Chapter 315 The Mark Emerges!

"Vaclav...how could it be you?!"

"Of course it is me."

Waklav's pair of sunglasses reflected the scene of this void world, and he smiled with satisfaction.

"Raymondi, you are truly worthy of being the most promising god in the Second Era to be crowned the 'Old God'."

"Wizard Liszt sealed you in the world of the dead. You can also find loopholes in the meditation method to escape from there..."

God?

Ancient God?

The god Liszt, the founder of the Ghost School, sealed in the meditation method?

Wei En suddenly realized that his previous guess was correct - the abnormalities in the original core world were really caused by the erosion of the meditation method.

However, he didn't know until now that the culprit causing such erosion was the meditation method that had been hidden from the beginning.

He looked at the figure trapped under the towering dead tree, his eyes changed, and he stared at the ugly body indifferently.

Now that I think about it, what nonsense did he say like "I am you" and "You are me" before? Perhaps it was also to make him lose control of his emotions so that he could easily take over his body?

"damn it!!"

After listening to Wakraf's words, the huge figure struggled violently, and the countless tentacles under its feet were waving towards him crazily, as if they wanted to kill him.

"Vaclav, and Liszt, I, I will kill you!!"

"Yeah?"

Wakraf chuckled and looked at the tentacles all over the sky, unmoved at all.

At some point, a black crutch appeared in his hand, which he held on the ground with one hand.

"Raymondi, you can't even resist Wizard Liszt, so how dare you attack me? How about you put away all these bluffs and let's talk?"

"Die, die!!"

The face on Raimondi's chest that looks the same as Wei En is full of viciousness, anger, fear and despair. The expression is so complex that anyone who looks at it can't help but feel a little distressed.

After a long time, he seemed to know that there was no point in doing so, so he stopped and leaned slumped against the dead branches.

"Vaclav, when I unlock the seal, I will definitely devour all the wizards of the Ghost School!"

Wakraf raised his eyebrows, and the smile on his face became stronger, and he said with a smile: "Then you have to pray. I pray that when you lift the seal, I will have fallen."

"Hmph!" Raimondi turned his body and did not look at him. "Whatever you want to say, say it quickly. I have to look for the next unlucky guy."

Wayne: "..."

He felt a deep malice!

This bastard named Raimondi had better not break the seal, otherwise he will definitely kill him and swallow the source!

But from this point of view, the original erosion abnormality of the meditation method is not targeted at everyone.

It's just that he happened to be chosen and was used as a breakthrough by the gods in front of him...

Unlucky guy?

If you think about it carefully, he is really an unlucky guy!

Wakraf glanced at him, then looked at Raimondi again, and said with a smile: "I want to make a promise with you."

"Oh? You, the chief wizard of the Ghost School, want to make a pact with me?"

Raimundi seemed to have heard a joke and laughed crazily, along with the twelve heads around him.

The laughter was shrill and harsh, and even this void world was trembling. Circles of ripples visible to the naked eye spread around, distorting the surrounding space.

After more than ten seconds, Raimundi's laughter stopped, and he stared at Waqlav with a cold voice and hummed:

"A long time ago, Liszt also made an agreement with me, and then...then that bastard wizard attacked me while I was getting promoted!"

"If it hadn't been for him, if it hadn't been for that bastard, I would have ascended to the rank of 'Ancient God' and become the 'Lord of Immortality and Souls'!"

Forehead.

Hearing this, Wei En was speechless.

It turns out that this thing was sealed and there is such a secret.

Wizard Liszt, the founder of the Ghost School...

It seems like some great image has collapsed...

Wakraf's smile remained unchanged, "Raymundi, at that time you ascended to the rank of 'Ancient God' and swallowed up the northern part of the continent, treating everyone there as the original fire that ignited the country."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with Wizard Lister sealing you away."

"Even if it were me, I would still choose to seal you then!"

"Huh!" Raimundi snorted without saying anything.

Only he knew that he was devouring the believers of his own church, and even this would be regarded as a reason for sealing...

What a fuck!

