Chapter 1168 Magic Flute

"Having said that, we have no evidence."

Obelisk shook his head and said, "Even if the cursed lake is set up by the plague master Muharlin, I'm afraid we can handle it with your strength."

"What's more, this matter is also related to the star gate!"

After hearing Obelisk's words, a trace of thought appeared on Enzo's face.

If it were just Muharlin, the plague master, it might not be a big deal, but if it involves the Star Gate, it just fits the two people's goals.

After the battle at Hell Lake, Enzo and Obelisk had both been promoted to sixth-level life forms.

Their goal of going to the Star Boundary has been achieved. Next, whether they stay in the Star Boundary or leave, they can act according to their own ideas.

However, if you want to leave the astral realm, the astral gate is an indispensable medium.

The two wizards must capture at least one astral gate to ensure that they can advance, attack, retreat, and defend. Unfortunately, the astral gate is not easy to obtain.

"In that case, let's go!"

Enzo pondered for a moment and quickly made a decision. Although the Cursed Lake of Resentment might be a trap set by the plague lord Muharlin, the strength of the two of them should be enough to face it.

The other party has information about the Star Boundary Gate, and the two of them are bound to get it.

"Then...what should we do here?"

Obelisk looked around. At this moment, Whitewater City had returned to calm and fell into darkness after being swallowed by the shadow realm.

"Just deal with it."

Enzo's face was expressionless. As he waved his hand, the shadows under his feet surged like a tide. Since the plague master Muharlin's affairs were related to the star gate, the two of them could not leave any traces.

Boom!

There was a roaring sound from the ground, and the terrifying power came like a natural disaster. As Enzo and Obelisk disappeared, the original Whitewater City also turned into a huge pit.

A few days later, two figures appeared around the giant pit.

"This is it!"

White God Rhea and God of Forging Kara came to Whitewater City, only to find that the place had long been turned into a wasteland. The former Whitewater City had disappeared, leaving only a huge pit.

"how so?"

Looking at the huge pit in front of him, White God Rhea was stunned. As a servant of the Harvest Goddess, he had also been to Whitewater City. The Whitewater City in his memory was not what it looks like now.

"demon!"

The God of Forging, Kara, was a bearded man. He looked at the deep pit in front of him, with a particularly solemn luster flashing in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"It must be the methods of those demons!"

"Damn it!"

"We are late. It seems that the demon this time is very powerful. Even the goddess of dawn, Ms. Naraku, is no match."

Hearing the words of Forging God Kara, White God Rhea had a strange expression on his face.

As both servants of the Harvest Goddess, he is very familiar with Naraku, the Goddess of Dawn, and knows that the other party is very powerful, especially in combat.

Not long ago, believers in Whitewater issued a prayer.

The Harvest Goddess sensed it immediately, so she sent Naraku, the Dawn Goddess, and two other gods to deal with it.

As a result, several days passed.

Naraku, the goddess of dawn, who went to Whitewater City, was like a mud cow drowning in the sea. She completely lost the news. The goddess of harvest could no longer sit still, so she sent the white god Rhea and the god of forging Kara.

When the two gods came to Baishui City, they saw such a scene.

"The situation is getting more and more serious!"

Looking at the Whitewater City that had turned into a deep pit, a complex look appeared on the face of the God of Forging Kara. What kind of powerful demon could he defeat Naraku, the goddess of dawn?

Today's Source World is probably no longer the age of the gods.

The major demon lords escaped from their prisons one after another. This was nothing short of a terrible test for the gods.

The astral world must change, otherwise the gods will inevitably lose their power to rule over everything.

"Okay, let's go back as soon as possible."

White God Rhea felt a little uncomfortable and urged: "Report everything here to the Harvest Goddess, and she will find a solution."

Kara, the God of Forging, also nodded.

Afterwards, the two gods also disappeared.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Enzo and Obelisk had also arrived near the Lake of Cursed Resentment based on the memory of the giant snake Babaru, but they found no trace of the plague lord Muharlin.

"Chip, scan!"

Enzo issued an order in his mind to use the scanning function of the chip. However, there was no abyssal aura in this area.

"We were lied to?"

Obelisk raised his brows, a bit of coldness appearing on his face.

"not necessarily."

Enzo shook his head. After pondering for a moment, he took out the Soul Bone wand and pointed it at the ground. The shadow suddenly spread like a tide.

In an instant, darkness swallowed the earth.

The surrounding environment began to distort, the illusory disguise was broken, and the true form was revealed. However, in the huge lake in the distance, it was filled with black liquid, and countless creatures were wailing, just like purgatory on earth. generally.

"I see."

Obelisk didn't have any fear at the terrifying scene in front of him, but instead there was a glimmer of interest in his eyes.

"As expected of a powerful demon from ancient times."

Enzo also nodded slightly. The disguise just now almost deceived the two wizards, and even the chip failed to detect the real thing.

Fortunately, Enzo can still defeat the law with force.

