Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 319 The Holy Beast of Water
Metropolis, Chinatown.

The red pickup truck cuts through the quaint streets and brakes before the door of the mobile secluded house.

Kevin got out of the car first, and waved to the middle-aged man standing at the door.

"Cousin! Let me introduce you, this beauty is my colleague Miss April! This handsome guy is my good brother and boss Alan!"

Allen got out of the car and shook hands with Kevin's cousin, with no expression on his face.

Kevin's cousin is indeed a member of the Hong Gang.

His status in the gang is far less impressive than Kevin brags about.

In fact, the cousin was honored by Kevin, and was fortunate to be summoned by the leading brother, Uncle An.

As Uncle An's special envoy, through Kevin, he invited Alan to come to Uncle An's house as a guest.

Allen had heard about Uncle An's lofty status in the underworld.

But what he cares more about is Uncle An's other identity, the chief priest of the Botao Secret Sect!
Allen wants to learn more about the secret teaching of waves, and then get in touch with the giant water beast. Uncle An is the most suitable guide.

So he accepted the invitation and came to the banquet.

The courtyard located in the busy city of the metropolis has a distinct oriental garden style.

What's even more amazing is that the courtyard is quiet and peaceful, as if the noise from the outside world is blocked by an invisible barrier.

Allen walked into the courtyard and saw a gray-bearded old man in Tang suit sitting in the gazebo opposite from a distance.

As if sensing the arrival of a guest, the old man got up and stood with his hands behind his back.

There was a proud expression between his eyebrows, and he didn't mean to go forward to greet him.

Path leading to the gazebo, across the meadow.

On both sides of the path, there is a stone fountain.

The tower-shaped stone carvings spray clear spring water and sprinkle it around.

However, the moment Allen approached, the fountain seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force field, and the jet of water deviated from the normal direction.

Directly above the path, intertwined into a transparent barrier.

Allen stopped.

Kevin and April were also forced to stop.

There was a look of confusion and uneasiness on his face.

The unnatural distortion of the fountain's water flow was obviously the result of Uncle An's quiet use of extraordinary power.

The spring water seals the only way to the gazebo.

If Allen forcibly broke through, he would definitely be drenched in water and lose his face.

It is conceivable that Uncle An intends to use this method to give the young and vigorous Allen a blow and kill his vigor.

This is also a test.

If Allen can pass the test in a decent way, he is eligible to negotiate with Uncle An on an equal footing.

Kevin and April have been following Alan these days, so of course they know that Alan is very strong, unbelievably strong!

However, Allen is only powerful in the physical sense, like a Tyrannosaurus rex condensed into a human form, breaking through all methods with one force!

It didn't show the almost magical ability to manipulate flames and flowing water like President Orochi or Uncle An.

How to break Uncle An's water wall with physical strength?
Kevin and April, no clue.

Allen stood in front of the flowing water wall and smiled slightly.

Testing him in this way is purely hitting the gun.

In a blink of an eye, the divine power is activated!
The power of water, domain suppression!
The wall of water in front of him receded to the sides by itself.

The fountain returns to its natural spraying form.

In the gazebo opposite, Uncle An's expression changed continuously!

Just now, the spiritual bond between him and the water wall was severed.

What made him even more uneasy was...

The magical power of the water element, which is usually used freely, can't be mobilized!

This meant that he lost his extraordinary strength and degenerated into an ordinary thin old man.

Uncle An has lived most of his life, and has never encountered such a strange thing.

Facing the young man striding forward, he could only pretend to be calm.

Alan saw it in his eyes and felt it was funny.

I didn't bother to play tricks with this old man, so I just made it clear.

"Your Majesty!"

Uncle An's body trembled, and his knees couldn't help bending down.

He is the High Priest of the Wave Esoteric Cult, belonging to the water priesthood sequence.

Allen is a demigod who has mastered the power of the water system and happens to be his nemesis.