"Can you hear the content of my agreement now?"

After finishing speaking, Wakraf did not wait for him to say whether he agreed or not, and continued: "With the strength of that seal, after this one, I'm afraid it will take you at least five hundred years to find the next one."

"But this was when I wasn't aware of it. If I or Villaut noticed that the seal was loose, how long would this time be extended? I believe you can imagine..."

"So? Vaklav, I don't want to listen to your nonsense!" Raimondi interrupted impatiently.

"..."

There was a hint of displeasure on Vaclav's face, and his tone turned cold: "Raymondi, am I too kind to you, or do you think I can't do anything to you?"

Raimondi opened his mouth, but finally closed it: "..."

This bastard, like Liszt, both fell in love with Doa!

Waklav stared at him for a few seconds, then said with a more relaxed expression: "The agreement is that every hundred years, I will allow you to move around in the outside world for ten years."

"Free movement?" Raimondi couldn't help but ask.

Every hundred years, you can move around for ten years?

This, this is too tempting for him!

It's better than lying in the dark and humid ruins of the world like before...

Wei En, who was standing aside, also looked at Waklav in surprise. Can you make such an agreement?

Isn't this equivalent to imprisoning for a hundred years and then giving you some time to go out?

This is really... controlled!

"Of course not!" Vaklav looked at Raimondi with a caring expression, and said: "First, the contract, second, I will provide you with a body, and third, the source power cannot exceed the level of a formal wizard. If you agree..."

"I agree!"

Before he finished speaking, Raimondi said directly: "Vaklav, I agree to the content of this agreement!"

"But you should have some requirements, right?"

"Of course, since it is an agreement, you have to agree to a few conditions of mine."

Vaklav nodded and said: "That is, from now on, I want you to actively cooperate with the ghost meditation method."

"What?!" Raimondi was annoyed Staring at him angrily, "You want me to take the initiative to send out the original power in the kingdom?"

"Is it not possible?"

"You bastard, don't even think about it!"

Waklav was not surprised, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and said: "It's useless for you to keep it, it's better to contribute it, maybe there is a possibility of returning to the throne in the future."

"And if you don't agree, I think I will take action!"

"You, what are you going to do?!" Raimondi's face darkened a little, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't force me, even if I can't get out of the seal, I can still break the kingdom."

"Whatever you want."

Waklav didn't believe he would be willing to give it up.

If he was willing to give up the immortal kingdom, he would have done so when the wizard Lister sealed him.

How could he wait until now?

Moreover, with Vila Wut guarding in the undead world, Waklav didn't believe Raimondi could do it.

Raimondi's face was uncertain, "You..."

Wayne saw this scene, and his heart was even more moved.

Is this the power of a demigod wizard?

Even a god can be looked directly at, and he can have the upper hand.

Although there is a reason why Raimondi was sealed, the deterrent power of Vaklav is also obvious.

"Think it over before answering, I will only give you..."

Vaklav took out a black pocket watch and looked at it, "One minute."

"Wait, you shouldn't be so careless about such things!"

"I shouldn't, but who made me always impatient." Vaklav smiled, "Raimondi, you still have fifty seconds, forty-nine, forty-eight..."

Raimondi stared at him fiercely, and he wanted to cut him into pieces, throw him into the cesspool, and let him suffer in it...

But hearing the counting voice, echoing in this space, made him clear about the current situation.

He knew that whether he agreed or not, the Undead Kingdom had already belonged to the Ghost School.

Regardless of the sealing methods left by Lister, the reinforcement of the following chiefs, and the presence of Vilawut and Vaklav, he could never take back the "Undead" Kingdom.

Even the "Soul" kingdom that has not yet been integrated and swallowed may be directly deprived...

"Five, four..."

As the countdown is about to end, Vaklav has raised the cane in his hand and pointed it at Raimondi, and the expression on his face has become more indifferent.

"I promise you!"

"Time is up!"

Vaklav smiled brightly and pointed the cane in his hand forward, "Raimondi, I'm sorry, you said it too late."

