Chapter 99 No one will die, I promise you (5.5k)
"Your Highness, the entire Solon Mountains and the surrounding 20,000-meter area are currently under full martial law."
"knew."
Looking at the dark entrance embedded in the mountain in front of her, Yviste said lightly.
After a moment's silence, she suddenly turned around and looked at her subordinates behind her.
Afia, Morris and others were all here. Not only that, but even Rhine, Graya and other people from Augusta Manor were also there.
Even Duke Tyrus brought a large number of troops and waited at the entrance outside the underground ruins.
Everyone's purpose today is to complete Saint Laurent VI's temporary mission.
Not only that, even the churches in the city of Orne sent a large number of extraordinary people.
The Tianli Church, which had been in chaos, somehow restored order and gathered more than a hundred extraordinary people in a short period of time, who were also on standby here.
This may be closely related to the second prince Felit.
Of course, as the main force of this mission, only Iviste and others actually approached the target underground ruins.
Those clergymen and supernatural beings of the church were on standby far outside the Sauron Mountains just to block any supernatural pollution that might leak.
"You guys wait outside." Ivisette said calmly, "I'm the only one needed for this mission."
If Saint Laurent VI had not promised enough benefits, she would not have brought these men here.
If she alone can complete the task, but everyone can receive medals and commendations, that would be a very worthwhile deal.
"Your Highness, do you really not need our help?"
Afia showed a worried look and took a step forward to ask.
Ivester gently touched her head: "No, how can you, a level 3, help?"
Having said that, the real reason is that he just doesn't want his subordinates to be harmed.
Hearing this, Afia's mouth pursed, and then she retreated into the crowd.
"Then I wish your Highness success in your mission."
Duke Tyreus said.
Ivis nodded, turned and walked into the underground ruins.
Seeing this, Graya in the crowd finally relaxed.
While wiping his sweat, he whispered to his brother Rhine beside him: "Brother, why are those people from the church also participating in this mission? And why are they so wary of us?"
Rhine glanced at him calmly and said nothing.
Seeing this, Graya was not angry: "According to Lin En's point of view, there must be something wrong when things are abnormal."
"Could it be that the true sequence of that sealed object is not just level 2, but higher than we imagined?"
"Shut up."
In the cellar, Melanie was checking the storage status of various sealed objects as usual.
As a third-level transcendent who believes in "holy knowledge", she, like Lin En now, does not have any combat capabilities, but has maxed out her talent trees in scientific research and sealed objects.
She wandered around, humming a little tune.
Suddenly, Melanie seemed to remember something and touched her chest.
Then a trace of astonishment appeared on his face: "I forgot to return the necklace."
She shook her head, and Lin En's smiling face subconsciously appeared in her mind. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from a shelter room next to him.
Melanie frowned and leaned in to listen for a while.
Then she vaguely realized that it was a gurgling sound, like the sound made when soil and water were mixed together.
Melanie looked at the containment room number, then her expression became a little serious.
3-0098 is the room that houses the Torture Chair.
Looking at this containment object alone, it is actually not a big problem, and the conditions that need to be met are very simple.
The key is the person sitting in the chair.
Previously, after Her Royal Highness the Princess destroyed the Creation Sect, she killed most of its members, but left a group of high-ranking members for interrogation.
Since no useful information was obtained, it was put on hold for the time being.
At this moment, the person sitting on the torture chair was the high priest of the Creation Sect, Yaskin Proctor.
As the leader of the sect, he naturally received the most care.
Melanie hesitated for a moment, then took out the key and opened the door.
After seeing the situation in the room clearly, she was stunned.
The high priest who was supposed to be sitting on the chair to receive the baptism of the Torture Chair turned into a pool of wriggling black mud at some point.
Although he still retained a trace of human form, he had apparently lost consciousness and sanity.
No, this isn't him! It's his clone! Looking at the black mud, a sense of horror suddenly emerged in Melanie's heart.
