Lord of Mystics Chapter 494: 10 minutes

Supernatural World has some lucky people. They are ordinary humans and have no heritage, but they can always get the enviable Power of the Supernatural because of some accidents or chance coincidences.

The former ace pilot, now the drunkard, is one of them.

The so-called Cared of the Storms, just like the "Cared of the Wilderness" encountered in the Moore Township, in a specific environment, it will get a huge increase and favor.

That is to say, for other Transcendents, the extremely terrible storm weather is very comfortable for him here. He will not suffer any damage during the storm, and he will even be strengthened. If he practices more deeply, Calling the storm directly is also a breeze.

However, from the word "passive" shown in the message, it can be seen that this man has not cultivated his ability.

"Surviving many times in an air crash is considered a lucky favored person, but losing one of my loved ones one after another is a bad luck and a poor person."

Tooking at the first piece of information, Tang Qi sighed slightly.

The "controlling mantra" disperses the alcohol in the opponent's body. The middle-aged person is gradually sober, but his face is still haggard and decadent.

"Mr. Eric Hartman?"

"Huh?"

"You know that a qualified pilot can't drink alcohol?"

When Tang Qi spoke, he pointed to the empty bottle in his hand.

Eric Hartman seemed a little uncomfortable and suddenly became sober from being drunk, lost for a few seconds. After completely waking up, he looked at Tang Qi without covering his face.

Although he passively became "Cared of the Storms", it is really Transcendent after all, with the most basic perception ability.

In his perception, the young man who looked a little thin in front of him, exuded an extremely terrifying atmosphere. He seemed to have thought of something, and a faint hope of light flashed in his eyes. .

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Tang Qi, his lips trembling slightly, and his face was hesitant, but he finally said: "As long as you can let me..."

"Unfortunately, Mr. Eric, the resurrection of the dead is the realm of the gods. I cannot do it, and even if there is a similar method, you will certainly not be able to pay the price. Since you are already in the old tavern, you should listen There have been many stories of this kind. The resurrected loved ones must not be what you think."

Tang Qi interrupted him, calmly telling the facts he knew before.

The mysterious side has revived, bringing confusion and terror, but also giving many people hope.

For example, some people who are lucky to become Transcendent, seeing this extraordinary magical power, want to realize some originally slim wishes, and revive their dead relatives, which is one of the important options.

But those people's "try" never succeeded.

The most common consequences:

"They excavated the bones of their loved ones, but they were resurrected as zombies, or monsters occupying the corpses... Some people recite ancient taboo spells, trying to summon the souls of their loved ones from the undead world, but returned It is often a terrible evil spirit."

"Before becoming a god, don't provoke death."

Tang Qi spit out another iron law on the mysterious side.

In fact, there is no need for Tang Qi’s reminder. Eric Hartman as Cared of the Storms has been playing in the old tavern. He has heard too many such stories, so although he misses his loved ones, he has never made up his mind to touch. Taboo.

He came to apply for the job, but with a silver lining, he could have the existence of a "superior plane", whether it is an organization or an individual, which means strong.

Maybe, there can be other ways.

But Tang Qi's words just broke the hope in his eyes.

Eric Hartman's complexion became slumped again, slowly dropped his head, and murmured in a low voice: "So, bother."

After finishing speaking, he plans to get up and leave.

As Tang Qi said, traffic rules are also used on the mysterious side, and alcoholics cannot become pilots.

At the moment Eric got up, a calm voice came into his ears.

“I can’t bring the dead back to life, nor can you see the souls of dead loved ones, because time has passed so long, they have all entered the world of the dead souls in the “mystery”, but if you want, you can try Send them a message."

"There is only one chance, and you may not receive a reply."

Tang Qi’s words make Eric Hartman's eyes instantly regain glory.

He raised his head violently, unable to conceal the surprises and anxieties on his face, and resisted the impulse, trembling: "What price do I need to pay?"

Sure enough, Transcendent, who spends a lot of time on the mysterious side, knows that to get anything, you need to pay the corresponding price.

