"Valerius Licinius, Master of the Gray Mist."
Accompanied by countless crazy and desperate whispers, it gradually disappeared.
Instead, there was a soft and pleasant voice.
"Finally I meet you. Thank you for waking me up. My name is the Corpse Eater."
She said, "Excuse me, are you here to make a deal with me?"
boom!
The gray fog in front of Licinius dissipated.
He stared blankly at the being that walked out from the depths of the gray fog and fell into deep thought.
"Hmm..."
I don't know what to say.
Although Baime-chan said that the evil god will show certain humanity and personification according to his consciousness.
It is like artificial intelligence constructs a concrete human form and simulates human voice in order to communicate with humans in a friendly manner and eliminate the barriers between each other.
But isn’t this a bit outrageous
Chapter 189 I command you in the name of the Undead King
What Licinius saw above the gray fog this time was no longer an indescribable image.
Because the gray fog absorbed his consciousness.
The evil gods have awakened from their slumber with the help of the power of the gray fog, and their images will become more humane when facing him.
And he is the master of the gray fog, so he can subconsciously pinch the faces of the evil gods.
Reasonable and reasonable...
But the woman in front of me is too shy.
The gray fog surged like a sea tide. The corpse-eating ritualist was wearing a modern white tube top and hip-hugging black hot pants from the previous life on Earth. Her long, snow-white, slender legs were covered in fishnet stockings. She seemed to be lying lazily in the void, supporting her head with her hands, with a bright and radiant smile.
She has long wine-red hair, a charming and delicate face adorned with heavy makeup, a pair of beautiful violet eyes with charming mist, a charming teardrop mole at the corner of her eyes, and red lips that are delicate and tempting.
Well, she's pretty, has a nice full body, a slim waist and long legs, and a kind heart.
After Li Xini awakened his memory, he also designed clothes similar to this.
However, Noren thinks it is too embarrassing, so he rarely wears it.
As for the other girls, Irena would wear them for him to see.
Well, maybe Augurola could negotiate.
As for Your Majesty, use the Gray Mist Rules to fool her next time. Perfect!
"It seems that you are very satisfied with my appearance, Lord of Gray Mist."
The Corpse Eater's beautiful eyes wandered as she smiled, her red lips bright and rich. "It seems that you humans like this image very much. I can feel that Gray Mist's consciousness has become happy. If it weren't for the fact that this first meeting is too abrupt, I might consider changing into another outfit."
Licinius's throat rolled over, not knowing what to say.
There is always a feeling of secretly looking at a big sister's figure on the street, and then being approached by her, breathing into her ear and teasing her, and even being taken home to lift her skirt for her to see.
etc!
He suddenly realized something: "Because of the constant resurrection of the evil gods, the power of the gray fog world is also gradually increasing. Could it be that Baime-chan and the others can become like you?"
The Corpse Eater stared at him, his voice soft and pleasant: "Bai Mu-chan? Is that what you call them? Why do you call them that? Is this a pet name for humans?"
Li Xini held his forehead with his hand and complained, "It's mainly because I have no choice. When I dream, voices like Baimu-chan and Annihilation-chan always appear in my mind. I got used to it after hearing them. I can only say that although people's XP is free, I suggest they go see a doctor."
"I see."
The corpse-eating ritualist smiled and said, "Then I hope you call me that, too."
God damn, why do I feel like I’m trying to compare myself with others
Li Xini's eye twitched: "Okay, Corpse Food-chan."
“Although I don’t know what Baimu and the others are thinking, the rules of the gray fog do allow them to transform into human forms. It just depends on whether they are willing.”
Shishi-chan smiled and said, "I appear in this form because I have been waiting for you to wake me up. After all, sleeping is a very boring thing for the evil god."
She held her face in her hands and asked with a smile, "So, are you here to trade with me?"
Licinius hummed, "I need the power of the dead."
"Yeah, okay."
Shishi-chan raised his white and tender left hand, and there was a scarlet mark of an inverted cross on the palm of his hand.
"Then I will share the power of the dead with you."
The gray fog began to vibrate, as if countless twisted and desperate souls were roaring hysterically.
The miracle of the dead is born!
For a moment, Li Xini felt a burning sensation in his palm.
A scarlet inverted cross also appeared on the palm of his left hand, emitting a strange light.
sacred…
distortion…
crazy…
Weird!
This is the power of the dead, the authority of God!
The palm of Licinius's right hand holds the power of dark alchemy.
The palm of the left hand has the ability to reverse life and death!
Licinius took a deep breath. He finally got the power he had always dreamed of!
The art of resurrection, the ultimate power to control the dead!
"Wait a minute, I have a question."
Li Xini frowned and asked suspiciously, "Why do you and Sage-chan share this power directly with me, while Annihilation-chan and Baimu-chan never do this?"
