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Chapter 634

Words:2209Update:22/03/27 08:46:01

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"Boom!"

With a roar that sounded like the wrath of the heavens, the aura of death, which had turned into countless pained faces, rushed out like a storm.

Wherever it passed, the air would decay.

Wherever it passed, the ground would dry up.

It was like a poisonous gas that could corrode the world itself. It was the amalgamation of all the filthy things in the world. With a terrifying and dangerous aura, it shrouded the direction where Shien and the others were.

"Watch out!"

Everyone, including Tierre and Capelin, had the same feeling. They realized that they couldn't dodge in time, so they could only raise their hands subconsciously to block in front of themselves.

Of course, it was futile.

With how terrifying the aura of death was, how could they resist it with only this level of resistance?

Fortunately, Shien made his move.

"[Give Up, Dispel]."

Shien flashed to the front of Tierre and Capelin, shielding the entire Broken Blade Knights behind him. Facing the approaching storm of death, he released a dispel magic.

The storm of death suddenly paused and exploded. However, it didn't dissipate on the spot. Instead, it turned into a chaotic black airflow, sweeping around.

The airflow was like a waterfall. Wherever it swept, the place would dry up and dissipate like dust.

The female knights of the Broken Blade Knights screamed in horror. They felt their scalps go numb. They didn't dare to touch the waterfall of death, so they hid in all directions in panic.

However, the soldiers and knights who stayed outside the gate of the king's hall and were not allowed to enter because of Mara's order were miserable.

They couldn't react in time. Caught off guard, they were directly touched by the waterfall of death.

"What … What is this …!?"

"Ahhhhh …!"

"My body …!"

"Help …!"

In an instant, those who were unfortunate enough to touch the waterfall of death all screamed. Their bodies withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. They directly turned into dried corpses and fell to the ground. Not even a drop of blood flowed out.

Their vitality was robbed by the aura of death, and it even fueled the aura of death, making Mara's aura of death even stronger.

"…!"

Tierre was speechless.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Capelin was also enraged.

Shien stared coldly at Mara, killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, Mara, who was surging with the aura of death, laughed.

And he laughed very happily.

"Don't look at me like that," Mara giggled, "If you look at me like that, I'll be even more excited."

Because she liked to see the faces of those related to the heroes of pain, anger, and hatred.

Therefore, the more Sean hated himself and the more murderous he was, the more excited Mo Luo became.

"This will make me want to kill you and make you want of despair."

As she spoke, Mo Luo waved her delicate hand, and countless strands of Death Qi once again transformed into a storm.

Mara of of of of of of. of, Mara., a, a, a, a. of, a of, and, a of.

There was pain, anguish, despair, fear, and all sorts of negative emotions within the Death Qi.

Sean could sense that the power of this deathly aura was far stronger than that of the High Priest.

"This is a spell I created based on [Lord of Horror]. It's the superior version of [Lord of Horror]. Not only is it much more powerful and effective, but it also has many variations.

Mara's giggles echoed in the hall. "This is a spell I created based on [Lord of Horror]. It's a higher version of [Lord of Horror]. Not only is it more powerful and effective, but it also has many variations. It's just that the amount of aura required is scarier than [Lord of Horror]."

Mara's giggles echoed in the hall.

"Fortunately, this empire has been plagued with disasters since ancient times. Countless corpses and blood have been buried under this land. As long as I use necromancy magic to extract the vitality of this land, I can get as much aura of death as I want. Only an idiot like the high priest would extract the aura of death one by one. The aura of death accumulated over thousands of years is not even as much as what I've accumulated in ten years in the empire."

Mara's words made Shien's eyes turn colder.

"Who are you?"

Shien squeezed out such a voice.

Necromancy magic.

Great Spirit of Death.

And the power that reached the limit.

All of these factors indicated that Mo Luo was extraordinary and that her background was not simple.

Mara didn't intend to hide anything.

"Now that it's come to this, it's not something I can't tell you." Mara said carelessly, "Look at you, you already know about the existence of the Great Spirit of Death, right?"

Mara naturally knew that the high priest was training Limjoo to be a Great Spirit of Death.

Since that base was destroyed, it was completely conceivable that the existence of the high priest and Limjoo would be exposed.

Not to mention the fact that Mo Luo had placed a curse on the high priest's soul.

She knew that if anything were to happen, someone as cowardly as the High Priest would definitely spill the beans.

Therefore, she placed a curse in advance. Once she mentioned her plan and her real existence to others, the curse would immediately take effect and erase the high priest's soul.

But even so, it was inevitable that some information would be leaked.

Therefore, Mara didn't hide the Great Spirit of Death anymore.

