Wizard: Adventures in Two Worlds-Chapter 438 - 172 Sodan
Having stepped out of the last space fragment, everyone appeared on a massive plaza, surrounded by buildings with doors tightly shut.
"Still space fragments." Olanna’s beautiful eyes twinkled. "Maybe... the entire inner city of the City Lord’s mansion consists of space fragments from the Twelve Star Palaces, so no matter how much we investigate, we can’t find specific information."
"Miss." The Blood Knight looked to the side. "Look over there."
Not far away, the Ghost-faced Knight and the Second Elder of the Holy Hall were busy with something at the entrance of a passageway.
It seemed... they were setting up an ambush!
It was unknown who their target was.
"It has nothing to do with us." Olanna’s gaze paused on the Second Elder, a hint of wariness flashing across her eyes. "Let’s go!"
"Let’s look for Sodan."
City Lord Sodan was not hard to find.
Others were here besides them. People had sequentially opened the nearby doors.
Some rooms were piled with gold and silver jewels; some rooms contained various books, paintings, and other artifacts...
Behind the main door lay a corpulent corpse.
The corpse, like a mountain of flesh, exuded a pungent stench, and flies and insects crawled and buzzed over it, having long since lost its life force.
"A Demigod’s body!"
"Duke’s bloodline!"
"He’s really dead!"
"..."
Several Great Knights holding torches looked at the decaying flesh before them. Instead of feeling disgusted, their eyes brightened with greed, as if they were staring at a lavish feast.
To them, what lay before them was not rotten flesh.
It was a staircase to heaven!
As long as they obtained the Bloodline hidden within the corpse, they could break through their current limits and become Legendary.
In doing so, their strength would greatly increase, and their lifespan would double.
"Go!"
They quickly pounced.
The torches in their hands were evidently Curios. The halo that enveloped them killed all insects and flies within its range.
It was precisely because of these animal-repelling torches that they had successfully navigated the dangers along the way and arrived here.
Just as they were about to pounce on the rotting corpse, several large hands suddenly appeared and tightly grasped them.
BANG!
The hands clenched, and terrible mighty power burst forth, directly crushing the Great Knights into a mist of blood.
"Ugh..."
The mountain of flesh quivered slightly.
A cold, deathly, terrifying aura quietly emerged, spreading ominously like a dark cloud in all directions.
"My dear subjects..."
The rotting corpse actually slowly stood up, revealing its head that had been half-eaten by insects and ants, and those pitch-black, empty eye sockets.
The toothless mouth mechanically opened and closed, its ’gaze’ sweeping over, eventually landing on the team from the City of Death.
Or rather,
On Olanna!
"Little Anna, you’ve come."
"Uncle Sodan?" Olanna instinctively recoiled, her face wary. "You didn’t die?"
"I didn’t die, and you seem somewhat disappointed." The enormous rotting corpse twisted its mouth into a hideous expression. "Let me guess! You came here, probably like them, to obtain the Demigod Bloodline in my body, right?"
The rotting corpse sighed, pointing to the others at the scene. "Little Anna, I held you when you were young. I didn’t expect you to also want to partake of your uncle’s body. It really is... disheartening!"
Holy Skill—Thousand Buddha Hands!
The immense rotting corpse twisted strangely, extending numerous arms from the decaying flesh, striking in every direction.
Each palm formed a bizarre Seal Technique, carrying terrifying power and overwhelming force as they smashed down.
The handprints filled with a holy aura, the body exuding a corrupt stench, the terrifying and hideous bloodied arms...
Everything was so eerily twisted.
BANG!
BOOM!
RUMBLE...
Qi Force roared across the venue, and in an instant, nearly ten people were slapped to death on the spot by the handprints.
The corpses, fragmented flesh, and blood on the ground turned into a rolling stream, converging towards the rotting corpse.
In a few Breaths, they were completely devoured by Sodan’s enormous body.
"You!" Olanna’s beautiful eyes widened. "Evil God!"
She did not sense a familiar aura from him, but instead a strange feeling.
It wasn’t the aura of the God of Death Sleep.
"Yes." The blood-nourished Sodan’s body became even larger as he slowly stretched his arms. "The aura of a god is always so mesmerizing, whether it’s a Righteous God or a so-called Evil God."
"It’s you!" Olanna, struck by a revelation, cried out in shock, "It was you who awakened the will of the Evil God!"
"Mmm..." Sodan lowered his head, his pitch-black eye sockets staring intently at Olanna. "Little Anna, you’ve grown up. You guessed right. I used the Demigod Bloodline in my body to awaken the consciousness left in this world by the Eye Demon, and obtained what I desired from Him."
Olanna took a step back, her face paling. "Have you gone mad?"
