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Chapter 1170 The Magic Flute

"With that being said, we have no evidence."
Oberisk shook his head and said, "Even if the Curse Lake of Resentment is set up by Muharlin, the plague ruler, with your and my strength, it may be enough to deal with it."
"What's more, this matter is related to the Gate of the Star Realm!"
Hearing Oberisk's words, a trace of thought appeared on Enzo's face.
If it were just the plague dominating Muharlin, it might not be a big deal, but it just fits the goal of the two people when it comes to the astral gate.
After the end of the Battle of Hell Lake, Enzo and Oberisk have both been promoted to sixth-level life forms.
Their goal of going to the astral realm has been achieved. Next, whether they stay in the astral realm or leave, they can act according to their own ideas.
However, if you want to leave the astral realm, the astral realm gate is an indispensable medium.
The two wizards also have to seize at least one star gate to ensure that they can attack and retreat and defend themselves. Unfortunately, the star gate is not easy to obtain.
"Since that's the case, then let's go!"
Enzo pondered for a moment and made a decision quickly. Although the Curse Lake of Resentment may be a trap set by the plague ruler Muharlin, the strength of the two should be enough to face it.
The other party had information about the Gate of the Star Realm in his hand, but the two of them were bound to win.
"Then...what should I do here?"
Oberisk looked around. At this moment, Baishui City had returned to peace, and was swallowed by the shadow domain and fell into darkness.
"Dispose it."
Enzo's face was expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, the shadows under his feet surged like a tide. Since the matter of the plague dominating Muharlin was related to the Gate of the Astral Realm, the two of them could not leave any trace.
Rumble!
A roar came from the earth, and a terrifying force came like a natural disaster. As Enzo and Oberisk disappeared, the original Baishui City also turned into a huge pit.
A few days later, two figures appeared around the giant pit.
"It's here!"
White God Reaya and the Forging God Kara came to Baishui City, but found that it had already turned into a desert, and the former Baishui City disappeared, leaving only a huge deep pit.
"how so?"
Looking at the huge deep pit in front of him, Bai Shen Ruiya was stunned. As a servant of the Goddess of Harvest, he had also come to Baishui City. Baishui City in his memory did not look like this now.
"demon!"
The God of Forging Kara is a bearded man. Looking at the deep pit in front of him, a particularly solemn luster flashed in his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"It must be the means of those demons!"
"That's damn!"
"We're late. It seems that the demon this time is very powerful. Even the goddess of dawn, Ms. Naraku, is not an opponent."
Hearing the words of the Forged God Kara, a strange expression appeared on the face of the White God Reya.
Both are servants under the command of the Goddess of Harvest, he is very familiar with Naraku, the goddess of dawn, and knows that the other party is very strong, especially in combat.
Not long ago, believers in Baishui City sent prayers.
The Goddess of Harvest was immediately aware of it, so he sent the goddess of dawn, Naraku, and two other gods to solve the problem.
As a result, several days passed.
Naraku, the goddess of dawn who was heading to Baishui City, completely lost the news as if a mud cow had entered the sea. The goddess of harvest could no longer sit still, so she sent White God Rea and Forging God Kara.
When the two gods came to Baishui City, they saw such a scene.
"The situation is getting worse and worse!"
Looking at Baishui City, which turned into a deep pit, a hint of complexity appeared on the face of the God of Forging Kara. What a powerful demon that could defeat Narokami the goddess of dawn.
Today's source world is probably no longer the era of the gods.
The major demon lords escaped from the cage one after another, which was terrible test for the gods.
The astral realm must be transformed, otherwise the gods will inevitably lose their power to rule everything.
"Okay, let's go back as soon as possible."
Bai Shen Ruiya was a little uncomfortable and urged, ": Report everything here to the Goddess of Harvest, she will find a way."
The God of Forging Kara nodded.
Then, the two gods disappeared from their original place.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
According to the memory of the giant snake Babaru, Enzo and Oberisk have also come to the vicinity of the Curse Lake, but no trace of the plague ruler Muharlem was found.
"Chip, scan!"
Enzo issued an order in his mind to use the chip's scanning function, but in this area, there was no abyss breath.
"We've been cheated?"
Oberisk raised his eyebrows and a little coldness appeared on his face.
"not necessarily."
Enzo shook his head, pondered for a moment, took out the soul bone wand and paused towards the ground, and the shadow suddenly spread like a tide.
In an instant, darkness swallowed the earth.
The surrounding environment began to distort, and the illusory disguise was broken, revealing its true form. However, in the huge lake in the distance, there were black liquids, countless creatures wailing, just like a purgatory on earth.
"I see."
Obelisk was not afraid of the terrifying scene in front of him, but instead had a luster of interest in his eyes.
"I deserve to be a powerful demon from ancient times."
Enzo nodded slightly. The disguise just now almost deceived the two wizards, and even the chip was unable to detect everything real.
Fortunately, Enzo can also break the method with force.
Hurry!
A sound of water flowing came from the front, but a twisted creature emerged from the real lake of curses and resentment. It was like a combination of hundreds of creatures, and its huge body was covered with festering and rotting sarcoma.
Those sarcomas kept moving, as if they were eyeballs.
"Plague Lord, Muharlem!"
Enzo narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that the creature in front of him was Muharlem, the plague dominant, so he used the scanning function of the chip.
"wrong."
Next to him, Oberisk shook his head and said in a deep voice, ": In ancient times, I had seen Muharlem, and the other party was not in this form."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! As he spoke, Oberisk jumped up.
But as he waved his hand, the hot flames surged like waves, bombarding the Curse Lake with a strong explosion.
The twisted creatures in the lake made a sharp scream.
Under the devour of the flame, it let out a painful wail, and then it seemed to crack and its body gradually dissolved.
