Demon Royal Family

Augustus City, Imperial Administration Office.

Prime Minister Murbach summoned officials from all levels and said straight to the point: "The news has confirmed that the source of the disaster comes from the changes in the church. The former chief deacon Ivo Harrican is a latent heretic, which caused all this."

"What should we do?"

Muhlbach: "The emperor's attitude is the same as that of the Holy See. The source of instability must be eliminated and Ivo's reward order must be issued immediately, regardless of life or death."

Monsters descended on various continents, and the Odin Empire lost countless people and property, all of which were blamed on Ivo.

Murbach told the officials of the diplomatic station: "Immediately hold the Kingdom of Lasses to account, ask them to take back Ivo's noble status, and let them bear part of the responsibility."

The officials present were worried. If it weren't for the order, they wouldn't want to provoke the increasingly fierce Ivo.

Who in the entire Odin noble circle doesn't know that the most troublesome heretic in the world right now is Ivo Harricon.

…

The Nine Towers of Wizards, the leaders and core mages of the nine organizations, gathered around a huge obsidian round table for a meeting. Everyone's seats were widely spaced apart. Every seat present was a peak powerhouse in the wizarding world. Stomping the entire circle The kind that makes you tremble three times, and there are several wizards with the same status as Michelle.

Michelle said calmly: "Have you all felt the changes in the main world?"

All the wizards nodded.

"The strength of the Great Touch of the Void and Terra Emperor is only one percent of its former strength, and it is still intermittent." The leader of [Boiling Source] said with a loud voice.

"This is how the space has become solid," said the emaciated leader of [Howling Shadows].

"Indeed, now vacuum cutting type spells can no longer create space rifts." The leader of [Elemental Rules] said.

The worst thing is the summoning and undead wizards. They can't even summon creatures from other worlds. These two spells are almost half useless, so the silence of [War Gate] and [Necromantic Cult] Understandable.

"The world has changed dramatically..." Michelle sighed, "The solid space barrier blocks alien creatures. This is a huge weakening of magic. The 'winter' in the wizarding world is coming."

The wizards here felt very sad.

The wizards have the closest connection with the other world. They easily found out the origin of the monsters due to the disappearance of the protection of the gods. However, a new barrier was established, and the entire space crystal wall became extremely strong.

It’s not that no one has tried to destroy the barrier, but the barrier contains a strange force. It is extremely tolerant and can absorb the power of any spell and turn it into energy to replenish itself. As long as the energy level does not reach a high level, the barrier can be immune to everything. destroy. Even with high energy, the damage effect on the barrier is extremely poor.

From the main seat covered by the mist, the voice of the master of the Nine Towers of Wizards came.

"Everyone should be prepared. I have a hunch that the appearance of monsters is just a sign. One day in the future, countless alien monsters will come back and invade in large numbers."

The great wizards present looked solemn and nodded.

…

A few days ago, on the night of the destruction of the Holy Land.

In the distant continent of Abraham, in the lair of the Eye of Darkness, all the believers, including the archbishop, were half-kneeling in front of the dark statue, lowering their heads and waiting for the arrival of the Lord.

The green light in the eyes of the dark statue became brighter and brighter, and finally, a pressure suddenly fell. All the believers seemed to have met a king, and they were so excited that they could not control themselves.

The statue shattered and peeled off, revealing the pitch-black demon lord, with pitch-black eyes and blood-red pupils. Hundreds of shadows rotated behind the pitch-black demon, forming a pitch-black halo that seemed to be able to absorb the gaze.

One of the four giants of Purgatory, Lord of Darkness!

"Welcome, Your Majesty." The archbishop bowed his head deeply, and the believers did not dare to breathe, with fanatical expressions on their faces.

Darkness rolled his eyes, looked at the Archbishop, and said in an indifferent tone, "Believer, you will be rewarded."

"I will always remember the Lord's generosity." The archbishop expressed a rare emotion.

You Meng raised his head, his deep gaze penetrated the ground, as if he had crossed countless spaces and locked his target.

"The demon seed of the Frost Lord belongs to me!"

…

Several miniature "stars" containing "divine power" landed in different places, such as mountains, rivers, ice fields, canyons, swamps, etc...

