Chapter 567: This is the Resurrection Ritual?
Creak, creak… creak, creak… Hahahaha… Hee hee hee…
Unprecedented excitement flickered on Loseweisse’s face, crazed sounds continuously escaping her lips.
She wasn’t suffering like Athena and Ekaterina, but she also seemed affected by this mysterious power… However, at least in Loseweisse’s view, this influence was positive.
The crimson light shining on her body, the strange whispers echoing in her ears, were so comforting.
Depravity, distortion, blood, madness, chaos, evil!
Not a single positive word to describe it, yet it made Loseweisse excited, intoxicated.
Even stranger, Loseweisse even felt a sense of familiarity and warmth within these mysterious auras. The blood in her entire body seemed to surge at this moment, her body burning hot.
Her golden eyes turned crimson. She knew where this aura came from, where the source of these auras lay. It came from her father.
The god in the Void.
Her father.
Father God!
Wailing on one side, laughing maniacally on the other.
The two completely different scenes formed the starkest contrast.
Just then, the resurrection magic array mutated once again. Crimson light frantically converged above the magic array, instantly seeming to transform into a crimson ocean.
Even the bright moonlight overhead was completely obscured at this moment.
Compared to Ekaterina, Athena’s soul was stronger, her will firmer.
While resisting the erosion from the whispers in her ears, Athena strenuously raised her head, looking at everything in the sky.
Within that crimson sea of blood, she seemed to be able to feel countless twisted wills writhing.
Loseweisse’s body was completely bathed in crimson light, as if immersed in a sea of blood.
The long hair behind her seemed to turn into venomous snakes, swaying almost ostentatiously.
Just as the crimson reached its peak, another change occurred. The sea of blood seemed to boil at this moment, the blood churning with terrifying force.
The next instant, with a chi sound, a crimson light abruptly shot out from the sea of blood.
Like a chain spanning the night sky, carrying a piercing shriek, it tore through the darkness, whistling towards the deepest part of the Demon Beast Territory.
And this was just the beginning.
After the first chain formed from blood appeared, the second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth… Chains, writhing, strange tentacles, like crimson pythons, divided the night sky above into different sections.
But the destination of all these chains was the same: the deepest part of the Demon Beast Territory.
The speed of these crimson chains was unimaginably fast. In the blink of an eye, their leading ends were no longer visible.
What’s happening?
Loseweisse’s eyes widened, not understanding why such a bizarre scene would occur during the resurrection ritual… Vaguely, she felt something wasn’t quite right.
According to the description on the resurrection scroll, shouldn’t Lord Jie Luo’s fragmented soul be converging above the magic array, then his physical body re-condense?
After the soul and body fused, Lord Jie Luo could be fully resurrected, right?
She didn’t understand what was happening, but the resurrection ritual had already begun. Loseweisse could only let it continue.
Moreover, the aura she felt after the resurrection magic array activated came from Father God… Regardless, Father God wouldn’t harm her, right? Loseweisse thought naively.
…
Meanwhile, in the Demon Beast Territory, it was a completely different scene.
The Demon King City was crowded.
Due to Demon King Nagath’s command, all Demon Beasts had been summoned back. The originally spacious city was now completely different, filled with Demon Beasts everywhere.
Walking on the ground, flying in the sky, even burrowing in the earth.
These Demon Beasts didn’t know what His Majesty the Demon King was worried about, but obeying the strong was a Demon Beast’s instinct. They still faithfully carried out the Demon King’s commands.
However… honestly, it was quite boring.
They had already been in the Demon King City for a long time. During this long period, nothing had happened.
Comparatively, these Demon Beasts preferred charging onto the front lines, fighting those humans… Even if it meant death; that was a Demon Beast’s nature.
This long, unchanging boredom also made these Demon Beasts gradually lose their initial vigilance.
When first summoned back by His Majesty the Demon King, worried about a possible attack from some powerful enemy, each one was extremely alert, keenly observing any movement they could perceive.
