For Thousands of Years, My Weakest Brother Has Become a Demon King Chapter 178

Chapter 178 Blood and Demons

William's voice fell, and the entire throne room instantly fell silent.

The atmosphere was dropped below freezing almost in an instant, and even the mist billowing in the air seemed to form frost at any time.

"Am I coming back too early to disturb the argument between you?"

William ignored the tense atmosphere around him and slowly walked down the white jade steps of the throne. As he walked, he continued:

"If that's the case, I'm very sorry. In fact, if it's possible, I really want to hear more about the secrets of the past. But unfortunately, as long as the self-consciousness is separated from the spirit of the fog, when the fog will clear, it won't matter at all. under my control..."

"stop."

Seeing William getting closer and closer, "Diana" standing under the throne said with a warning.

William ignored "her"'s words and continued to walk forward at a leisurely pace.

Then, a blood-red fence blocked between him and the puppet like thorns emerging from the ground. A rich **** smell permeated from above and got into William's nose.

And William didn't feel any magic fluctuations on it.

"So this is part of the authority of the Eighth Holy Spirit? Has something to do with blood?"

William sneered, and reached out to touch the thorny fence like thorns. Just as soon as he touched it, his fingertips felt a pain, and round blood beads instantly emerged from the fingertips.

William flicked the blood beads off his fingertips, and the bright red blood beads drew an elegant arc in the air, and then disappeared as if they had never existed.

"Besides that, does it have the ability to invalidate magic power?"

William continued.

When he touched the fence earlier, he used a simple defensive technique on his fingers. But the moment it touched the fence, the magic power that formed the spell with the fingertips was instantly inactivated and dissipated.

Not only that, but the [Mirror Shadow] technique that was supposed to be perfectly constructed as William's clone was also deactivated at the moment of contact. The blood bead that William just popped out was transformed into the original magic power and disappeared.

This is a bit similar to the ability the opponent showed when he fought against the misty ghost of Terra in the Broken Sea not long ago. The magic power that constitutes the spell can be deactivated and dissipated just by touching it. To some extent, it can be regarded as the nemesis of all magic casters.

"So what exactly is the real authority of the Eighth Holy Spirit? Since you used my name to go out and swindle and deceive you, I think I still have this qualification to know."

William withdrew his hand and asked the girl who was controlled by the old soul through the fence.

"Diana" looked at this phantom from the past in front of her, and slowly said:

"If you don't know, it proves that you are not qualified to know."

She said, the bronze holy emblem hanging on her chest gradually stained with blood.

The girl stared at William's eyes and continued:

"And since you chose not to interfere with this world and leave in the past, now you can stay in your own place quietly, why bother to come back?"

The other party's tone also contained a hint of helpless admonition.

These words made the polite smile on William's face slowly disappear like the dewdrops of the sun in the morning.

"Anytime..."

His voice was no longer as slightly playful as before, but became very deep and cold.

"As long as you can do more things in these years, I won't come to you after you come back. In fact, whether you use my name, publicize or erase my past deeds, I don't care too much. . Even if you use my name to win over believers and make yourself a god, I don't think it's too offensive..."

William said, raising his right hand to the level of his head.

"But tell me, what have you all done? Opened the shell of the world, compromised with the kings of nothingness, and made a chronology of disasters... Is this what you call 'opening up the future'? Whose future belongs to the future of this world? , or belongs to the future of the Moon Realm? So, don't let me ask again, what is the real authority of the Eighth Holy Spirit? Why did you lie about my reincarnation as the basis of faith?”

William stared coldly at the girl who was suspected to be Terra's "manifestation", and asked in a threatening tone.

"So you still regard yourself as the savior of the past?"

Facing William's pressing momentum, the other party didn't feel frightened at all, instead he tilted his head and asked back.

Seeing the essence through the phenomenon, the previous temptation has made "she" feel that the other party is just an illusion that exists in the world relying on a sacred object. It's not even a complete seance, but a clone made through the [Mirror Shadow] spell.

Compared to the current situation where the other party is extremely reluctant to even maintain his own existence, under the management of the Eighth Religion for so many years, most of the authority of the Holy Spirit is basically in his hands. Although this God Kai is not an excellent fulcrum right now, it is still enough to suppress the opponent.

What's more, the eighth Holy Spirit's demon-breaking qualities, facing the opponent's avatar, which is purely supported by magic power and has no fulcrum in the world, is basically the result of being killed in seconds.

The opponent couldn't even pass through the thorn fence he made, as if he was locked in a dungeon.

"Whoosh!"

"Kala clap clap..."

First there was the sound of breaking wind, and then the sound of something collapsing. The thorn fence between the two instantly shattered into pieces, and then turned into blood and dissipated.

At this moment, William just put his raised hand down.

Behind William, Remedios, who took off the crown and threw it aside, pulled the bowstring of Ruriyuki.

Although her arrows were all sealed by the advisor of Avazhou, but as the weapon of the first-generation Moon Realm God's Dependent Champion produced in the Moon Realm, even if it is only empty string, it has full power.

"It seems that it only has a strong destructive effect on the magic power originating from the astral world, but it has absolutely no effect on the creation of the moon."

William looked at the bloodstains on the ground that were dissipating with white smoke.

Then he looked at the girl and continued:

"So this nature is because of nature? Or is it another result of your compromise with the king of nothingness?"

"Since you don't know, don't judge by your own imagination. I've said it before, if you don't feel the scope of the authority of the eighth Holy Spirit, it proves that you are not qualified to possess this power."

As she spoke, the human figure formed by the dense fog behind her instantly turned blood red like the holy emblem pendant on her chest, and then her eyes became very empty, and her feet floated off the ground into the air.

A blood-colored long sword appeared in her hand, but its shape and temperament were somewhat similar to the misty ghost of Terra Riel that I saw in the Broken Sea before.

"It seems that who cares about that kind of authority... Archer, I'm not very good at shooting in this state, can you do it?"

William turned to Remedios behind him. He unconsciously called out the nickname he had given her to facilitate the formation.

"It's all said, don't call me this again... No problem, I sent him to **** once 800 years ago, and this time won't be any different."

(end of this chapter)

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