Cataclysm King

Chapter 412 Catastrophic Creatures [The Cause and Effect of the Prophet Vala]

Ji Xun activated the psychic scroll left by Nanjing, and in an instant, a mysterious nine-pointed star teleportation array appeared in the void.

This psychic array is directly connected to the underworld. The specifications of the ancient mantras on the nine-pointed star are very high, as long as you are not blind.

The people from the southern continent across the way also knew something was wrong when they saw this posture.

 And the blind old man who was still hiding in the dark had a very bad premonition.

Seers are unusually sensitive to their own mortality. If it was like a needle-like light before, and it occasionally made his eyebrows feel uncomfortable; now when he saw the psychic formation appearing, he could feel the hair on the hair standing on end as the God of Death stood behind him.

 The old man didn't care about anything else and shouted quickly: "Quick! Stop him at all costs!"

 While speaking, he hastily released several spell cards towards Ji Xun.

  Unfortunately, there is no sure-hit effect of "magic locking". For Ji Xun, this kind of spell poses almost no threat.

Upon seeing this, the other two seventh-level and several other dragon-born card masters who were still alive also headed towards Ji Xun.

Ji Xun was channeling and it was difficult to teleport, but he had no intention of escaping.

At this moment, seeing the enemies surrounding him, he only had a weird smile on his face.

He poured spell power into the scroll he was facing with one hand, pointed his fingers toward the sky with the other hand, and softly chanted: "Wujie·yu!"

In an instant, the sealing runes on the Black Demon's gloves lit up, and an isolation barrier covered Ji Xun's body.

 “Bang!”

 “Bang!”

 “Bang!”

Various spells exploded on the body surface brilliantly.

 The absolute repulsive barrier formed by the lightless sun can block any attack on the material level.

 In fact, as long as Ji Xun dares to use [Black Devil] unscrupulously, he can survive even if he resists the attacks of this group of people for a long time before the power of the spell is exhausted.

In the blink of an eye, the magic circle of the psychic scroll was completed, and a girl with a round head in a black dress walked out of the array.

 Who is he if he is not Nanjing?

Only Ji Xun has this scroll. Of course Nan Jing knew that it was Ji Xun who was calling her, so she came happily.

As soon as he came out and looked at Ji Xun, his pretty face was full of surprise: "Wow~ Mr. Ji Xun, long time no see!"

Ji Xun looked at the girl's careless smile and felt a little helpless. He went straight to the point and said, "Let's talk about old times later. Do me a favor first and hold off these people. There is a prophet over there. I plan to go Get rid of it.”

Although he almost died that time in Ji Xun City, Ji Xun never used this scroll from beginning to end.

 The most fundamental reason is that he is not sure whether he will deceive his friends by channeling Miss Meathead.

 But this time is different.

Having just pushed these guys in front of me to this point, they still have no choice but to use these methods.

Ji Xun estimated that he could keep a few.

 So you must have strong helpers.

It’s hard to say anything else. He is the heir to the high priest lineage of Talon, and he still thinks that his methods are okay.

 Not even weaker than myself.

Although Nanjing knew that Ji Xun must be in trouble when he summoned him, he also sensed the aggressive murderous aura when he came over.

 But when he looked at the postures around him, his expression suddenly became startled.

 She glanced at Ji Xun again, her astonished expression seemed to be asking: Three seventh levels? Were you fighting with these people just now?

And listening to Ji Xun's words, he was not forced into a desperate situation and needed help to escape.

 But to fight back and kill the enemy?

How is this guy so brave?

oh.

 Always.

 He is Mr. Ji Xun.

The strange color in Nan Jing's watery crystal eyes disappeared in a flash, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of embarrassment. He responded obediently: "Oh."

Ji Xun glanced at her and finally asked, "Are you sure?"

Nan Jing glanced at the dragon-born card masters, smiled lightly, showing his cute little tiger teeth, and said: "If it's just a delay, of course it's no problem."