Tang Qi looked at Eric Hartman. He could indeed let Eric "talk" to his dead relatives. If Eric's relatives had just died, they only needed psychic medicine to make him and his relatives dead. meet.

But looking at Eric’s decadent appearance, it is clear that loved ones have passed away for a while.

Unless some accident occurs, the souls of the dead will enter the "mystery", the unknowable world of death. As for the final destination, that is yet another mystery that Supernatural World cannot explain.

Almost all attempts to return the "deceased" will end in failure and cause dire consequences.

However, if you only pass information, it is not as serious as it is, and even has a low success rate.

But that belongs to the category of "Undead Witchcraft", Tang Qi did not practice, but in the whole Meralda Witch Coven, there are several witches involved in this kind of witchcraft, and they have good attainments.

Although the witches have not returned, they have also taught many teachers at school before leaving.

For example, Professor Eva, she is a half disciple of "Esmeralda".

Tang Qi has seen the faculty and staff roster before. One of the teachers, whose occupation is "Undead Witch", is fully proficient in witchcraft such as "Undead Whisper" and "Death Messenger", which is enough to help Eric Hartman.

The thought is certain, Tang Qi directly said: "Don't stop drinking, go to work."

"No problem, it may take some time to stop drinking, can you let me..."

"No, you have to be patient and quit immediately."

Eric is not finished yet, Tang Qi has put a hand on his shoulder, a powerful version of the body control spell is cast instantly.

This witchcraft that can control the body of other people, even the problems involving the ancient bloodlines such as Snow and Luka can be suppressed and solved, not to mention the problem of alcohol addiction.

"Ah!"

Of course, the process of quitting alcohol is destined to be a bit painful.

After recruiting suitable pilots, Tang Qi did not delay in the old tavern. Now a group of his friends, Raphael seems to have a heavy task and is busy.

It seems that Old Coleson is finally fighting, determined to improve the rank of his "healer" and no longer be suppressed by his two powerful brothers.

The remaining Savoy and Jensen, although they both tried to take Donkey to play.

But both of them have lovers, so in order not to be forcibly stuffed with dog food, Tang Qi refused firmly.

Jennifer is obviously willing to date his "idol".

But Tang Qi looked at Eva on the side of her eyes and considered her principal's image. She didn't say that she was going to have a drink. She just smiled and nodded at Jennifer, saying that she was working on a big topic recently." The birth and destruction of the wizard school". If you are free, you can come to the school to study with him.

Then opened the portal and returned to Huxin Island Mystic Realm with Professor Eva and Eric Hartman who can’t wait to be appointed.

Tang Qi just left, and Jensen, who failed to feed the dog food, was frowning and saying something, but at this time, Jennifer, who had always been smiling, seemed to hear something and changed suddenly.

Jenson changed his face with it.

The two took out a strange object from their arms almost at the same time. After receiving a piece of information from them, they looked at each other and both saw strong worry in the other’s eyes. It seemed that they had been worrying about bad things, and finally at this time Became a reality.

"Blake Mountains, a mysterious organization appeared, opened an exotic entrance in an unknown way, and there are traces of unknown ethnic activities on the other end."

......

Blake Mountains, ten minutes ago.

This is close to Mihuang City, but there is a mountain range at a distance from this prosperous city. There are no precious tree species here, and there are no other resources that people covet. Therefore, the complete forest style is maintained, the original and Quite wild.

In a dark valley near the main peak of the mountain, a battle is coming to an end.

The two sides of the battle, one is a knight wearing a black cloak but wearing armor inside, and the other is a group of crazy-looking believers in rough linen.

Although the former are small in number, the light from their swords easily kills the other.

The latter seem to have entered a weird state. Even if they were on the verge of death, they shouted and wailed after being illuminated by the Holy Light, but no one surrendered actively, but laughed and rammed into the altar in the deepest part of the valley.

It was an altar made entirely of flesh and bones, with strange, ancient lines engraved in the center, dense and dense, like countless black maggots, creeping on it, as the crazy believers hit the altar and automatically Into it.

