The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Chapter 406 Chapter 405

Over the dynasty's spiritual temple, the unblinking stars of the underground world were blocked by a thick blood curtain, the atmosphere was scarlet, and the sky looked sad as if it was about to cry, so blood rained pouring down from the sky, every drop burning with the flame of poison, falling on people On his body, the armor was hot, and the flesh was rotten.

Blood King Menger was bathed in the fire and rain, like a black butterfly that got out of the silk cocoon and shook off the mucus, with two black wings of an old crow growing out of its back, inexhaustible blood fire ignited on the trident, and horrific eyes released red light.

Everyone present stared at him silently.

Menger looked around, the blood ceremony was launched, and three curses occurred in a row, which should have forced the blood out of the bodies of these cursed people. This tactic of attacking from the inside out is the most difficult to defend against. Even if a person can exercise his body like steel, the internal organs of the blood vessels are still soft.

The blood boiled all over his body, turned into tiny hard particles, pierced the blood vessels, and exploded from the body. Unless the blood vessels all over his body were made of pure gold and mithril, he would inevitably lose blood. The Blood Law of the Mother of Truth is about wounds and vitality. Therefore, most of the believers lured by Munger are battlefield doctors. sick.

Blood rituals can create countless wounds on a healthy body. Under the law of blood, all situations and objects are full of wounds, and there is never a perfect and smooth form. The essence of life flows out from the wound, nourishing the law and making it more vigorous and beautiful. Therefore, this ritual can not only plunder the blood essence of the cursed person, but also restore the injury of the ritual person.

At this moment, the ceremony was over, and Menger stared blankly at the crowd.

Everyone gathered around Munger leisurely.

Marenia's prosthetic knife has already penetrated into Menger's waist and protruded from his abdomen. With just a light pick, it can open a large and transparent wound to Menger.

If Ge Frey hadn't held down Marlenia's wrist, she would have already done it.

Millicent's long knife pointed at Menger's heart, but it didn't penetrate. The two Furnace Knight chiefs also used weapons to block Menger's retreat.

With such vigilance, Menger couldn't escape even if he had wings.

He blinked, in disbelief at the situation.

"What did you do? Why is there no wound? Why is there no blood?"

The triple curse did not cause any harm to everyone. Even if he used blood purification crystals to remove the curse poison, it was impossible to avoid any injuries. The curse power of the blood ceremony is pervasive, and the influence of the law is pervasive and far-reaching. No matter how powerful the defense method is, it cannot completely seal the erosion of the curse. Even a stone has to be squeezed out a few drops of oil.

However, the weakest Millicent present was calm and composed, with smooth and fair skin, neither bruises nor pores oozing blood.

Menger stared at his big red eyes, and the shock he received was greater than being severely beaten by his father's iron fist.

The sky was still dripping with blood, Linde stood far away and did not participate in the siege. At this time, he cast part of the transfiguration technique, transformed his head into a dragon head, raised his head and uttered the dragon language that echoed like thunder: "Lok Vah Koor [clear sky] !"

The blood curtain that shrouded the spiritual temple disappeared in an instant, Meng Ge's magic was broken, and the wings on his back also shrank suddenly, the feathers fell off, and the bare crow wings shrank into ashes. The flame is also extinguished.

He immediately understood that Linde had interfered with the blood ritual, and not only that, Linde had also deprived the blessing of the True Mother.

"It's you! What did you do? Why can't the blood curse of the Mother of Reality work on you? Why don't you have any wounds on your body?" Menger's voice was like a pair of rough rocks rubbing against each other.

Linde explained kindly: "Because I chatted with your boss, she thought I was a nice person, so she didn't make things difficult for me."

Menger was stunned.

The real situation is of course not as easy as Linde said. He communicated with the Mother of Reality through inspiration, and in the depths of the endless starry sky, he greeted this outer god. The Mother of Reality is not a good god who is easy to get along with. It's just that someone in Lin has always convinced people with virtue, and the real mother was moved by his personality, and was almost swallowed by the silver law. Of course, it turned hostility into jade.

The current situation is that Linde's understanding of the Mother of Reality has surpassed Menger, the blood king who was bestowed. After all, one is a dog licker, and the other is a strong man who hits the house.

The Blood King stepped forward, the knife in his prosthetic hand slid in his body, Mengge breathed heavily, but his footsteps were not messy, and Millicent in front of him looked back at Linde, saw that he had no intention of blocking, and moved out of the way.

Ge Fulei held Marlenia's wrist firmly, and finally prevented her from attacking. The old man persuaded in a low voice: "Monger, surrender. Come home with me."

"Home is just a fantasy, Geoffrey," Munger turned his head and chuckled, "I never fantasize about things that don't exist in my life. Only power is real, intuitive, and the strong have everything, Even the fantasies of the weak are decided by the strong." After he finished speaking, he didn't talk to Ge Fulei again.

He walked up to Linde and looked down at this ordinary human being.

"You also have the law on your body. I feel it. It's hotter than blood and deeper than a wound. What is that?"

Linde was a little terrified by his fiery eyes. Isn't this old boy Menger really a male ketone?

"It's a door. Do you know the difference between a wound and a door?"

"……Appreciate further details."

"Wounds are always taken, but the door is connected. I closed the door on them, so naturally they won't be injured." Linde pointed to the penetrating wound in Menger's abdomen, "This is also a door. If I close it, you will be healed, If I open it, you will be shattered. I can take your soul from the door, or I can infuse it with mysteries."

Menger looked at Linde and felt that although this human being was right in front of his eyes, he was like the sun on the horizon and the moonlight in the well water, far away and unreachable.

His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he knelt down simply, lowered his head, touched the ground with his hands, and prayed to Linde: "Give it to me. Give me the mystery. I will regard you as a god and be your king." .”

"Are you kidding me? I'm going to throw up." Linde shook his head and laughed. Although he is the God of Law, he doesn't need a king, because the whole world is his king.

Meng Ge's face was livid for a moment. It is humiliating for a proud king to bow his head and surrender, but it is even more humiliating to be rejected when he is a dog's leg.

His hard and distorted face was full of resentment and unwillingness, and then he calmed down completely.

He's used to being abandoned, and every Son of Omen is born with nothing. Abandoned by the Golden Law, he went to the Outer God to snatch Mikaela, and now he is abandoned by the Mother of Reality and despised by Linde. For Munger, this is just another repetition of life's fate.

He thought that he was no longer a sewer mouse when he established a dynasty, but now it seems that life just went full circle and gave him a slap in the face.

"You are not a good person, Munger, I just dislike you for being dirty. Believers in strength will encounter failure one day. So don't be too sad, think about how to survive."

"You are a god, do you care about the moral evaluation of mortals? To you, what is the difference between the evil I do and the killing of ants? You need a strong spokesperson. I am that person! Morality is worthless before utilitarianism carry!"

Lin Deben had already walked towards the cocoon where God and Man fell asleep, and was about to check on Mikaela's state, but stopped and asked in surprise: "Since you are a mortal, can I still judge you with the morality of a god? Are you worthy?"

At this moment, Menger really felt ashamed.

Chapter 2 will be later