But maintaining such a high level of focus wasn’t easy; rather, it was torture, especially for the naturally restless Demon Beasts.
As time passed, these Demon Beasts found it increasingly difficult to endure.
Although not daring to disobey His Majesty the Demon King’s command and leave the Demon King City, their bodies had already become listless. Some even lay directly on the ground, snoring.
Nonsense, nothing’s happening, what else can we do besides sleep?
I don’t know what’s wrong with His Majesty the Demon King… Ah, no, I can’t think like that.
That’s the noble, powerful, supreme His Majesty the Demon King. How can I doubt His Majesty’s decisions? Even questioning inwardly is absolutely not allowed… These Demon Beasts thought, then their bodies very honestly continued to sleep soundly.
Of course, although many Demon Beasts were sleeping, it wasn’t all of them.
For some Demon Beasts accustomed to nocturnal activities, night was paradise.
Besides these nocturnal Demon Beasts, there was another strange fellow.
It was Lomond.
At this moment, this guy was stealthily heading towards the ravine behind the Demon King’s Palace.
He was very careful, not wanting other Demon Beasts to discover his movements, but he didn’t know that his sneaky behavior was exceptionally clear in the eyes of those nocturnal Demon Beasts.
Of course, these Demon Beasts didn’t stop Lomond’s actions.
After all, this was the Seventh Demon Prince. With the other princes, princesses, Abyss Heavenly Kings, and Demon Generals mostly dead, Seventh Prince Lomond’s status had risen accordingly.
In this situation, offending a prince who was very likely to inherit the Demon King’s throne definitely wasn’t a smart thing to do.
Most importantly, the Demon King’s Palace was a forbidden area.
But the ravine behind the Demon King’s Palace wasn’t.
Most likely, this prince simply couldn’t bear the boredom and wanted to go out for some fresh air. It wasn’t anything important, no need to make a fuss.
And Lomond, oblivious to the gazes sweeping over him, still carefully hid his figure within the forest of the ravine. However, this guy was used to being careless, always inadvertently making cracking sounds from stepping on branches, which greatly annoyed him.
His furry hand scratched his equally furry head.
The reason he came here was naturally not without cause.
Lomond wanted to become the Demon King, but to become the Demon King, he had to first kill the current Demon King, also his old man.
This didn’t cause Lomond any psychological pressure at all. Demon Beasts talking about feelings? That’s as ridiculous as businessmen talking about feelings instead of money.
For this, Lomond was even willing to take some risks.
He learned from certain channels that the Demon King might have already left the Demon King’s Palace… But no one could confirm this news.
The Demon King’s Palace was still a forbidden area.
No one could casually enter.
But Lomond was different. He had a very smart subordinate, Candice, who found a good excuse for Lomond.
Horus…
Candice said, if he could find Demon King Nagath’s exact location, she could expose Horus’s existence, using the excuse of the intense conflict between Horus and the Hero, and the possibility of using Horus to eliminate the Hero, to enter the Demon King’s Palace and negotiate with Nagath.
Of course, this so-called excuse was also very risky. There was a chance Demon King Nagath would fly into a rage, not even wanting to hear his explanation, and directly kill him.
But after some consideration, Lomond still resolutely entered the forbidden area.
Without even this much courage, how can I say I want to be the Demon King?
Just as expected, he didn’t find Demon King Nagath.
At this point, Lomond was completely convinced that Demon King Nagath had left the Demon King’s Palace… He originally suspected Nagath might have already left the Demon King City, hiding in some secret place.
But after searching for a few days, Lomond suddenly sensed some faint movements intermittently coming from the ravine behind the Demon King’s Palace.
That sound, it sounded like the wail of a wounded beast.
This commotion attracted Lomond’s attention. Lomond planned to go there and investigate.
But just then, a commotion erupted within the Demon King City. Chaotic sounds mixed together, even Lomond, who had already entered the forest, could clearly hear it.
