Sun God Marvel Chapter 1758: It ’s all based on luck that there is another hidden meaning


Suddenly, a deafening sound came from the dim forest, which was the long roar of the law-protecting dragon. And when such a sound sounds, it actually means that a greater movement is coming.

It can be said that the ground is unsatisfactory, and the ground starts to shake. The ancient castle seems to be no longer able to hold on. In the skylight, countless stones are like water splashing out of the sky, and they are shot by the sky under the impact of violent flames. And in such a disaster situation, Strange, who had just taken the protector of the dragon, appeared suddenly before the collapsed castle, and looked at the thing in his hand with a sigh.

He is carrying a head in his hand, more precisely, a deformed head.

It looks like a human face, but the overall facial features have been distorted to the point of deformity. Especially the split-like structure of the mouthpiece like an insect, and the tongue that looks like a living worm, this guy should belong to the ranks of monsters.

In fact, he can indeed be called a monster.

This guy is called the **** of blood in this Eastern European land, and his origins are related to an earl hundreds of years ago.

Two hundred years ago, an earl of Austrian king ruled here. Nearly fifty years old, he had taken three wives, but he did not get any heirs.

Unwilling to conquer his own life, the territory he obtained eventually fell into the hands of an irrelevant person. This earl had the idea of ​​longevity in his later years. To this end, he sheltered a bunch of pagans under the eyes of the Catholic Church, and the reason why he sheltered these pagans was that these pagans claimed to have mastered the method of calling the blood **** and giving eternal life.

Although it was a very unwise act to offend the Catholic Church in such an era, under the temptation of eternal life, the count still resolutely took risks.

As a rare talent in the era at that time, he was able to rely on the merits of war to confer the title of Earl step by step, he made a comprehensive arrangement for his plan. But under his arrangement, there was no such thing as a dog blood exposed, and the Holy Patriarch came to the door to pay off and other stupid things. Everything is natural, the cult successfully summoned their so-called blood god, and he also successfully obtained eternal life.

It's just that this immortality is too different from what he imagined.

At the beginning, he thought that the so-called blood **** might have something to do with the legendary vampire. So when he thought about it, the worst result was that he turned into a vampire and could only hide in the night all day long.

It sounds bad, but it is not unacceptable compared to eternal life. However, things are far worse than he thought.

Because the so-called blood **** is not a vampire at all, but an evil **** from a different space. And its so-called immortality is not just a simple gift, but a very expensive parasitic.

The blood **** summoned by the cultist is so parasitic on the earl, and it turns him into such a monster.

Become a monster. For humans, this may be worse than death. In the face of such a result, the Earl with reason is certainly unacceptable. So he immediately ordered the slaughter of these cultists and destroyed everything about this cult.

However, the mistake has been cast. He has become an irreversible thing as a monster. Because of the parasitic influence, he knew exactly what the blood **** who parasitized himself and transformed himself into a monster wanted. It wants to spread its own ethnic group in this world and transform all human beings like him into monsters like him.

For this count, he has made a big mistake and he really should n’t go wrong again and again. So when his conscience was discovered, he began to give up the thought of dying with the blood god.

But please ask Buddha easy to send the Buddha hard. After all, it is the existence of a **** in the name, and I want to die with it, but it is not so easy.

First of all, this blood **** is almost immortal. Every drop of white turbid blood flowing from its parasitic body can operate as if it were alive, and as long as such blood can find a living body, then it can produce a new monster in a parasitic way.

Such monsters are not afraid of swords and chopping, and all fatal damage to humans has no way to affect them. The only way to kill them is to use flames to purify them and burn them to ashes. But this method is only effective for ordinary monsters. For the subject of the blood god, the flame cannot completely eliminate him.

It can only be weakened at most, not destroyed. In response to this, the Earl gave this order to his own people while still having reason.

He ordered the closure of his castle, and he built a huge coffin with heavy cast iron. Afterwards, he walked to the torture rack with his own will, and after being completely burned, he was placed in this coffin by his own leaders and sealed up forever.

This is the only response he can think of as a human being, and it is the only thing he can do to redeem his sins. Just in case, he even left a legacy. If someone opened his coffin, let him reproduce the world. Then his descendants of the leaders will do everything they can to cremate and seal him again before he has completely recovered.

The story from the nearby town is derived from this legacy. The so-called crutches are the unique features of this earl. He lost a foot in the war and could only use crutches in his life instead of walking, and even if he was put in a coffin, his silver crutches always followed him.

Blood God can only make him immortal, not let him grow another leg. And if he really wakes up, as long as he does not want to crawl and walk, then crutches are his necessities.

As for why the target is a child? This is a rule for preying on the weak in nature.

The fighting power of the blood **** is not strong, do n’t look at the word of **** in his name, but from the real gods, he has a distance of tens of thousands of miles. Except for that peculiar undead ability, he had nothing commendable at all. Not to mention the existence of the level against the gods, even ordinary people, when they are well-trained and fully prepared, want to deal with him, but only need to pay a price.

Under this premise, once he falls into a weak state and wants to recover, he can only start with those weak larvae.

