Chapter 511 Descendants

Chapter 511 Descendants

"Now!" Enzo's eyes flashed.

In mid-air, the Emerald Crow was like a stream of light, rushing towards the blood-killing god Sayeru in an instant, like a seed.

The next moment, the power of nature bursts out!

"ah!!!"

Sayenu roared, and endless green light burst out from his body, like vines, suddenly breaking out of his body, and blood instantly swayed around.

On the spot, Sayenu's body was covered in blood.

The crimson divine power was wrapped around the body, trying to heal the wounds as much as possible, but the Emerald Crow was like a seed, piercing deeply into Sayeru's body, and green vines and plants grew rapidly.

"Bloody rage!"

The severe pain caused Sayenu to let out a roar. The crimson divine power seemed to erupt like a volcano, and the surrounding blood mist exploded instantly.

The next moment, the Emerald Crow was forcibly expelled.

"Damn it, the wizard is so powerful?"

On the spot, Sayenu's whole body was covered in blood and his face was extremely pale. He used the blood rage twice in a row. Even the gods were under a huge burden. At this time, his divine power was seriously consumed.

Sayenu's eyes flickered, and then he turned into a bat.

This is obviously one of the abilities brought by the ancestor of vampires. After feeling Enzo's strength, Sayenu has decided to escape temporarily. After the situation stabilizes, he can rely on the advantages of his own indigenous gods to deal with Enzo.

"Want to escape? It's not that easy!"

The blood-killing god did not want to continue fighting, but Enzo was unwilling to give up such an opportunity. A sneer appeared on his face, and the shadows under his feet spread like a tide towards the surroundings, covering the dark sea of ​​trees in a moment.

"Stay, Sayanu!"

Enzo made a cold voice, and on the ground, the shadow turned into a palm that covered the sky and grabbed Sayenu, who turned into a bat. For a moment, the world fell into endless darkness.

In the sky, Sayenu's eyes changed drastically.

At this time, the shadow realm released by Enzo has even reached the level of the realm of gods. Even the surrounding rules have been changed, and the endless shadows have swallowed up everything around him.

All you can see is endless darkness and shadows.

Sayenu frantically released the crimson divine power, but could not escape the swallowing of the shadow realm. Seeing that the huge shadow palm was about to attack, a trace of fear finally appeared in his eyes.

However, at this moment.

Enzo, who merged with the shadow, suddenly felt a bit of pain, his face turned ugly, and the magic-transformed shadow hand shattered like a bubble, making him groan.

"Crimson Power!"

In the sky, Sayenu saw the opportunity. He immediately rushed out of the shadow realm through the space torn apart by the red giant sword, and disappeared in a moment.

On the spot, Enzo looked ugly.

There seemed to be a mass of black mist surging in his chest, and tentacles seemed to burst out of his body, causing indescribable pain.

"Have you escaped the illusion?"

Enzo murmured to himself, controlling the magic power in his body to further seal the Crow of Disaster. This was the only way to suppress the God of Disaster.

"Sure enough, it is still too difficult for a third-level wizard to seal the gods."

Then, Enzo shook his head, raised his head and looked at the sky. The blood-killing god had escaped from the shadow realm. This opportunity was lost, and it would become extremely difficult to deal with him again.

"Anyway, it went well this time!"

Immediately afterwards, Enzo took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his face. According to the original plan, everything went smoothly. The Crow of Disaster swallowed the God of Disaster, and the two indigenous gods of the War Ghost World were finally solved. one.

"Next, let's solve the immediate problem first."

The luster in Enzo's eyes flickered slightly, and then turned into a shadow and disappeared. Not long after, he had left the dark sea of ​​trees and returned to the Solu Plain.

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Meanwhile, Solu Plains.

Near the rock city where the Gaussian tribe is located, the solid city wall has collapsed due to the destruction of the evil king, but a mass of rotten black material appears on top of the ruins.

That's the body of the King of Evil!

Not long ago, Timos had died. The leader of the Gaussian tribe, O'Callen, looked at the puddle of black material, his eyes still shining with disbelief. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it anyway. The person who killed the evil king turned out to be a little girl.

