Chapter 497: Purgatory Scroll, Viscount Bernard's Plan

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After leaving the Magic Industry Research Institute, Li De went straight to the square.

At this time, the black dragon that was fainted by the dry bones had awakened and was looking around. He wanted to find the dry bones to spray each other for 300 rounds.

However, the dry bones had already returned victorious and went back to his nest to sleep happily.

There were only a constant stream of people on the Moonlight Square, crowding around the black dragon. They were all very curious about the legendary life of the black dragon.

The soldiers who maintained order drew a cordon around the black dragon and let the crowd visit from a distance.

If you get too close, the dragon's power is too strong and most people can't stand it.

When the residents around saw Li De appear in the square, it immediately caused a huge sensation.

Because of frequent outings, most believers rarely see Li De once a year. With the strength of the Dawn City, the residents' belief in Li De has become more and more fanatical. There are no ordinary believers in the whole city. Most of them are devout believers.

So after capturing the dragon, he appeared in front of the crowd again, and the scene exploded immediately.

The crowd bowed and saluted in unison like cutting wheat. Tens of thousands of people did this at the same time, and the scene looked quite shocking.

"Good day, great Lord Kachar."

"Your humble believers welcome your arrival..."

"Praise you, Lord of Dawn, who is brighter than the sun!"

"We survive because of you, and your glory will always shine in my heart..."

Seeing this, Li De's eyes were indifferent, and there was not much fluctuation in his heart. After letting the crowd waive the ceremony, he went straight to the black dragon under the fanatical gaze of the residents.

The power of the black dragon isolated by the bubble has been completely sealed, and it is even weaker than a weak shrimp.

Seeing the earth appear, his anger rose immediately.

"Where is that lowly bone dragon? Let him come out to meet the great black dragon master! Don't think that hiding can hide your loser nature..."

This black dragon was a bit like he lost a quarrel, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He directed himself and thought that he would definitely perform better in the next quarrel.

Li De's face was dark. Wasn't the loss just now bad enough?

He didn't bother to pay attention to him, and looked at the twelve magic scrolls on the other's head.

His eyes were full of curiosity.

This is a divine weapon that seals the power of hell and the power of the Lord of Nine Hells.

When exploring the underground world before, because the magic scroll was connected to the soul of the black dragon, it was impossible to check the attributes.

However, now it seems that the situation has changed.

With a thought, the mental power began to spread out, and a moment later, a bit of joy appeared on his face.

He could feel that the magic scroll seemed to be not so closely connected with the black dragon...

With a bit of trial in mind, he opened the attribute panel.

Twelve Magic Scrolls - Purgatory Scroll (Sequence 7)

Quality: High-level Artifact (Special)

Status: Slightly Damaged

Features: 1. Contains the high-level forbidden spell - Doomsday Flame, which can be released once every 10 seconds, and each casting requires 100,000 human souls.

2. Dark Revival, the holder will receive energy infusion every 10 seconds, which can restore the corresponding injuries, and each casting requires 50,000 human souls.

3. Devouring Seal, which can devour the surrounding souls and seal them in the scroll.

4: Sealed (requires 10 million human souls to open)

5: Sealed (requires special hell energy to open)

Number of souls: 1.26 million

Introduction: A special artifact that seals the power of hell. To activate its original power, a large number of souls are required. According to legend, gathering the twelve magic scrolls will obtain the sealed power of hell.

After reading the properties, Li De took a breath.

This equipment is extremely powerful, but also extremely evil.

Each time you cast the two skills, you need to consume souls, and they must be human souls.

In other words, if you want to use this artifact, you must slaughter humans.

"It's too painful. Those are all white believers. Who would be willing to slaughter them for no reason?"

Which god would destroy his own foundation...

It is worthy of being the equipment of the Lord of the Nine Hells. The style is indeed dark enough.

It seems to be okay to think about it. Hell does not need human faith and naturally regards humans as food.

Now that you can see the attributes of the equipment, does it mean...

Li De stretched out his hand to the sea god who had been stationed next to him to open the bubble. The other party immediately understood it. After a moment of silence, he cast a spell directly, and a hole as high as a person appeared on the bubble.

Li De smiled slightly when he saw this, and snapped his fingers.

A magic shield instantly covered the bubble.

After the second snap, the magician's hand appeared out of thin air and slowly reached into the bubble. Under the horrified gaze of the black dragon, he took out the bloody magic scroll from his head.

Feeling that the artifact that belonged to him had left his body, the Black Dragon wanted to stand up and take it back, but because his power was sealed and he was seriously injured, he could do nothing except yell and curse Li De.