The gushing light above which makes people unable to contain fear and nausea gradually converges into a vague portal.

Boom!

A knight's sword with a surging light came from a distance, but it had not yet touched the altar. The light attached to it was quickly eliminated. The long sword with holy runes, made of extraordinary materials, was silent. Corrosion, eventually including the hilt, disappeared cleanly.

The long-throwing sword was an old man. He wore a robe that normal clerical staff would wear, without armor, but the body under the robe was strong and tall, and there were white stubble on the chin. The facial features were cold and hard. The whole People exude a temperament like steel.

As long as the Transcendent is widely known in Mihuang City, it can be recognized.

This old man is the Knight Chief John Oresme of the "Holy Tribunal" in the Light Church of Mihuang, a powerful light knight.

Behind Oraismu, a knight used a long sword to "purify" a cultist who was too late to rush to the altar. He leaned over and looked around, frowning tightly, and quickly approached Oraismu, Hui Report: "All of them are peripheral members of'Head of Rot'. The mastermind has escaped before we came. The divination of Stone of Prophecy is wrong. It should be interfered by the other party with higher-level wonders."

"Is this the eighth exotic entrance opened by Head of Rot, or is it destroyed with Sword of Saint Dorsey?"

At the same time as the knight reported, several other knights were about to lift out a heavy "sword box" made of stone.

But they haven’t opened the sword box yet. Oresm's detective stopped them. He stared at the fully condensed portal, looking at the ripples in it, and his breathing became heavier. Take off the robe that is in the way.

At the moment when his robe fell to the ground, inside the portal, a human arm rotten enough to see bones, suddenly came out. Immediately followed by the second, third, and fourth... They gently pressed around the altar, stroking the flesh and blood of those crazy believers and innocents.

Everyone, including the knight beside the old man, is breathing hard.

They suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over their bodies, as if they were touching those rotten arms.

A knight, looking down unconsciously at the palm of his hand holding the sword, at the back of the hand, I don’t know when to start, there is a light red vertical streak, and the extreme itch makes him unable to return the knight’s sword. Sheath, sneaked a few times.

The strange touch came, and when the knight looked again, he saw that a layer of skin on the back of his hand had been directly caught by him, and he fell with a click, and there was no pupil on the back of the **** hand. The dark eyes opened slowly.

Looking over, for a moment, the tide of terror will drown his soul.

At this moment, Oresm, who took off his robe, suddenly appeared on the altar, a pair of steel palms straight into the ripples, the sacred light, the violent howling, a huge head He was dragged out by him.

It was a rotten head with only "eyes", all black eyes squeezed together, enough to make the fearful patients crazy, and instantaneously defeated most of the knights in the field.

The terrible itching swept every knight's mind.

They threw down the knight sword in their hands uncontrollably, and the Holy Light that exploded in their bodies couldn’t stop them from producing “rotting black eyes” everywhere. They unconsciously scratched and ripped off pieces of flesh.

As the knights want to mutate, the light in Oresm's hands is surging several times. ~ IndoMTL.com ~ With the muffled noise of "Bang", the rotten head burst into pieces, all the rotting The arm turned into fly ash, and the knights collapsed.

Looking at the dark eyes and closing them slowly, the terrible itch began to recede.

Wait for the knights to relax. After the portal, the ripples surging wildly, one rotten arm protruding violently, instantly grabbed the knight of Olysm everywhere, around his body, one A rotten head covered with "black eyes" came out.

The holy light that has flowed out of Olasim has been wiped out by that deep pollution.

The knights must continue to mutate again. At the center of the ground, the heavy stone "sword box" exploded violently, and a piece of white gemstone was cast. The ancient and gorgeous knight sword slowly floated up and immediately turned into A dazzling holy light blazed away at the portal.

Olesim’s thick voice came at this time:

"Leave this place and ask for help from the church and the castle bureau."

"Tell them that a magic wave will erupt here, I can block... ten minutes."