Below Rock City, there is an empty ground.

Surrounded by a group of evil ghosts, Wendy looked at a loss. She stared blankly at the evil king who was beaten into a puddle of rotten matter on the wall of the rock city, almost as if she was dreaming.

On her shoulder, a black-feathered crow stood.

"Tch! You are so weak and pitiful."

Hexi, the Killing Crow, looked at the evil king who was easily killed by him, with a disdainful expression, and sneered, "Such trash can be called a king. No wonder this is just an indigenous world."

"What the hell is that guy Enzo doing?"

"The longer I stay in this indigenous world, the more time I waste, and I don't want to continue like this."

Hirsch continued to complain, and a look of fear appeared on Wendy's face.

"The crow...has spoken?"

Wendy couldn't help but tremble a little. Although she could feel that Hirsch meant no harm, everything that happened not long ago was still too shocking for her, making it difficult to accept.

Even the leader of the Gaussian tribe cannot compete with the evil king.

She was easily killed by a little crow, and the little crow still came out of her body. Wendy almost fainted from fright.

"Wendy, are you okay?"

At this time, Drogo, who was not far away, suddenly asked hesitantly. Although he was not sure what the killing crow represented, Drogo vaguely speculated that the appearance of this crow might be related to Enzo.

Only that mysterious existence could leave behind such a powerful creature.

"I'm fine..."

Wendy's voice trembled, almost as if she was about to cry, but she still held on to herself and stood still, not daring to move.

"Lord O'Callen, what should we do now?"

On the rock city wall, a red-striped warrior asked hesitantly. At this moment, the evil king who invaded the rock city has been eliminated. As the ruler of the plains, the Gaussian tribe should naturally start to maintain order.

However, O'Callen paid no attention to this.

His gaze was fixed downwards, or to be more precise, perhaps at the Killing Crow on Wendy's shoulder, his eyes shining with incomparable desire.

"A wild beast that can kill the King of Evil!"

O'Callen's heart was burning, his thoughts were constantly changing, and he thought to himself: "There are still such creatures in the world. Could it be the third god? If the Gaussian tribe can get it, it may become the most powerful tribe in the world, maybe." ?”

In O'Callen's mind, Hirsch has been identified as a wild beast.

According to the knowledge of the Zhangui tribe, the only existence that can kill the evil king is an unrivaled god. Since Hirsch can easily kill the evil king, it is very likely that he is the world's first genie. Three gods.

All this is logical in O'Callen's mind, because he is not aware of Enzo's existence. In fact, although Hirsch is not a god yet, he is the incarnation of the power of the legendary god of killing, and he is only one step away from becoming a god. remote.

With this thought in his mind, O'Callen couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

And just then.

A shadow suddenly appeared in the originally calm sky. On the ground below Rock City, a figure appeared without warning, as if jumping out of the shadow, and stood next to Wendy.

"Enzo!" A hint of surprise appeared in Wendy's eyes.

Enzo smiled and waved, and the Killing Crow turned into a ray of light and returned to his body. Then, Enzo looked at Wendy.

Before he spoke, Enzo suddenly felt something in his heart.

Enzo was very familiar with the little girl Wendy who had saved him, and even became her husband according to the custom of the war ghost world. However, at this time, he discovered that some changes had occurred in Wendy after not seeing each other for a while.

Enzo lowered his head slightly and looked at Wendy's abdomen.

The little girl, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, had a slightly bulging belly, with a faint trace of life gestating inside. Feeling that familiar aura, even Enzo couldn't help but open his mouth.

"This is... my child?" Enzo asked in surprise.

A hint of shyness appeared on Wendy's face, and she nodded slightly. After receiving the confirmation, Enzo's emotions suddenly surged in his heart. It has been decades since he traveled through the wizarding world and embarked on the journey of wizarding. Enzo has also had some women. , but never had any heirs.

Part of the reason is that powerful life itself is difficult to reproduce.

Strictly speaking, a formal wizard who crystallizes the magic power condensed in his body is no longer a human being. Therefore, the possibility of a wizard having intercourse with an ordinary woman and conceiving offspring is extremely slim.

