Spirit Realm Walker

A figure flew up from the castle and landed on the beach, with gravel exploding.

This is a woman with green and black magic scales and a hot and plump body. She has short dark blue hair, fin-shaped ears, and holds a steel trident.

Looking at the warship sailing to Paphos, she stood on the beach, spinning her trident and slapping the sea hard.

A blue halo spread along the sea surface. In an instant, the calm sea surface stirred up huge waves, lifting the warship high and then throwing it down heavily. It was like a small boat in the storm, which could be swallowed by the waves at any time.

Dark clouds are rolling in the sky, blocking the sun, lightning is looming, and a heavy rain is coming.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was high in the sky, looked at the woman with a hot figure, and immediately recognized this person from the information given by Herasini.

Cynthia, the siren, is a child of Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty. Unlike children of demigods, Cynthia is born with the ability to control sea beasts. When she is happy, the sea is calm, and when she is angry, the sea is rough.

In Paphos, there has been a dispute over Cynthia's life experience.

The goddess of beauty, Aphrodite, publicly claimed that she was the child of the god of war, but Cynthia inherited the bloodline of the siren, so the slaves had a consensus in private.

Cynthia is the child of the ocean god.

However, the goddess of beauty Aphrodite was romantic and passionate, and she had countless lovers. No matter gods or mortals, they were all used to it, so there was no need to be too serious about Cynthia's life experience.

The sea was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain poured down. More than a dozen warships were sinking and floating in the waves, and soldiers on the deck kept falling into the sea.

At this moment, a majestic and loud singing came from the leading warship.

The warships heaving in the huge waves seemed to have gained some kind of power. The sails were inspired by the wind and they moved forward together. When the waves rose, they rode on the waves, and when the waves hit them, they cleverly avoided them.

No matter how strong the wind and waves are, they can no longer threaten the ship.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was watching this scene, raised his eyebrows. He could not identify which known occupation the power contained in "chanting" came from.

The only possibility is that this is a brand new profession, the profession of the God of Light.

But the God of Light profession is not in the first area.

As her thoughts flashed, Cynthia jumped in on the beach and plunged into the sea.

After a while, there was a "crash" from the turbulent sea, and a tentacle tens of meters long stretched out and wrapped around one of the warships.

The tentacles tightened and twisted, the hull "clicked" continuously, and the cracks spread rapidly until it collapsed.

The warriors on the boat fell into the water one after another and were swallowed up by the waves. The powerful warriors jumped onto the warship next to them when the hull collapsed.

More tentacles came out of the waves and wrapped around the warship shrouded in faint golden light.

At this time, a majestic and solemn tenor voice came from the leading warship:

"The God of Light predicted that warships will eventually land on Paphos, conquer it, and destroy it!"

As the words fell, the sea surface suddenly swelled, revealing a blue-black back, which was as huge as a small land mass.

This is a giant whale, making a desolate and ethereal cry, and pounces on the source of the tentacles.

The two sea beasts fought fiercely in the sea, and the waves almost swamped the warship.

Does the God of Light profession also have the ability to control sea beasts? Did the prophecy control the whale, or did the prophecy anticipate its appearance? Zhang Yuanqing saw the power of prophecy for the second time.

One time was at Qin Feng Academy. Mr. President's fragment of the bright compass could "forcibly" predict and write what he wanted to happen on the compass fragment.

What you write down will definitely come true.

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds, combined with his understanding of the Bright Compass, and roughly analyzed the power of prophecy - short-term prophecies that do not involve high-level predictions can come true as if they modify destiny.

Those involving future trends, high-level items and existences are pure prophecies that cannot be modified or manipulated.

At this time, the sea surface swelled again, and a hundred-foot-tall figure appeared in the spray of white foam. It was made of hundreds of tons of sea water. The image was exactly the same as Cynthia.

This 100-foot-long figure held a trident and stabbed the leading warship fiercely.

Suddenly, the warships sinking and floating on the sea turned into flash bombs, bursting out with white light that was brighter than the sun.

Cynthia's condensed figure seemed to be blinded by the flash and froze in place.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was high in the air, also closed his eyes, his eyes stinging.