"The young master you saw was only a Great Spirit of Death created by the high priest recently."

Mara looked straight at Shien and smiled.

"And I am the first Great Spirit of Death created by the high priest, an ancient existence born a thousand years ago."

A thousand years ago, the high priest created a Great Spirit of Death and called it a failed creation.

Although that failed creation successfully reached the limit of life and reached the limit, it still couldn't cross the barrier that should have been able to cross naturally and become a transcendent existence.

"I am that failed creation." Mara admitted it straightforwardly, but said disapprovingly, "Of course, no matter how many Great Spirit of Death she created, they would all become failed creations in the end."

Why was that so?

Mara didn't explain.

Mara just said it like that.

"I think she called me a failed creation not because I didn't meet her requirements, but because I broke away from her control, right?" Mara said as if he was mocking the high priest, "She thought I didn't see through her intentions. I didn't know that she wanted to take over my body after crossing the limit of life. That was why she left me by her side and acted with me for almost a thousand years."

This gave Mo Luo a rare opportunity.

"She didn't expect that not only did I guess her intentions, but I was also extremely compatible with Necromancy. I could remember every Necromancy spell she used in front of me after seeing it once."

"She didn't expect that I would suddenly betray her ten years ago. Not only did I break away from her control, but I also controlled her and made her work for me."

"The curse I placed on her didn't just target her soul. There was also a spell that could remove her body as an undead creature."

"In order to not lose that immortal body, that cowardly fellow could only listen to me obediently."

Mara revealed everything with a smile.

"Of course, she wouldn't just sit and wait for her death. She wasn't willing to be controlled by a failure like me. That's why she desperately tried to create a second Great Spirit and break free from my curse by taking over her body."

Unfortunately, Mara knew all of this and still let the high priest do whatever he wanted.

Since the high priest's plan couldn't be completed in a short period of time, why not squeeze every last bit of value out of her before that?

"I have to thank Borztute for helping me clean up the trash that should have been cleaned up."

Mara smiled happily.

His rather beautiful smile was tainted by the aura of death, leaving only a sense of horror.

Shien's expression didn't change.

The Great Spirit did surprise him, but after listening to Mara's story, Shien was more concerned about another matter.

"Then why do you hate the brave so much?"

Shien asked.

"— —"

The smile on Mara's face disappeared at that moment.

Not only did the horror not subside, it climbed even higher.

Mara spoke faintly in the storm of aura of death.

"Do you know a country called 'Elei'?"

The sudden question startled Shien.

"Elei?"

Where was this?

Was there such a country?

Shien couldn't remember.

On the other hand, Tierre and Capelin's expressions changed when they heard Mara's words.

"You … Are you an Elei?"

Capelin was shocked.

"You know about it?"

Shien immediately turned around.

It wasn't Capelin who answered Shien's question, but Tierre.

"… It was a country from a thousand years ago."

Tierre spoke in a low voice.

"A thousand years ago, a small country called Elei existed in the human world, but it was destroyed in the final war between the gods, humans, and demons."

Mo Luo's words were immediately picked up by him.

"That's right, destroyed in a single day. That's a good way to put it." Mo Luo said in an extremely mocking manner, "Because, in less than a day, he really destroyed the brave that you all praise."

Hearing that, Tierre and Capelin didn't refute.

This shocked Shien.

"You're joking, right?"

The brave destroyed a country?

"Why?"

Shien asked subconsciously.

Mara answered.

"Because the place where Elei was located was the intersection of the battlefront between the gods, humans, and Demons."

Mara said coldly.

"If they couldn't occupy that place, the demons could make use of a large magic power source that existed in Arei at that time to cast a large ritual magic that was beneficial to the demons in battle, allowing the demons' strength to soar at least twice on the battlefield."

Such a terrifying ritualistic magic naturally had to be stopped.

"So, the brave broke into Elei with his companions. In order to stop the Grand Ritual Magic, he used the Holy Sword to cut off the mana source."

"But the mana source, which had been cast with the Grand Ritual Magic, went berserk."

"Countless people of Elei were swallowed by the storm of mana. They cried for help, including me."

"What about the brave?"

"He could have saved a lot of people. He could have even saved Elei and saved it from disaster."

"But he didn't."

"The Demons, whose ritual was ruined, were furious. They sent out their army and started the prologue of the final war."

"In order to rush back to fight the Demons, the great brave ignored the mess he made and left with his companions."

"Elayi was destroyed just like that. Not by the demons, but by the humans of the same race, by the Brave."

Mara's voice was as cold as frost.

"Tell me, should I hate the brave?"

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