There are only two wizards of the same level, so the possibility of giving birth to offspring is higher.

Feeling the life in Wendy's belly, Enzo couldn't help but reach out his hand. With the touch of spiritual power, a young life appeared in Enzo's heart.

"a boy!"

Enzo came to a conclusion in his mind, but then frowned, because in his feeling, the child conceived by Wendy had extremely weak vitality, and might even be extinguished at any time like a candle in the wind.

"How could this happen?" Enzo muttered to himself.

But then, a hint of understanding appeared on his face. It was extremely difficult for a powerful life form to produce offspring, not to mention that Enzo was a third-level wizard, but Wendy was just a weak girl.

In fact, she is not even a normal human being, but a war ghost, a type of humanoid creature. Her appearance is the same as that of an ordinary human girl, but the genes in her blood are deviated.

"Is this...a curse of magic?"

Enzo frowned slightly. In the wizarding world, there is a law that when a wizard intercourses with an ordinary person and gives birth to a life, the probability of this life surviving under normal circumstances is less than one thousandth.

This common situation is also called the curse of magic.

What this means is that the wizard controls powerful magic, but when it comes to giving birth to offspring, he will bear this curse. If he wants his offspring to survive successfully, he must pay a lot of price.

On the same spot, Enzo was lost in thought.

The life that Wendy gave birth to is Enzo's first descendant, so it must be preserved no matter what, because if Enzo is promoted to a fourth-level wizard by conquering the War Ghost World and fusing the Heart of the World in the near future, then those who want to give birth to descendants will The difficulty will be even greater.

"Enzo..."

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Enzo's thoughts. Drogo next to him hesitated and said, "What happened in the world? Why did the King of Evil appear on the Solu Plain?"

Enzo looked back at Drogo, with a trace of pity on his face.

This is the sorrow of the weak. Until now, ordinary war ghosts have not noticed the drastic changes that have taken place in the world. Perhaps only those tyrants will have some understanding before being sacrificed by the blood-killing god.

"Let's talk about everything back to the Tatar tribe first."

Enzo shook his head and decided to wait until things were more stable before considering anything else. He did not intend to tell Drogo the truth, because as believers of the blood-killing god, the War Ghost Tribe would have to wait until it became more stable to consider anything. He will inevitably stand on his own opposite side.

In the original situation, Enzo did not take the Zhangui clan to heart.

Whether it is the Tatar tribe or the entire Solu Plain, he can rely on strong methods to suppress it, or even release witchcraft to completely destroy the plain and establish a new order through the evil ghost clan.

However, Wendy's pregnancy made Enzo change his mind.

He decided to use gentler methods to determine the future of the War Ghost Clan. The Blood-killing God must be killed, but the War Ghost Clan can be preserved and become a coexistence with the Evil Ghost Clan.

"……All right."

Seeing that Enzo decided to return to the Tatar tribe first, Drogo did not object. He waved to the blood warriors of the tribe and planned to lead everyone to leave the Gaussian tribe and return to the Tatar tribe.

"Stop, Drogo!"

At this moment, O'Callen's voice suddenly sounded. He suddenly stepped forward, jumped directly from the ruins of Rock City to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "You can leave if you want, but that wild beast Crow , and this girl must stay."

Drogo frowned and stood in front of Wendy.

In O'Callen's mind, Hirsch, the Killing Crow, should be a special wild beast bred by the world, with the potential to become the third god. Wendy was just lucky to get him. If she could snatch it, then the Gaussian Tribe It will surely move towards a more prosperous era.

Even, change the pattern of the world of war ghosts!

O'Callen thought this in his mind, staring at Wendy with a fiery luster in his eyes. Seeing Drogo blocking the front, he immediately snorted coldly.

The next moment, O'Callen's energy and blood burst out.

Since Drogo is unwilling to hand over the God of Wild Beasts, he can only take a tougher attitude. Anyway, the Gaussian tribe has ruled the plains for hundreds of years, and even attacked the Tatar tribe and taught Drogo some lessons, which is enough to make the other party Thinking of the fear of being dominated.

Just as O'Callen was about to take action, a figure suddenly walked out.