Ever since the last kidnapping case and the incident at the Tomb of King Baruch, for practical reasons and to facilitate communication, Nefernis asked her old butler Nunot to pray to Akka so that Dorothy could pass the information to him. On the one hand, this was to prevent Nunot from encountering any accidents again, and on the other hand, it was also to facilitate Dorothy to carry out a special emergency measure.
Just now, Neve successfully communicated with Nunot through the information channel, explained some of the situations, and asked Nunot to implement the emergency measures they had previously planned. Although Nunot showed concern after hearing this, he immediately got up and walked out of the study.
After walking in the mansion for a while, Nunot passed a series of secret doors and came to a secret room in a house. In this secret room, a golden scepter decorated with flying bird wings and the eye of "Awakening" was inserted in a magic circle, reflecting a faint light under the dim candlelight.
After seeing the golden scepter, he knelt down in front of it, then held it in his hand and silently performed a ceremony that had been arranged here long ago. Through the ceremony, Nunot quickly consumed all the "activation" spirituality in the track scepter, causing the function of the golden scepter to stop.
"I didn't expect that the curse that has troubled the Boyle family for decades can sometimes become a powerful aid. I hope that the young lady can control this ancient power of hatred..."
Looking at the golden scepter in front of him, Nunot couldn't help but sigh and say that he would stay here forever, waiting for Neveu or other Rosicrucian beings in the distance to send him a message again, asking him to inject new spirituality into the scepter and turn it over to suppress the curse.
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In northern Ukraine, somewhere in the desert of Busan.
In the dark desert, under the vast starry sky, at this moment, a distorted and indescribable hell scene is emerging.
On a vast land of more than 20 kilometers in radius, a large, eye-catching blood-red curtain is covering it. Looking from mid-air, the barren sand in the distant horizon is now covered with muscles and skin, and the exposed thick meridians are spreading everywhere like the roots of a big tree, flowing with violent vitality. Countless huge mouths and eyes are cracked on the flesh and blood land, facing the sky ready to thunder. Huge deformed arms grow in patches on the flesh and blood land like trees, and more small arms like branches grow out of the arms. Thousands of fingers are like dense leaves on a big tree, hanging on the branches and shaking slightly.
In the strange forest constructed by deformed tree hands, in the center of the land of flesh and blood, Yunina was standing here, her whole body turned into red skin, she lost some of her facial features and hair, and turned into some kind of monster. She inserted her arm into the space in front of her eyes, and at the place where her arm was inserted, countless tumors grew out of thin air in mid-air, and countless blood threads spread everywhere, growing out in dots in the space. Those spreading blood threads have stretched upwards to a height of hundreds of nearly kilometers. These blood threads that grew out of thin air in the space kept slowly dilating, as if they were the organs of the space itself.
At this moment, Yunina continued her work of eroding the mysterious world. Under the blessing of a god as powerful as her mother, she was methodically corrupting the heritage from ancient times on this land. She could feel the power of this heritage was far-reaching and powerful, and the divinity she was given was craving for other supreme delicacies that belonged to the power of God.
"Please be patient... I will work hard to cook this power, and the final taste will not disappoint you... I promise..."
As the erosion continued, Yunina murmured softly. Although she could not show any expression without a face, her extreme desire was still expressed in her words.
While Yunina's erosion was continuing, she suddenly seemed to sense something and turned her faceless head to the side. Then, she saw several dark green soul fires light up out of nowhere among the deformed blood hand forest not far away, and then a dry, hoarse, ghostly voice came out of nowhere.
"Hey... you've exposed yourself again, Boyle. You can't get away with it this time... huh?"
Amid the sound, a huge phantom slowly emerged between the dark green ghost lights. Upon closer inspection, it was actually the upper body of a giant mummy, about seven or eight meters tall, emaciated, and skinny.
All kinds of glittering jewels and gold ornaments were hung everywhere. He was wearing a rotten and incomplete robe. On his hideous skull-like face, a dark green soul fire was burning slowly in his dark eye sockets.