Ji Xun looked at each other with a smile and nodded: "That's good."

Before he finished speaking, Nan Jing's face showed serious expression, and the curse power rolled all over his body. The shadow of the demon **** had already appeared behind him: "Devil's solution: Yushenting!"

Without giving any enemy a chance, she pulled out a huge scroll from the void with her delicate hands. She slapped it with one hand and shouted softly: "Necromanticism·Undead Arena!"

In an instant, a very large psychic array appeared covering a large area with a radius of one kilometer, and a large phantom of a building suddenly appeared in the surrounding void.

 The shadow enveloped everyone, and in an instant it solidified, turning into a huge arena.

This is a gladiatorial arena created out of thin air?

The two seventh-level warriors saw that the situation was not good, and immediately transformed into giant dragons and flew away from the arena.

They seemed to be bound by some mysterious force. As soon as they took off, some spell chains appeared on their bodies, preventing them from leaving.

Even if the angry dragon's breath is sprayed on the building, it is completely useless except for knocking down some gravel.

It seems that the two seventh-level people were completely controlled and killed here immediately.

Ji Xun looked slightly surprised.

Looking carefully, this arena exudes a dark aura of death like a demon. It is actually a disaster of unknown level?

 Can you control the seventh-level dragon-born card master? Is it an eighth-level disaster?

Ji Xun had known a long time ago that Nanjing could channel psychic beings whose ranks were much higher than his own because of his lineage of high priests.

Looking at it now, this ability seems to be even more outrageous.

However, just when Ji Xun was impressed by the Miss Wanzitou whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Nan Jing stuck out his tongue and said in an embarrassed voice: "Mr. Ji Xun, hurry up. This level of spiritualism is very high. "It's so high, I can't hold it for long."

Ji Xun chuckled, "Okay!"

 As he spoke, a crack in the void appeared in front of him.

With one step, he appeared beside the dark curtain where the blind old man was hiding in the distance.

Nanjing saw Ji Xun moving in the void with one hand, and blinked his eyes. He murmured in his heart: "It turns out that I'm not the only one who has become stronger. Mr. Ji Xun has also become so powerful."

 As soon as the Colosseum appeared, the balance of victory and defeat immediately tilted.

Ji Xun originally thought that Nanjing could help him hold down a seventh-level player, but he didn't expect it to be so strong and directly control the entire field.

 In this way, he only had to concentrate on dealing with the blind old man.

 But even if help comes, the seventh level is not that easy to kill.

Ji Xun just teleported over, raised his hand and punched the black screen.

Now the repulsive field deployed by the [Black Devil] gloves lingers around the whole body. No matter what dark spells the opponent releases, it is theoretically unlikely to hurt him.

And the blind old man probably knew that he couldn't run away and had no intention of running away.

But Ji Xun didn't think he could kill the other party so easily. Instead, he expected in his heart: "This old man has foreseen that I will appear here, how will he deal with it?"

I thought the opponent would use some special means to avoid this almost fatal punch, or use some relic to block it.

 However, the result surprised Ji Xun.

 The ripples on the fist exploded on the black screen.

This charged punch created a spiderweb-like crack in a large space nearby.

The prophet is physically weak and is not good at various defensive methods. This shady secret cannot stop the gravitational wave impact that spreads over a wide area.

 “Poof!”

Suddenly, there was a sound like flesh and blood tissue exploding.

Ji Xun also clearly sensed that the target's "qi" had dissipated.

The black screen exploded like a balloon, and a piece of flesh and blood could be seen inside.

Even Ji Xun clearly sensed the out-of-control extraordinary properties of the corpse fragments.

 One punch and it's over.

 “Killed like this?”

Ji Xun looked at this scene with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

Isn't it too easy to kill this seventh-level prophet?

However, before doubts arose in his heart, a strong sense of death crisis suddenly hit him.