Ten seconds later, he opened his eyes and looked at the sea, only to see that the warship of the God of Light had evacuated.

Retreat?

Leaving now?

Zhang Yuanqing looked confused, this was different from what he thought.

Aren’t the believers of the God of Light very powerful? Didn’t they make Paphos island full of soldiers and prepare for war?

My instant noodles haven’t been cooked yet, and you’re going to end it? Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but complain in his heart.

From the brief confrontation just now, it is not difficult to see that the followers of the God of Light do not seem to have particularly powerful and destructive attack methods.

On the contrary, there are many fancy spells.

"Well, judging from Cynthia's aura, she is a late-eighth-level siren. Without the authority of the ocean domain, it would be too difficult to break through her blockade and land..."

Zhang Yuanqing judged that it was for this reason that the believers of the God of Light chose to retreat instead of attacking.

After landing after suffering huge casualties, they had to face other descendants of the God of Beauty and many believers. The outcome was unpredictable.

"The golden light that envelopes the warship seems to be the divine power of the sun, but it is too weak. From this point of view, the light compass, which has the same origin as the sun, is indeed a prop of the God of Light profession."

"Then what is the relationship between the God of Light and the God of Sun Travel?"

Zhang Yuanqing frowned in thought.

…

The Demon Eye King rode a giant tiger with a human face and a tiger body and nine long tails. After running for a day and a night, he finally arrived in the Zhuolu area.

Looking around, the boundless thick fog covered the wilderness, forests, rivers and sky, spreading for hundreds of miles.

It seemed like there was only thick fog left in the whole world.

The Demon Eye King has never seen such an exaggerated scale of fog. The person who released it is the legendary Demon God Chi You, 79 ancient gods of war, and countless fog masters.

At the same time, he was shocked that the lawful camp in ancient times was able to fight fiercely with the Jiuli tribe for three days and three nights in the thick fog.

This shows that both sides invested a lot of troops and masters, which is rare in ancient and modern times.

Even with the reality that the lawful and evil camps are about to have a decisive battle, it is impossible to recreate the grand scene of the Battle of Zhuolu.

"In the Battle of Zhuolu, there were a lot of demigod-level experts, and the ninth-level masters caught a lot of them. As long as I don't get close to the main battlefield, I shouldn't encounter demigod-level experts.

"The ninth-level master will definitely encounter it. Fortunately, I have companions around me. As long as I restrain my bloodthirsty rage, retain my sanity, and be patient when encountering a strong enemy, my survival rate is still high..."

"But in this case, the most I have to do is clear the S-level dungeon, and it is unlikely that I will be watched by the Supreme Being. What should I do to be watched by Him and receive the gift?"

The Demon Eye King was thinking about his true purpose of entering the dungeon.

The best way to gain the attention of the supreme being is to perform well in war. However, even if he is promoted to level eight, he is still not at the top level in a terrifying war like the Battle of Zhuolu.

If you stand out too much, you will be slapped to death by the peak master or demigod.

While he was deep in thought, the ancient god of war "Man", who was riding a three-headed black panther, raised his head and roared excitedly, waved his hand and said:

"kill!"

Hundreds of fog lords wearing bronze evil ghost masks led the deformed beasts into the thick fog.

The blood of the Demon Eye King was quietly boiling. The instinct of the ancient god of war made him unconsciously excited after witnessing a large-scale battle. He stopped thinking about it and followed "Barbarian" into the thick fog.

…

night.

In Paphos, where a victorious battle had been fought, there was a roaring bonfire, singing and dancing.

The castle was brightly lit, slaves were carrying wine and barbecue on the grass, and the guards were talking and laughing around the bonfire, drinking from big bowls and eating meat.

The young female slave twisted her waist and danced with an eccentric rhythm.

Cupid held a pocket version of the harp, flying lightly above everyone's heads, playing cheerful melodies.

Zhang Yuanqing and Herasini also participated in the celebration, but they were among the slave leaders.

"Great Cynthia, my goddess, you keep Paphos safe."