Immediately afterwards, a figure emerged from the body of the giant beast.
It was a thin man with a handsome appearance, like a noble young man, wearing strange clothes, holding a flute in his hand, exuding a temperament that seemed to be not part of the abyss.
Enzo raised his eyebrows.
This image is similar to Muharlem in the chip database. Although the other party is the demon lord of the Abyss World, in ancient times, when invading the world of the gods, it has always maintained its own surface in the form of human beings.
"Human?"
Muharin emerged from the shell of the giant beast, looked at Enzo and Oberisk, and said hoarsely, "It seems that you are the so-called [wizard]!"
When Enzo heard Muhalin's words, he felt a little moved.
As an ancient demon who was sealed in the astral realm in ancient times, in theory, Muharls should not have a good understanding of wizard civilization.
However, as soon as the other party met, they revealed Enzo and Oberisk's identity.
This seems to mean that the other party has certain channels to know external news, so he understands the group of wizards.
"Plague Lord, Muharlem!"
Oberisk looked at Muhalin in the distance, his tone was a little complicated, and said quietly, "It's great to see an ancient existence like you here!"
In ancient times, plague dominated the wizard world.
Even if the gods touched the terrifying powers that the other party had, they would not be able to escape the end of death. Even the ancestor of the wizard almost fell into the hands of the other party.
Therefore, Oberisk was deeply impressed by Muharlem.
Now, he has been promoted to Endless Wizard, and is at the same level as Muharlem, the plague master, and is fully capable of facing this once extremely powerful demon.
Even, kill it!
"Witcher, we have no hatred."
At this time, Muharin spoke again and said in a deep voice, ": You and I have common enemies, and it is meaningless to hurt each other."
"How about we join forces?"
"I can tell you the news about the Gate of the Stars in my hand. In exchange, how can you help me restore my strength?"
While speaking, Muharlem spread his palms.
But a ball of white flame burned in his palm. Enzo's heart moved and he could tell at a glance that it was a condensation of the soul of witchcraft.
In order to restore his own strength, Muharlem collected many souls.
"You're right, Muharlem."
A hint of mockery flashed in Oberisk's eyes and said quietly, ": You and us do have a common enemy."
"However, unfortunately, you are no longer qualified to talk to us about cooperation."
"So, I can give you a chance to hand over the news you know about the Gate of the Astrology and then surrender to us."
"Perhaps, you can fight for yourself a chance to survive."
As Oberisk spoke, a colorful metal wand had appeared in his hands, obviously preparing for the battle.
Seeing Oberisk's attitude, Muharrin's face also showed a bit of gloom.
"So, we have no room for talks?"
Muharin looked ugly and tried his last attempt, although as a demon lord, it was a very shame to pray for peace to mankind.
However, for Muharlem at this moment, there are indeed not many choices.
"Oh!"
Oberisk sneered and said quietly, "Since you don't want to hand over the news about the Gate of the Star Realm, we have to do it ourselves."
As soon as he finished speaking, Oberisk had taken action.
“Elemental Septet!”
As Oberisk spits syllables, the power of the surrounding elements seems to boil, and strong energy fluctuations burst out in an instant, as if they turn into balls of light.
The face of the plague ruler Muharlin changed.
With just this attack, he could feel the power of the wizard on the other side, even in his heyday, the other party might be a strong enemy.
What's more, Muharlem is extremely weak at this moment.
Two epochs ago, the battle with the Mad God almost exhausted all the power of the plague ruler Muharin. Now there is only a trace of energy left to survive. If it weren't for the sealing, Muharin still had a trump card hidden in his hand, he might have died now.
But even so, Muharlem has been hiding his breath for these two epochs.
Otherwise, once discovered by the gods of the Astral Realm, the one waiting for him will inevitably be the end of death, which Muharlin is very clear about.
If it weren't for the recent turmoil in the astral world, perhaps Muharlem would continue to hide himself.
But now, in order to restore his own strength, Muharlem has used his own authority to pollute many creatures into minions, which means that his breath is exposed and there is no chance to hide.
"Damn human!"
Looking at the powerful wizard Oberisk, Muharin's face was as gloomy as water, but he had to resist.
Immediately, a strange luster flashed in his eyes.
But the face of the plague ruler Muharlin gradually appeared on the face of the face of the plague ruler, and in an instant it seemed to turn into an ancient totem.
Immediately afterwards, in the lake of cursed resentment below, endless flesh and blood and evil spirits were twisted.
In just a moment, a terrifying twisted creature had emerged from the lake and roared at Oberisk.
However, the next moment.
The power of the Elemental Semites burst, and just the explosion of elemental energy made the head of the synthetic creature explode, and the blazing flames swallowed it up.
Muharlin groaned and stepped back one after another.
"It's true!"
In the distance, looking at the vulnerable plague master Muharin, Enzo's face showed a trace of thought. It seemed that in the war two epochs ago, the plague master Muharin was indeed seriously injured, so he is now extremely weak.
Faced with Oberisk's offensive, the opponent quickly fell to the lower peak.
However, even so weak, Muharin, the plague ruler, was still the sixth-level demon lord. A hint of coldness appeared on his face and blew the flute in his hand.
Suddenly, the strange sound of flute began to spread all around.
But the surrounding environment began to twist, as if it turned into black mist, and huge mice emerged from the fog.
Thousands of rats rushed towards Obelisk like a flood.
"Is that just the skill?"
Oberisk shook his head, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Muharlin, the former plague master, might have almost killed the wizard ancestor.
But now, the strength shown by the other party is really unacceptable.
Oberisk's thought moved and flew into the sky. He waved the metal wand in his hand casually, and the power of the element was spilled away like dust.
In an instant, elements turned into mist.
Chapter completed!
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