Ji Xun didn't have time to dodge before his body exploded into rotten flesh with a loud bang.

This scene was so dramatic that it looked like the two of them died together?

Even Nan Jing, who was always paying attention to the battlefield in the distance, had a sudden tremor in his crystal eyes just now. But then he seemed to have discovered something, his brows instantly widened, and he released the spell he had prepared in his hand.

 A strange scene unfolded.

Ji Xun slowly stood up from the shadow not far from the exploded body.

 Just stood up, and then exploded with another "pop".

Not far away, a second shadow stood up, and Ji Xun completely neutralized the mysterious power.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ji Xun also squinted his eyes slightly and grinned: "I see. I almost died again."

 As expected, the seventh-level prophet’s methods are not that simple.

Of course he understood clearly that the method that ignored all defenses just now was a very clever "curse technique".

Moreover, this curse was so powerful that it seemed that the blind old man used his own life as a medium to release it.

This blow is enough to easily kill any card master below level eight.

 It is a pity that Ji Xun has already deduced this possibility.

 In fact, when he tested the opponent's divination ability several times before, he had already realized that after he was injured, the flesh and blood medium might have been collected by the enemy.

 Flesh is a necessary condition for casting a directed curse.

If it were Ji Xun himself, anyone who knew how to curse would definitely not let go of this method that can ignore defense.

 Now that I have thought about it, I will naturally not be unprepared.

 So from beginning to end, he has never used [Shadow Double], the clown's exclusive magical power that can exempt him from fatal attacks.

 The purpose is to guard against those mysterious methods that the Black Magic Gloves cannot resist.

  After all, prophecy has limitations and is a single-release destiny spell.

The blind old man predicted his own death, so it was impossible for him to predict that Ji Xun would use the secret method of shadow to escape.

 So it is almost destined that Ji Xun can avoid a certain death crisis by using a shadow substitute.

Facts have once again proved that his caution added an important bargaining chip to victory.

Ji Xun was not surprised that he would be counterattacked on the verge of death.

But what surprised him was that the blind old man really gave his life in one last attempt?

 Really dead?

Obviously not.

Just when Ji Xun stood up from the shadow, the mass of flesh and blood not far away visibly condensed.

As if going back in time, he was reshaped into the blind old man in a blink of an eye.

"Huh?"

Ji Xun was extremely surprised when he saw the scene of resurrection on the spot.

It's definitely not a spell like the Substitution Technique that I used.

He just watched this guy die with his own eyes. How could he be resurrected? Cure?

 Looking back in time?

 Or what method?

 It was because he couldn't understand it that he was so surprised.

However, the expression of the blind old man opposite was equally astonished.

He never expected that his desperate curse spell failed to kill the target?

 Looking at Ji Xun emerging from the shadow, not only the old man, but also the seven or eight people in the Southern Continent all froze.

 It was only then that they realized that they had encountered an opponent with terrifying calculation capabilities.

Everyone knows that there is almost no solution to the prophetic ability of Mr. Ram, the Archdeacon of the Holy See.

 However, they saw a different result.

Not only did this guy not die, but he almost killed the Archdeacon?

Ji Xun looked at the resurrected old man in front of him and saw some changes.

This guy is already old. After being resurrected, it felt more like he had aged ten years and already felt like he was running out of energy.

“Does the secret method of resurrection just consume your lifespan?”

Ji Xun suddenly felt enlightened.

 It seems that just like the infinite healing of his "Immortality Curse", this bug-like resurrection ability comes with a huge price.

 What a pity, Ji Xun felt that he would not lose if he really had to fight for his life.

 I think that kind of curse spell cannot be used a second time in a short period of time, but he will not give the opponent a second chance to use it.

　　Just as he regained his composure, Ji Xun disappeared on the spot as soon as he stepped on the air.

 Now is the break period for the opponent's prophecies and spells. This is the best opportunity.