"Ah, about this, it's because Annihilation-chan's power is essentially His mystery, and it doesn't make much difference whether it is shared with you or not. As for Hyakme-chan, it's because His power is too strong."
Corpse Food Sauce said meaningfully: "You can't bear it yet."
Li Xini looked down at his left and right hands, seeing two completely different strange array patterns, and fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, his heart beat violently.
Because he realized that the most exciting moment was coming!
"Then, in return..."
Shishi-chan's beautiful eyes are deep, reflecting the appearance of the young boy.
"When you die, your body will become my zombie and play with me."
Licinius: "..."
"Eh? Why didn't you beat your chest and have a mental breakdown this time?"
Shishi-chan leaned over and stared at him, asking curiously, "Every time you make a deal with a new evil god, you always seem very disappointed and almost collapse. Why didn't you do that this time? Is it because I used a human image, so you feel close to me and it stabilizes your emotions?"
Ah…
Licinius smiled helplessly: "When you fail too many times in the same place, you won't feel anything. You are an evil god, you will never understand..."
I'm already numb.
boom!
The gray fog collapsed and the world fell towards reality.
When Licinius opened his eyes again, the dim sunset was reflected on his face.
Behind him, the inverse cross collapsed and fell apart.
The blood flowing in the alchemical matrix suddenly dried up and withered, and the smell of burning ashes spread.
And he himself also recovered from his stiff corpse state.
The side effects of swallowing the seeds of death disappeared without a trace.
With a bang...
The four zombies collapsed silently and turned into withered mummies.
"Thank you, I will bring you back to life."
Licinius whispered, "But not now."
He turned to look at the silver-haired beauty outside the church and asked, "How is the battle going?"
Because of the shielding barrier set up in the church, Novia did not sense the arrival of divine power.
She frowned and said seriously, "It's not good, because the Sword King doesn't have much spiritual power left, and the combat power he can exert is very limited. Moreover, there's something wrong with the people of the Rose Sword School. It seems that they have been strengthened by something. They are even unwilling to fight the Sword King head-on."
Licinius raised an eyebrow, which didn't surprise him.
Those swordsmen of the Rose Sword School must have been strengthened by the power of evil spirits.
"And teacher... no, that woman Phyllis is also trying her best to avoid a direct confrontation with the Sword King. She is just using those despicable means to continuously weaken the Sword King's vitality and wait for an opportunity to strike."
Novia said coldly: "She insulted the dignity of the sword! She doesn't deserve to be called a sword saint!"
Li Xini smiled slightly: "It's normal. Your bitch teacher is just that kind of person."
"I don't want to admit that she is my teacher. Sword King Bakar is a true hero. What she did is an insult to the hero. How can someone who doesn't dare to draw a sword head-on be worthy of being my teacher?"
Novia stared at him and spoke word by word: "Do you have any backup plan? If this continues, Bakar will die, Madam Aura will die, and all the members of the Xavier family will be sacrificed. They even set up a matrix that can devour souls, intending to refine the soul of the Sword King into a holy relic!"
Her eyes were filled with anxious hope, and she silently tightened her grip on the hilt of the sword.
With her pride, she didn't want this to happen.
She longed for a noble victory.
I hope the hero can have a perfect ending.
Or, he doesn't want his younger brother to push his fiancée's family into the abyss with his own hands.
"Heh, the one who was refined into a holy relic today was definitely not the King of Swords."
Licinius walked out of the church, facing the dim sunlight, humming an unknown tune, and opened his arms: "The show has just begun. Come on, escort me to the battlefield for a walk."
Novia was slightly startled, looking at the boy's back, and was a little dazed for a moment.
For Licinius turned his back on her and went away into the evening.
There is an inexplicable aura between light and darkness.
For a moment, she thought of the man on Noah's Plain who turned his back on all living beings and brought down divine punishment.
o
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With a loud bang, the sound of muffled thunder rang out in the dim sky.
In an instant, the cold sword light tore through the atmosphere and raged through the abandoned city, destroying the collapsed old buildings like a hurricane, with rubble flying and dust filling the air.
Bakar leaped forward, and the power bursting out of his sturdy body was like a volcanic eruption. He waved his withered right hand in the air, and a fierce and cold sword light flashed, instantly cutting the four swordsmen in half!
The sound of flesh and blood being torn apart was heard, and blood spurted out, with body parts scattered everywhere.
However, more of it was black sticky liquid that sprayed onto his body.
A sizzling corrosion sound!
"The power of evil spirits?"
Bakar felt that his remaining vitality was being devoured. He turned to look at the abominable figure in the sunset and said hoarsely, "Phyllis, I'm about to die. Are you still so afraid of me? Even in this last battle before I die, you still don't dare to draw your sword against me?"
Swish, swish, swish!