This made Lomond very curious. What exactly happened in the Demon King City? Why such a big commotion?
He subconsciously stopped, turning to look behind him.
He saw a large number of Demon Beasts, too many to count, like a mass of dark clouds gathered together.
And the actions of these Demon Beasts were all surprisingly similar. They all stood upright on the ground, their faces filled with terror as they raised their heads, looking at the sky above.
Almost purely instinctively, Lomond, following the gazes of these Demon Beasts, also looked towards the night sky.
The moment he looked up, Lomond’s body froze.
What did he see… Streaks of crimson light… no, chains formed from twisted crimson blood, like sharp blades, tearing through the night sky.
Under the illumination of the crimson light, even the fur on Lomond’s face turned red.
This… what the hell is this?
Lomond was so surprised he almost roared uncontrollably.
Then, an even more terrible scene occurred. Screams of terror and pain suddenly erupted from the originally chaotic group of Demon Beasts. A large number of Demon Beasts, as if suffering from some mysterious and terrifying curse, lay writhing on the ground.
Lomond’s eyesight was very good.
He could clearly see that beneath the fur of many Demon Beasts, strange traces were wriggling rapidly. The fur, fangs, and claws on the Demon Beasts began to grow.
Their eyes turned crimson.
The next instant, cracking sounds came.
The wriggling traces beneath the skin of tens of thousands of Demon Beasts tore through their tough hides.
Instantly, crimson covered the ground.
The wails of the Demon Beasts reached an unprecedented level.
Within the blood covering the ground, Lomond could even more clearly see slender, thread-like, worm-like creatures wriggling, twisting, and intertwining in the pools of blood.
That… what are those things?
Even with Lomond’s crude nature, at this moment, he couldn’t bear the intense stimulation brought by this scene. Lomond felt his scalp about to explode.
He had never seen such a bizarre power.
More and more Demon Beasts fell to the ground.
Blood flowed like rivers.
Flying in the sky, running on the ground, burrowing in the earth… countless.
No life could escape this mysterious power at this moment.
And the disaster was still spreading. Visibly, groups of Demon Beasts fell to the ground one after another, in the direction of the six mysterious crimson chains in the sky…
Lomond shivered violently. He didn’t know what was happening, but he knew… danger had arrived.
At this moment, he made what he thought was the most correct decision. With almost no hesitation, Lomond casually pulled up several large trees and covered himself with them.
The dense leaves, like a large umbrella, completely enveloped him.
He thought this could block the mysterious power from the sky… It seemed to have some effect. Lomond quickly sensed the strange sounds coming from around him, but his situation was clearly much better than the other Demon Beasts.
Of course, it might also be because Lomond’s brain was… well, a bit special.
Simple?
It was like, in a living being’s mind, every thought was a thread. A normal life had a hundred threads in their mind. At this moment, entangled together, they would become a tangled mess.
But if there was only one thread in the mind, no matter how you tangled it, there wouldn’t be much of a problem.
From this perspective, having no brains seemed to be the best way to resist the erosion of the Evil Gods in the Void.
Just then, through the gaps between the leaves, an astonishing scene unfolded before Lomond’s eyes.
Six crimson chains, carrying sharp, piercing sounds, plunged into the deepest part of the ravine behind the Demon King’s Palace.
While enduring the Evil God’s whispers, Lomond even had time to think, It seems the target of these crimson chains is the same as his?
Then, he heard a furious roar coming from the ravine. Lomond’s eyes widened instantly. He was extremely familiar with this roar; it was his Father King’s voice.
So Father King was hiding there?
Under the impact of the chains, the raised terrain near the ravine was directly flattened.
Amidst the dust and smoke filling the sky, Lomond faintly saw Demon King Nagath’s figure.
Six crimson chains, like bizarre venomous snakes, wrapped around Nagath’s body again and again!
The chains in the sky gradually straightened, seemingly trying to drag Demon King Nagath somewhere!