"With Lady Cynthia guarding the waters of Paphos Island, believers of the God of Light will never be able to set foot on Paphos Island."

The guards offered sincere praise and adoration.

But Cynthia looked gloomy, because the protagonist of the party was not her, but her sister Sekdia.

Sectia inherited Aphrodite's beauty and was the most dazzling and beautiful descendant of the goddess of beauty.

She was the protagonist wherever she went, women envied her and men adored her.

Zhang Yuanqing sipped the fruit wine and looked at Sektiya from a distance.

She has platinum-like hair, skin as smooth and smooth as milk, beautiful and delicate facial features, and an alluring charm in every frown and smile.

There were more than a dozen slaves kneeling beside her, all vying to serve her.

The drunken guards praised her with admiration and obsession in their eyes.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanqing's waist felt cramped, and a small white hand pinched it tightly.

Herasini puffed up her cheeks and said angrily:

"Amini, you said that I am the most beautiful woman."

"You are, you are, you are..." Zhang Yuanqing said casually.

"You keep your eyes on Sectia," cried Herasini.

nonsense! Can you compare with Dominant Eros? Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart, and immediately gave her an emotional comfort.

Herasini immediately calmed down and said happily:

"Amini, a believer in the God of Light, is not as powerful as the rumors say. With the goddess Cynthia guarding Paphos Island, we are very safe.

"When Lady Aphrodite invites help and defeats the God of Light, the crisis on Paphos Island will be over."

Unfortunately, the God of Beauty will never come back. The reality is that she will be killed by the God of Light while passing through a certain forest! Zhang Yuanqing said heartily.

After a few perfunctory words to Herasini, he once again set his sights on the sons of gods.

At present, there is still one son of the god who has not appeared, and that is "Eliga" who controls the sky.

From the time Zhang Yuanqing entered the dungeon to the celebration party now, Elijah has not appeared.

Is there social fear, or is he not on the island?

After Zhang Yuanqing muttered something in his heart, he turned his thinking back to the copy.

After the followers of the God of Light retreated, he walked around the island. This irregular-shaped island was about ten kilometers in diameter.

The island is rich in resources. There are large tracts of forests and pastures. The animals are mainly goats and cattle. There is no farmland. The believers on the island make a living on wild fruits and fishing.

Zhang Yuanqing found no other special features.

The map is simple.

In terms of characters, except for the five sons of gods including Cupid, the rest can be ignored, including a dozen illegitimate sons of half-humans and half-gods.

On the third day after entering the dungeon, the enemy finally appeared, but it had nothing to do with him.

"In terms of strength, it's not normal. It's not even as good as the A-level King of Subjugation." Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.

The more this happened, the more unsure he felt.

The delay in the crisis coming means that when it breaks out, it will be even more terrifying.

But the map has been searched, and the relationship between the characters is very simple. There is really no place worth exploring.

Thinking of this, he turned his attention to the towering bell tower and the tall rooftop buildings.

The castle has not been explored!

Wait until late at night to explore the castle... Zhang Yuanqing buried his head in drinking.

After the banquet, Zhang Yuanqing returned to his residence. As the slave leader, he naturally lived in the castle.

All slaves lived in a domed building on the west side of the castle.

Zhang Yuanqing's room is very small, less than thirty square meters. Apart from a bed and daily necessities, it can be described as a house with only four walls.

Of course, in this era, there was no concept of desks or wardrobes, and simplicity was the main tone.

He washed his face with the water in the wooden bucket, took off his straw sandals, put them on and lay down for a while. After a while, the wooden door quietly opened and a beautiful head poked in.

It was Herasini.

Neither of them spoke. They closed the door tacitly and took off their clothes... After a while, the simple wooden bed began to play "creak" music.

…

Late at night, Zhang Yuanqing, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.

He did not wake up naturally, but was awakened by a mysterious force that seemed to be there or not.

That power comes from deep within the castle.

Its status is extremely high, high enough to wake itself up, but at the same time, its aura is very weak, and it radiates outward unconsciously, not targeting anyone.

It seemed to be some kind of powerful object of extremely high status, leaking out a force.