If this wasn't Yaskin Proctor, then where was he at this moment? Could it be that... Following her memory from the last time she came here, Ivester quickly passed through numerous obstacles and traps and arrived at the central palace of the underground ruins.
This looks like a very wide natural cave, which has only been hastily repaired, and many places have formed sagging stalactites due to the accumulation of years.
Yvesette turned her attention to the items on the platform in the center of the hall.
Following the line of sight, I saw a somewhat worn-out pottery jar placed in the center of the platform.
The pottery jar looks very simple and quaint, even crude.
Only a female face with eyes closed and a smile is vividly carved in the center of the jar.
According to memory, the appearance of this woman seemed to be somewhat similar to the statue of the goddess of creation that was destroyed before.
In addition, there seemed to be some incomplete murals on the rough wall at the back, as if a group of people were worshiping this pottery jar.
In short, everything in the overly quiet palace exudes a weird atmosphere.
However, Yvesette was not afraid of this.
She decided to make a quick decision.
The next second, with a flash of her figure, Ivisette in a black dress instantly came to the center of the platform.
She looked down and saw that there seemed to be some scribbled patterns and matrices engraved on the ground around the pottery jar.
Yvesette raised her right hand slightly, with a red light flashing in her hand.
She tried to manipulate this ordinary-looking clay pot and make it fly into her palm.
But just like last time, it looked like just an ordinary creature, and his extraordinary power could not shake it at all.
There is no way to take it away.
It seems that its laws and characteristics must be absorbed into the body on the spot.
Yvesette had no expression on her face.
However, this was part of her plan for today.
What needs to be done is actually very simple.
Yvesette took a deep breath, and an invisible aura spread out.
The next second, her black hair floated up automatically without wind, and her already bright red pupils became even deeper, with faint star-like light, slowly moving like a star map of the universe.
As the bright red force field slowly filled up, layers of whispers and wails seemed to transcend time and space, echoing in the originally silent underground ruins.
"boom--"
As Iviste's aura reached its peak, the surrounding space emitted a deafening buzzing sound!
At the same time, the whispers and wails that seemed to come from the endless land of death also turned into substantial power, gathering madly behind Ivester! A moment later, a huge door wrapped with infinite chains of order landed here silently.
"Gadada"
In an instant, Yvesette's body suddenly flew into the sky.
Accompanied by a chanting of ancient spells, the blood gate that seemed to contain the entire mountain range suddenly opened, and with the broken chains flying around, it was freed! Behind the gate, there was a world formed by the surging blood! At this moment, Yves's eyes glowed red, and she was suspended in the air like a beautiful Valkyrie.
The powerful sixth-order aura just spread out a little bit, and it shook the entire mountain into pieces, as if it would collapse at any time.
She gave the order solemnly and sternly.
"Swallow it."
Accompanied by the howling and sobbing that drowned everything, the bright red energy from the River of Death suddenly gathered towards the center of the door, as if it could not resist the vortex of a black hole, destroying everything! Under such a terrible momentum, the originally simple and calm wishing jar finally changed.
It began to become shaky under such terrible and strong tearing force.
The already damaged clay surface even began to crack!
As a sealed object, its independent consciousness finally revived.
Along with a strange sound, black mud was now madly overflowing from the originally empty pottery jar, and it was wriggling and fleeing in all directions as if it had intelligence.
"Want to run?"
Yvesette looked stern, as inviolable as a goddess, her black skirt fluttering and her bare hands waving gently.
The black mud that originally wanted to scatter suddenly rose from the ground and merged into the blood gate at the same time.
It's probably a seal of level 2 to level 1.
It seems that I can wake up earlier than I thought.
A figure subconsciously emerged in Yvesette's mind.
It was at this moment that a cold and resentful female voice suddenly sounded in her mind.
"I received your first wish."
The next second, accompanied by the surge of black mud, a naked figure suddenly appeared next to the pottery jar.
Yvesette looked down and found that it was a male figure with dog ears and a tail, black hair and blue eyes, looking delicate and handsome.
