Abnormal paradise

Real island, hilly white tower.

Fengqin, who had just recovered from a serious injury, had a sleepless night caused by a letter, and her consciousness inevitably became trance-like. Faced with the indifferent gaze of the shadow lady, it was a little difficult to concentrate.

"Have you considered it? Grandma Fengqin."

"..." Fengqin was speechless.

In fact, the nearly twelve hours of thinking period had already allowed her to make a final decision, but when she really wanted to bow to the younger members of the clan who were under her control not long ago, Fengqin couldn't help but struggle a little.

Ever since she learned that Ms. Shadow was going to put aside her prejudices and help the Mapleblood family get rid of the blood curse, Fengqin was struggling with the gains and losses. Recently, the other party has been using this trump card to gradually increase the family's influence and gradually pose a threat to Fengqin's lineage. Breaking the thousand-year nightmare in one fell swoop will undoubtedly elevate the status of the Shadow Lady to the ultimate level in a short period of time.

However, without this trump card, Fengqin can suppress her without any scruples. She firmly believes that after many years of management, she is still very confident that she can exclude Ms. Shadow from the core of the family, and may even regain control of the fire. The shadow then controls the eldest daughter of the sun.

"Seeing as the [Speaker] of the foundation has written a letter specifically for me, I can reluctantly agree to her."

Thinking of this, Fengqin no longer hesitated and agreed to summon family members to let the shadow lady resolve the blood curse.

Seeing the always strong grandmother Fengqin choose to retreat in front of her for the first time, the passionate melody of the symphony of fate suddenly sounded in Ms. Shadow's heart, and she secretly lamented the impermanence of fate.

Not long ago, he was a prisoner, but now he can become a guest.

With the first step, can the second step be far behind?

Ms. Shadow quietly decided that she must seize this opportunity to consolidate her influence in the Mapleblood family, so she reached out to recruit the Mapleblood clan members she had rescued before, and prepared to notify them to make early preparations.

But at this moment, the dark servant who specialized in catching embers stumbled into the Hilly White Tower. His face looked sickly pale, but his lips were as red as blood.

The shadow lady immediately noticed this abnormality and sealed it with a shadow prison. However, there was no trace of fear on the face of the dark servant. Instead, she opened her mouth and laughed maniacally: "You are just a person who thinks you have escaped." The poor guy who got out of the prison tried too hard to change his fate, but he still couldn't escape from the trick of fate."

"Who are you?"

The shadow lady under the black veil stared hard and saw that the dark servant had lost himself, but she could not confirm who was behind it.

"Ah!"

"Dark Screen Black Attendant" sneered and asked without answering: "Has anyone ever told you not to accept gifts from others casually? Even if you accept them, you should check them carefully?"

Hearing this, Ms. Shadow immediately thought of the [Parasite Cat Head] she got yesterday, but before she could make a move, Fengqin suddenly asked in shock: "Are you a white-faced clown!? What...are you doing here? Really?" Do you think you still have a chance to escape safely?"

Recalling the white-faced clown adding insult to injury, Fengqin gritted her teeth and wished she could eradicate him on the spot to end the grudges in her heart.

"I'm not as naive as you think! I managed to save my life before, so of course I have to cherish it." The white-faced clown smiled scornfully, "My mission is just to invite the distinguished shadow lady to accompany us and pass on a message All you need to do is split your soul!"

Before she finished speaking, the shadow lady felt the parasitic cat head she carried on her body move, and immediately tried to suppress it with shadow. However, the [parasitism] characteristic was pervasive, and a gray light hidden in the parasitic cat head suddenly broke through the energy defense line. , got into the body of the shadow lady, and actually wanted to use her special physique to be close to shadows to activate the [Shadow Shuttle], allowing her to "actively" leave the real island where three major organizations are stationed.

…

In the eyes of humans, the handsome earl was completely incomparable to handsomeness. He was bathed in the blazing radiance of the two suns, sweating like rain. Without the cover of perfume, the putrid smell filled the air, which annoyed the fish-man nobles who were also troubled by the heat. , couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart, thinking that he should have stayed away from a certain smelly, run-down nobleman a long time ago, so as to save his nose from the pain.

Someone noticed that the stench came from the handsome earl, who always paid attention to his personal image. When he was surprised, a nobleman graciously gave him a perfumed handkerchief.

