Chapter 420 Strange Disease
"However, does such an unspoken rule mean anything to you and me?" The Voodoo God chuckled.
The Shadow God fell silent.
As the God of Voodoo said, there is an unspoken rule that divine wars must not affect mortals. The main reason is that if two gods go to war and one of them relies on powerful divine power to massacre mortals, it means that the other party can also do the same.
When both parties break the unspoken rules, the unlucky ones are only the mortals who believe in them!
But for the God of Voodoo, such unspoken rules are meaningless, because he has no followers at all, let alone established a kingdom of his own.
The same is true for the God of Shadows!
Hundreds of years ago, the God of Shadows also occupied a place in the Lost Kingdom, with believers in a kingdom contributing their faith.
However, due to the competition between the gods for the power of faith, a certain powerful god set his sights on the Kingdom of the Shadow God. Due to the rules of the Lost Continent, the powerful god did not take action personally, but secretly used a series of means to eventually destroy the kingdom. The kingdom of the Shadow God was destroyed, taking away those followers who originally belonged to him.
Since then, on the Lost Continent, there have been fewer and fewer mortals who still retain faith in the God of Shadows, and most of them are ancient tribes hiding in the wilderness and mountains.
Therefore, even if the God of Voodoo and the God of Shadows join forces to deal with the Goddess of Night, destroy the hidden rules of the Lost Continent and massacre mortals, the Goddess of Night will not be able to retaliate in the same way.
After a while, the God of Shadows raised his head.
"You should think clearly. If we really break the unspoken rules, we will be ostracized by the gods on the Lost Continent, and even suffer the ill will of some gods because of this!"
"Since you want to deal with Lucy Rice, how can you not take any risks?" The Voodoo God looked indifferent and sneered, "Besides, I am the one who kills a large number of mortals with Voodoo, even if the gods The first target of the boycott will not be you!"
"I've already said it to this extent. If you still have concerns, then I have nothing to say."
The eyes of the God of Shadows changed, and he seemed to be struggling in his heart.
The God of Voodoo has always been regarded as an evil god in the Lost Continent, so no god is willing to be friends with him. But the God of Shadows is different. As an ancient god that existed in the first era, he has many friends in this continent. .
Although those spiritual friends may not bring much benefit to the God of Shadows, once he joins forces with the God of Voodoo and openly breaks the unspoken rules, it means that he is likely to lose all his friends and even be criticized by everyone. resist.
"If I can swallow the power of the Night Goddess, I may not be able to become the God of Gods in one fell swoop..."
Lyles's eyes flashed, and thoughts grew wildly in his heart.
As an ancient god who existed in the first era, he has spent countless years, so he is extremely eager to advance to a higher level and become a more powerful god of the world.
"You only have one chance, I hope you will think about it carefully." At this time, the Voodoo God opposite spoke quietly again.
"Okay, I agree to join forces with you!"
The next moment, Lyles suddenly raised his head and said firmly with luster in his dark eyes.
"Ha! I knew you would make the right choice!" The Voodoo God laughed, and the green flames burning around him flickered slightly.
"When are you going to start planning?"
After deciding to join forces with the Voodoo God, Lyles, the Shadow God, asked.
"Of course the sooner the better!"
Morun, the god of voodoo, nodded and said, "I will spread voodoo in the Kingdom of Night and spread voodoo throughout the Essos Plains as soon as possible."
"However, during this process, once I enter the Kingdom of Night, Lucilece will immediately notice it, so I hope you can attract her attention as much as possible!"
"Okay, that's no problem."
Lyles nodded and said in a deep voice: "I will cause some trouble on the Essos Plains to attract Lucy Rice's attention, but the opportunity may only be once. You must ensure that the voodoo you release can be used in Kingdom of Night spreads!”
"Please rest assured about this!"
The God of Voodoo seemed very confident and said: "Since I can use Voodoo as a priest, I am naturally the best at releasing Voodoo. As long as you can help me create an opportunity, within a month, Voodoo will be everywhere in Erso." Spread across the plains.”
"Okay, I wish our cooperation goes smoothly!" Lyles said solemnly.
