Chapter 26 Swallowing Xiangliu's Corpse, S-Class Sealer Ning Pingle
Chapter 26 Devouring the Willow Corpse, S-Class Sealing Master Ning Pingle
Author: Scarlet Echo
Chapter 26 Devouring the Willow Corpse, S-Class Sealing Master Ning Pingle
"Welcome to the world of conjurers!"
Ning Pingle slowly raised his head. In the open space comparable to a large coastal city, countless thigh-thick black chains spread out from all directions in the room. His eyes penetrated the dense iron chains and finally saw the last
That huge thing in the middle.
It was an illusion like looking up at a mountain. Everything in his eyes seemed to be swallowed up by the creation in front of him. When he looked at the huge creature with its head raised like an ancient god, he seemed to feel that He was peering down from above.
Own.
"Oh my God!"
Ning Pingle spoke subconsciously.
What was imprisoned by thousands of chains was a leaden-gray snake head like a mountain. Even if Ning Pingle used all the words in his mind, it would be difficult to describe his majestic and brutal sense of power.
is God!
There is no shortage of shadows of such existences in the myths of various civilizations. Countless theologians have spent their entire lives pursuing their full picture, but cannot find it.
When Ning Pingle was trading with Xiang Liu before, he was pulled into a place similar to a spiritual space by Xiang Liu, and he also looked at the tip of the iceberg of the majestic giant from a distance in the sea of blood and corpses.
But looking from a distance and standing in front of that huge thing are completely different concepts.
Only when he actually stood here did Ning Pingle understand how lucky he was to be able to seal Xiang Liu.
The snake head that was torn off by force was so thick and perfect. It had been weathered by years, but it still seemed to be alive. On the beautiful figure, dense scales as big as a palm covered the snake head. It clearly looked like this.
The huge scales appear so small on its body.
He still maintains his original appearance when he was alive, with a face full of ferocious bone protrusions and a leaden-gray torso that looks like a stone sculpture, sealing in the majesty of his life.
Even though he is a dead god, he is still as powerful as hell in front of humans.
"This is one of Xiang Liu's Nine Heads, a very powerful being, right?"
Zhou Beimo said softly.
Ning Pingle took a deep breath:
"You are right, I have begun to wonder how I sealed Him back then."
"Have you thought about it?"
Ning Ping smiled and pulled the sacrificial mask from the back of his neck to his face.
The moment the mask fit on his face, the light of Zhong Kui's Evil Suppression Talisman flickered, and he suddenly hugged his head, a deep pain spreading, as if something was trying to come out of his brain.
The world turned pitch black at this moment, and iron chains broke out of the wall, hovering around Ning Pingle with eager eyes, but were pushed back into the wall by Zhou Beimo's wave.
If he doesn't stop it, Youli City's countermeasures will directly turn Ning Ping Le into a display object of rope art.
The senior conjurers around him felt a deep water-like pressure on their bodies. When Ning Pingle raised his head, a pair of dark green eyes slowly opened.
He seemed to have turned into Him, with a knife-like cold wind hidden in his eyes, he twisted his neck indifferently, and came to the restrained corpse of the god.
There was a shadow like black water spreading under his feet, and the restrained divine corpse was pulled underwater by the twisted arms extending from the black water.
The iron chains that restrained the divine corpse from moving collapsed at this moment. It was as if there was a huge mouth of the abyss hidden under the flowing black water, and it was completely swallowed up by the black water without any resistance.
"Two-ninths of the body is gone. So, Ning Pingle, if it's you, you won't live up to our expectations, right!?"
Zhou Beimo couldn't help but think.
The next moment, Ning Pingle's expression began to become ferocious, a strange and suppressed laughter came from his throat, and his bones creaked slightly.
A senior magician could no longer bear the pressure and gently grabbed the magic tool behind him, with cold sweat falling down his face.
A terrifying malice declares its existence without any scruples.
Even Zhou Beimo started to have a solid arrow of light surrounding him behind him.
Everyone present was a veteran in the world of magicians, and there were even some rare veteran players. They were top magicians who could beat anyone outside, but at this time they were completely silent.
The spells and spells gave them power and strength, and even extended their lives, but when they heard Ning Pingle's laughter, they seemed to hear the taunt of death.
"Ugh~ It feels like someone is pouring soy milk into an organ that doesn't exist. It's really disgusting!"
Ning Pingle raised his head again, slowly took off the sacrificial mask, retched, and showed a disgusted expression on his face.
"Haha~"
Zhou Beimo couldn't help but laugh when he saw this expression.
Now it’s absolutely certain!
It's not just a matter of the player's inherent physical attributes, he can even easily hold his own when confronting Xiang Liu.
The development direction of a small number of members in the conjurer group is biased towards the direction of sealing. In the parlance of the organization, these people are talents in the direction of sealing masters among conjurers.
