed directly, ready to ask what happened.
Snapped!
Downton stepped on the ground, making only a slight sound, but the child, like a frightened rabbit, stopped all movements, lowered his body, quickly raised his head, and observed the surroundings covertly.
When he saw Downton's sudden appearance, the child was startled and immediately pretended to be dead in an attempt to get away with it.
"Hey, I don't mean any harm!"
Downton uses mainland China's lingua franca.
As soon as the words came out, the child knew that he could not hide away, and immediately bared his teeth at Downton like a wild dog, trying to scare him away. (To be continued.)