Lord of Enigma - Chapter 499

[Chapter 494 Ten Minutes]

There are some lucky people in the extraordinary world. They are ordinary human beings and have no inheritance, but they can always gain enviable extraordinary power due to some accidents or coincidences.

The former ace pilot in front of him, and the current alcoholic, is one of them.

The so-called Storm Blessed, just like the “Wild Blessed” encountered in the small town of Moore, will receive a huge increase and favor in a specific environment.

That is to say, for other supernatural beings, the extremely terrifying storm weather is extremely comfortable here. He will not suffer any damage in the storm, and will even be strengthened. If he cultivates deeper, he can directly summon him. Storms are also a breeze.

However, from the word “passive” displayed in the information, it can be seen that this person did not cultivate for his own abilities.

“Having survived many air crashes, he is considered a lucky person, but losing his relatives one after another is another breath of bad luck, and he is also a pitiful person.”

Looking at the first piece of information, Tang Qi sighed slightly.

Using the “body control spell” to disperse the alcohol in the opponent’s body, the middle-aged man gradually became sober, but his face was still haggard and decadent.

“Mr. Eric Hartman?”

“Ok?”

“You know that a qualified pilot can’t drink too much, right?”

When Tang Qi spoke, he pointed to the empty wine bottle in his hand.

Eric Hartman seemed a little uncomfortable. He suddenly turned from drunk to sober. He was confused for a few seconds. After he woke up completely, he looked at Tang Qi, who was not covering his face in front of him.

Although he passively became the “Storm Blessed One”, he was, after all, a real superhuman with the most basic perception ability.

In his perception, this young man who looks a little thin in front of him exudes an extremely terrifying aura. He seems to have thought of something, and a faint hope flashes in his eyes.

He raised his head suddenly and looked at Tang Qi, his lips trembled slightly, his face was hesitant, but he finally said: “As long as you can let me…”

“Unfortunately, Mr. Eric, resurrecting the dead is the domain of the gods, I can’t do it, and even if there is a similar method, you certainly can’t pay the price. Since you are already in the old tavern, you should have heard a lot of this. It’s a kind of story, the resurrected relatives are definitely not what you think.”

Tang Qi interrupted him and calmly stated the facts he knew before.

The mysterious side has revived, bringing chaos and terror, but also giving hope to many people.

For example, some people who are lucky enough to become superhumans, seeing this extraordinary magical power, will want to realize some originally vague wishes, and resurrecting their deceased relatives is one of the important options.

But those people’s “attempts” have never been successful.

The most common consequences:

“They dug up the bones of their relatives, but they were resurrected by zombies, or monsters that occupied the corpse… Some people recited ancient forbidden spells and tried to summon the souls of their relatives from the undead world, but the ones that came back were often terrifying evil spirit.”

“Before you become a god, don’t provoke death.”

In Tang Qi’s mouth, he spit out another iron law on the mysterious side.

In fact, I don’t need Tang Qi’s reminder. Eric Hartman, the Storm Blessed, has been hanging out in the old tavern. He has heard too many stories of this kind, so although he misses his relatives very much, he has not made up his mind. Determined to touch the taboo.

He came to apply for the job, just holding a glimmer of hope that the existence of an “extraordinary plane”, whether it is an organization or an individual, represents strength.

Maybe there is another way.

But Tang Qi’s words just now shattered the hope in his eyes.

Eric Hartman’s face became slumped again, he slowly lowered his head, and whispered, “Then, I’m sorry.”

After saying that, he decided to get up and leave.

As Tang Qi said, on the mysterious side, traffic rules are also used, and people who drink alcohol cannot become pilots.

Just as Eric got up, a calm voice entered his ears.

“I can’t bring the dead back to life, and I can’t let you see the souls of dead relatives, because too much time has passed, and they have all entered the ‘mysterious’ world of the dead, but if you want, you can try to pass them on information.”

“There is only one chance, and there may not be a reply.”

Tang Qi’s words instantly restored the brilliance in Eric Hartman’s eyes.

He raised his head suddenly, unable to hide the surprise and apprehension on his face, resisted the urge and said tremblingly, “What price do I need to pay?”

