Chapter 518 The Devil Did Not Respond
Yugasi walked out of the tavern slowly, remaining calm on the surface, but after leaving the tavern, his pace began to speed up involuntarily.
Although I kept reminding myself that I had waited for thousands of years, I couldn't afford to lose these few days. Anyway, I was the only candidate, and victory was in sight, so there was no need to rush.
But this kind of self-comfort is like hunger in the stomach. The more you endure it, the more you care, and the more you can feel that burning heartburn.
The city is not big, but it is full of the breath of life.
The smell of fresh flesh and blood kept wafting into Yugasi's nose, making his already unbearable hunger even more intense.
Just as Yugas was about to quickly leave this tempting place, a strange sound suddenly came to his ears.
"Why do you have to endure it? It's not like you haven't broken the rules for all these years. You've secretly eaten something several times, haven't you?"
Yugasi was startled and his body bounced more than ten meters high and landed on the roof of a building nearby.
But no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't find the source of the sound.
"Don't bother looking for me. I am your heart, the resonance of your soul. Jaeger has deceived you for thousands of years. You should wake up now, right? Now you are the only candidate for the Mourning Poetry Society, but what about in a few years? How long has the lich joined? How do you know if Jaeger will bring in a newcomer in a few years? Do you still want to wait for the newcomer to commit suicide and fall into hell?"
Although Yugashi didn't answer, his hands were shaking slightly.
These words touched his heart. He was indeed worried about this, but he just forced himself not to think about it.
Because Yugasi knew that the initiative was not in his hands, whether Jaeger wanted to recruit new people depended entirely on the other party's mood.
"Face the reality. Jaeger never intended to let you inherit the priesthood of the God of Death. If that's the case, why do you still have to endure for this meaningless thing? Look at the living people all over the city. You have been hungry for a long time, right?"
Yugasi's claws clenched, making a clicking sound.
Adding fuel to the fire was a group of holy warriors who arrived in a hurry.
Perhaps it was the gathering of the Mourning Poets Society that finally alarmed these belated holy warriors, or perhaps it was Yugassi's ten-meter-high jump that attracted their attention.
When they saw the true appearance of the zombie Yugasi, they were all illuminated by holy light.
The dazzling light fell into Yugashi's eyes, making him squint his bloodshot eyes. When those holy warriors drew their swords, Yugashi could no longer bear it and pounced on them with his claws waving.
Although holy light can restrain the undead, the gap in strength is too great. Their armors were torn to pieces like paper, and their broken limbs were soon scattered all over the ground.
The holy light faded, and Yugashi grabbed half of the bloody head, and he couldn't help but stuff it into his mouth. If he ate all the corpses in front of him, he should be able to feel full for half a minute, right? He had been hungry for too long. Since he became a ghoul, hunger would never go away. No matter how much flesh and blood he devoured, the feeling of fullness would only last for a moment, and he would soon enter the endless torture of hunger again.
The tempting voice sounded in my ears again: "Eat, what are you waiting for? It's not like you haven't eaten before. Over the years, although you rarely break the rules, it's not like you haven't done it before. Didn't you set a rule for yourself that eating a few bites during a battle doesn't count as violating the rules you set?"
Yugas opened his mouth wide and was about to stuff the half head into his mouth.
But at the last moment, he threw the bloody thing away in anger.
The splattered blood fell in the shadow corner, revealing a pale elf.
Yugashi roared, "Who are you?!"
The pale elf shrugged. He didn't expect that his disguise would be discovered. As expected, the members of the Mourning Poets Society all had some skills. Even if they were not gods, they had already touched this threshold. It was difficult for a clone to completely deceive the other party.
Facing the angry Yugasi, the pale elf taunted, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether I am right or not and whether you have the answer in your heart... Ouch!"
A bloody scratch passed by and almost tore the head off the pale elf.
After dodging backward, the pale elf flew into the air.
