Chapter 653 Borrowing a Cup
Chapter 165: "Very good, thank you all for your enthusiastic support. I can assure you that you will never regret your decision today in the future!"
After all interested parties signed the agreement, the envoy put away the strange contract.
"Hehe... Well, everyone, please continue to enjoy the dance tonight. I'll take my leave now."
Amidst a burst of strange laughter, the messenger and his guards walked directly towards the exit of the venue.
At this moment in the dance floor, many professionals have collapsed in a heap. The overly intense sensual stimulation in a short period of time has made them completely unconscious.
The blood flowing from their wounds dyed the stage red, adding a strong sense of evil to the scene, as if it was an altar where some evil ritual was being performed.
"This... Lord Shuster, is it really right for us to cooperate with them?"
Seeing this scene, Alyssa’s lips trembled, but she couldn’t help but ask in a low voice.
Her chivalrous instinct made her extremely repulsive to these "evil" things, but her aristocratic education told her that doing so was the most beneficial move for her side.
The fierce conflict between the two made her unable to help but tightly grip the hilt of her beloved sword, feeling confused and not knowing what to do.
"You need to learn to get used to this, Alyssa."
Noticing her situation, Shuter walked over to her and gently patted her shoulder with his armored right hand.
“I know exactly how you feel, but you have to understand one thing: the world does not run according to our will, and we cannot save everyone.
Sometimes, in order to achieve our ultimate goal, as long as it does not violate our bottom line, it is acceptable to compromise in certain other aspects. "
"However, the envoy clearly demonstrated the power of the pagans, and he did not care about human lives at all. If the marquises of the empire cooperate with them, will there be huge civilian casualties in the future?"
At this time, Roche couldn't help but speak.
After all, he was born in the Karlas Province of the Empire, and his family still lived there. He did not want his actions of overthrowing the original rulers and liberating the civilians to lead to more civilian casualties.
"Roche, I think you may have made a mistake. From ancient times to the present, has reform ever been bloodless?"
Xuter looked at Roche's nervous expression, then looked at Matt's equally sullen expression, and couldn't help but sigh.
“The price paid for the establishment of the Ancient Magic Empire was that the capitals of several united kingdoms were completely destroyed by the floating city, and the most stubborn resistance along with the millions of people living there were reduced to ashes.
The price of the three empires on the continent was two years of bloody turmoil. During those two years, all regions of the continent were involved in the war, and no place was safe. Even walking on the street, you could die at any time from inexplicable super-level magic.
In the course of history, all we [Spark] can do is to minimize the flow of blood and shorten the time of blood flow, that's all." . ….….On the other side, the envoy who left the venue also encountered a little trouble at this moment.
In Dragon Cinema City, walking alone on the street at night is not a safe thing. Even if you are traveling with someone, the number of people should not be less than three.
Of course, mid- and high-level professionals are excluded.
After casually dealing with some thugs who were looking for trouble, the messenger suddenly stopped and his eyes behind the silver-black mask became solemn.
Unlike those rotten fish and shrimp, he could clearly sense that there was some real threat approaching him.
"There's no need to hide it any more. Sir, what is your purpose here?"
Sensing a familiar aura, the messenger spoke coldly, looking towards the street corner ahead without a trace of emotion.
There, a figure covered in a black robe, whose identity could not be seen clearly, walked out slowly.
“It’s very simple.”
Under a black robe, Avis smiled slightly.
"I would like to borrow your cup for a few days. I wonder if you can agree to my small request."
"Cup? You ignorant man, are you asking for the power of God?"
Hearing this, the messenger seemed to have heard something funny.
"I can feel the power of desire surging in your spirit.
However, my unknown lord, I have a piece of advice for you. If I were you, I would change my path immediately. Because at the end of the road ahead of you, the gods have been waiting for a long time. "
"I don't think so, Your Excellency the Envoy."
Avis shook his head, his tone flat.
In fact, ever since the moment the cup appeared, Avis truly understood that this was the collection of desires he was truly pursuing.
So, he temporarily put aside the situation at the venue and chased after him.
Indeed, that cup might be the embodiment of some kind of Outer God's power, but there were already enough Outer Gods targeting him, so just one more wouldn't be a big deal.
If he could completely absorb the power of desire contained in the cup, then it would probably be enough for his seed of desire to truly enter the next stage.
"You made a wrong decision."
Seeing that Avis was unmoved, the messenger returned to his expressionless look.
Without seeing him make any move, the next moment, the guard beside him attacked without warning. A black lightning instantly struck Avis, trying to catch him by surprise.
But in the surprised eyes of the Storm Warlock, the black lightning that hit Avis' body passed through as if it were nothing, silently melting a deep hole in the road surface of the alley behind him.
"Illusion?"
Glancing at the streets around him that were already covered with a layer of mist, the messenger waved his hand, and a faint red color enveloped the Storm Warlock.
Then, in the eyes of the Storm Warlock, the original figure of 'Avis' suddenly disappeared, and a new figure appeared again on the roof nearby.
"The power of God is really convenient..."
Helplessly looking at the eighth-level guard who had discovered his true identity, Avis adjusted the Phantom Light Ice Domain from the original concealment mode to the assault mode.
“But I think that the power you have obtained may have some limitations?” . ….….Just as it appeared, this battle between the eighth levels lasted only a very short time and then ended abruptly.
A huge illusion field emitting white light covered an area of several miles in radius, blocking out all prying eyes from the outside world.
After withstanding three ninth-order one-time attack artifacts sponsored by Bishop Yanile, the messenger and his guards still couldn't withstand the fourth one.
Thanks to Anvist's careful control of the output, the two were not completely purified.
Although the power of desire can pollute the holy power, that also depends on the quality and quantity of the two.
After removing the messenger's mask, Avis placed one hand on the messenger's face, and then controlled the operation of the Seed of Desire, patiently using the power of desire to pull the cup out little by little.
(End of this chapter)
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