Behind the bar, Arthur took a long time to recover. He couldn't help but look at the young man who stayed in the hall and tilted his head mechanically: "How is it possible? Why didn't the curse work? It's really strange. This is the first time that the ancestral secret technique of the Valerius family has failed. Should I say, you are worthy of being the king?"
He thought it was a fantasy and his eyes were filled with surprise.
In the end, he could only understand that it was the king's bloodline that caused all this to happen.
"However... King, what do you mean by this?"
He asked again: "Let Miss Nolen back off. Are you here to fight me?"
Licinius smiled and said, "Yes, I will."
"You coming?"
Arthur laughed dumbly: "An alchemist? Fight with me?"
He seemed to have heard some funny joke and started laughing again.
"Stop laughing, don't look down on alchemists."
Li Xini didn't care about his ridicule and said calmly: "I will make you unable to laugh."
For a moment, he reached into the void and grabbed a blood-red rose.
"Boundary, jump!"
Space-related holy relic, the red rose!
For a moment, the space seemed to be distorted like a whirlpool, and countless red rose petals fluttered away.
Arthur's smile froze, and he felt something pressing against the back of his head.
Without any warning, Licinius stood behind him holding justice and righteousness, put the muzzle of a large-caliber gun against the back of his head, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
boom!
Lightning flashed and the bar exploded.
Countless electric arcs jumped, leaving behind charred marks.
"Space jump?"
Arthura turned his back to him, tilted his head, and blood flowed from his ears: "Although it was fast, it was not fast enough."
What he meant was that the space teleportation was indeed completed in an instant.
But the speed of pulling the trigger was still too slow.
However, in response to him, the boy's breath sprayed on the back of his neck.
It was like the cold breath of a devil, creepy.
Faintly, a majestic melody sounded in the void, like a movement from heaven.
—The Rhine Gold!
Licinius raised the corner of his lips, and a melody formed by the golden runes wrapped around his body.
Finally, it surged through his black and white eyes.
The melody plays!
"Time, speed up!"
At this moment, Licinius seemed to hear the torrent of time rushing by, as if the whole world was collapsing before his eyes, and only he was traveling through endless time, while the noise and bustle of the world were rapidly fading away.
The sound of heartbeat, breathing, and even the whistling wind.
In his ears, it was pulled into a low, distorted, strange sound.
In the silence, his time was accelerated by a full twenty times, raising up justice and righteousness.
Thunder roars, electromagnetics explode, and the trigger is pulled!
Endless electric lights flickered in the coffee shop, and blazing blue light exploded.
Boom boom boom!
This time, Arthur had no time to react, and his head and limbs were all blown up!
The blood mist exploded and broken bones splattered.
"Is that fast enough now?"
Licinius loosened his hands, and justice and righteousness were swallowed up by the gray fog, re-materializing as a pitch-black sniper rifle. He aimed at the opponent's body without hesitation and pulled the bolt!
He wanted to use the Destiny Sniper to directly shatter this guy's consciousness and soul.
At this moment, a large amount of dark and sticky liquid suddenly spurted out of Arthura's body.
The liquid splashed onto the ground and condensed into a vague, strange human shape.
Behind these human figures, there are broken wings.
And the growth speed is very fast, it is formed almost in an instant.
Li Xini narrowed his eyes and felt the strange and ominous aura.
The acceleration of time not only made him move faster, but also gave him the ability to think and react.
Through the divination of the Dark Eye, he could feel that these things were very strange.
"Is this the evil spirit power that Augurola mentioned?" he murmured.
The next moment, he raised his left hand, and the scarlet inverted cross on his palm was shocking!
"Dead ones, I command you as the King of the Undead!"
Licinius said indifferently: "Wake up!"
For a moment, the corpses all over the ground opened their eyes, their eyes were empty and pale.
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The Medici family's estate is located on the outskirts of the 8th arrondissement.
An old man, leaning on a cane, stares at a portrait in his study.
She was a young and beautiful woman, dressed elegantly and gracefully, and was very beautiful.
Below the portrait is the woman’s signature.
Cicely Xavier.
In the room, a black umbrella appeared out of thin air, and countless black lights flowed.
Judiya appeared in the study, holding the umbrella handle, bleeding from all seven orifices and gasping for breath.
"Judia?"
The old man turned around and said, "So it's you who came."