The blind old man sensed Ji Xun rushing towards him, and his expression was very ugly, but he had to deal with it.

 The shadow of the devil appeared behind him, and he took out a card: "Field·Spiritual Vision!"

 When the field is displayed, it seems like nothing happened.

Ji Xun was also curious before about what field the old man understood, but now he roughly understood it after looking at this posture.

 There is no abnormality, that is to say, this field is not an offensive or defensive field, and it is most likely to increase oneself.

The thought flashed through his mind. Ji Xun would not give the enemy a chance to condense the spell again. He jumped a hundred meters through the air and punched him again.

 Hands and fists, it’s hard for this guy to perform any spell.

However.

 The magical scene happened again.

Although Ji Xun's level is lower than that of his opponent, he doesn't think that a prophet can avoid the face-to-face combat of a melee card master.

However, the old man opposite did it.

Ji Xun punched him, and the guy seemed to suddenly "see" the future, and miraculously swayed with a strange movement technique that could produce afterimages.

This caused the fist to avoid the body and hit the void.

"Huh?"

 After Ji Xun punched him, he felt something was wrong.

It feels like you are clearly aiming at the bullseye, but every time the bullet hits the outer ring, avoiding the most lethal place.

Although the gravitational wave still caused damage to the opponent, it was not enough to kill him instantly.

 “Bang”, “Bang”, “Bang”.

Ji Xun continued to punch dozens of times, and the shadows of the punches were as dense as a rainstorm.

But what surprised him was that this guy actually avoided the vital point with every punch.

 It is not the physical nerve reflexes that keep up, but the miraculous ability to predict.

  This is an unconscious body manipulation behavior that allows the body to avoid an imminent fatal attack as if it were a reflex.

  It's like "prejudgment".

 But it’s just a one-time prediction. This guy can predict it every time.

 This is difficult to explain.

After dozens of punches, Ji Xun also discovered some ways and thought: "Can this field improve the ability to perceive death crises? It's amazing."

 He also seemed to have discovered a new continent.

This feeling is a bit like what Gong Wu taught him before, to refine the "meaning" to the ultimate effect.

At that level, the body can react to dodge fatal attacks without even using the brain.

 That is to say, the old man was weak, so he was beaten by punches.

If a melee card master mastered this ability, Ji Xun's fist might not be able to hit the target at all.

 “What a powerful field”

 Although they are enemies, it has to be said that Ji Xun is also very novel about this field.

But it’s not too late.

 He knew that if he delayed it any longer and waited for the enemy's precognition ability to be ready, things might change again.

Ji Xun didn't hold back any more. He suddenly charged up and punched out, smashing the void into spider web fragments again.

 A "dong" sound.

The blind old man exploded into a ball of blood mist again.

 Behead him again.

　　“Hey, that’s not right!”

 But at the first moment, Ji Xun did not feel any joy. Instead, he felt a suffocating feeling of death coming, and he quickly retreated a lot.

 Looking again, the body fragments not far away were traced back again and reshaped into the blind old man.

　　It’s just that this time, the old man is even more aged than before. He has reached the point where he is like a flame swaying in the wind, and his breath is unsteady.

It seems that the resurrection just now has used up the few years of his life.

However, even so, there was a trace of determination in those pale eyes, as if he was trying to kill the enemy in front of him with his last breath.

Ji Xun felt this determination and his scalp went numb instantly.

 This was the moment from the beginning of the battle to the present that made him feel closest to death.

 At this point in the fight, I have exhausted all my means.

He knew very well that if the old man opposite tried the same curse again, he would definitely be killed.

However, danger is danger, and there is no trace of fear or fear on Ji Xun's face. He just grins and faces what is coming.

 For a seventh-level prophet, he is lucky enough to be able to fight with this kind of enemy to the extent that he uses all his methods, which is already very satisfying.

 This is a life-and-death battle based on everyone's ability.