The top group among them may not be seen in the world for hundreds of years. Each one is a proud man in the sealing field. I don’t know when, such people have their own titles——
The implication of the designated seal is that as long as the seal object is appropriate, even a god may be completely sealed into the body by them, with almost no impact.
There is no doubt that this young man, Ning Pingle, is a genius in the field of seal masters. He is a natural psychic who can seal even the remains of gods. He is a genius who has the opportunity to compete for the position of [Designated Seal].
Ning Pingle let out a squeaking sound in his mouth, and said tangledly: "Is there no problem in this way? It is not an easy task to seal something like this.
I will eat all of Xiang Liu, and I will leave the rest to you, is there no problem?"
"certainly."
Zhou Beimo raised his head and said: "You have liberated a top combat force, Ning Pinngle, you have really helped a lot.
In this way, the hidden options are activated, welcome to join us, newcomer."
His smile didn't look fake.
Every time a new conjurer joins, he will be very happy.
"Externally, we generally claim that we are from [Spark], but internally, we prefer to call ourselves [Organization]."
Zhou Beimo winked at him, went over and patted his shoulder and said:
"Welcome, the new S-class conjurer, and...the Dawn Sword!"
"I am here"
A mechanical female voice suddenly sounded.
"Ning Pingle, I officially represent Xinghuo and invite you to join. If you agree, please say yes."
"I'm sure. Thank you organization for giving me this opportunity."
"Verification passed, magician authority begins."
"Ningpingle, temporary number S0076FY"
…
In the corner of the room where Prime Minister Liu's body was imprisoned in Youli City, Jiang Meng hid behind the crowd, quietly looking at Ning Pingle's figure, and whispered:
"Ning Pingle, once you embark on this road, you will never be able to turn back. Both sides of this road are the bones of the forerunners who fell on the road. I don't know how many people died because of this...
But this is the only path you can take, so do your best and struggle to the end, Ning Ping Le."
…
[Location: Daxia·Tiandu City·Tiandu University Campus·Supercomputer Special Computer Room·Fourth Basement Underground]
An illusory light and shadow swayed in the air, which was the host computer of [Xiezhi·Dawn Divine Sword], a dedicated artificial intelligence of [Xinghuo].
In front of the projection, countless dense data streams are shuttled.
Instructions sounded one after another.
"Unlock the permissions related to the temporary number "S-level seal master: Ning Ping Le""
"Spark database security lock, unblock"
"Haizhi·Dawn Divine Sword subroutine, activated"
"Xinghuo intranet rescue system, activated"
"Secret Document Database: S-level data is partially unblocked, and S-level and below are fully open."
"Yuli City Wenwang Temple Spell Tool Library: Quick application channel for B-level and above Spell Tools, unblocked; permission to use B-level and below Spell Tools, unblocked"
"Yuli City Wenwang Temple·Designated seal vault is opened" "Special department's right to hold weapons is opened"
"..."
"Welcome back, Ning Ping Le"
…
Zhou Beimo watched this scene quietly and said softly in his heart:
"The amount of spell power has not directly doubled. Compared with one-ninth of the power of Xiangliu Corpse recorded in the organization's classics, is the Xiangliu Corpse sealed by this boy stronger than the Xiangliu Corpse that undoubtedly resisted back then...
…”
"Oh, that means, as we guessed, what we are keeping is not one-ninth, but one-eighteenths?"
"Are you sure that they are not the gods in the middle echelon, but the fierce gods in the first echelon?"
"Ning Pingle, you have to work hard. It seems that there is a new person on the throne of the mythical magician."
…
【Location: Japan·Tokyo】
In a company located in a landmark building, a phone rang.
"Hey, well, it doesn't matter how long you stay in Daxia. If you have time, go and investigate the situation at [Xinghuo]. I heard that they have another S-class, try to find him as much as possible.
Well, if you have permission, I will give it to you here, but please remember not to be an enemy of an existence of this level."
…
In America.
In the East Slavic Federation.
In the Vigeland Federation.
In the Kingdom of Gapai.
In the Germanic Kingdom.
In the Federation of Eatli.
…
More and more conjurers who received the news turned their prying eyes to that ancient land.
Faintly, a new wave is beginning.
Street Diary:
【Dog Killing Diary】
An author: Ah, why can’t I get to know my girlfriend by writing novels?
Aowu Bei: Actually, I didn’t mention it. I met my girlfriend when she was writing novels.
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Xianyu Chengxian: Damn it, I haven’t been so seriously injured in the WKL battlefield.
Dry Water Singer: Why do you make money by writing novels, have girlfriends, and have such a wonderful life?
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Just stay together
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Salted Fish Becomes an Immortal: Hiss, Ma Dan, you really deserve to die
Dry Water Singer: The giant girlfriend has become a Fei Lu Tianbang...