"Dear Master Medici, I am sorry to have come to visit you."
Judiya leaned forward, and even though she was in a mess, her manners were still elegant: "Please forgive my rashness."
"What happened to you? Are you in danger in the capital?"
The old man was quite surprised and smiled, "It doesn't matter. If someone threatens you, the Medici family will protect you. After all, Cicely and I have been friends for decades."
Judia whispered, "Thank you, Mr. Medici."
The old man hummed.
After a moment, he suddenly asked, "Did Cicely ask you to bring me anything? For example, she told me that if I gave her those things, she would reveal the true secret of the Corpse Eater Sect and make the Medici family the second evil god family after the Valerius family."
His eyes were cloudy, but with a hint of eager desire: "I have been waiting for her for more than 20 years."
Judiya leaned forward and said respectfully, "Lady Cicely claims that she has found a way to become a member of the Corpse Eater Cult, and will give you a surprise when the time is right."
The old man's cloudy pupils suddenly widened: "Really?"
"Yes."
Judiya said calmly, "But I still need your help."
"explain… "
The old man was very excited.
"I want you to bring me back a man, Valerius Assera."
Judiya took out a portrait from her pocket and said respectfully, "That fool has violated a taboo. We cannot let him fall into the hands of the empire alive. Otherwise, everything will be lost."
The old man nodded slightly: "Okay..."
Chapter 206 Please save me!
Whether it is the Brentanian Empire or the Kingdom of Loen in the south, they actually have the same social structure, that is, in addition to the state organs, there is also a large group of warlocks.
The ordinary adventurer class has long been commonplace.
The nobles would also use the capital they had accumulated to continuously expand their families.
The highest level is the warlock organization.
Of course, many top nobles are actually closely related to the warlock organization.
For example, the Iron Sect that was once so powerful.
There is also the current Jiyuan Sect, the ancient Creed Church, and so on.
The famous strong men in the East Continent, such as Constance, known as the Duke of Shadow, two generations of sword masters who master the dual abilities of time and space, as well as the Blood Duke Augurola, or the Mad Lion Duke.
Without exception, they all came from warlock organizations.
Because these warlock organizations possess a large amount of magical resources, master the truth of the world and the mysteries of nature, and have the necessities for promotion to fifth-level warlocks, that is, extremely rare and rare compound magic. They even control the channels that can truly communicate to the demigod realm!
This is why Grand Duke Bourne is eager to have a warlock organization as his backing.
Take the Rose Sword School as an example, if they had not been fighting among themselves back then.
A seventh-rank demigod Sword King and two top-level warlocks known as Sword Saints.
You can basically walk sideways.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
This is the power of the Warlock Organization!
However, not everyone aspires to join the Warlock Organization.
Some people have a higher vision and see farther.
For example, as one of the royal capital's nobles, and as the low-key head of the Medici family.
Goldo Medici, as one of the oldest and most powerful warlocks in the capital, is already so old that he cannot get any older. He has seldom appeared in the eyes of the world in the past ten years. He just lives in seclusion quietly, maintaining the minimum level of operation needed by the family. Many people think that he has no ambitions anymore.
However, in reality, this is not the case.
Goldo is more ambitious than anyone else, he is just old and dying and needs a new life.
"Think about it, so many years have passed, I have become so old, but you are still so beautiful. We are the closest companions. I gave up twenty years of my life to send you out of the capital. You swore on your soul that you would lead me to find the evil god's followers behind the Corpse-Eating Cult and give me a new life."
The old man looked at the woman in the portrait and smiled strangely. His body dissolved like a reflection in the water and turned into countless dark crows, flying out of the window.
"This is the last time I will help you, Cicely."
The hoarse voice echoed in the room.
"Thank you for your generosity. If possible, please do not harm anyone. Especially... Valerius Licinius." Judia placed her hand on her chest and saluted gracefully.
The night crows flapped their wings and flew away cawing.
Judiya secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Lady Cicely was right indeed.
This old man may look plain, but he is actually very capable.
No less powerful than the Grand Duke from whom Valerius now splits.
However, the vision of old Patriarch Goldo is more far-sighted. He dreams of becoming a follower of the ancient evil god and thus getting the rebirth he has always dreamed of.
Lady Cicely is currently the only person who knows the real secrets behind the Corpse-Eating Cult, and this is the cornerstone of the cooperation between the two parties.