Bizarre Realm-Chapter 381 - 29: God of Mysterious Cold Bone!_3

As Shawn stepped into the Ring City, he immediately sensed something amiss—the stench of decay enveloped the entire city.

This eerie ritual had been in motion for a long time.

At least over a hundred thousand people in the Ring City were in a zombie-like state; in other words, they were only one step away from shedding their flesh and becoming monsters. Shawn wasn’t sure how many he could save, but the sooner he acted, the more would ultimately survive.

"I’m becoming more and more like Aemon," Shawn shook his head with a wry smile.

He used to be unable to understand Aemon and still doesn’t agree with him now, but the reality is that he’s becoming more like Aemon.

A wandering whirlwind entered the villa’s garden.

Shawn slightly turned sideways, and in front of his eyes, a swirling miniature sandstorm took the form of a human, followed by the emergence of a mummy-like figure.

"Lord Aemon,"

Saxon-Desert Child, fully wrapped in bandages with only a pair of dark yellow eyes visible, bowed his head respectfully and said: "We have gathered a lot of the intelligence you need, my lord."

Reality and illusion overlapped.

Accompanied by the sound of a warhorse’s neighing, the surrounding vegetation began to wither, and a headless black-armored knight riding a Nightmare appeared. He crossed from the Spirit Realm into reality, stood before Shawn, solemnly lowered his neck, and placed his head at chest level. Holding his own head, he said in a deep voice: "President."

"We have discovered the secret stronghold of the cultists."

Cultists?

The Divine Terra Church hadn’t arrived yet?

No.

Are there other cultists here?

Just as Shawn was about to inquire, he suddenly turned to look behind him. In the shadow of the climbing vines, a seductive female figure emerged; her pale face was glamorous and enchanting. With a haunting gaze, she stared at Shawn. At the very moment their eyes met, this seductive figure trembled all over, directly dropping to one knee, saying: "Lord Aemon!"

"I tortured information about the ’Vessel of Greed.’"

Not far away.

Saxon-Desert Child, wrapped in bandages, looked bewildered; weren’t you just doubting yesterday whether he was Lord Aemon, and now you kneel at first sight?

You hypocritical woman! No! Vampire!

Not far away, the seductive figure trembled slightly. Just that instant, the moment of eye contact, she actually felt a threat of death. She is a Wanderer-path Vampire, with a strong intuitive sense, and she had no doubt that if she hesitated a moment longer, she might not even have had the chance to speak and could die here.

——Time Acceleration (release)!

Tik-tok.

A faint clock sound echoed on the open ground; Shawn withdrew the Dharma Seal from his fingertips, his gaze deep and said: "Rise."

A Wanderer-path Vampire.

As your subordinate, not showing themselves proactively yet lurking in your shadow behind you, what do you think she intends to do?

Planning a rebellion?

Among all the Extraordinary Paths, it’s most dangerous when a Wanderer lurks right behind you; it’s an act full of malice. If the other party harbored any hint of evil intentions, Shawn would immediately activate Time Acceleration.

The seductive figure stood with cold sweat all over her body; she really suspected she would die if she was a step slower.

Shawn glanced at the three present; the Celestial Calamity Messenger Team has four core members, with one resurrecting in the tomb, so Dagon only sent three people. He said indifferently: "Speak."

Saxon-Desert Child gave a contemptuous look at the vampire across, sneering slightly, then said in a serious tone: "President Lord."

"We discovered an altar of [God of Mysterious Cold Bone] here."

"He is also the King of Ghouls."

"Once active hundreds of years ago, one of the Old Ones; we suspect there is a hidden cultist priesthood here."

After the mummy spoke, the eerie vampire quickly bowed her head and fawned: "Lord Aemon."

"I tortured information from a warlock noble about the [Vessel of Greed]; the Clan Leader of Horn Clan somehow obtained this Divine Artifact."

"This artifact is said to grant limitless wishes."

"It’s a very powerful Divine Artifact!"

"Additionally."

"Rumor has it that the food supplies in the Ring City are partly created out of thin air through using Wish Technique. This possibly relates to the city’s enveloping greed, gluttony, and sloth, supposedly making those who consume the food increasingly hungry, increasingly craving more food."

God of Mysterious Cold Bone? King of Ghouls?

Vessel of Greed?

Shawn anticipated the worst-case scenario, but he didn’t expect it to be this bad. If adding in the hidden Death Demigod behind the scenes, the depths behind the Ring City become a bit terrifying.

One of the biggest cards in his hand is the true name Aemon left for him.

Shawn must, before exhausting these three cards, secure enough resources for himself to ascend to Fate Legendary and possess the power to battle a demigod. Otherwise, once Aemon’s three true name laws are used up, his situation will become increasingly challenging.

Must power the battle with another battle; these three true name laws must be exchanged for something of sufficient value.

Shawn’s deep voice rang out: "It’s not gluttony. It’s hunger."

"Because of hunger, therefore gluttony."

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