But this not only failed to cover up the stench, but the sweat was not suppressed. In just a few seconds, the handsome earl looked as if he had just been fished out of a smelly ditch. The stench was so unpleasant that even the fish that hurriedly showed kindness All the nobles couldn't help but retreat from the count's body, all showing unbelievable blank expressions in their eyes.

What they found unbelievable was not that the handsome Earl was embarrassed in public, but that the handsome Earl who was pampered and pampered could, for no reason at all, be reduced to a sacrificial vessel for the evil god to descend like some lower-class fishmen who were seduced by the evil god.

Yes, the changes that occurred in the handsome earl were quickly spotted by experienced fishmen, because it was one of the signs of the arrival of the evil god.

As the steam revolution penetrates into the murloc society, the deeply exploited bottom murlocs are often seduced by evil gods and provide physical containers for the evil gods to descend, which in turn causes a terrorist incident and triggers social unrest.

This has increasingly become the most serious issue for the Fishman Royal Court. Even if most of them come to evil gods, they are just projections of false gods whose strength has not even reached the legendary level.

Not all of the fish-man nobles present are drunkards, or in other words, those who can participate in the legendary ceremony are mostly elites of the ethnic group. Many of them have witnessed or even dealt with the arrival of the evil god, so they can basically remain calm and orderly. Retreat, leaving space for the Murloc Guards to minimize the impact on the legendary ritual.

In the philosophy of the fish-men clan, there is nothing more important than having a truly legendary paladin.

At least, that's the case for now.

Therefore, even if the fishman king suspended in mid-air noticed something was wrong for the first time, he just continued to recite the incantation calmly and let the wise minister handle the matter while he concentrated on promoting the legendary ceremony to be held as usual.

Surrounded by the bright golden light emitted by Mogor Mogorg and the sonic array, Ember didn't notice the changes in the outside world at all. He just focused on watching the beating numbers, rising rapidly, looking forward to the effect of the sun barrier being revealed.

But the fishman nobles in the audience were far less comfortable than he was. When the fishman guards who stepped forward to deal with the handsome earl were swallowed up by the thick mist steaming from sweat, everyone realized that something was wrong. .

The evil god who is about to be sacrificed by the handsome earl must be very powerful. The fishman nobles who know about the attack on His Majesty the King are worried. If the fallen evil god after coming has the power to seriously injure His Majesty the King, will this legendary ritual still be possible? Can it be completed successfully?

Without the legendary paladin, the frequent evil spirits could not be contained. However, His Majesty the King was unable to escape at this moment. Therefore, many strong fishmen who cared about the ethnic group resolutely decided to step forward and try their best not to interfere with the legendary ceremony. Under the premise, try to delay the arrival of the evil god until the end of the ceremony.

This scene was watched by visitors from other worlds in the nearby stands.

The burly man of the Foundation immediately signaled to his companions on the left and right, ready to take action at any time. The same was true for the thorns representing the fairy tale world. He was alert to deal with any disturbance.

Both parties received a tip before setting off that there would be Chaos Apostles disrupting the Legendary Ceremony, so they systematically gathered strength to ensure that the Legendary Ceremony was successfully completed. The representatives of the Wasteland Group originally wanted to follow the established plan and prepare for the fish. The Human Clan offered help, but even he didn't notice it. His face unknowingly became extremely pale, and his lips were as red as if they were smeared with blood.

The burly man, who had had countless interactions with the Chaos Apostles, quickly noticed the clues and couldn't help laughing angrily: "You natives of the wasteland world are really not good people!"

"What did you say?"

The representative of the Wasteland Group asked angrily, but his will was quickly replaced by the white-faced clown, and his anger immediately turned into sarcasm: "Wrong, these natives you talk about actually really want to help, but... …”

The white-faced clown stretched out his voice, looked at the handsome earl who was restrained in his descending process with his protruding eyeballs full of bloodshot eyes, and slowly revealed the truth: "This news was originally revealed by us on purpose. You idiots, want to You took the bait without even thinking about it, so it’s better not to despise each other. In my opinion, you are all useless."

"What?"

The burly man's eyes narrowed, wondering why the Chaos Apostle wanted to reveal his whereabouts. The members of the Wasteland Group, who realized that the situation was not good, also turned their attention to the white-faced clown who had replaced their leader.

The white-faced clown didn't care about his situation, as if he could see through the heart, and immediately laughed out loud: "You can't even understand this? If you three major organizations are distracted by the Fishman King's Court, won't it be convenient for us to advance the real plan? Really? Since you are hopelessly stupid, I have nothing to say!"