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In the blink of an eye, another month has passed.
Kingdom of Night, Lighthouse Town.
The dilapidated town was as quiet as ever, just like a grain of sand on the vast Essos plain, hardly noticeable.
In the auditorium in the center of the town.
"Chip, retrieve my body data." Enzo ordered in his heart.
"Enzo/Strength: 30/Physique: 30/Spirit: 31.5/Level: Level 3 Wizard/Status: Good."
Looking at the data panel that appeared in front of him, a smile appeared on Enzo's face.
After completely removing the seal of voodoo from his body, his realm finally gradually stabilized. The three basic statistics exceeded thirty points on average, and he had the combat power of a normal third-level wizard.
"The realm has stabilized. Next, maybe we should go to the location of the God's Map." Enzo murmured to himself and retrieved the map stored in the chip.
On the 3D map, the location of the ruins of the God of Slaughter is marked. If nothing else happens, that is probably the Temple of Slaughter, where the divine fire of the God of Slaughter is hidden.
"Nese Canyon..." Enzo murmured.
The location marked on the map is a place called Nether Canyon. It is located in the Essos Plains, between the Red Snake Kingdom and the Ash Mountains. It is occupied by a large number of dark creatures.
"The Crow of Killing!"
Immediately afterwards, Enzo closed the map and called softly, his mind resonating with the Killing Crow, but he received no response.
"It's still not over yet?" Enzo frowned.
Ever since the Killing Crow devoured the mark filled with killing power, it fell into complete silence. Even Enzo, as the creator, could not wake it up.
"When the power of killing is completely digested, the Killing Crow can at least evolve to the level of a demi-god, and is even just a hair away from igniting the divine fire!"
Enzo reasoned in his mind.
The longer the Killing Crow falls asleep after devouring the mark, it means that the power is stronger, and it will have more benefits for the Killing Crow's improvement.
"The plan to go to the Temple of Killing must wait for the Crow of Killing to wake up. It seems that we can only continue to wait..."
Enzo sighed.
Then, he raised another hand and gently called the Emerald Crow in his heart. A flash of emerald green light bloomed, forming the form of the Emerald Crow Sani.
"What's the matter? Enzo."
The Emerald Crow asked softly, lying on Enzo's palm, looking listless.
"It's been a while since you came to the Lost Continent. How is your power recovering? Sani." Enzo asked.
"Almost...completely recovered?"
Sani thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "However, I still don't like it here. The rules of the Lost Continent make me very uncomfortable."
"Has everything recovered?" Enzo's eyes lit up, and he didn't pay too much attention to what Sani said next.
"If there's nothing wrong, I don't want to stay here." Sani muttered with some dissatisfaction, and then turned into green light and disappeared.
Enzo shook his head and smiled helplessly.
It has been a year since arriving in the Lost Continent, and the Emerald Crow has completely passed the adaptation period. The discomfort at this time is just Sani's psychological effect.
"It is also a third-level life form. If Sani has passed the adaptation period, it means that the same is true for Old Snake."
In place, Enzo's eyes flickered.
He is not the only one who holds the map of the Killing Temple. Old Snake, who came with him in the same boat, also has half of the map in his hand.
After passing the adaptation period and fully regaining his strength, Old Snake will definitely find a way to go to the Temple of Slaughter to find the legacy of the God of Slaughter.
Before that, Old Snake's first target must be Enzo, because only from Enzo can he get the other half of the map.
"Fortunately, I have used the chip to record the complete map in advance." The corners of Enzo's lips raised slightly. With the complete map in hand, he took the lead. Even without passing the half of the map in Old Snake's hand, he could still do it. Heading to Nether Gorge alone.
Boom, boom, boom!
While Enzo was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Come in." Enzo said softly.
With his permission, the door of the auditorium was pushed open, and the mayor of Beacon Town personally brought the food to Enzo.
"Please enjoy your lunch in honor of your lord."
After identifying Enzo as the priest, the old mayor showed great respect. During the time that Enzo lived in Beacon Town, he prepared the best food in the town for him every day.
"Put it here, Moore."
