Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

"Black-magic-law-teacher-!"

Mrs. Carter's body was divided into two parts, but strangely maintained vigorous vitality. The head with only the neck and left shoulder left screamed bitterly and viciously.

Most of the body that "remained" on the ground, the right neck and the cut off left shoulder had a small amount of blood spilled out, but... also kept alive strangely, and did not die.

She even started to move on her own—spinning half of her body, raised her remaining right arm, and quickly stretched her five fingers to over half a meter, ruthlessly grabbing at the headless horseman who cut her in two.

The head flying in mid-air and the left arm remaining on the left shoulder were not idle either. With the ear-piercing and desolate cry, a stench of greyish-brown purple light gleamed faintly from its severed section. It ferociously rolled towards Yang Qiu who had just landed.

This kind of rancid and filthy smell intertwined with the breath of life and death, if ordinary people are unfortunately infected, they will peel off their skin even if they are not dead.

Although Yang Qiu was not afraid of this kind of low-level spiritual pollution, he didn't want to be touched by this disgusting thing. His mental power turned into a translucent big hand, waved away the filth, and took advantage of the momentum to grab Mrs. Carter's head.

"Mage's Hand" is just a low-level magic trick commonly used by spellcasters, but when used by a legendary spellcaster like Yang Qiu, its power is not inferior to that of a high-level warrior. The ferocious Mrs. Carter was unavoidable, and even her head, half of her left shoulder, and her entire left arm were easily crushed by the mage's hand as big as a wheel.

Like crushing a plump worm that burst to death, Mrs. Carter's head and left arm were crushed in the desolate howl, splashing out a large amount of viscous and turbid thick black liquid.

This is obviously not the blood of a living person, nor does it look like the body fluid of a monster, and the amount is too large to match the volume of Mrs. Carter's pinched and exploded stump.

The thick black viscous liquid that exploded after pinching exploded splashed onto the vegetation on both sides of the promenade, instantly causing the contaminated green plants and flowers to wither and rot strangely...

Mrs. Carter's head was easily crushed with the "Mage's Hand", a magic trick that even a magic apprentice could use. Yang Qiu, whose feet fell to the ground, did not stop.

The "senior" worshipers of the "Fallen Whisperer", the core believers who have the complete Whisperer's deity, will not be killed so easily.

When Yang Qiu crushed Mrs. Carter's head... the headless horseman he summoned had already been turned into black mist by the headless Mrs. Carter's remnant body.

The Headless Horseman is a common low-level lord-level monster with wisdom.

The headless horseman of the Dimensional Demon Realm is very powerful, and is an indispensable low-level combat force in the army of every demon king in the tenth-level demon world; but the headless horseman who accepted the summoning contract of the black magician and was summoned to the material plane , is just the projection of this kind of lord-level monster who is happy to deal with humans... its strength is less than one percent of the main body.

It can be used to break the situation by storm or sneak attack, but don't expect it to be used in frontal combat - as one of the main combat forces under the command of the Demon King's Army, no matter how generous the Headless Horseman is, he will not lend too much power.

Of course... Even if it is less than one percent of the main body's strength, the Headless Horseman's projection is not so mediocre that anyone can defeat it.

And this is also the reason why Yang Qiu attacked Mrs. Carter first after arriving - this Whisperer cultist with the shell of a lady is stronger than the other two!

The black mist from the disintegration of the Headless Horseman's projection has not yet dissipated, another thick and solid black mist has struck from behind, covering the headless Mrs. Carter's remnant body.

"The dead return to the world."

After Yang Qiu landed on the ground, he made the last spell-casting gesture, and the black mist covering Mrs. Carter's body disappeared with a whoosh.

There is not even a process of dissipating, as if it was directly erased from the material plane, without a trace.

Along with the black mist, it was completely wiped away... and on Mrs. Carter's remnant body, those breaths of death that shouldn't stay in the material plane, let alone linger with the breath of the living.

Worshipers of the "Fallen Whisperer" have been harming the world for thousands of years. Whether it's a spellcaster or an orthodox sect, there must be someone researching ways to deal with it.

The method found by the Orthodox sect is "imprisonment" - confining the immortal Whisperer fanatics in a specific space, so that they cannot use sacrifices to obtain new gods to stabilize the breath of death in their bodies until Devoured by the impure "curse breath of death".

The other is a method devised by black magicians and illusionists who are good at using mental side attacks-to use violence to crack the integrity of the carrier of the Whisperer fanatics (disabled), and then destroy the "death" in their souls and bodies. The cursed breath" is stripped and transferred to another space.

It will be more troublesome for illusionists to use this trick. They can only transfer the "breath of death" to an empty place and wait for it to dissipate by itself; it is easier for black magicians. Just dragging the "breath of death" and transferring them together.

Except for the above two methods, none of the other methods can completely kill a believer who has a complete Whisperer's family - even if it is chopped into meat paste, this horrible thing still has vitality, and the larger "meat" still has Chance to regenerate.

The breath of death that belonged to the "curse of death" was transferred away, and the full arms, torso, and legs of Mrs. Carter's remnant body quickly shrank and shriveled.

Even the close-fitting lady's long skirt and the girdle tightly bound around the waist were loosened and loosely fell to the ground.

The section of the limb severed by the headless horseman weathered rapidly, and the remaining right arm held in mid-air seemed to be unable to bear the five fingers that were more than half a meter long, and broke from the middle.

