Chapter 1211 Your name?

Paradise City, outside the city.

In an occupied snakeman temple, the statue of Huantiansi that was originally enshrined there has been smashed to pieces.

The original image of Huan Tiansi was supposed to be a handsome, long-haired young man with three pairs of six-feathered wings and a snake tail below his waist. He wore a monocle and held a ring in front of him, looking down at the earth with a smile.

At this moment, the upper half of his body had already shattered and collapsed to the ground.

The golden ring in his hand had been taken away, the silver wings inlaid with six-colored gems had been broken, and the diamond monocle had naturally been taken away as well - although it was actually embedded in the eye of the statue, so even half of his face was violently smashed.

In a world where gods actually exist, this behavior is undoubtedly a true blasphemy.

But for these Parthians who have a simple view of reincarnation... they have even prepared themselves mentally for being sent to hell after death, and have even made plans to massacre the city.

Is this the only taboo against blasphemy that is needed now?

Since Huantiansi did not help them when they were suffering, there is no reason to stop them now that they are seeking revenge.

Of course, the Red Hand hated the high-ranking temple priests—they held greater power and status than ordinary freemen. Not only did they not have to endure hunger, they even didn't need to work to wear fine clothes, be accompanied by servants, and have no worries about food and clothing.

Now that I have the power and opportunity for revenge, I naturally cannot let these people go!

For someone who may not even live to see tomorrow, what ethics and morals should he care about!

Those gathered here at the moment are the elite of the Red Hand Gang - but although they are called elite, in fact, none of them even have the fifth energy level.

They are here only to protect their leader, using their bodies as detection eyes, bearing the cost of rituals and preventively sharing the curse.

Hassan the Flame Fist himself sat in the center of the altar where the magic circle he had rewritten was pointing, and he put the golden ring in the hands of the Holy Statue of Heaven into it like a hula hoop, meditating with his eyes closed.

This is not a wizard's spell, but rather is related to ritual spells.

The Huantiansi is the Celestial Priest of the Tail and the Celestial Priest of Infinity—relying on the resonance and transformation of the six elemental spells, he can flexibly manipulate and infinitely expand his power. In the desert, this means that the priests of the Huantiansi can use this power to amplify the water source granted to the Benevolent Lords by the Huayuansi... This is also the reason why the Benevolent Lords are particularly friendly to the priests of the Huantiansi.

Hassan the Flame Fist's idea is simple.

——Since it can expand water, it can also expand fire.

So he directly killed the priest of Huan Tiansi and occupied a temple. He used a blasphemous ritual to steal the power of Huan Tiansi, and used the fragment of Tiansi in his left arm as a medium to continuously amplify the purest power of fire.

This was certainly not something he could have imagined.

This was the knowledge a witch had taught him... She and the people behind her seemed to be looking forward to being able to kill Adil.

The prosthetic limbs that could seal the fragments of Geometry Celestial Being, the ritual spells that could steal Celestial Being's power... and the tainted badge that could hide from Celestial Being's power as long as it was worn were all gifts she had given him. When he first met the witch, he was still in the Mage Tower.

--use?

That doesn't matter.

Hassan didn't care if anyone was taking advantage of him.

He only needed to achieve his own goals, not hinder others'. This was something he'd learned in the Mage Tower... Sometimes, even mages were forced to cooperate. The definition of "necessary cooperation" depended on whether the other party could bring him irreplaceable benefits.

As long as there is no betrayal or deception in this cooperation, and as long as both parties achieve the same goal, then it can be considered a close and tacit cooperation - as for whether his actions will bring more benefits to others or whether he will pay more price for it, this is actually not within Hassan's consideration.

As his followers thought—

If you may not even live to see tomorrow, why worry about the future?

With the help of Huan Tiansi's infinite power, he did summon an extremely powerful force.

This excited Hassan—they had only been fighting Paradise City for two days, and they were already facing immense resistance. Paradise City was truly too strong, and even Hassan felt a little regretful... They should have prioritized attacking other city-states to build up strength, encircling them and cutting off their supplies, rather than attacking Paradise City directly.

Because after returning, Hassan found that the Red Hand members had become so numerous - they even had a thousand camels!

This made Hassan too excited and he acted a little rashly.

In just two days, hundreds of our brothers had already perished at the hands of the slave cavalry of Paradise City... and the fires they set didn't even disrupt the daily lives of the residents of the central area. The benevolent rulers of Paradise City hadn't even deployed their own guards, and the casualties they inflicted were largely due to Hassan's spell damage.

However, his magic has its limits.

Even with the bonus of the Celestial Fragments, there are only so many spells you can use every day.