In an instant, an extremely disgusting feeling came over me.
Without even moving a finger, Yvesette looked at the replica of Lin with murderous eyes.
In just a moment, it suddenly exploded and turned into a pool of black rain.
Wishing jar.
Even if you don't say anything, it will read your inner thoughts and realize them in the worst form.
Each person may not have more than three wishes.
It must be eradicated quickly.
Yvesette frowned and looked coldly at the smiling female face on the pottery jar.
The next second, the resentful voice sounded again.
"I received your second wish."
"Bang--!!!"
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Along with the sound of explosion, the originally shaky wishing jar instantly shattered into countless pieces and scattered on the ground.
But soon, they seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force, as if time had gone back, and they gathered and reassembled, returning to their original appearance.
It read Ivester's wish to destroy it and fulfilled it.
not good!
Next is the third wish! Although the first two wishes did not have any substantial impact on her, Yves's sixth sense told her.
If that wish were to be fulfilled, something serious would happen.
The next second, she instantly opened fire at full power, her powerful aura bloomed again, and her entire body was enveloped in a red and extraordinary power, like a god descending to the earth.
The bloody door expanded again, and the engulfing gravity tore the land into pieces. With a violent sound, it collapsed everywhere! At this moment, the wishing jar was finally unable to resist the unreasonable power of the "evil princess" and flew towards the huge door in the air with trembling.
But at this moment, Iviste suddenly discovered something unusual.
From some corner in the distance, a rapid and low chanting sound could be faintly heard.
"Goddess who created all living things, you are the gathering of all spiritual wills in the world, you are the pure and flawless mother of nature, you are the beginning and end of life, you are"
She subconsciously looked towards the corner.
At this moment, a man with a haggard look and wearing a tattered robe like a madman was devoutly performing a strange and evil prayer ceremony.
Yaskin Proctor! The high priest of the Creation Sect, a fifth-order legendary transcendent of the Creation Faith! In just a moment, Ivester recognized the man's true identity.
However, he did not stop chanting.
"They blasphemed your name."
"They destroyed your idols."
"They defile your scriptures."
"them."
An irrepressible sense of crisis came over me.
"Kill him!"
Yvesette gave orders like the Blood Queen.
At this moment, her entire body was dyed red by the red supernatural power, her long hair was flying, she was as sharp as a Valkyrie, yet revealed a somewhat weird and terrifying aura.
With a terrifying scream, a huge skeletal hand covered with countless corpses suddenly stretched out from the bloody door and slapped towards where Yaskin was!
"boom!"
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated as rubble and blood splattered everywhere.
The original fifth-level extraordinary person Yaskin Proctor disappeared, and in his place was a pile of minced meat mixed with brain matter and blood.
With just one strike, he killed a fifth-level legend like a crushed ant! However, the faint sense of crisis lingering in Ivisette's heart never dissipated.
While devouring the characteristics and laws in the wishing jar, she stared at the pool of minced meat.
The next second, accompanied by a squirming, a mouth suddenly condensed above the pool of flesh and blood that could no longer be seen in human shape.
That mouth spoke the last words of the prayer on behalf of the high priest Yaskin himself.
"Your people are weeping blood. Great and supreme demon of creation. Please come."
As soon as the words fell, the female face in the center of the pottery jar, which should have been smiling calmly, suddenly became angry and resentful!
In an instant, a black beam of light mixed with endless resentment and evil aura shot up into the sky!
Yvesette's expression changed instantly.
Not just her.
At this moment, everyone in the Sauron Mountains saw the miracle that connected heaven and earth.
Where is the real Yaskin Proctor now? Melanie stood there in a daze, staring at the wriggling black mud.
Could it be that... The moment this thought emerged, Melanie, a third-level transcendent who believed in "Holy Consciousness" and had a keen sense of smell for powerful sealed objects, suddenly felt an irresistible chill coming from the northwest.