After the words fell, the white-faced clown opened his hands, and sweat began to flow from his body, filled with a stench, as if he was about to sacrifice his body to the second evil god.

A sudden abnormality caused a member of a certain wasteland group to subconsciously attack, but was stopped by the burly man in time, because according to the literature, if there is no restraint, then destroying the physical container in advance will inevitably cause a violent explosion. , and the legendary ritual cannot be missed.

That's why the fish-men clan took cold-blooded containment measures against the handsome earl. The tough man followed suit decisively and asked the fish-men guards who arrived immediately to try to suppress the white-faced clown.

However, the ferocious white-faced clown suddenly revealed a weird smile, and blood surged into his limbs, causing the slightly deformed human body to begin to expand violently.

not good!

He's going to blow himself up!

Everyone present was shocked and unanimously increased their energy output in an attempt to stop the white-faced clown's crazy behavior. It's just that the self-destruction process was far more rapid and violent than the arrival of the evil god. The white-faced clown completely detonated the representatives of the Wasteland Group at the cost of a ray of soul.

The explosion fire, which was comparable to the scorching sun in the sky, suddenly rose up. The human bodies that originally belonged to the representatives were immediately evaporated by the surging heat. However, some of the remaining bodies that were already stained with the evil god's aura were pushed by the explosion impact towards the sonic array. Shoot away.

With the blessing of strong kinetic energy, the impact power of these remains is comparable to that of intercontinental missiles. However, the sonic array, a treasure of the fishmen, is equally extraordinary. The sudden golden light shines and intercepts all the evil gods' remains in the air, making them completely unable to attack them. Legendary rituals make an impact.

However, before others could breathe a sigh of relief, the Evil God's remains gathered together in an instant and turned into a deformed sarcoma shaped like a heart. The next moment, the sarcoma burst from it and stretched out an extremely long and slender suction cup tentacle. Drilling through the golden light, he stabbed at Mogor Mogorg who was in the formation.

damn it!

The evil god is coming!

Seeing this, the wise minister almost cursed.

The white-faced clown finally completed the sacrificial ceremony for the arrival of the evil god, even if it was just a stunted tentacle that appeared in the end, but when the tentacle was comparable to a real lower ancient god, the situation was completely different.

The fish-man king floating in the air had a gloomy look on his face, realizing that the only way he could destroy this evil god's tentacle through the sonic array was by taking action himself. However, once the ritual was interrupted, it would take more time to restart, and the evil god in the handsome earl's body , is about to be conceived successfully. If you delay for one more second, there will be a risk out of thin air. If the evil god is strong enough to hurt yourself, the legendary ceremony will be forced to delay for several days, and the fish-men clan The future will inevitably cast a heavy shadow.

Hopefully, these twists and turns are just a blessing in disguise...

The fishman king sighed softly and was about to stop reciting the prayer mantra with some reluctance. However, the scene that happened next made him greatly inspired.

Because he saw a point of light suddenly floating out of the messenger of the eldest daughter of the sun. The anxious and smart minister saw it and immediately discovered that this was the [Sacred Tooth Amulet] given to Ember by the orange-skinned fish man.

There's help!

wrong……

Is there any help?

The brief surprise did not go to the head of the wise minister. He knew that before Mogor Mogorg was promoted to legend, the Holy Tooth Amulet did not have the powerful ability to turn decay into magic. However, he did not have the power of the fish-man king. The eyes cannot see through the Holy Tooth Amulet, which has been secretly transformed by the eldest daughter of the sun.

Compared to the dazzling golden light, a faint light point that was very subtle suddenly blocked the piercing path of the evil god's tentacle. When it met the evil god's tentacle in the air, a small flame suddenly appeared.

The flame is not hot, but it possesses the essence of great power!

I have gained a lot of knowledge recently, and I immediately judged that this was the fuel, and it was purer than what little Bob had mastered!

In front of the fire, the evil god's tentacles seemed to have encountered a natural enemy. They were all burned in a snap, without even the slightest movement of struggle. There was no time to touch the fish-man paladin, who was kneeling on one knee, closing his eyes and meditating, and turned into ashes. , along with the Holy Tooth Amulet that collected the flames, fell into Ember's backpack...

Thanks to Taoist friends [Excellent Pumpkin Porridge] and [Macho Man’s Roar] for their monthly support.

Well, there is only one chapter left and this volume is over.