Since you choose to fight, of course you have been prepared to be killed.

What's more, with the opponent in this state, even if he tries his best, he may not be able to kill him.

Even Nan Jing, who was not far away, sensed a slight change in his face and wanted to take action.

However, no matter how sharply the death crisis escalates, before it reaches its extreme, it suddenly disappears into thin air.

In the distance, the blind old man raised his hand and was about to release the spell card in his hand when he froze in mid-air. A mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth, and he died instantly.

When Ji Xun saw this, he already understood that the old man's life was over.

Whether it is a curse or a prophecy, the backlash on the body is unimaginable.

The fierce battle just now, the continuous use of prophecy, and two "resurrections" have exhausted the old blind man's remaining vitality.

When Ji Xun saw this, he breathed out a sigh of relief, but also felt a little regretful: "It's a pity that I couldn't make it to the end."

 Looks like he was forced to death by himself. To be honest, this blind old man died due to fate.

If the enemy's lifespan is long enough, it's hard to say what the outcome of this battle will be.

 The blind old man died suddenly on the spot.

 There was no "resurrection" this time.

At this moment, Ji Xun clearly saw a quill slowly falling from his hand.

Seeing this, Nanjing from afar also murmured: "It turns out that this relic predicted his own death in advance, and used the relic to rewrite the tragedy that would inevitably happen."

As soon as these words were spoken, the efficacy of this relic was revealed.

Ji Xun also saw some information from Enlightenment.

　　【The pen of the prophet Valah】

Detailed explanation: An ancient relic of epic quality; a relic exclusive to the prophet sequence, which can modify the future that has been predicted to happen. Using this relic requires proficiency in the law of fate and consumes a large amount of life.

 “Catastrophic object?”

Ji Xun was not too surprised when he looked at the grade of this quill.

Something that can resurrect the old man twice must be of extremely high quality.

 Just as he looked at the effect of this money, he once again sighed at the power of the law of fate.

 Can you actually modify the predicted future?

 A life-and-death battle has always been the fastest and most effective way to improve your understanding.

Killing this prophet, everything seems to have settled.

The moment he relaxed, Ji Xun seemed to have touched some mysterious and mysterious mystery of the universe, and had a vague understanding.

 The ability of a prophet actually has a lot in common with "I am the world".

 Destiny is like the patterns of the universe, past, present, and future. Prophecy uses mysterious power to peer into those patterns;

 As for me, the world, I am like a detective, using logic to deduce the origin mysteries deep in the universe.

 But at this moment, Ji Xun witnessed with his own eyes that someone could tamper with one's destiny by relying on the relic "The Prophet Vala's Fate-Using Pen", which gave him a very strange feeling.

 As if the world is like a huge storybook.

 All characters in it, including Ji Xun himself, are influenced by an invisible line of fate.

 But as long as you stand in a high enough extraordinary dimension, you seem to have some kind of pen that can tamper with your own destiny.

 Or, is the act of tampering with destiny itself a part of one's own destiny?

Ji Xun fell into a wonderful state of enlightenment.

Countless thoughts collided rapidly in my mind, sparkling with brilliant inspiration.

However, before he could think too much, the southern mirror not far away noticed something and reminded him: "Someone is coming!"

Ji Xun came back to his senses immediately after hearing this.

He put the body into the oil painting without hesitation, then teleported and rushed over to pull the ball-headed lady, and said urgently: "Let's get out of here first!"

Having seen the formation of this small team chasing them before, he guessed that there might be a large force from the Southern Continent nearby.

 And it must be very strong.

 It is not the time for a head-on confrontation before the situation is clearly understood.

Nan Jing didn’t understand the situation, but she had absolute trust in Ji Xun, nodded and said, “Okay!”

As he said that, the two of them completely ignored the two seventh-level dragonborn who were chasing after them, and ran wildly in the void.

 Soon disappeared into the endless void.

 (End of this chapter)