Sure enough, the Transcendents who have been around the mysterious side for a long time know that to get anything, they need to pay the corresponding price.

Tang Qi looked at Eric Hartman. He could indeed let Eric “talk” to his dead relatives. If Eric’s relatives had just passed away, he would even be able to communicate with him with only a psychic medicine. Meet the dead of loved ones.

But looking at Eric’s decadent appearance, it was obvious that his relatives had passed away for a while.

Unless there is some accident, the dead souls will enter the “mystery”, the unknowable world of death. As for the final destination, it is a mystery that the extraordinary world cannot explain.

Almost all attempts to “return the dead” fail, with dire consequences.

But if it is just to pass information, it is not as serious, and even has a high success rate.

However, it belongs to the category of “undead witchcraft”, Tang Qi has not practiced, but in the entire Merada witch group, there are several witches involved in this type of witchcraft, and they have good attainments.

Although the witches have not returned, but before they left, they also taught many teachers in the school.

For example, Professor Eva, she is a half-disciple of “Esmeralda”.

Tang Qi had seen the staff roster before. One of the teachers, whose occupation was “Undead Witch”, was completely proficient in witchcraft such as “Undead Whisper” and “Death Messenger”, which was enough to help Eric Hartman.

The idea was certain, Tang Qi said directly: “Quit drinking and go to office.”

“No problem, it may take some time to quit drinking, can you let me…”

“No, just be patient and quit right away.”

Before Eric could finish speaking, Tang Qi had put a hand on his shoulder, and the powerful version of the body control spell was cast instantly.

This sorcery that can control other people’s bodies can even suppress and solve problems involving ancient bloodlines like Shae and Ruka, not to mention the mere problem of alcohol addiction.

“what!”

Of course, the process of quitting drinking is bound to be painful.

After recruiting a suitable pilot, Tang Qi did not delay in the old tavern. Now, a group of his friends, Raphael, seems to have a heavy task and is busy.

Old Coulson seems to finally have the fighting spirit, determined to improve his “healer” rank, and no longer be suppressed by his two powerful brothers.

The remaining Savoy and Jensen, although all tried to pull Don Qi to play.

But the two of them each had a lover. In order not to be forcibly stuffed with a mouthful of dog food, Tang Qi firmly refused.

Jennifer, on the other hand, is obviously very willing to date her “idol”.

However, Tang Qi glanced at Eva beside him and considered his image of the principal. He didn’t say that he was going to have a drink. He just smiled and nodded at Jennifer, saying that he was studying a big topic recently. Birth and Destruction”, if you have time, you can come to the school to study with him.

Then he opened the door and took Professor Eva and Eric Hartman, who couldn’t wait to take office, to return to the secret realm of Lake Heart Island.

As soon as Tang Qi left, Jensen, who tried to feed the dog food unsuccessfully, was winking and trying to say something, but at this moment, Jennifer, who had been smiling all the time, seemed to hear something, and her expression changed drastically.

Along with it, his face changed, and Jensen.

The two took out the same strange object from their arms almost at the same time. After earnestly receiving a piece of information from it, they looked at each other and saw a strong worry in each other’s eyes. It seemed that the bad things they had been worrying about had finally become a reality at this time. .

“A mysterious organization appeared in the Blake Mountains, which opened an exotic entrance in an unknown way, and there are traces of unknown race activities at the other end.”

…

Blake Mountains, ten minutes ago.

This is a mountain range that is close to Mihuang City, but has a certain distance from this prosperous city. It does not produce precious tree species, nor does it have other resources that humans covet, so it maintains a complete forest style, primitive and wild.

In a dark valley near the main peak of the mountain, a battle was drawing to a close.

On the two sides of the battle, one side was a knight in a black cloak but inside armor, and the other side was a group of cultists who looked crazy and wore coarse linen clothes.

Although the number of the former was small, the holy light pouring out of their long swords easily slaughtered the opponent.

The latter seemed to have entered a strange state. Even if they were on the verge of death, and screamed and screamed after being irradiated by the holy light, no one volunteered to surrender, but laughed and rammed into the altar in the deepest part of the valley.

It was an altar entirely made of flesh and bones, with strange and ancient lines engraved in the center, densely packed, like countless black maggots, wriggling on it, and as those crazy believers hit the altar, they automatically merged into it.