That's why the residents of the town use this word-of-mouth story to warn each other and protect their children. Because a hungry monster wants to deal with a child, it is really simple.

The thing that the mage experienced at the time was the accidental incident of the monster parasitic by the blood god. The mage, who had sealed it after nine deaths, apparently regarded it as a show-off capital, and it was recorded in the majestic library of Kama Taj.

This is actually a blameless thing. After all, the mage is also a person. You ca n’t stop others from bragging in their own notes, and be proud of themselves. But the problem is that this misunderstood note obviously made Strange wrong.

He originally thought this blood **** was a visitor in hell. He could follow the ritual to summon it and find a gate to hell, but now it seems that this will not work.

Although the blood **** comes from other worlds, this other world is just an ordinary different space, which has nothing to do with hell. Having figured this out, Stranche naturally found out that he ran again in vain.

The reason for saying this again is that this is not the first time he has done such a thing. With so many notes, he almost couldn't see a head, and in the principle of luck, he simply changed his mind and began to explore suspicious notes one by one.

If he is lucky, he may be able to find a way to open the door to **** in a mysterious event that may not be understood by the author, even the author himself. But as far as the current situation is concerned, his luck is not good.

Before coming to this small town in Eastern Europe and incidentally solving their worries about the blood **** for hundreds of years, he has made a special trip around North America to find the legendary horror house. As a result, although the horror house was blown up by him and countless evil spirits were burned to ashes by him, he did not find a way to get through **** there.

The result here is not as good as the horror house. At least there was a little bit of contact with hell, and some of the shadows of the big devil could be seen. And here, it is simply that the evil **** of different spaces is at work, and it is also a weak chicken evil god.

In normal times, Strange does n’t mind carrying forward the style of Karma Taj taught by Baron Modu, enclosing this parasitic head of the blood **** with magic and putting it in the temple of their mage As a visiting exhibit.

This will build up the confidence of young mage apprentices and make them realize what a powerful mage can do. Second, it can also deter those evil gods in different spaces, and let them understand that the earth is not only their hunting ground, but also their burial ground. But now, he obviously does not have this mood.

The magic fire of the guardian dragon appeared in his hand. The blood god, who was originally called the undead, was immediately burned to ashes. Then, regardless of the remaining ashes in his hand, Strange directly took out a notebook from his pocket and sketched it.

"The castle in Eastern Europe, this one can be crossed out. It ’s a waste of time. I really do n’t know how the former mage was so arrogant. Even the role of a weak chicken can be said to be a nine-death life. Experience. It seems that 9 out of 10 is just a master apprentice. "

"Forget it, prepare to go to the next place. Let me see, is it the pyramid of the Inca region, is it a restricted area without survivors? Or is it good to come to the mysterious tavern of New Mexico that can only be encountered by chance What about it? "

While arguing about the unruly bragging of the author of the original note, Strange was upset about his next goal.

This is pure luck, and he does n’t even know what kind of things he will encounter before he really intervenes. Maybe it is the gate of hell, maybe some other mysterious existence. Judging from the odds alone, the possibility of the former is actually very slim.

If there is a better option, he certainly would not want to have the headless flies like now. After all, he has always been the one with the most luck in luck. But it is a pity that he has no other choice, especially under such tight time.

So he can only try his luck one by one, to see if the goddess of luck will see in the face of so many lives, and give him a special preferential treatment.

Probably, the Goddess of Fortune really changed him because of this problem. Just when he was at a loss and was about to take a start, he suddenly felt a special surge of spells.

This fluctuation is on him, but it is not the result of his own mana change. In response, Strange was stunned for a moment, and then immediately took out the core of the shadow distortion that he secretly received.

Unsurprisingly, special spell fluctuations appear on this thing. And just when he watched the seal on the core shattered, thinking that the shadow distortion would be born again ~ IndoMTL.com ~ A group of shadows rushed out suddenly, and in a flash, it has evolved into a The image he is familiar with.

Baron Modu, his teacher. This particular change surprised him, but he soon realized that the hidden truth immediately came to him, so immediately, he questioned Baro Modu in front of him.

"Teacher, has this been arranged by you? Did you deliberately leave this core to me?"

"Of course. Otherwise, just two mortals, how can I be qualified to use this level of magic?"

The answer of Baron Mordo is exactly the same as Strange ’s conjecture, and while Strange breathed a sigh of relief, he was unavoidably curious.

"Why do you want to do this kind of thing, can't you say something to me in front of me?"

"Things are more complicated than you think, Strange. You, me, or the entire Karma Taj is already involved in a maelstrom. I'm not sure in this maelstrom In the middle, how can we protect ourselves. So, I can only try my best to do the most comprehensive measures. "

The shadowed Baron Modu gave a long sigh, and then he admonished him against Strange.

"Listen, Strange, this is just one of my avatars. I can only use this method to temporarily avoid their sight. Our time is running out, so I have to make a long story short. Death Canyon, Let those people be careful about the situation there. The terrible turmoil is about to happen in the world, and the core of the turmoil is here. This is a conspiracy, everyone is calculated, including ourselves. So, we must respond as soon as possible. Time is really running out! "

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