Yugashi stared at the opponent, but did not continue to pursue. He could feel that this pale elf was very powerful and he might not be able to win. He just didn't know who this person was and why he came to tempt him to break his vow.
"The undead are all stubborn. Just keep waiting. You can live a long time anyway. I'll see when you give up."
This strange elf disappeared into the sky, and Yugassi completely lost its breath.
More holy lights lit up, coming from all directions of the city.
Yugashi looked up at the sky and finally ran out of the city. If it wasn't for dinner, then there was no need to tempt himself with blood.
The city was under martial law, but in the end it didn't matter. The deaths of several paladins only made the already tense city even more tense.
However, these trivial matters were just part of Ryan's chaos, and they could not even be sent to the desk of the Supreme Judge in the imperial capital.
After leaving the tavern, Withered Rose and Ai Ge returned directly to the Underdark through the teleportation array. Mercury City had not changed much, it was still silent, like a cemetery.
Walking into Mercury City, all the undead hid in the corners, not daring to show up in front of the Withered Rose.
Everyone knows that the Queen of the Undead has been in a bad mood recently, and any carelessness will result in the punishment of soul annihilation.
Withered Rose said with emotion: "You are already able to stay away from your original body. It seems that you are not far from becoming a true god."
Ai Ge's original body is a ghost ship, and now her original body is still on the sea, but she can condense a clone to go to the underworld, which shows that her power has increased significantly.
Ai Ge did not hide it and admitted frankly: "Yes, his plan has been going smoothly. My kingdom of God is about to be successfully consolidated. In two years at most, I will become a new god."
When Withered Rose heard Ai Ge mention Amberxiu, she felt a little sour, but she quickly forgot this little emotion.
It would cost a huge price to call back that person's soul from hell, and Withered Rose was afraid that she couldn't afford it. If Ai Ge was willing to help, things would be much easier.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The two walked forward and soon arrived at the deepest part of the castle.
Under the protection of countless magic barriers, Amber's body was sealed in a crystal coffin. The young man with black hair and black eyes looked like he was asleep.
Melina stood guard beside the coffin, leaning on her sword.
Melina's face lost its innocence at this moment, and she seemed a little taciturn.
Amber's departure not only has a huge impact on the world, but also on the people around him.
But this time, the Withered Rose brought good news.
"Melina, I found out where your father is."
Hearing what the Withered Rose said, Melina's eyes lit up immediately and she said in surprise, "Really? Then can we bring our father back?"
Withered Rose wanted to say that it was not that easy, but seeing Melina's expression, she nodded and said, "Yes, your father's soul is in hell and should be in Zariel's hands. We can redeem him, for sure."
"Great!" Melina said excitedly, "Let me summon Zariel!"
When Amber was alive, Melina served as a reusable sacrifice to lure Zariel to come.
Withered Rose shook her head. She didn't have Amber's ability to just put Melina on the magic circle and call Zariel over with just a few words.
That's not called summoning, that's called fishing.
In this world, only Amberxiu can catch the Lord of Hell like a fish.
To summon Zariel, one must follow the rules of the Grand Duke of Hell. A large amount of blood sacrifice, a huge magic circle and strict spells are all indispensable.
Fortunately, the Underdark has no shortage of these.
After several hours, the bloody and evil magic circle was ready. Withered Rose and Aige chanted the spell to summon Zariel together. The next step was to wait for the other party's response.
However, after a long time, the stench of the blood sacrifice was almost turning into a foul smell, and there was still no response from the magic circle.
"Zariel didn't reply?" Withered Rose felt that something was wrong. No matter what the situation was with Amber, the Grand Duke of Hell would not miss the opportunity to bargain. It was obvious that he could make a lot of money. How could Zariel remain indifferent?
At least, will he come up and listen to the offer? Could it be that Zariel is holding on to Amber's soul so tightly that he is not even willing to make an offer? This is troublesome.
(End of this chapter)