The gloomy light that poured out from above, making people unable to contain fear and nausea, gradually converged into a vague portal.

boom!

A knight’s sword surging with holy light came from the sky, but before it touched the altar, the holy light attached to it was quickly dissipated. Even the hilt of the sword disappeared cleanly.

The one who threw the long sword was an old man. He was wearing a robe that normal teaching staff would wear. He had no armor, but the body under the robe was strong and tall, with snow-white stubble on his chin, and his facial features were cold and hard. A temperament like steel.

As long as Mihuang City has a lot of knowledge and knowledge of the extraordinary, they can recognize it.

This old man is the Knight Commander of the “Holy Inquisition” in the Church of Light in Mihuangzhou, John Orlesm, an extremely powerful Knight of Light.

Behind Oresum, a knight used a long sword to “purify” a cultist who had no time to rush to the altar. He leaned over to check, frowned tightly, and quickly came to Oresum’s side, reporting: “They are all peripheral members of the ‘Head of Decay’. The mastermind escaped before we came. The divination of the Stone of Prophecy made an error. It should have been interfered by the other party’s use of higher-level strange objects.”

“Is this the eighth exotic portal opened by the ‘Rotten Head’, or was it destroyed with the Sword of Santos?”

While the knight was reporting, the other knights behind him were about to lift out a similarly heavy “sword box” that seemed to be made of stone.

But they hadn’t opened the sword box yet, and Oresum’s hand stopped them. He stared at the fully condensed portal, watching the ripples surging in it, his breathing gradually became heavier, and he took off little by little. There are some obtrusive robes on the lower body.

Just as the robe on his body fell to the ground, inside the portal, a human arm that was so rotten that you could see bones suddenly protruded out. Followed by the second, third, fourth… They gently pressed all over the altar, stroking the flesh and blood of those crazy believers and innocents.

Everyone, including the knight beside the old man, was breathing rapidly.

They suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over their bodies, as if those rotten arms were stroking them.

A knight subconsciously looked down at his palm holding the sword. At the back of his hand, a light red vertical stripe appeared on the back of his hand. Grab a few times.

A strange touch came, and when the knight looked again, he saw that a layer of skin on the back of his hand had been directly grabbed by him, and it fell with a “slap”. On the back of the bloody hand, there was a black one without pupils. Eyes opened slowly.

Watching over, for a moment, the tide of fear was about to drown his soul.

It was at this moment that Olesum, who had taken off his robes, suddenly appeared on the altar, and a pair of steel-like palms penetrated directly into the ripples. The holy light surged, and amidst the violent wailing, a huge head was forcibly covered. He pulled it out.

It was a rotten head with only “eyes”, and all the black eyeballs were crowded together, which was enough to make the patients of esoteric terror go crazy, and it also instantly defeated most of the knights in the field.

Terrible tingling swept the minds of every knight.

They uncontrollably threw down the knight’s sword in their hands, and the holy light that erupted in their bodies was completely unable to prevent “rotten black eyes” from appearing everywhere on their bodies. They scratched unconsciously and tore off pieces of flesh.

Seeing that the knights were about to mutate, the holy light overflowing from Oresum’s hands suddenly surged several times. With a muffled sound of “bang”, the rotten head exploded in an instant, and all the rotten arms also turned into flying pieces. Ash, the knights froze.

Seeing those black eyes slowly closing again, the terrifying itch began to recede.

But without waiting for the knights to relax, after the portal, ripples surged wildly, and one rotten arm suddenly stuck out, grabbing Knight Commander Oresum everywhere in an instant, and around his body, rotting , the head covered with “black eyeballs” sticks out.

The holy light that poured out of Oresum’s body was constantly being eliminated by that deep pollution.

The knights are going to continue to mutate again. In the center of the ground, the heavy stone “sword box” suddenly burst open, and an ancient and gorgeous knight’s sword, like a white gem cast, slowly floated up, and immediately turned into a dazzling sword. Extreme holy light, lasing towards the portal.

Olesum’s rich voice came at this time:

“Leave here and ask the Church and Castle Bureau for help.”

“Tell them that there will be a magic tide here, and I can stop it for ten minutes.”