Chapter 270
Chapter 270: The religion of the Evil God
In the Dark Forest, the sacred place of the forest trolls.
Under the blazing sun, a rainbow spectrum cut through the sky. Like an arrow going against the flow of time, the light swiftly landed in the center of the Dark Forest without a sound.
After four months, the lush and thick plants in the place of extreme wood had once again gone through an earth-shattering change. All of the towering old trees had withered, the weeds on the ground were without a trace of their original lively green. The originally lush place of extreme wood didn’t have a single green leaf now.
Plants no longer grew, and the dry, cracked, and hard ground was revealed. At a glance, the entire scene was that of desertification. Due to the existence of the formation, the wood elements, that had originally filled the place, were now gathered in the body of the wood elite zombie in the center of the formation. This had caused all the plans to wilt as they lost the wood elemental energy they’d originally possessed.
Han Shuo relied on the yin demons’ reconnaissance upon landing. He discovered from afar that several forest trolls were stationed here, evidently protecting the holy land.
Intimate calls resounded one after another from roots of the oldest, largest dried tree. The wood elite zombie had Han Shuo’s blood essence flowing in his veins. He had sensed the latter’s arrival based on their connection.
“Come out!” A series of black lights converged towards the place where the wood elite zombie was concealed as Han Shuo used the secret arts.
Rumble…
Tremors spread out on the ground as the old, dried tree suddenly exploded. Pieces of bark and wood flew in all directions as a dark cave was revealed at the base. Deep underground old roots were buried there.
“My child, you’ve proved to at least have the mental strength of an archmage by being able to enter the second layer. Now, let go of everything and accept this mental strength. It will help you reach the power of a grand magus!” The shadowy figure from the first layer slowly formed and spoke calmly.
Han Shuo was ecstatic. He immediately sat down and relaxed his soul to welcome the mysterious force in. As soon as this force entered, it merged directly with his mental strength in a mysterious manner, giving Han Shuo a very comfortable, wonderful feeling. The extreme pain from before had long since vanished without a trace. Right now, Han Shuo seemed to be bathed in sun dappled, warm water. He enjoyed it with complete leisure and comfort.
The green layers of light shrouded the entire altar and slowly united with the Eye of Darkness at the epicenter. The enormous, pure force integrated with Han Shuo’s mental strength. His brain, that had been reinforced by the demonic magic, rapidly underwent changes.
This process lasted for an unknown period of time. Han Shuo forgot everything and indulged himself in the wondrous feeling of having full control over his mental strength. He even forgot his own existence.
“Child, necromancy magic is the most powerful, most marvelous magic on earth, yet some people don’t allow it to exist. You, as the legitimate heir to the ancient necromancy magic, hold the responsibility of promoting its profound meaning and the glory it used to have to the world.”
“To have the Canopy of Necromancy cover the earth, to enable necromancy magic to cause tremors in every corner of the world, to shower every place in the evil light of necromancy magic—this is your responsibility to bear. You cannot escape, nor can you refuse…”
The voice of that shadowy figure slowly, yet alluringly infiltrated Han Shuo’s mind with the strange force. As Han Shuo’s mental strength was continuously reinforced, another current of force suddenly erupted. This force attempted to invade his soul, forever drowning him in evil.
This force had the ability to change the soul. When it finished merging with the soul, it would turn Han Shuo into a most loyal follower, forever subjected to the dominion of some evil god.
“Aowuuuu…”
Han Shuo threw back his head and released a long howl to the heavens, circulating his magical yuan like mad. Another intense force surged out from the demon infant, reaching the brain in just a second. It latched onto the force trying to invade his soul.
“No, no!” Han Shuo roared, his eyes a deep red as he panted. His firm strength of mind kicked into gear as he utilized the magical yuan to its utmost, forming layer after layer of obstruction in his brain to fight against the magical brand of the evil god.
There was as if a violent torrential outbreak in Han Shuo’s mind. It desperately resisted the force invading his soul with the demon infant as the main power. During this process, Han Shuo experienced excruciating agony, rolling and screaming about on the altar. However, the green light around the Eye of Darkness became more and more brilliant.