A scolding fused with divine power, it was as if an invisible mountain was pressing on Uncle An's back, forcing him to kneel on the ground, not daring to look up at the godlike boy in front of him.

Allen walked around the kneeling Uncle An, and sat on the chair that originally belonged to Uncle An in the gazebo.

Kevin and April, standing outside the gazebo, were dumbfounded for a moment.

Allen picked up the teapot, poured himself a drink, and rebuked Uncle An lightly.

"When you're old, you still play tricks like this with me, don't you feel bored?"

Uncle An's face was full of bitterness, and his body was sweating profusely.

Allen took a sip of tea and sighed in satisfaction.

Putting down the teacup, the tone turned soft.

"For the sake of being a compatriot and an elder, I will call you Uncle, what do you plan to call me?"

"This..." Uncle An hesitated and asked tentatively, "Master, is this okay?"

"Okay, let's do this first, get up and talk."

Allen raised his hand casually.

Uncle An felt that the invisible pressure on his back was relieved, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up wiping cold sweat.

Standing beside Allen respectfully with his hands down, he talked about his plans.

He invited Alan to be a guest because he wanted to test this young man who has been in the limelight recently.

If Allen really possesses extraordinary power, he will be absorbed into the Botao Secret Sect and cultivated with emphasis.

In return, Uncle An will send someone to protect Alan's relatives and friends, and greet the state police and senior officials of the FBI by the way, so as to avoid the trouble of the police coming to Alan.

After hearing what he said, Allen tapped his fingers on the armrest of the seat, lost in thought.

Uncle An's offer is not bad.

Especially the protection of his family can save him a lot of trouble.

At least there is no need to worry about an incident like the kidnapping of old Morgan happening again.

"Uncle An, I can join the Botao Secret Sect, but I am impatient to start from the bottom and climb up step by step."

"I want to see the head of the church, Saint Wave, you can arrange it now, the sooner the better."

"This..." Uncle An showed embarrassment.

"Why, the saints of your religion, you are so arrogant, you don't want to give me face?"

Allen's face darkened, his voice turned cold.

"Young master! That's not the case, in fact, we have difficulties!"

Uncle An approached Alan and whispered in his ear.

The anger on Allen's face gradually faded.

The former saint of the Wave Esoteric Sect had a fierce conflict with his old enemy, the saint Asura Yoko of the Huoshan Church not long ago.

During the fierce battle, Saint Botao was seriously injured and died in the end.

The impact of this matter is too great, and the Botao Secret Sect dare not publicize it, and is stepping up the search for the successor of the saint.

Allen understands this.

Saints, like the "nuclear weapons" of esoteric religion, have strategic deterrent power.

The Botao Secret Sect, which has lost its saints, is at its most vulnerable stage.

In case this secret gets out, at least the Volcanic Esoteric Cult will never miss the god-given opportunity to suppress their deadly enemy.

"Uncle An, what are the requirements to become a saint of the Wave Esoteric Sect?" Allen asked with great interest.

"Actually, it's simple and simple. As long as you join our sect and pass the test of our lord Emperor Kun in the festival under the moon, you can get a drop of the incomparably precious Emperor Kun's blood."

"Those who successfully fuse the blood of Emperor Kun will become saints!"

After listening to his explanation, Alan's lips curled into a smile.

It is so mysterious, but it is actually the fusion of blood essence.

No one is better at this kind of thing than him.

"Uncle An, when can the sacrifice be held at the earliest?"

"This Saturday, when the green water moon lights up the sea."

In Uncle An's eyes, there was eager hope.

"Master! I will prepare for the sacrifice. All you need to do is arrive on time!"

"With your talent, you will definitely be able to pass the test and become a new saint!"

……

Saturday.

On the outskirts of Kang Town, the lakeside pier was blocked by a group of armed thugs in sunglasses and suits, and no one else was allowed to approach.

There was the sound of a motor outside the pier.

A red pickup truck came galloping.