She subconsciously ran out of the cellar and looked at the overcast sky.
At this moment, in the direction of the underground ruins, a dark light that penetrated the sky and the earth suddenly rushed into the sky! The energy mixed with endless resentment and malice, even though it was separated by an unknown distance, still made Melanie feel nauseous, and even her legs trembled uncontrollably.
This, this is not a level 2 seal at all!
Level 0! Undoubtedly level 0! Even in the entire Saint Laurent Empire, there are only a few of them!
Oh no!
In an instant, an ominous thought came to my mind.
According to the false information given by Saint Laurent VI, Her Royal Highness has most likely already begun to devour the Level 0 Sealed Item! This process is irreversible and cannot be interrupted unless the person is severely injured!
Or, if the swallowing is really successful, Her Royal Highness will lose herself in the powerful characteristics and laws of the Level 0 Sealed Object, and may even no longer be able to control the curse on her body, and be deformed into a being that is neither human nor ghost!
No matter what the result is, it is something Melanie doesn't want to see.
We have to notify them quickly!
Looking at the evil and terrifying black beam of light, Melanie's heart was filled with despair.
She ran towards the door, pale and stumbling.
But she also knew very well that by the time she got there, everything would be over.
Maybe everyone would die! Thinking of this possibility, Melanie became anxious.
It was precisely because of the distraction caused by this thought that the brown-haired girl, who lacked exercise, staggered and then fell heavily to the ground.
Blood immediately gushed out of the delicate skin.
However, she was not shaken by the pain. She gritted her teeth and tried to get up from the ground.
The next second, she suddenly felt her petite body being embraced by a warm arm, and a familiar breath came from her nose.
Melanie instantly recognized the true identity of the person in front of her.
For some reason, the tears in her eyes suddenly couldn't stop flowing.
"Why did you come back?" Melanie tightly grasped the cloth on the man's shoulders, trying hard to suppress her despair. "Run quickly, otherwise everything will be over."
"That was a Level 0 Sealed Artifact. We...we were deceived by Saint Laurent VI."
"Everyone will die."
Although Ivester is very powerful at this moment, she is not a god after all.
In other words, even a god would never rashly do something as bold as swallowing a level 0 seal.
The characteristics and laws contained therein, and even the strong pollution from certain evil beings, will affect Their state.
And now, Iviste, who is only a sixth-rank demigod, has to take all her subordinates to carry out this suicidal mission under the deception of her biological father.
Thinking of this, Melanie pushed the boy who held her in his arms hard, trying to get him to leave Orne City quickly.
If it was a step later, the aftermath of the Level 0 Sealed Object riot would be enough to destroy all the surrounding cities.
"Don't worry." Lin En held Melanie's petite body in his arms, "No one will die."
While holding him, he walked towards the cellar.
"You don't understand what a Level 0 Seal means. It..."
Lynn interrupted her crying: "No, I understand."
"It is precisely because of my unprecedented understanding of the current situation that I can make this judgment so confidently."
"I won't say anything I'm not sure of, but once I say something, I will definitely do it."
"Ms. Melanie, no one will die. I promise you."
Three minutes later, after settling the depressed Melanie, Lynn appeared in a small holding room.
Ignoring the shivering puppet beside him, Lynn turned his gaze to the quaint wooden box.
In his opinion, in order to deal with the current Level 0 Sealed Object crisis, roughly three steps of preparation are required.
"Give me a drop of Lynn Bartleron's blood and I'll give you a gold coin."
Looking at the words appearing on the note, Lin En took out a needle and gently pierced his index finger.
In fact, he had been thinking about it for a long time.
How can he, who is trapped beside Ivester, possess a killer weapon that can unleash powerful combat power in a short period of time?
And now, this is the only answer he got after thinking for a long time.
Lynn leaned over and wrote another line of small words on the note.
This time, he used his own blood.
"Give me a drop of high-dimensional demon blood, and I will set you free."
I'm back to the land of Riwan!!!
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