Sun God Marvel Chapter 243: Evil Demon cursed the disaster of darkness

The demise of the Shadow Man did not give Amelia the vampire too much touch, and she did n’t even know what happened. But for a group of people far away in Europe, the news is surprising.

As the black crystal in front of me burst suddenly, countless fragments fell to the ground and quickly turned to ashes, and a group of guys wrapped in large cloaks suddenly showed a horrified look in their eyes.

"The shadow assassin is already dead, how is this possible?"

Speaking is a middle-aged man with deep facial features. Scarlet eyes and fangs around his mouth fully show his identity as a vampire. Looking at his clothes and dressing are all very elegant, and at a glance, he knows that he is a guy who pays great attention to image problems.

Now, he doesn't seem to care about his image at all, only to see that he has his mouth wide open and looks incredulously towards a group of women sitting facing him. He even started shouting and dancing.

"Aren't you a group of witches wrong? My shadow assassin, my Satsuma. How could it be so dead!"

Hearing this, both the people around him and the witches accused by him showed sympathy to him. Shadow Assassin Satsuma is one of the most loyal men of this vampire elder who occupies three seats in the dark council, and is also the most intimate lover.

By virtue of their strange means and excellent tricks, the two grew a vampire family into one of the members of the council. Coming together along the way, after countless ups and downs, there has never been a change in hundreds of years. This kind of feeling and tacit understanding have amazed countless insiders.

However, the Shadow Assassin Satsuma is now dead. It is understandable that the elders showed such despair.

Many people began to sympathize with his experience. The pain of suddenly hearing the absence of a beloved one would indeed make people's intellect collapse completely.

"Lord Great Elder, mourning and sorrow. The soul crystal has never gone wrong, you should know." Facing the call of the elder vampire, some people sympathize, but still some people are indifferent.

A witch responded coldly to what he just said. Obviously, in her opinion, no matter how serious the feelings of others are, she is not qualified to question her professionalism.

As the witch told the truth that everyone had confirmed, the elder vampire could no longer bear the pain inside. He roared, and sharply pointed sharp claws on his five fingers. The arms also became the wings of a bat. Then it flew out of the castle like a shadow.

"Where is he going to go?" someone asked, watching the crazy elder vampire who disappeared in the night. But no one wants to answer his question.

Some of them are unwilling to answer, while others are indifferent. Losing the shadow assassin, this vampire elder is actually equivalent to losing half of his strength. He couldn't sit still. Then the rest of these people would not take him seriously.

"The elder looks a bit sad, let him be quiet for a while. Let's see how to deal with this difficult opponent." A voice suddenly sounded, setting the tone for this matter . No one dared to object to this order.

Speaking is the head of the witch, and is also the speaker of the dark council. She is the most powerful one among all present. It is also one of the most trusted by their queen. The combination of strength and power makes no one here dare to refute her words.

She first looked at the silent vampires, then glanced at her cronies again. The figure hiding in the cloak began to make an old voice.

"Is there any other means for the blood race?"

"We have nothing to do, Your Excellency Speaker." A vampire bowed and answered in a low voice.

"So, my witches. Do you have any ideas?" She turned her head to her cronies again. The mysterious and weird witches whispered and gave her an answer.

"Maybe we can try to curse him, Lord Speaker."

"Very good, then use this. If it doesn't work, let's think about other methods." The Speaker thought about it. Feeling that this method was feasible, he nodded to his cronies.

Soon, a group of witches stood up. They drew a strange pattern on the ground. This pattern is like a large number of geometric figures entangled together, which makes people feel dizzy. And after drawing the pattern, the witches stood around the pattern, remembering the spell that no one could understand.

With the black cat's blood and unknown powders, the pattern on the ground began to gradually radiate a fascinating red light in the witch's spell. With the emergence of light, the witches collectively cut their wrists, allowing their blood to drip on the radiating lines.

When the blood fell to the ground, it immediately turned into a green flame. The turbulent flame swayed his posture, and it looked even more strange.

At this time, the witches quickly grabbed feathers, lizards, toads, bugs and other things from their bodies and threw them into the flame. These things disappeared as soon as they entered the flame. It doesn't seem to be burned to ashes, nor does it seem to be hidden by any blinding method. Instead, it is more like an invisible thing hiding in it, and then swallowed them quietly.

