Ark of the Immortal

Dark Arts (Dark Blade)

461. The person who betrayed the abyss-Carula

Yes, that’s right, the witch is the son of the ancient abyss who was born in the abyss. Its existence can be traced back to Manus, the lord of the abyss in the Age of Fire. It is precisely because of the death of Manus that countless people The fragments of the dark soul escaped into the bodies of all dwarves.

Among them, several larger pieces of the abyss fragments have manifested into their own children of the abyss, carrying the characteristics of the abyss and staying in the world.

They never knew their destiny, only their origins.

Some people are proud of this, and some people regard it as the humiliation of their lives, their misfortune, and the most shameful disaster.

And the witch in front of her was the latter.

After witnessing the rise and fall of the Age of Fire, she deeply understood the reason for the birth of the Children of the Abyss.

It is the misfortune of the world and the depth of human nature that give rise to their growth. Under such a premise, all human suffering will become their nourishment.

But after witnessing so many tragedies, the miko has lost the motivation to find the meaning of her existence.

In her mind, she is dirty itself. Even this body of flesh and blood is a humiliation that cannot be washed away.

She ran away, hid, and finally met the man who was willing to be her disciple in a dirty prison. The man reached out to her, hoping to get her help.

She didn't know what her mentality was, maybe she was too bored, so she accepted the invitation from Little Ashes, returned to the Fire Sacrifice, and settled in a dark roadside cave.

But at that time, she didn't know that the man in front of her, the man who was taciturn and almost never said a word, would become the last salary king to end the Age of Fire.

And this journey is just the end of his journey across the entire Age of Fire.

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Embarrassingly dodging the profound blade, the two pardoners saw that their proud power could not cause any damage to the witch, and they were at a loss for a moment.

He had no choice but to constantly summon strange beasts from his homeland from the silt of the abyss.

In the mud that covered half of the square, people kept standing up from the black mud.

There is no figure in their eyes, and the people born from the abyss can only be part of the cycle of the abyss in the end.

Countless insects and gluttons opened their mouths greedily, breathing in the air from this world.

This is the authority given to them by their Lord.

Even though the Abyss Nest was destroyed once, he still gained the ability to call reinforcements from the Abyss Nest with the owner's permission.

This is a plan that cannot be interrupted, and it is their only way to remedy past mistakes.

Whether it was in Great Yan or Ursus, the plan that was originally planned to be implemented was ruined by a mysterious guy.

The king's allies died one after another, or lost contact. Even though the king remained silent and did not blame him, they understood. If they don't produce some achievements that are enough to atone for their sins, what awaits them is to turn into the nourishment of the deep sea in the mud of the abyss.

In the silent silence, the overwhelming insects rushed towards the wall made of flames.

Amidst the dense crackling sounds, some insects and gluttons began to burn and dissolve the moment they came into contact with the flames, turning into charcoal.

This is the purest restraint from the flames on the abyss. They have no choice but to push forward bit by bit with walls made of flesh.

Of course, the witch also knew that these reptiles crawling out of the abyss mud were defenseless against her own wall of fire.

But as she said, she was not as proficient in the use of fire spells as her stupid apprentice's other teacher.

In the eyes of these guys, there is no concept of life and death, and naturally there is no fear.

The corpses composed of these abyssal beasts will become the shields in the hands of the next wave of beasts that hit the wall of fire.

As she continued to wear away, her wall of fire became thinner and thinner, until the sharp claws of an insect's forelimb tore open the flames, revealing a slight gap.

The insects crawling out of the abyss also smelled the amazing aroma behind the wall of fire.

This is not the taste of flesh and blood, nor is it food.

Rather, it is a memory passed down in ancient battles.

At that time, their master had partaken of the power of fire in the wilderness, and the pure and mellow taste was no different from the taste now.

It was the smell of fire, the food that the abyss most desired.

sad.

The miko just sighed. She had no inner feelings about her fire wall being broken through.

Because to her, this was just expected.

She sighed just because she still failed to understand the nature of flames like the other teacher.

But there is nothing we can do about it.

After all, she is not a conjurer who only focuses on the flames.

There are so many things she knows.

Just when the wall of fire disappeared, countless insects crawled out from the corpses of the same kind and rushed towards the witch.

The miko quietly raised her right hand and raised it above her head.

Unknowingly, something invisible seemed to be sucked out of all the insects that emerged from the abyss.

They gathered together in the hands of the witch, and then she took them back to her chest, crushed them gently, and prayed in a low voice.

There was a deep shadow surrounding her body, gently covering her body, as if she didn't exist here even in the square.

Miracle (Deep Asylum)

Yousui was originally a quiet and sacred place. But the more sacred it is, the easier it is to become a seedbed for darkness to breed.

This miracle was originally a miracle taught to the bishops of the Netherworld Church when they were in office.