"What... Damn it, Vaklav, you didn't even want to make an agreement?!"

The figure struggled violently again, looking at the nothingness in horror.

Although there was nothing there, he seemed to see great terror, and thirteen pairs of red eyes suddenly widened.

"Vaklav, I curse you!!"

Raimondi didn't understand that all agreements were fake.

The reason why Vaklav said this was just to give him some expectations, and the purpose was-

"You have been here for so long, and you have to pay some price, right?"

Vaklav's expression did not change, and the cane in his hand instantly fell on the huge figure, and in just one second, it shattered him.

"I curse you!"

"In the name of the Lord of 'Immortality', I curse you, Vaklav Samuel Kapo!"

"I curse you, and you will be like me!!"

The distorted figure that split into countless fragments roared madly in this void world.

Those eyes, which were either incomplete or complete, were full of resentment, staring at Vaklav with coldness.

"Curse? To me, the 'Immortality' kingdom has long been a ghost thing, you can't use it as a sacrifice!"

"As for the agreement, you will think about it carefully after you go back, and don't rush to answer me. After all..."

"After all, there are still a hundred years before you see me again!"

As soon as the voice fell, Vaklav waved the scepter again.

"I curse--"

As Raimondi's roar stopped, the fragments shattered again and turned into a jet of inky black mist.

Then, under his tug, it fell on Wei En's forehead.

"Well?"

Wei En watched all this blankly. Before he could even react, the black mist hit his forehead.

What was even more unexpected was that Wakraf, who was smiling and talking about the contract just a second ago, would strike so quickly and so cruelly...

"This is?"

"It's just some 'immortal' origins."

Wakraf looked at the mark on his forehead that was still faintly visible before. After it gradually became clearer, a smile appeared on his face.

"It just makes up for the lack of your original sub-body. This will also allow you to fuse the spell brand faster."

"At the same time, the original power you need to integrate your talents will also be reduced."

Is there such a benefit?

Wayne touched his forehead. Compared to before, he could already feel the mark.

It was a world of nothingness similar to the core of the origin, in which there was only darkness, pure darkness.

He thought: "Can I include the original body like the Legend of Salvatore?"

"Of course, that is the additional ability possessed by the mark." Wakraf explained softly while looking at the withered giant tree: "It is only a auxiliary function for you for the time being."

"When you advance to the legendary level, it will be more helpful."

"oh."

Wayne nodded, that's fine.

Increasing the speed of the source fusion spell brand and reducing the requirements for the source fusion talent are already very practical for him. !

Apart from this, Wei En knows that the biggest benefit is that the abnormality in the original core world has been solved, and he no longer has to worry about it.

In this way, he can increase the number of original sub-bodies by upgrading the level of meditation...

"Let's go, I've been out for too long, it's time to go back."

"Okay, Chief Warklav."

Wei En saluted respectfully, and he swore that he would be respectful this time.

Seeing his posture, a smile appeared on Vaclav's face, and then he waved him away.

…

…

When Wei En came to his senses again, he had already returned to the intelligence station.

"Okay, I've told you everything I want to say,"

Waklav picked up the glass on the table and took a sip of beer, and smiled: "The rest is up to you."

"Of course, as I said before, as long as you are still a wizard of the Ghost School, as the leader of the school, I will definitely help you clear some obstacles."

"yes!"

Wei En stood up lightly and saluted solemnly again: "Thank you very much, Chief Wakraf, for everything you have done for me."

Strictly speaking, this was the first time he felt safe.

Not only was Wakraf's promise of asylum, but also because of today's conversation, he had a clearer understanding of the world.

Be it gods or aberrations, whether they are Dawn Church, Red Moon Church, Abyss Sect, Twilight Sect...

As long as he is strong enough, they are all ants!

——Just like Chief Wakraf to Raimondi!

"By the way, those priests of Dawn outside, don't be too harsh on them."

"Huh?" Wei En was stunned.

Wakraf blinked and smiled narrowly.

"After all, besides their Pope, there is also an awakened god, isn't there?"

"Ah this..."