When the five fingers that just shredded the projection of the Headless Horseman, along with the wrist and half of the arm, fell on the cobblestone promenade, they were torn apart like extremely crispy biscuits, and every crack showed signs of weathering, and a large amount of dust was scattered. spread out...

And until this moment, Master Gladstone, who screamed after witnessing Mrs. Carter being cut in two, had just blinked his eyes.

From the headless horseman's violent attack, to the black magician's landing from the sky, to Mrs. Carter being completely killed and weathered into sand, it didn't take more than four seconds.

Master Gladstone, who had just finished screaming, breathed out again:

"Ahhhhh-!!"

The three people present ignored the frightened old and young master.

After seeing the black magician falling from the sky, Earl Gekkat recognized this person. He didn't intend to help Mrs. Carter, who was the first to attack, and turned around and rushed to the magic circle activated by the blood of the low-level believers.

The middle-aged noble also recognized the Nightmare Butcher, and his response was incomparable to that of the seasoned Earl and Mrs. Carter, who fought back furiously after being attacked. His first reaction was...turn around and run away.

When Mrs. Carter started deserting, he had already fled to the gate of the other courtyard.

Accompanied by the screams of the old and young masters, Yang Qiu raised his hand, and the palm of his hand was towards Earl Gekkat, who was running towards the dirt in the garden.

Put your fingers together.

The invisible spiritual field turned into a sharp blade, cutting towards the old earl's limbs.

The running Earl Gekatian seemed to have eyes on his back, and suddenly jumped sideways and jumped more than ten meters, almost hitting the rockery on the side of the garden.

The blade of mental power barely grazed the old earl's left arm, and the part below the elbow separated from the body and fell to the ground.

The old earl with a broken arm couldn't see any expression on his face. He quickly raised his broken left arm and pointed it at Yang Qiu.

A mass of stench, only slightly inferior to Mrs. Carter's, rolled towards Yang Qiu.

Blocking Yang Qiu slightly with foul air, the old earl also moved at the same time, and rushed towards the sacrificial circle buried under the soil of the garden again.

Mrs. Carter couldn't resist for long, and Earl Gekkatian naturally wouldn't expect to repel the Nightmare Butcher on his own.

The pope of the "Whisperer" sect, who relies on the breath of the curse of death to anchor his own vitality to prolong his life, and is hardly able to experience too much emotional fluctuation, at this moment, rarely gave birth to anger——

If you hadn't listened to the middle-aged noble's nonsense, if you activated the formation immediately after the layout was completed, then even if the layout of more than a dozen nodes in the outer city had not been completed, hundreds of thousands of civilians in the city could not be sacrificed at the same time; For the sacrifices that can be sacrificed, he and his believers can also borrow a lot of power, so that they will not be treated like this at this moment.

The church members who jointly activated the eye of the formation fled, and the old count must pour his own blood into it to drive the eye of this large sacrificial circle... Even if he is destined to be killed by the nightmare butcher, he will die in the eye of the formation In order to rely on the rebirth of a large number of gods after the activation of the sacrificial circle!

Earl Gekkat Ann doesn't want to die at all - although he has lived a long time, who would give up his life because he has lived too long!

What the old earl, who was only thinking of surviving from death, didn't know was that his behavior had inadvertently exposed the location of the formation.

After all, Yang Qiu is not an illusionist. In this other courtyard filled with the stench of life and death, it is difficult for him to quickly and accurately find the sacrificial formation hidden under the green plants and soil by means of spiritual exploration.

Of course, it would be more embarrassing for an illusionist to come over than Yang Qiu... This strong breath of life and death is a high pollution source on the spiritual side, even court mages like Weber have to hold their noses and stay away.

Earl Gekkat Ann tried his best to move in the same direction twice. No matter how stupid Yang Qiu was, he knew that there was something wrong with that garden, and immediately activated a large-scale magic - "Black Magic Thorns of Hell".

The garden, which was half an acre in size, was instantly covered by blackthorn vines that emerged from the soil.

The precious or not-so-valuable flowers and green plants, the fertile black soil, and... the eyes of the sacrificial circle buried under the soil and engraved on the thick stone slabs are covered in the air by thick and dense black thorn vines.

Earl Gekkatian, who was within the garden area, was also "stringed" to one of the blackthorn vines, waving his hands and feet helplessly, and was thrown into the air in horror.

"Do not--!!"

The old earl, who hadn't experienced too many emotional fluctuations for many years, let out a desperate roar.

Under the horrified gaze of the old earl, who was pierced through the chest and abdomen by hell thorns, the piece was about five meters in diameter and more than one meter in thickness. It was buried in his eyelids many years ago. The marble array plate below was lifted high into the air, and fell down heavily.

Naturally, this kind of formation disk reinforced by special means is not so easy to be destroyed, and even a single crack cannot appear if it is dropped from such a height.

But——there is a legendary black mage who is eyeing him!

The black mage who stood near the deserted wreckage of Mrs. Carter, who summoned a huge amount of hell thorns without even needing to cast a spell, smiled slightly.

Then...he aimed his raised hand at the falling marble array, and clenched his fingers tightly.

The sharp blade transformed by the invisible spiritual power cuts the huge formation plate in the state of being activated, with faint light shining on the formation runes, into scattered pieces of different sizes.