Moreover, Li De had foresight and used a magic shield to block the sound near the Black Dragon. He could not hear the other party's curses at all, and the Black Dragon could only curse himself.

After realizing that cursing was useless, the Black Dragon was so angry that he vomited blood again, and fainted with a puff.

The magic scroll stained with dragon blood swallowed up the dragon blood quickly after being picked up by the wizard, and then returned to its normal appearance.

After Li De reached out to take the scroll, he dispersed the wizard's hand and began to carefully examine this amazing artifact.

The magic scroll was red all over, and it felt like coarse cloth in his hand, with obvious graininess.

After unfolding, it was about 30 cm long and 15 cm wide, with extremely distorted hell inscriptions engraved on it, and they were arranged irregularly.

Even with Li De's mental power, he felt dizzy at a glance, as if countless demons were rushing out of the scroll to devour his soul.

There were two obvious gaps in the upper right corner, which looked like they were torn off.

Li De's mind moved, and he took out the artifact fragment presented to him by the goblin from his arms, and slowly glued it to the purgatory scroll.

At the moment when the artifact fragment was glued, a red light flashed across the purgatory scroll, and the two fragments softened directly like water, and then pasted together without any gaps.

After filling the gap, the light of the Purgatory Scroll was bright, and the temperature of the surrounding air rose by more than ten degrees, and it immediately became hot.

The black dragon that had just fainted was awakened by the movement of the outside world, but the first thing he saw was the artifact that Li De had completed in his hand.

Jealousy, unwillingness, resentment, disbelief, anger, countless emotions surged in his heart.

The dragon widened his eyes and began to brew countless swear words. In the end, he was furious before he opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted again.

After a while, the light of the completed Hell Scroll faded away, and Li De checked its properties again, but to his surprise, the scroll did not change at all.

Shaking his head, these two fragments are completely corners, without even a hell inscription, and they do not affect the main body at all. Whether they are filled or not, they will not delay their use. It was a miscalculation.

But no matter what, this high-level artifact is in hand, and it is excellent even if it is not needed in the hand.

And maybe in the future, he could gather the other twelve magic scrolls. Then, just like gathering the fragments of the fate slate, he could summon a dragon and become a being on par with the Lord of the Nine Hells.

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Green City.

Viscount Bernard sat at a round table covered with a white tablecloth, slowly enjoying more than ten dishes on the table with a golden knife and fork.

In this luxurious hall, more than a dozen nobles dressed in luxurious clothes stood aside and waited respectfully, not daring to have the slightest dissatisfaction.

Sitting opposite Viscount Bernard was the eight-armed snake demon Roy. This high-level demon of the abyss was chewing a bloody heart in his hand. The creaking sound of blood plasma filled the originally good atmosphere in the room with horror.

Those nobles didn't even dare to look at the eight-armed snake demon, and waited tremblingly for the master here to speak.

Viscount Bernard ignored the blood of the eight-armed snake demon Roy, slowly enjoyed the food on the table, and finally stood up slowly with a crystal glass filled with half a glass of red wine.

The hand shook the wine glass slightly, and the red liquid spun slightly in the glass. Drops of water hung on the wall of the glass, and then slowly slid down, leaving a faint mark.

The elegant Viscount Bernard looked at the more than ten nobles in the room with a smile, and said in a gentle tone.

"Dear nobles, do you know why I called you here today?..."

An old noble in his early sixties, with gray hair but a straight back, stood up and said in a dull tone.

"Viscount Bernard, is it the matter about the Green City army that you mentioned to us last time? I promise you that as long as His Majesty Ilo is killed, there will be no problem with the army."

"No, I am not worried about the army..."

"Then what are you going to do..." The nobles in the room were a little puzzled, and they couldn't understand what the apostle of the devil lord wanted to do.

In fact, after agreeing to Viscount Bernard to resist His Majesty Ilo that night, many nobles had backed off, and they were very uneasy about cooperating with the devil.

But on the second day, the bodies of the nobles who wanted to withdraw from the plan were hanged at their respective doorsteps, and no one dared to ask for withdrawal.

Everyone knew that they had no way out...

Even if they went to report to His Majesty Ilo now, they would not survive the next day. They could not resist the devil's hunting at all.

In this case, it is better to go all the way. Maybe after overthrowing His Majesty Ilo, they can regain control of Green City as the other party promised at the beginning.

Thinking that their power was ruthlessly deprived by His Majesty Ilo, their inner resentment could not be calmed at all.

Viscount Bernard smiled, "You are all smart people, I like to deal with smart people.

