Headshot Wizard - Chapter 200

Chapter 200 Blood of the True God (60 monthly pass plus more!)

Along with the decisive action of the old blind eye, the shadow of the void suddenly descended.

The blue light on the teleportation array became brighter and brighter, and a powerful turbulence of time and space enveloped everyone.

Every human wizard in Scarlet Castle clenched his fists!

In the Twilight Plains, through the gap of time and space that has not yet been completely closed, those who were sent to practice in the half plane also witnessed this scene.

At this moment, everyone opened their eyes wide, trying to imprint this scene in their minds forever.

Cold laughter came from the void, and countless shadows intertwined. They greedily swallowed the old blind’s flesh and blood. In the blink of an eye, half of the old man’s thin body was left with a skeleton.

Seeing this horrible scene, Howard and the six earls of vampires also showed panic expressions.

Howard exclaimed in amazement: “You are crazy! This is the resentful spirit of the lower planes…your soul…”

“What is the soul?”

The half of the old blind face had long been eroded by those shadows, leaving only the thick bones. His skull trembles slightly, and weird laughter: “We have known that the soul will eventually be shattered and everything in the world will eventually be replaced. Using my soul in exchange for the trial of the traitor is a very cost-effective business!”

After that, he roared, and the blood dripping bones pointed at Old Howard!

The latter screamed, the magic carpet under his feet made a sharp whistling sound, and immediately fled to the sky above.

The six earls of vampires also retreated in horror.

However, those evil spirits are like tarsus maggots, passing through time and space in the blink of an eye, entangled in Old Howard’s body!

“what!”

The screams resounded in the sky, resounding throughout Ferendor!

This is the last spell of the old blind’s life, the evil spirits will be judged!

His head drooped slightly, and finally fell into the void, shattering with his soul.

In the turbulence of time and space, the blue light was suddenly collected, and everyone was transmitted away. The crack in the Twilight Plains quickly closed.

The entire campus outside Scarlet Castle fell into a dead silence!

…

On the other corner of Ferendor’s main island, a spiral island is suspended in mid-air. Countless wizards stood halfway up the mountain, staring at the distant sky in amazement.

Under the control of several white-robed wizards, a huge telescope slowly rotated, and the black and white colors began to condense into a landscape painting-like influence in front of the spiral mountain.

They looked at all this solemnly, their expressions gradually becoming solemn.

The final judgment of the old blind eye made everyone tremble at it.

“Scarlet Castle, the sky is going to change.” A second-level wizard said with low emotion.

“No!” a tall old man behind him solemnly said: “It’s Ferendor who is going to change the sky.”

“Huh? Teacher, what do you mean?” The young second-level wizard suddenly changed his expression.

The old man did not explain. He waved his robe and said, “From today, all the apprentices on Rainbow Island will immediately return to Rainbow Mountain.”

“Is this a suggestion?” the second-level wizard asked in a daze.

“This is an order!” the old man said categorically.

…

Naturally, Lance, who was in the green lake, didn’t know the earth-shattering changes that took place on the main island of Ferendor.

At this moment, he was hiding behind a rock, carefully looking at the huge base that was leaning on the mid-level col.

The tall steel fence tightly surrounds the base, and there is no way to enter it except the magic door in the middle.

A thin light mask shrouded the base, and countless bulldog-like animals crawled in every corner of the base. This creature named [Carlos] has a very sensitive sense of smell, and it is easy to find outsiders in the vast sea of people.

Half an hour ago, he saw Frieland staggering into the base with his own eyes. Not surprisingly, although there are no signs on the periphery of the base, some of the materials and tents inside are clearly the signs of the Rambo Union.

“It looks like this base has just been built, but I don’t know how many wizards there are.” Lance frowned.

Dora once said that if you want to open Sivare Castle, you must find the leader of the green goblin. If the leader of the green goblin is captured by the Rambo Guild and the Gray-Eyed Cultist, it will be difficult to do.

“It’s not easy to get into a base like this.” Lance pondered for a moment, and decided to stay still.

He needs some time, or opportunity.

…

In the temporary camp, the Grey-Eyed Cultist had already spoken everything he knew under the interrogation of everyone.

It’s a pity that this guy has no place among Gray-Eyed Cultists, and he knows very least.

“…Actually, our Patriarch and the vice-chairman of the Rambo Trade Union have worked together for many years. Because there was no breakthrough in the research on the blood of the true god, the research has been secretly researched on several small islands in the third ring. Those of us are just the few remaining guinea pigs for the blood of the first true god…”

The gray-eyed cultist named Burke explained: “I am just a mortal. After being injected with the blood of the true god, I have mastered some simple runes and can use some spells.”