A pair of eyes that had been sleeping for many years slowly opened.

The golden fire dancing in his pupils was like the flame of a god.

…

As the impact of the destruction of the Holy Land spreads, Ivo's reputation increases every day, rising geometrically, spreading from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, with no end.

The common people feared him, the church hated him, and heretics feared him.

Ivo had heard all these things during his exile.

After destroying the Holy Land that night, Ivo and three strong men left the ruins. In order to avoid being disturbed by the endless pursuit, Ivo chose a remote path and hurried along without meeting anyone.

Seven days have passed since the drastic change that night.

…

The magma covered all the areas that could be seen with the naked eye. Those gorgeous white-gold churches, bell towers, and residences were swallowed up and melted by the magma, turning the ground into a scorched black ground.

The priests of the church fled in all directions, with deep hatred on their faces, and their eyes reflected the blazing red color representing destruction.

Standing on the Shenlin Tower, Ivo looked around, and the twisted faces clearly fell into his eyes. The huge hostility and evil thoughts seemed to be condensed into substance, exerting pressure all the time.

He heard the howl as the Holy Land disintegrated. Against the background of the raging fire, ethereal howls like the weeping wind resounded in all directions.

Maybe it's a holy land with a history of hundreds or thousands of years, or maybe it's the remnant souls of generations of devout believers buried in the holy land. They are crying.

The earth boiled, and the cracks in the ground were like the mouth of purgatory, spewing out streams of magma flowing in the earth's veins. The fire illuminated the night sky, and the high temperature distorted the air, burning the hearts of countless believers.

Finally, the scene came to an end, leaving only the ruins of billowing black smoke, loose volcanic rocks after the magma cooled, and countless mud tiles whose glaze was burned out by high temperatures, making them dark and shiny.

"Huh, I'm dreaming again."

Ivo slowly opened his eyes. Dawn had just arrived. The morning forest was filled with moist mist, and the air was moist and refreshing.

In the past seven days, the scene of the destruction of the Holy Land appeared in his dreams again and again. From the initial complicated mood to the current indifference, in just a few days, the horrific scene was enough to make ordinary people live in nightmares for a lifetime. For Wo Lai, it just became a memory worth remembering.

In the past seven days, Ivo had disguised himself and went to the towns he passed to inquire about the impact of that night. Most of the information he could obtain was not very different from his guess.

Ivo has some plans for the use of notoriety. This is a sign to recruit subordinates. He is destined to take a path that is contrary to the gods. Notoriety can automatically screen out people with firm beliefs. Those who dare to join his command are destined to be gods. Evil people who are fearless, act without scruples, and may have some evil habits, but Ivo doesn't care. He is confident that he can control the unruly evil people.

Ivo has been thinking for seven days. If he wants to deal with future disasters, his own strength is the most important, but developing his power is also indispensable. Therefore, the stronger the subordinates he recruits, the better. With the filter of notoriety, the villains who dare to join him, Thugs and heretics should not be too weak.

To develop power, a base camp is needed. With his current level of notoriety, Hokuriku may not be able to accommodate him. He has determined his goal, which is the most wild and dangerous Abraham Continent. land.

Of course, he will not give up everything he has worked hard for over the years. He will definitely move away all Harrican's resources. He knows that the kingdom of Hokuriku will definitely stop him. Who will win will be determined by the first battle.

Ivo's current direction is to the port city on the east side of Odin's continent. It is easy to expose his traces on land. It is safest to accumulate primitive power on the sea. Even if the Holy See wants to retaliate, it will not be able to find him. .

The Changfeng is still in Neptune's collection bottle. As long as he is close to the sea, he can escape by boat at any time.

Moreover, the white scepter and the papal crown gave him a faint feeling that the entrance to the place of return was among the thirteen sea areas, above the sea.

He probably has a plan for the future, but the most urgent thing right now is another matter.

The three powerful men, Lava Lord, Black and Yellow Queen, and Uncle Shadow, got along very unpleasantly.

Just thinking about it gave Ivo a headache again.

"It's easy to invite a god but hard to send him away..." Ivo lamented.

I didn't sleep all night, and I continued to write two chapters, going further and further on the road to sudden death.