Among all the nobles, your family's interests are the most damaged.

This time, I will give you a rare opportunity. As long as you complete the task, your family will become the most powerful family in Green City.

I will give you more noble power than before!"

These nobles were all brightened. What are they cooperating with the devil for? Isn't it to take back the power that should have belonged to them?

They spoke immediately.

"Please speak?"

"I am willing to follow your orders."

Seeing how obedient the people were, Viscount Bernard had a bright smile on his face.

"I want you to use your current information channels to spread the news that the fragment of the destiny slate will be born in Green City in a month..."

What? !

The nobles in the room were all shocked. The fragment of the destiny slate? ?

The only artifact that the Sun Goddess said could counter the power of the Old Ones? ?

The room fell into a dead silence. All the nobles looked at each other and were shocked by the news.

Why must they rebel against His Majesty Ilo?

On the surface, the power of the nobles was exploited, but the deeper reason was that after the advent of the Old Ones, the communication channels between Green City and the outside world were almost completely cut off, leaving only a pitiful three or two trade routes.

Their living space was therefore greatly compressed.

If His Majesty Ilo deprived them of their power in this situation, it would be equivalent to depriving them of their right to survive, so they had to resist.

If the Old Ones had not come, His Majesty Ilo would be unfriendly to them. At most, they would live in another city, but the current situation does not allow this.

So the news that the fragment of the fate slate was about to be born immediately made them start to think. If they could get the fragment of the fate slate, could they restore the order of the old days?

Even relying on this extraordinary artifact to become the new ruler of Green City? ?

Then why should they be afraid of His Majesty Ilo? !

Viscount Bernard saw the expressions of several people and knew what they were thinking. His eyes became deeper and deeper, and he said gracefully.

"If you have the ability to snatch the fragment of the fate slate from the gods, then go ahead. I will bless you."

These words made these nobles shudder.

Yes, even if the fragment of the fate slate appeared in Green City, they could not spy on it.

Not to mention His Majesty Ilo, even the unknown strength of Viscount Bernard in front of them was enough to destroy them.

The greed in their hearts was instantly dispelled, and they began to think again.

A moment later, the old noble in his early sixties suddenly brightened up and said with a bit of realization.

"Viscount Bernard, this must be fake news, right?

Use the fragments of the fate slate to attract the attention of the outside world, and then His Majesty Ilo will definitely not give up, so there will be a conflict with the outside world, and then we will profit from it...

What a brilliant plan!

And because the fragments of the fate slate are too precious, the outside world will still go deep into Green City without knowing whether it is true or false, so the possibility of conflict with His Majesty Ilo will be greatly increased."

The other nobles looked at Viscount Bernard with admiration.

I didn't expect the plan to be so deep...

Viscount Bernard looked at the old noble meaningfully, and then shook his head in the stunned expressions of several people.

"No, this is not fake news. The fragments of the fate slate will be born here in a month. This is the real news told to me by my lord."

What?

Is this news true?

The nobles in the room were in an uproar, and everyone was very puzzled.

If it was just for His Majesty Ilo, would it be necessary to take out the treasure of the fate slate fragment as bait?

One Green City in exchange for a piece of fate slate fragment, why do they feel a little bit of loss?

With the fragment of the fate slate, you can survive anywhere, so why choose Green City?

Viscount Bernard slowly sipped the red wine in the glass, and his blue eyes were slightly bloodshot.

"You will know what you should know, and you don't need to know what you shouldn't know...

You just need to pass this news through your channels with the outside world. Remember, it must be kept secret, and it is best to let the outside world discover this news inadvertently."

"May I ask Viscount Bernard, how should we do it?"

"You do this..."

After Viscount Bernard gave many detailed instructions, he waved his hand and asked everyone to leave.

Although these nobles were full of doubts, they could only leave the hall with confusion when they saw Viscount Bernard's expression of being too lazy to say more.

When only the eight-armed snake demon Roy was left in the room, Viscount Bernard took out a black magic scroll from his arms and stroked the scroll with a face full of intoxication as if he was caressing a lover.

"Really, it makes people feel excited..."

"Roy, do you think my master's plan will succeed?"

The eight-armed snake demon casually pulled a piece of tablecloth to wipe the corner of his mouth, and a dazzling blood stain instantly appeared on the white tablecloth.

The voice was a bit cold.

"The chaotic main plane is suitable for breeding darkness...

When the master appears here, even the old evil gods are nothing more than a group of food...

Praise killing."

After hearing this, Viscount Bernard quietly put the black magic scroll into his arms and raised the wine glass elegantly.

Smiling.

"Praise killing."