Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 1049: 14: This Kingdom Belongs to Me
Capítulo 1049: Chapter 14: This Kingdom Belongs to Me
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In front of the fleshly abyss, the Charcoal Prince Samien, wearing armor, appeared beside Olga with an eerie ability. Some black mist surged from within him, seemingly possessing some kind of power to create illusions. None of the half-dragon mages who remained conscious could detect his presence or hear his voice.
Samien’s gaze was filled with deep emotions and anger. While hinting at Olga, his cracked hand, revealing pale flesh inside, was cautiously about to rest on Olga’s shoulder. An ability undetectable even to a demigod was about to be unleashed as he intended to take Olga away.
“Samien!”
The long-separated name still brought the Charcoal Prince into a momentary daze.
In a trance, it was as if he had returned to that distant era when he, as an envoy, went to the Slavic states and first saw the most beautiful and pure Princess Olga at the grand and splendid “Flowers Festival”.
For Samien, her appearance was like a blazing lightning in the dark, like a fairy dancing in the rain, causing all the world’s brilliance to fade. Her eyes, as clear and pure as the stars, made him lose himself completely.
From that moment, Samien knew that he must make her his wife, even if she desired the moon, he was willing to grasp it for her.
“Samien, I will not leave.
“Boom”
Olga’s second sentence brought Samien back from his reverie.
In his charred eyes, Olga was reflected.
She was still as beautiful, a beauty that could overshadow even the most enchanting forest banshees and lake fairies around. But what pained Samien deeply was the absence of that starry purity in Olga’s gaze. Instead, there was hatred, killing intent.
The target of these emotions wasn’t him, but the name he mentioned.
Abel!
Suddenly, Samien realized something, and uncontrollable joy rose from deep within his mind.
But soon, it turned into worry.
The charred-red radiance began to emanate from Samien’s body, and he spoke urgently, “Olga, whatever you plan to do, can you leave here first?”
“That shameless beast has become one of the ‘All Spirits’. He has stolen part of the authority of a powerful sovereign from beneath the abyss through despicable means.”
“These half-dragon mages are his minions. They now want to recreate the initial ritual, using the blood of many transcendent beings, royal bloodline, and devout followers… They want to open the passage again and let that beast descend, continuing to steal the sovereign’s authority, he will become stronger.”
“Let me take you away, Olga, I won’t ask you to still be my wife, but please let me continue to protect you…”
The observers of this scene, like Tang Qi, the old servant, and the Beckfast Chair, all sighed.
“A passionate soul.”
“A pitiable person in love to the extreme.”
“Ooo… Fawk’s going to cry again, this guy reminds me of myself, my body met such a tragic end.”
The observers were all moved, and Olga, as one of the main participants, was no exception.
But unfortunately, being moved was just being moved. Olga couldn’t deceive herself either.
Facing Samien’s plea, Olga resolutely shook her head and said: “Samien, I need to see Abel again, I want to ask him.”
“…You should leave quickly. You have freedom. Cherish it, don’t lose it because of me again.”
“No!”
Rejected again, Samien was extremely pained, struggling with the impulse to forcibly take Olga away.
But at this moment, a fanatical roar was heard.
Inside the Dragon Nest, before the abyss, at some unknown point, the half-dragon mages led by the old woman with red lips had already carved a vast magic array on the ground, with scarlet, complex symbol lines densely connected.
Around the magic array, the half-dragon mages each sat down cross-legged, their heads lowered, chanting some mentally polluting syllables in ancient Ural language.
And at the front, Vladimir, restored to his original body, was chanting a similarly structured but fundamentally different spell in an unprecedentedly obscure language.
Some unique syllables were unrecognizable, but the divine names involved were familiar.
“Faceless One, whispering in secrets, controlling hunger and reproduction, twisting endless flesh, restorer of the Ancient Dragon Clan… Your most devout believers and followers pray for your descent, I am willing to offer my body, soul, as a vessel for your descent, this is my glory, it is…”
“No good, Olga, run quickly.”
As if to verify Samien’s premonition, with the chanting of Vladimir and the half-dragon mages.
The scarlet threads within the vast magic array began to squirm, ready to erupt, cutting all the transcendent beings within the array, along with “Anna”, the royal bloodline, into the finest pieces of meat, squeezing all the flesh clean, offering a sacrifice to the Dragon Nest, reopening the passage.
This also meant that New God Abel was about to descend.
Just as Samien was extremely anxious, within the “Illusion Realm” he created, a snapping sound that shouldn’t have occurred echoed.
He abruptly turned his head, his charred eyes landing on the tool man “Tang Wang” he had long ignored.
But at this moment, Tang Wang was demonstrating divine power.
In his eyes, fragments related to the ritual emerged.
“Dragon Nest Sacrifice Ritual: the Dragon Nest formed from the divine flesh of Apodoras Ophelia, the vague will that governs it lacks higher intelligence. As long as a certain pattern is followed, sacrificing a certain degree of transcendent flesh, a royal bloodline, along with chanting the name of the ‘Flesh Sovereign’, will gain acknowledgment from the will and open the internal passage.”
Chapter 1049: 14: This Kingdom Belongs to Me
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