The gang member subconsciously raised his gun and pointed the muzzle at the place where the car lights were on.

The car slowed down slowly.

The car door opened, and Uncle An was the first to get out of the car.

Standing by the door, bowing and bowing.

"Master, we are here."

Allen nodded, got out of the car unhurriedly, and glanced at the pier.

The many gunmen who were ordered to block the pier shuddered the moment they made eye contact with him.

He quickly put away his weapon and stood respectfully with his hands down.

Accompanied by Uncle An, Allen walked onto the pier.

Six priests of the Wave Esoteric Cult wearing green hooded robes had already prepared the altar and offerings.

The so-called sacrifice refers to a living person.

Six members of the Orochi Society were tied up, gagged, and thrown beside the altar.

They seemed to have foreseen their fate, their faces were pale, and their eyes were full of panic.

In the silent night sky, the green moon hangs high.

Reflecting the moonlight on the calm lake surface, there was a strange green halo.

Allen took a deep breath of the moist water vapor, and felt a trace of the magic power of the water element penetrate into his body.

Unfortunately, the magic pool has not been opened yet, and magic power cannot be stored.

The magic power circulates in the body, and then it is expelled from the body with breathing.

"I hope tonight can bring me a little surprise."

Allen turned around, and nodded to Uncle An, who had already put on the priest's robe.

"It's time to start."

Uncle An walked to the altar, held up a jasper dagger engraved with water patterns, and solemnly prayed.

The six chief priests also held out the jasper holy emblem in the shape of a dagger, and while chanting prayers, they walked towards a captive of the Serpent Society, and plunged the dagger into their throats.

puff!puff!puff!
puff!puff!puff!
Six corpses were evenly arranged around the altar.

Blood gushed out of the throat, into the sink below the altar, and gurgled into the bay.

There was a blush on the surface of the sea.

April and Kevin are in charge of filming the sacrificial scene of the Botao Esoteric Sect.

Seeing the bloody scene of sacrificing living people, I couldn't help my scalp numb and feel a strong sense of physical discomfort.

However, neither of them dared to make a sound.

For Alan's sake, Uncle An made an exception and allowed them to enter the sacrifice site to film the most authentic blood sacrifice.

If anyone couldn't control his mouth, his throat would be cut and sacrificed on the spot.

As the sacrificial ceremony progressed, Allen felt that the concentration of the magic power of the water element was rising sharply.

The source of magic lies on the sea illuminated by green moonlight.

Where the blood of the sacrificial offering spread, swirls appeared on the surface of the sea.

There is no obvious wind and waves at sea, but the size of the vortex is constantly expanding.

Uncle An and the deacons noticed this abnormality, with fanatical brilliance on their faces, and they prayed harder.

Finally, the door to the secret realm opened.

A huge green figure slowly emerged from the vortex.

Allen walked onto the trestle bridge, facing the sea breeze to observe the giant beasts in the water.

The monster looked like a whale, with smooth turquoise skin on its back.

The skin of the abdomen submerged in seawater is milky white.

"Sure enough, as I expected, the idol worshiped by the Botao Secret Sect is actually a divine Botao Bimon..."

Allen murmured to himself, his face suddenly stunned.

"Young master! Get down on your knees and don't be rude to Di Kun!"

Behind him came Uncle An's urgent warning.

"Kneel down?"

Allen couldn't help laughing.

"I'm sorry, the one who really should kneel down and salute... is the giant water beast you worship!"

The so-called Emperor Kun is one of the six elements, the "Big Wave Behemoth", which has both the bloodline of Beamon and the bloodline of the water system.

Then the problem is coming.

Where did the water system blood of Potao Behemoth come from?

That's right, from the ancestor Leviathan!

Botao Behemoth is actually a hybrid offspring of Behemoth Behemoth and Leviathan.

Now that she has Leviathan blood, things are easy to handle.

A gluttonous black ball appeared above Allen's head.

The giant beast, Emperor Kun, already possessed water-type divinity.