She finally understood why the will of the Evil God had revived to such an extent when the world was shrouded under the Moon Goddess’s Barrier, suppressing the Evil God’s power attributes.
It turned out, someone had sided with the Evil God!
"Mad?" The corpse-like Sodan shook his head gently. "I’m not crazy! This world is heading towards destruction, and it might collapse soon. I just don’t want to die with it. Little Anna!"
He extended his hand, his expression serious. "Join me. With the Demigod Bloodline within both of us as a guide, sacrificing all the shark-people will draw a part of the Eye Demon’s true form into this world, and we will receive the Eye Demon’s favor."
"You really are crazy!" Olanna shook her head. "By relying on the Evil God, everything about you will be controlled by the Evil God. Don’t you understand that?"
"Haha..." Sodan laughed loudly. "So what? Do you really think that without the Evil God, we could truly control ourselves, do as we please?"
He looked around the room and gently shook his head. "Humans are slaves to greed, servants to the Gods, constrained by the flesh, and have never truly been free. How is relying on the Evil God any different from being a servant to a Righteous God? Once my lord, the Eye Demon, dominates this world, we as his meritorious subordinates will surely be granted eternal life and boundless power. What would it matter then if we are slaves or servants?"
"Uncle." Olanna sighed softly. "You’re mad!"
Immediately, she waved her hand. "Kill him!"
"Heh..." Sodan grinned. "You don’t want to? It doesn’t matter. I know Mei Weiya won’t come here, and since you’ve come, do you think you still have a choice?"
BOOM!
Before he finished speaking, two powerful auras collided in the sky.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
In the Illusion Realm created by the Ghost-faced Knight, two figures collided at high speed, the sound of metal clashing echoed incessantly.
The Second Elder had also cultivated the Holy Breath. His Battle Aura was refined, yet the Holy Skill he mastered was quite ordinary.
It wasn’t the Sky Wolf Illusion Demon Fist, nor any other top-tier Holy Skill, just an advanced version of the Guardian Ring Battle Skill.
However, his swordsmanship was extremely solid.
Each move, forged through countless trials, had reached a state of flawless perfection. The Battle Aura cultivated for over one hundred and fifty years provided ample energy support.
He might lack sudden bursts of powerful tactics, but his resilience was formidable, his sword technique straightforward and overwhelming.
Angel’s Sting!
Holy Judgment!
CLANG!
The swords collided. The figures crossed and side-stepped, engaging again.
First Order Late Stage!
Carl’s eyes flickered, somewhat surprised, but he quickly regained composure.
The adversary was the Second Elder of the Holy Hall, with immeasurable resources accumulated; having a Cultivation at the First Order Late Stage was normal.
But, so what?
The Holy Demon Transformation was a Holy Skill that shone even during the War of the Gods era, and he had already cultivated the Bronze Body.
Even without relying on witchcraft, he could easily dominate.
CLANG...
The sword shadows in front of him suddenly intensified.
Streams of Sword Qi howled and rushed forward, converging sharply as they neared, transforming into a sharp sword light aiming directly at Carl’s brow.
Accompanying it was a devout, pure, and relentless sword intent.
"Good!" Carl couldn’t help but praise as he instinctively raised his sword to block. Just then, a familiar voice sounded.
"Be careful!"
Huh?
Carl’s heart jolted. A sphere of water appeared out of thin air, and at the same time, with a flash of lightning, he instantly teleported several meters.
One-Circle Witchcraft—Tidal Force!
One-Circle Witchcraft—Thunder Wings!
His reaction was undeniably quick, instantly shifting his body with the speed of lightning, though his arm still felt numb.
In his original position, a black sword emerged, revealing a slender, deadly figure.
Black Sword Milia!
The Desecration Knight hunted by the Holy Hall!
And Yana.
The one who had just warned him of the danger was Yana; otherwise, Carl might indeed have encountered danger.
"Heh..." Glancing at the group, Carl shook his head and chuckled lightly. "What now? Can the Holy Hall even cooperate with a Desecration Knight who betrayed them?"
"As long as the goal is the same, cooperation is possible." The Second Elder was clearly not a stubborn person. He waved his Longsword, his expression grave. "Guardian, have you really had dealings with the Evil God?"
Evil God? In your terms, I might well be considered an Evil God myself!
BOOM!
Before he could even speak, a ferocious gale roared in, even disrupting the Illusion Realm created by the Ghost-faced Knight.
"Evil God!" Olanna’s screams could be heard. "Let’s act together! Sodan has been corrupted by the Evil God and has become its Puppet. Let’s kill him together!"
Huh?
The group was momentarily stunned.
"Guardian." The Second Elder frowned deeply and said, "We can also join forces and deal with our own issues after dealing with Sodan."
"Heh..." Carl shook his head. "You really do know how to adapt to the situation."