Enzo was not polite and directly motioned to the old mayor to put the food aside and asked, "How are you doing? Is there any news coming from outside recently?"
Although it is a very small and remote town in the lower wilderness of Beacon Town, there are also some wilderness hunters living here, who occasionally bring back some information from the outside world.
"There is really one thing."
Moore thought for a moment and said, "I heard that in the past few days, a strange disease has appeared in the kingdom. It spreads very quickly and has spread in several cities. His Royal Highness the King urgently ordered a nationwide lockdown. No infected person is allowed to leave." Your own city.”
"Strange disease?" Enzo frowned slightly.
"Yeah, I heard it's very serious." Moore sighed and said, "I hope the goddess of the night will protect me and prevent the strange disease from spreading to Beacon Town."
Thump thump thump!
As soon as Old Moore finished speaking, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside. Immediately afterwards, an indigenous man dressed as a hunter broke into the auditorium.
"It's not good, Grandpa Moore."
The hunter native was panting and said hurriedly: "There is a group of refugees coming outside the town. I heard they are all from Greystone Town. Please go over and have a look."
"Greystone Town?"
Old Moore was so excited that he raised his voice a little higher and said sharply, "No, stop them quickly. Don't let people from Greystone Town come in."
"Greystone Town? Is there any problem?" Enzo asked curiously.
"Master Priest, you don't know something."
Old Moore turned around and said with a wry smile, "The strange disease I just mentioned appeared in Greystone Town a few days ago. Since those refugees have come to Beacon Town, there must be infected people among them."
"Once they are allowed in, I'm afraid Beacon Town will also be infected!"
After speaking, Old Moore hurriedly ran out of the auditorium.
"No, I must drive away all the people in Greystone Town. I must not let Beacon Town be infected!"
Looking at Moore and the hunter hurriedly leaving, a trace of thought appeared in Enzo's eyes, and then his mind moved slightly, and he passed his vision to the shadow crows hiding everywhere around Beacon Town.
Above Beacon Town, shadowy crows watched the scene below.
Outside the town's simple wall, a large number of ragged refugees were gathering towards Beacon Town. They all seemed to be refugees from Greystone Town.
Not long ago, a strange disease appeared in Greystone Town.
It was a highly contagious virus that had completely spread in just three days. The infected person's body would fester, and at the same time, he would turn into an irrational zombie and attack the surroundings crazily.
Therefore, Greystone Town fell quickly!
The survivors of the small town fled towards Beacon Town, but were blocked by Beacon Town. Dozens of wilderness hunters armed with weapons were confronting hundreds of refugees from Greystone Town.
"Leave Beacon Town, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!" At this time, Old Moore, the mayor of Beacon Town, came to the entrance of the town.
He was holding a cane in his hand, but his expression was extremely serious.
"Please, please let us in!"
"Yeah, save us!"
The refugees from Greystone Town refused to leave and begged to break into Beacon Town. Moore's expression changed and he decisively stopped his crutches, a stern look flashed in his cloudy eyes.
"Get out!"
"Get away!"
All around, the hunters in Beacon Town were yelling curses, raising their bows and arrows, and shooting arrows at the refugees.
It was just a warning. A round of arrows did not kill anyone, but several refugees at the front were injured by the arrows. Their blood flowed on the ground and they screamed in pain.
The blood frightened the refugees, and they retreated one after another even though they were not yet completely desperate. However, there was a luster of resentment in their eyes when they looked at Beacon Town.
"Leave Beacon Town quickly!"
Old Moore was unmoved, with an indifferent expression on his face, and said, "I'll give you one more minute. If you don't leave, don't blame us for being rude!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the hunters all raised their crossbows.
The refugees retreated one after another, left Beacon Town with curses, and headed towards the next town. Old Moore was relieved when he saw this.
However, the shadowy crow in the sky that had been watching everything below suddenly flashed its eyes.
"Did the so-called strange disease turn out to be voodoo?"
In the auditorium, Enzo narrowed his eyes, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face, and said to himself, "What happened? Voodoo actually appeared in the Kingdom of Night. Could it be the God of Voodoo?"