This was also the inevitable problem for spellcasters as they reached higher levels... Once their mana was depleted, they had to retreat and sleep to replenish it. High-level spells consumed more mana than each other, and they could even use up their entire day's supply of mana in less than half an hour of combat.

Having the opportunity to use ritual spells to bypass the army and slave cavalry of Paradise City and directly bombard the city is undoubtedly an excellent strategy - after all, the Red Hand Party is of civilian and slave origin. Even if they have gained extraordinary powers due to their extreme ideas and the great inheritance of King Bingxin, their level is not high enough and they have no props at all.

Once dragged into a war of attrition, death is inevitable.

Their advantage lies in the fact that they are the attackers and have the initiative in their hands - so they can directly strike the target from beyond visual range, which is undoubtedly the most correct tactic.

Hassan brought the right tools, chose the right diplomacy, led the right organization, and determined the right tactics...

——But he still lost.

The magic circle running under him suddenly exploded!

The violent explosion engulfed Hassan, and the golden ring he wore was also violently twisted and deformed. However, thanks to the golden ring's elemental protection, he survived on the spot. The force of the impact was converted into magic power, replenishing his body... but everyone around him was killed.

Even the entire temple began to collapse!

The backlash from the spell being violently lifted and the backlash from the ritual spell being broken came together, causing Hassan to spit out a large mouthful of black blood.

There were even internal organs that were completely shattered and emitted hot white smoke.

"hateful……"

Hassan struggled to crawl out of the shattered ceremonial platform.

"leader!"

“—Hassan!”

As the building was crumbling, people outside rushed in regardless of their own safety, pulled Hassan out of the rubble, forcibly lifted him up and carried him out.

Just as his loyal followers led him away from the temple, the desecrated snake-man temple suddenly collapsed.

"hateful……"

Hassan cursed in a daze.

He had just controlled the "sun" in the sky and even managed to find the good master and kill him.

But shortly after that, his consciousness suddenly shattered - he still hasn't figured out what killed "himself".

I wouldn't mind dying, but it would be such a shame if I didn't succeed...

It was so close, so close to destroying Paradise City—

"Congratulations, Hassan."

A woman's voice came slowly.

“Who is it?”

"come out!"

Hassan's followers cursed warily, but Hassan relaxed after hearing her voice.

Long silver-blue hair, eyes as clear as sapphires... a beauty that reminded him of a lake, and a mystical mentor who had gifted him with a precious ritual. To this day, Hassan still didn't know her name.

As she approached, Hassan's manic followers gradually relaxed their weapons under her demonic charm, pointed them at the ground, and then dropped them with a clang.

They watched in fascination as she approached, and gradually became quieter. Finally, there was no sound except for the sound of the woman's footsteps. Everyone even held their breath.

"You did well, Hassan."

The witch gently stroked Hassan's blood-stained face, smiled tenderly, and kissed his forehead.

"Adil is dead. You win."

"……What?"

Contrary to expectations, Hassan did not feel happy.

He just asked in disbelief: "Adiel died? When?"

"It was destroyed simultaneously with the Ritual Spell: Third Sun Furnace you cast. Clearly, he had no choice but to die in order to fight against your power."

The witch smiled.

But Hassan couldn't laugh.

He only felt a great emptiness in his heart, and an indescribable fear.

He stared at the witch, realizing that he seemed to have accepted a gift he shouldn't have.

"Who...are you?"

Hassan looked at the witch and said in a hoarse voice, "What is your name?"

"Morgan."

Morgan smiled and said, “As a mage, you should have heard of my name…I am Morgan.

"You have no idea what a great deed you have just performed, Hassan. If you knew, you would tremble with joy at your own bravery and devotion."

"What...what did I do?"

Hassan's voice trembled.

He realized something, but didn't dare to admit it.

Morgan just smiled and looked at him, then said slowly, "You'll know soon.

"The stars...are about to fall."

Update completed!

Ah, I saw someone asked about this, so I'll mention it here...

It was previously said that it would be completed at the end of May, which was based on the original outline plan.

The book's original title was "The Ring of Tail," so it was originally slated for release on May 21st, and then finished two years later on May 21st. That's why I said it was the end of May. A cycle that connects beginning and end in the name of love—that's pretty romantic, isn't it?

But the cat's body has been unable to hold on for the past few months, and the updates have been completely unstable, so the progress is actually much slower than expected... It's currently April 18th, but in fact this part of the plot is still from March.

Now it seems that it would be good if it can be finished by mid-June or even the end of June. So don't worry about it ending suddenly. If my body really can't bear it, I will further reduce the updates, and write until July at worst... But I don't want to take too long a leave of absence, I'm worried that if I relax, I will collapse.

I'm going to the hospital tomorrow afternoon and may be back a little late. Don't wait for the update, you can check it out the next morning.

(End of this chapter)