But in the hands of this woman, a whole new meaning was born.

Since she is the one who came out of the abyss, the shackles in the deep sea can naturally become something to protect her.

And those more ancient and long-lasting stories can also become a barrier to protect the abyss walkers.

Then, she raised her eyes, looked directly at the insect in front of her, and gently opened her right hand.

The profound soul condensed in her palm became darker and deeper at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Until the weight of those souls has exceeded the limit that they themselves can bear.

The desire is infinitely magnified, and even the tiny soul and flesh will become the objects tracked by the profound soul.

Not to mention being coveted by the abyss.

She is part of the abyss.

Dark Arts (Deep Soul Group)

The souls, which were so heavy that they seemed to be easily captured by gravity, struggled to find their heads from the witch's hands.

After maintaining the entanglement for a few seconds, they repeled each other and rushed towards their original master.

These are some souls captured by the witch from those abyss creations that have long lost their minds.

Since he decided to attack her with the power of the place where she was born, he naturally had to face the gaze from the abyss fragments.

The souls captured from them will become excellent raw materials for attacking their masters.

The moment the group of profound souls, whose number was almost exactly the same as the number of insects, dispersed, even the two sin pardoners felt numb.

It is unimaginable how a person can absorb so much humanity at the same time and accurately control the desires of every inch of his soul.

Easily stir up these desires and release them like scattered flowers.

Those light souls collided with the insect gluttons that rushed up.

It was like deep fireworks exploding on the ground.

It was dark enough to be caught by the human eye.

The collision of souls with souls will not bring much movement.

Even if the eyes can see such a huge scene. But the sound it makes is like a dull pop made when the mouth is slightly opened.

And every time such a sound sounded, there was an insect's body that froze in place while trembling.

The carapace on his body gradually became as fragile as rotten wood, and then fell to the ground, motionless.

However, this is not the end.

As the abyssal silt gradually expands, the exit of the Abyss Nest becomes larger and larger.

The depth of people's hearts precipitated by the resentment and pain in the hearts of Kazdare's people is the best nourishment for the Nest of the Abyss.

The Nest of the Abyss, built under the capital city of Kazdare, is growing stronger and stronger amid the lamentations of the Sakaz race.

Therefore, the power of the Abyss Nest is endless.

As long as the profoundness in people's hearts has not been cut off, there will never be a day when growth stops.

The witch naturally knows that the nature of the Abyss Nest is clear to her.

And those insects that were gradually spreading forward through the bodies of their kind had almost arrived within ten meters in front of her.

It was precisely because of this that she raised her hands again.

Deep purple light appeared in her hand, turning into a drop of dew that seemed to come from the abyss of the world.

This drop of dew is so heavy and so charming.

The witch gently closed her eyes and chanted prayers and blessings in a low voice.

The drop of dew, out of such mercy, slipped from the witch's hand, as if falling into the lake, causing ripples on the ground.

In an instant, with the witch's feet as the center, a dark purple magic circle flashed for a moment, gradually spreading outward like ripples.

At this moment, she looked like a witch from hell, but she was compassionate and kind.

All corpses covered by the flashing purple magic circle. Even the insects crawling out of the nest of the abyss are breathing together with the magic circle at this moment.

Then, it exploded like fireworks.

She blessed the corpses.

Not to let them rest.

But let them shine.

Miracle (Reanimation of the Dead)

boom!

I just noticed a slight tremor in front of my eyes. All the corpses frozen on the ground turned into a gem exuding a coquettish deep purple light. After a short breath, they exploded outwards.

Strangely enough, what was originally a huge explosion turned into a muffled sound that could not be detected by human ears.

Deep purple explosions lit up one after another, as if bright flowers were born in Agor, and were quiet and seductive in the windless deep sea.

It was just a simple miracle. Starting from the direction the miko was facing, the bodies of all the insects were torn apart at the same time as the explosion occurred.

Even the reptiles who have just crawled out of the nest of the abyss are not immune to the disaster.

The city wall originally composed of corpses became the witch's most powerful weapon.

In this silent explosion, all living creatures were dragged into hell by the remaining hands of the dead.

Even the black mud was silent for a moment before slowly spreading outwards.

But at this time, the two sin pardoners could no longer suppress the fear in their hearts.

They are afraid.

What I was afraid of was not the mysterious witch in front of me, but the king's gaze.

The Abyss Nest, which had been severely damaged in the previous fire, once again experienced incredible consumption in their hands.

Naturally, as the person chosen by the abyss, the king also noticed this strange phenomenon.

So, he cast his gaze.

The miko was the first to notice something strange.

She raised her head suddenly, revealing her deep eyes and pale face.

Staring at the sky in front of the World Barrier.

In that sky, a pitch-black gap appeared out of thin air, as if it had cut through space and time and descended here from outside the world.