And as these things disappeared completely, the green flame rose sharply, and began to show a strong red in the flame heart. The flame was rising, and a smell of sulfur came out of the flame. And that means. This high-level curse magic is in effect.

The pattern is a way to summon Evil Demon and communicate with it. The witch's blood is the source of assurance and mana. Piecemeal things are not only magical tools for witches, but also vicious spells for the cursed. When all these conditions are met, Evil Demon comes and accepts the cursed contract. He will become the curse performer, torture the cursed person, and at the same time reap his soul in return for his own reward.

The ritual of the witches is at the end, and then only the information of the cursed person is needed to complete the last step of the ritual.

At this time, some people handed over a draft, which sketched the appearance of Zhou Yi very carefully. At the same time, others took the black crystal ashes that had just broken.

Crystal is the natal stone of the shadow assassin Satsuma. At the moment Satsuma died, it also recorded the breath that caused Satsuma's death. With the appearance and the sense of breath, the Evil Demon who has accepted the contract can find the existence of the target.

The witches put these things into the cursed magic circle, and the flame immediately put these two things in the center of the circle like a pair of big hands. A gloomy, horrifying laughter sounded from the circle, and this also meant that the curse was completely achieved. Evil Demon started to act.

Hearing this laugh, the spell-casting witches laughed at each other. What they are doing now is just waiting for the final outcome.

For centuries. The witches used this method to kill many powerful guys. Among them are some priests and knights with powerful powers, and even those who are holy names are no exception. So they are very confident in their curse.

The unpredictable strange powers of the witches will once again deter the entire council and extract more rights and resources for them. This is what they are about to get, and even the Speaker who sits high on the throne never doubted it.

However, things did not develop as they thought.

Time passes by one minute and one second. The magic circle did not change as they thought. According to the usual practice, the Evil Demon vision should be transformed on the circle at this time, and began to show them how tortured by the cursed. But now, no vision appears in the magic circle.

This gave an ominous hunch to the speaker. She is the most powerful of the witches, and she has the deepest knowledge of this cursed magic. And there has been no movement for such a long time, it is already extremely abnormal.

The Evil Demon who signed the contract will not casually agree, and the will of the witch king is monitoring the implementation of the contract. If something is said, it can only be the cursed person. But what can go wrong with a cursed guy?

She is still thinking, suddenly. There have been changes in the magic circle.

A flash of light flashed in the center of the magic circle. This made the witches who had been waiting for some time anxiously looked up and wanted to see what was going on inside. They thought it was a message from Evil Demon, but the fact was not the same as what they thought.

First, a fierce Evil Demon ghost appeared in the flame, and then a golden flame spread at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fire is green, it seems to want to stop the spread of golden flames. But they simply couldn't stop this obviously more magical flame.

Evil Demon's lower body has been completely engulfed by gold. He was yelling loudly and wailing. Let all the witches around hear the pain in his voice. But this has no purpose. The flame rises exceptionally quickly, just a few breaths. It completely engulfed the body of Evil Demon, and also completely prevented him from making any sounds.

Evil Demon is dead? Almost all witches asked such questions in their hearts. They have never encountered such a weird thing. To know that the guy who can be summoned to perform the curse is not an ordinary small character. Even in hell. They are also first-class powerhouses. It is far from the existence that the so-called exorcists can confront.

How could such a guy die like this, and still die so strangely in front of their eyes?

The flames were still rising, and a loud look of shock appeared in the Speaker ’s eyes. The weird scene in front of her reminded her of some secret stories that ordinary people don't know ~ IndoMTL.com ~ so she quickly shouted to her cronies.

"Danger. Quickly turn off the magic circle for me."

The witches did not know what happened, but out of instinct, they immediately executed the order of the Great Speaker. But it was too late.

The golden flames exploded immediately, like a pure gold dragon rising into the sky. The flaming flames not only brought fatal high temperature, but also an unimaginable divine power.

The witches on the side of the magic were burned in an instant, leaving no ashes. And the light from the flames. For the vampires present, it was extremely fatal. As if a huge sun suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, any vampire who dared to face this sky-high fire was turned into flying dust.

For a time, the entire Dark Council seemed to be in another world. Incomparably hot, incomparably bright, and incomparably desperate.

The Great Speaker finally wants to understand who they are facing. But at the thought of this she felt despair. Because it is a **** walking in the world, and against the god, this is definitely something she did not think about. (~ ^ ~)