Heroes And Invincible Undead Magic God

Chapter 1378 The Prophet’s Words

After returning to Sao City from the Elemental Plane of Water, Rhodes planned to check the situation of Xia’an. In the room on the top of the Conspiracy Tower, he met Mai Xijia who had been invited by Rowling.

The moment he saw Rod, Mexiga’s figure trembled, and she seemed to have discovered something terrifying. She raised her finger at Rod, but couldn’t say anything for a while.

“What’s the matter, Prophet?” Rhode asked actively when he noticed the abnormal condition on Mexijia’s body.

“Your body… is tainted with evil…” Mexijia said word by word.

Rod snorted: “Where do you think you are now? Elasia? I’m sorry, Elasia is also full of evil atmosphere now, and I brought it over.”

“No… I didn’t mean that.” Mexijia sighed, “The breath that exists in you is not ordinary evil, but ancient and primitive, the first evil in the world, the crime of the necromancer, here The evil is not worth mentioning. There is only one existence who can possess this evil…”

Rod touched his head: “Trouble you to explain it in a language that I can understand. I really can’t understand what you mean.”

“You have been in contact with that existence.” Mexijia said sternly, with a low and hoarse tone, “The one mentioned in the prophecy, the demon who will bring the final judgment to the world… Your body is contaminated with that one. The breath of existence.”

“You mean, Lucifer Kerrigan…” Rhode also roughly understood what she meant after hearing what the Prophet said.

“Shhh! Don’t mention this name!” Mexijia exclaimed, the amethyst light above her head flashed, and quickly stopped Rod’s words, “This name symbolizes curse and ominousness. Nothing good happens when you mention it.”

I don’t understand why the Prophet reacted so strongly to this name. Rhodes did not intend to conceal matters related to [Blood Praise]. He still needs some suggestions from the Prophet.

Taking out the dagger blessed by the demon power from the space ring, Rod looked at Mexijia and said, “I have indeed been in contact with that existence. He seems to have poured his power into my treasure and finally helped me. Out of danger.”

According to the prompts in the system log, the changes in [Blood Praise] were derived from the power of the demon. There is nothing wrong with Lord’s statement.

Hearing Rod’s words, Mexijia’s expression changed: “This is not good news. It was mentioned in the prophecy that before the final judgment, whoever gets the power of the demon belongs to His followers will offer their own blood and soul to attract him to come.”

“Unfortunately, I am not his follower, nor did I offer him any ideas.” Rod sneered, “I once helped him solve a difficult problem in the future. This is the reward I deserve. ”

“You may not be his follower now.” Mexijia sighed, “Look at the demon weapon in your hand. Such an evil and powerful force, even a divine weapon, may not be able to surpass it in some respects. .”

“He saw your potential. In order to make you his follower, he gave you such a powerful weapon in your hand. Once you get lost in the power of this weapon, you will not be far from becoming his follower. Yes.” Mexijia added.

“Although this power is powerful, it is far from moving me.” Luode said in a deep voice.

The power that can move Luo’s heart is only the power of the system, the will of a true hero, and the externally strengthened artifacts. Other powers are rarely able to affect Rhode at this time.

“That’s how it is said, but the methods used by demons to lure humans are ever-changing, especially for creatures who do not want to lose their power. This method can easily work.”

Deeply aware of Rhodes’s attitude towards power, Mesica explained.

“If you have felt the power of a demon weapon, if one day suddenly finds that the dagger in your hand is restored to its original shape, the power in it no longer exists, will you tolerate this power passing away like this? You will pay to regain this power again What’s the price?”

“Although I will not be moved by this power, I will not tolerate it being taken away at will.” Rod said coldly, “What price will I pay to regain this power? I will gather the souls of my men. Creatures, even if they come to the deepest part of hell, they will take back the power that belongs to me.”

Mexijia sighed: “What a crazy idea. But it is indeed feasible to rely on undead creatures to deal with hell creatures.”

“A long, long time ago, when the world was invaded by hell creatures, a special hero was born. In my impression, he is the most powerful vampire in history. All creatures, whether humans, are within his sight. , Angels, or hell’s demons, will be forcibly transformed into undead creatures, except for the existence of the same hero.”

“Countless bats envelop his body. No legendary creature can get close to his body. He is walking like a real god.”

Mesika added that the words are full of memories.

“I have always believed that with the strong love in my heart, heroes can reverse everything, do things that other creatures can’t do, and defeat all enemies in front of them, regardless of righteousness or evil. Some people call this kind of love the’heroic will’. In any case, this is just a change in name.”

“So, what is the love in your heart? Hero Rhodes?” Mesika asked, looking at Rhodes in front of him.

Watching Mexiga’s hollow eye sockets, a strange feeling emerged in Rod’s heart, as if she was not looking at herself, but at something behind her.

Rod fell silent for a moment, did not take Mexiga’s words, but changed the subject and asked: “If the vampire hero you are talking about is really that powerful, there must be a record of him in Diya, but it’s a pity. The thing is that I have never heard of it. What is the name of that hero? Is it Erich?”

“Of course it’s not Erich, Erich is not a vampire.” Messija said grimly, “But he is indeed from the same age as Erich. I checked all Erich’s classics, and there is no one. , Records the deeds of this hero, maybe the legend about him exists only in the word of mouth of those witches.”

At this moment, the purple crystal on top of Mai Xijia’s head suddenly flickered with dazzling light.

“I found something interesting.” Messija said slowly, “Not long ago, Erich’s consciousness regained. The lich who died countless years ago was reborn in this era.”