After appearing here, Hafdal began to look for the target of his curse. However, before he could find the bloodline that he hated so much, he discovered the unusual scene here.
"Such a violent power, what is this? No... This is the place of storage, how could it become like this... You filthy rotten bug, what are you doing!!!"
After examining the surrounding situation, Hafdal suddenly found that the current situation was not right. At this moment, he discovered that Yunina was eroding from a distance. Suddenly, the ghost fire in his eyes suddenly surged, and the whole person let out an extremely angry scream.
The death screams of the Undead King with a powerful curse spread out from Hafdal, and the flesh and blood earth around him quickly began to die, losing their vitality and quickly aging and shrinking. Those lush blood hand giant trees were instantly weathered into skinny mummy hand trees, and the flesh and blood earth quickly withered under the influence of Hafdal.
"The power projection of the Undead King? Why is it here?" Yunina looked at Hafdar in front of her and thought to herself with some confusion. She was still a little surprised by his sudden appearance.
After pursuing the breath of the medium that reappeared after great difficulty, it came from the ancient undead. Hafdal projected his power here and cast his own death curse on the person he had determined to kill.
Anyone cursed by Hafdar will be killed no matter where they flee. The closer they are to Hafdar, the stronger the curse will be. In the northern Uzbek territory, Hafdar can project a powerful curse that exceeds the strength of ordinary curses. When Nunot in Put in the distance removed the protection of the golden scepter and sensed the presence of Hafdar, he immediately used his bloodline as a medium to project the power of his curse to kill any bloodline of Boyle.
In fact, it stands to reason that if Neveu is in the virtual world, even if Nunot removes the protection of the golden scepter, he will not be able to detect Neveu. After all, the virtual world has divine protection and is very deeply isolated from the real world.
But the situation is different now. The virtual world is being eroded by Yunina, and Dorothy can feel it. Due to Yunina's erosion, the connection between the virtual world and the real world has become stronger. Dorothy can even vaguely perceive the situation in the real world in the virtual world. Once the connection is strengthened, Nef's existence may be sensed by Hafdar and attracted.
Hafdal was attracted, but it did not mean that he could enter the virtual world. After all, even top-level gold Yunina needed to rely on divine power to slowly erode her before she could enter the virtual world. It was impossible for Hafdal to enter. If Hafdal could not enter, he could only wait at the "door" of the virtual world. At that time, Yunina was also at the door and was constantly "pricking the door".
So, what would Hafdar, a former minister of the First Dynasty, do if he saw that the holy land of the First Dynasty's God, the Judge of Heaven, was being invaded? Dorothy was not really sure about this. She could only hope that Hafdar, a thousand-year-old undead, still had some feelings for the First Dynasty and the Judge of Heaven. Now it seemed that Dorothy's hope was not in vain.
"Die! Filthy blasphemer!!"
With another scream, Hafdal's curse of decay rapidly intensified, and under his angry gaze of hellfire, it was released towards Yunina. For a moment, the flesh and blood around Yunina began to rapidly wither and turned into a flattened, wrinkled corpse.
Although she was at the center of the curse, Yunina herself was not harmed at all. The smooth, delicate, moist and soft red skin on her body seemed to have become a little drier under the influence of the curse, and the moisture and smoothness of her skin were not as good as before.
Facing Hafdal who was casting curses with all his strength, Yunina looked at it as if it didn't exist, and then with a slight wave of her hand, outside the withered field around Hafdal, the living flesh and blood land began to wriggle for a while, and then turned into waves and rushed towards Hafdal. Those waves of flesh and blood began to change in the process of rushing towards them, and turned into bright red wolf heads with fangs.
There were a dozen wolf heads roaring with deafening howls rushing towards Hafdal. These terrifying roars coming from all directions overlapped with each other, forming an extremely dense spiritual sound wave shock. This shock made Hafdal's materialized image unstable for a while, and the entire illusory body began to show signs of disunity, causing Hafdal's withering aura that protected himself to weaken.
At this moment, the dozen or so wolf heads rushed forward, opened their bloody mouths, and instantly tore Hafdal's projection into pieces and devoured it, leaving only a head flying into the air with an angry expression.