Like Allen, he is also a demigod.

God's power is suppressed, and it has no effect on her.

However, in terms of the reference system of bloodlines, Di Kun's personality is not as good as Alan, the suzerain of the Leviathan family!

It doesn't matter if Shenwei suppression doesn't work, Alan still has a way to suppress bloodlines!
The gluttonous black ball trembled violently, fully releasing the power of annihilation.

At this moment, Allen is like the ancestor Leviathan coming in person.

Di Kun, the giant water beast, felt the aura of suzerain emanating from him, and his emerald green eyes throbbed.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally succumbed to his blood instinct.

Slowly raising its upper body in the waves, it turns into the form of a female behemoth with full breasts.

Thick hair, swaying in the sea, like seaweed.

Reluctantly, she bowed her head and saluted the boy on the pier.

Allen nodded in satisfaction, and stretched out his right hand forward.

Di Kun cut his palm with his armor-piercing claws, and squeezed out a drop of blue blood.

puff!
A huge drop of blood fell into Allen's hand, filling his palm.

Before it leaked through the fingers, it was greedily sucked dry by the gluttonous black ball above Alan's head.

Di Kun saw the satisfied expression on Allen's face, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quietly retracted into the water, and disappeared into the depths of the whirlpool.

By the time Allen noticed that she had slipped away, the vortex door leading to the secret realm had been closed.

The sea surface shrouded in green moonlight returned to calm.

"Hmph! He's quite big, but he's very timid. He slipped away without seeing him."

Allen was quite dissatisfied with the water monster leaving without saying goodbye.

He still has a lot of things to ask the other party.

Additionally, he is intrigued by the divinity of the water leviathan.

If it can be deprived of absorption, it will definitely greatly improve the fusion progress of the origin of the ancestor Behemoth.

Perhaps it was because of his malicious intentions that the giant water beast ran away in a hurry.

"Forget it, let's digest and absorb the blood essence first."

Allen withdrew his thoughts and checked the system prompts.

"Do you want to spend 30 points of potential to fully integrate the essence of the blood of Wave Behemoth?"

In this space with thin magic power and no blood vessels and galaxies, Allen could not use the way of ancestral meditation to practice.

Absorbing the essence of the giant beast's bloodline on its own, just like the previous Wave Saint, it can't be fully integrated until ten or eight years.

Spending potential can help him skip the long process and directly achieve perfect fusion.

Alan has plenty of potential.

It's only 30 o'clock, what a joke!
Alan closed his eyes and meditated, feeling the changes in his body.

After a moment, he opened his eyes.

In the depths of the pupils, a blue light can be seen faintly.

After fully merging the essence of Wave Behemoth's bloodline, Allen opened the magic pool as he wished.

From now on, he can absorb the free water element energy in nature, store it in the magic pool, and use it to cast water skills, or change into the form of Wave Behemoth.

The priests of the Botao Secret Sect, including Uncle An, can also return to their ancestors and transform.

However, it can only be transformed into a whale form.

In a human city, this form is difficult to come in handy.

Only Saint, in addition to whale form, can also transform into a behemoth form with more practical value.

In addition to these two atavistic forms, the water spells that Allen had awakened in reality also got rid of the suppression of blood.

Including the 1st level of "water control", the 3rd level of "liquid alchemy", and the 7th level of "controlling the weather".

These three spells are actually not very important.

In contrast, what makes Allen even more gratified is...

I finally have magic power available!

With magic power, you can cast the 9-ring "wish technique".

With the "wishing technique", he can simulate any magic from level 1 to level 8.

With the blessing of divinity, it can even simulate the nine-level magic of the three series of ice, water, and poison.

Finally, Allen glanced at the original fusion progress bar of the ancestor Beamon.

From 5%, jump directly to 17%!

not bad.

The corners of Alan's lips rose slightly.

After these days of exploration, my path of cultivation in this world is finally on the right track.

……

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(End of this chapter)