“Listen to you, after the blood of the true god is injected, not all mortals can control spells?” Valerie asked.

Burke gave a wry smile: “A group of one hundred people who became experimental subjects with me, only one of me survived. The others… all became monsters.”

Everyone was silent for a while and looked at each other a few times. Dora said in a deep voice:

“I need to know all the forces of your Gray-Eyed Cultists in the Blue Lake. Also, how many green goblins have been captured by you and used for experiments?”

“Not much. We only established a permanent base in the Blue Lake. This is a temporary place we set up to capture the nearby green fairies.” Burke replied, “Most of the green fairies have been captured by us. Yes, because when we first arrived at the Blue Lake, our patriarch personally made the shot. He is very powerful… He can communicate with the great His Royal Highness Pandora. The blood of the first true god was also from his hand.”

“As for how many green goblins are used in experiments, I really don’t know this. But I heard Master Brewer say that the reason for the current expansion of the research is because the preliminary second-generation blood of the true god has been produced. It can perfectly solve the shortcomings of the blood of the first generation of true gods. The patriarch and several adults in charge of research need some creatures as test objects. The green goblin is the most suitable. But because the blood of the second generation of true gods is very scarce, the first The batch of test products should not exceed five, right.”

“Brewer?” Valerie frowned.

Burke immediately pointed to the man in white who was screwed off by Lance: “This is the gentleman. Although Lord Brewer is also a mortal, he has an unusual talent for research in this area. He is the only one among several researchers. Mortal.”

“The last question, where is the permanent base?” Dora asked.

Burke smiled bitterly: “We were blindfolded when we entered and exited the base. We followed Mr. Frieland all the time… I really…”

Before he could finish his words, the Barbarian Wizard suddenly made a move, and a sharp hand knife slashed on his neck, knocking the guy fainted.

“What should we do now?” Landry took out an enchanted telescopic rope and tied Burke firmly.

“At the very least, we have to save most of the green goblins and their leaders.” Dora shook his head and said: “Although Burke told us that the most powerful patriarch among the Gray-Eyed Cultists is not in the blue lake at this time, but There are still several chief priests who are equivalent to the second-level wizards guarding, if we face it…”

“If it’s a second-level wizard of the level just now… if you make a sneak attack, I can deal with two.” The brutal wizard Sacra replied simply.

“One and a half.” Valerie shrugged. She is a puppet master, and she is more comfortable with dealing with the second-level wizards with severely insufficient spell power.

“One, or two.” Landry took out a small bottle and said indifferently: “If you are willing to reimburse me for the loss, this number can be expanded to three.”

“Attention, I mean, face up and remain undefeated. We can’t have the ability to easily kill each other like Mr. Lance, I think the other two mean the same?” Valerie added.

The other two nodded.

Dora thought for a while, and finally decided: “Okay, let’s go.”

The green fairies in the camp still needed to sleep for a while, and Dora and others hid them in a hidden cave far away from the camp before leaving.

A little bit of time passed, and a group of people marched quickly in the forest.

“Marks are frequent, and they are easy to find.” Landry pressed his left hand on the surface of a big tree, and on it, there was an arrow mark.

“Obviously, Lance didn’t panic when making these imprints. We couldn’t ask for the specific direction from Burke’s mouth. I hope there is no problem with his direction.”

Dora greeted, and Landry moved on.

However, at this moment, a green figure suddenly appeared in front of the road.

She turned around slowly, her delicate face made everyone’s mind tremble.

Although the appearance has changed dramatically, everyone recognized it for the first time—this woman was clearly the green goblin that was just killed by the brutal wizard Sacra and buried by Dora himself!

The woman gave a weird laugh, her thighs tightened instantly, and she rushed over!

…

Lance held his breath, his body pressed tightly to the top of the carriage, crawling there like a gecko.

At this moment, he was completely naked, the chameleon chip was completely opened, and his body merged with the carriage. The driver who drove the car looked like a mortal, and the car was filled with big buckets of fresh water. The water in the green lake is not drinkable, it is contaminated with the magic power of the green goblin ancestor. If people in the base want water, they must go far away to get it. This coachman is here all the time.

Lance waited a long time for such an opportunity, so naturally he would not miss it.

The bumpy carriage quickly approached the magic gate. A one-eyed old man in the base stood on the fence, looked at the coachman, and then slowly opened the magic door.

The carriage drove briskly through the gate, and nothing happened.

Lance secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and as the carriage drove into the base quickly, he began to look at the surrounding environment at close range.