“This power…”
Only Hafdar was left, looking at Yunina in the distance in disbelief, while Yunina remained silent.
“Even if your father came in person, even if I went to your tomb to face you in your entirety, you would not be my opponent. Now you are just a physical projection and yet you are so arrogant. It turns out that you have all existed for too long as the rumors said, and everything inside and out, including your soul, has decayed…”
Yunina murmured this, and when she was about to command her red wolf to devour the last piece of Hafdal's illusory body, something strange happened at the scene.
A magic circle, a magic circle depicting the complex symbol of "silence", suddenly appeared and lit up in the air above Hafdal without any warning, and then quickly expanded. After seeing the magic circle, Hafdal knew its purpose at a glance.
"Psychic..."
When the red wolf heads that grew out of the flesh and blood land attacked Hafdal, countless high-speed spirits suddenly emerged from the magic circle that lit up out of thin air and attacked the red wolf heads. After these spirits drilled into the heads of the red wolves one by one, the red wolves were startled, and then began to roar and howl at each other, and then these red wolves immediately began to attack each other and bit each other. All of a sudden, a huge amount of blood flowed.
This level of spirit possession... Could it be...
Looking at this scene, Hafdal couldn't help but widen his eyes and look at the spiritual circle that was still disappearing. At this moment, a figure was slowly descending from the circle.
This figure is also a dead person, but unlike many purely spiritual undead spirits, the dead person that appeared in the magic circle at this time has a physical body.
On the normal physical body, the pure white and exquisite gold dress wrapped around the slender and dehydrated body, resulting in large areas of unnatural depression. From the long gown, stretched out a pair of slender hands wrapped in bandages, with countless glittering rings on the slender fingers. Under the long skirt, the feet, also wrapped in bandages, stepped on gold-decorated gorgeous shoes. Various mysterious and mysterious patterns were embroidered on the loose dress.
Under the huge and exquisite crown is a veil that covers the entire face. Although the veil hides the face, the mummy-like face of the deceased can still be vaguely seen behind it. In front and behind the crown, long, smooth black hair is draped down, and the makeup artist wears all kinds of mysterious golden hair accessories. I don't know if they are wigs or real hair.
The deceased floating down from the sky had very obvious female features. Compared with Hafdar, she seemed to have concealed the features of the deceased very well. Her exposed hands and feet were wrapped in bandages, and her face was covered with a veil. Her clothes and jewelry were very new and intact, not at all messy and torn like Hafdar's, and she didn't look like she came out of a tomb at all. Her whole body was here, and if you didn't look carefully, you would think she was a mysterious and beautiful living woman.
"Long time no see, Hafdal." While slowly falling from the magic circle, the female deceased caught Hafdal's head and spoke in a much softer but still hoarse voice than Hafdal's.
"Shepsuna...how come you are here!" Looking at the female dead in front of him, Hafdal spoke in great surprise, and the female undead called Shepsuna then spoke.
"As for me... I am naturally using your projection power as a medium to communicate with you..."
"I know this. What I want to say is, why do you suddenly want to come here to communicate with the spirit world at this time!" Hafdal continued to ask anxiously and confusedly, while Shepsuna continued to answer calmly.
"Well... it's because I know that at this time today, I should come to you through self-communication..." Shepsuna said this and then her eyes turned to the red Yunina in the distance.
"Seven thousand years ago... when I looked at the long river of destiny for the last time under God's revelation... I broke through the boundaries and saw countless fragments from afar. On one of them, I saw the filthy red in your destiny, which was encroaching on the holy land... I have been waiting for this moment to come a long time ago..." Shepsuna said slowly, and then she turned her gaze to Hafdal.
"Now... you should prepare yourself. Prepare to have your master respond to my call. The enemy we are facing is not something any of us can handle alone."
Shepsuna said this and then waved her hand again. Amid the crisp clash of countless pendants and jewels on her body, three spiritual circles appeared out of thin air beside her. Then, a distant and ancient breath came from each person's circle.
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