Wow!

There was a sound of water flowing in front of him, and a twisted creature emerged from the real Cursed Resentment Lake. It seemed to be a combination of hundreds of creatures, and its huge body was covered with festering and rotten tumors.

Those tumors kept wriggling, as if they were eyeballs.

"Plague Lord, Muhalin!"

Enzo narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that the creature in front of him was the Plague Lord Muhalin, so he used the scanning function of the chip.

"No."

Beside him, Obelisk shook his head and said in a deep voice: "In ancient times, I have seen Muhalin, and the other party is not in this form."

While speaking, Obelisk jumped up.

But when he waved his hand, the hot flames surged like waves, bombarding the Cursed Resentment Lake and bursting out a strong explosion.

The twisted creature in the lake let out a piercing scream.

Under the engulfment of the flames, it let out a painful wail, and then, it seemed to crack, and its body gradually dissolved.

Then, a figure emerged from the body of the giant beast.

It was a thin man with a handsome appearance, like a nobleman. He was wearing strange clothes and holding a flute in his hand, exuding a temperament that seemed not to belong to the abyss.

Enzo raised his eyebrows.

This image is similar to Muhalin in the chip database. Although the other party is a demon lord in the abyss world, in ancient times, when he invaded the world of gods, he always maintained his surface in human form.

"Human?"

Muhalin emerged from the shell of the giant beast, looked at Enzo and Obelisk, and said hoarsely, "It seems that you are the so-called [wizards]!"

Hearing Muhalin's words, Enzo's heart moved.

As an ancient demon who was sealed in the astral world in ancient times, Muhalin should not know much about wizard civilization.

However, as soon as the other party met, he revealed the identities of Enzo and Obelisk.

This seems to mean that the other party has some channels to know the news from the outside world, so he knows about the wizard group.

"Plague Lord, Muhalin!"

Obelisk looked at Muhalin in the distance, with a hint of complexity in his tone, and said faintly: "It's great to see an ancient existence like you here!"

In ancient times, the Plague Lord ravaged the wizard world.

The terrifying power held by the other party, even if the gods touched it slightly, they could not escape the end of death, and even the ancestor of wizards almost fell into the hands of the other party.

Therefore, Obelisk was impressed by Muhalin.

Now, he has been promoted to an endless wizard, and is at the same level as the Plague Lord Muhalin. He is fully capable of facing this once extremely powerful demon.

Even kill him!

"Wizard, we have no hatred."

At this time, Muhalin spoke again, and said in a deep voice: "You and I have a common enemy, and there is no point in hurting each other."

"How about we join forces?"

"I can tell you the news about the Star Gate in my hand. In exchange, how about you help me restore my strength?"

While speaking, Muhalin spread his palm.

But he saw a ball of white flame burning in his palm. Enzo's heart moved, and he saw at a glance that it was the condensation of the witchcraft soul.

In order to restore his own strength, Muhalin collected many souls.

"You're right, Muhalin."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Obelisk's eyes, and he said faintly, "You and we do have a common enemy."

"But, unfortunately, you are no longer qualified to discuss cooperation with us."

"However, I can give you a chance to hand over the information you know about the Star Gate, and then surrender to us."

"Perhaps, you can fight for a chance to survive."

While Obelisk was speaking, a colorful metal wand appeared in his hand, obviously ready for battle.

Seeing Obelisk's attitude, Muhalin's face also showed a bit of gloom.

"So, we have no room for negotiation?"

Muhalin looked ugly, and tried the last attempt, although as a demon lord, it was a shame to pray for peace from humans.

However, for Muhalin at this moment, there were indeed not many choices.

"Heh!"

Obelisk sneered and said faintly, "Since you are unwilling to hand over the news of the Star Gate, then we have no choice but to do it ourselves."

As soon as the voice fell, Obelisk had already made a move.

"Septet of Elements!"

As Obelisk uttered the syllables, the surrounding elemental power seemed to boil, and the strong energy fluctuations burst out in an instant, as if turning into balls of light.

The face of the Plague Lord Muhalin changed.

Just this attack, he could feel the power of the wizard on the opposite side. Even in his heyday, the opponent might be a strong enemy.

What's more, Muhalin at this moment is extremely weak.

Two epochs ago, the battle with the Mad God almost exhausted all the power of the Plague Lord Muhalin. Now there is only a trace of energy left to survive. If it weren't for the fact that Muhalin had a trump card in his hand before being sealed, he might have fallen now.

But even so, in these two epochs, Muhalin has been hiding his breath.

Otherwise, once discovered by the gods of the astral world, death will inevitably be waiting for him. Muharlin knew this very well.

If it weren't for the recent turmoil in the star realm, Muharlin might have continued to hide himself.

But now, in order to restore his own strength, Muharlin has used his authority to pollute many creatures and become his minions. This means that his aura is exposed and there is no chance to hide it.

"Damn humans!"

Looking at the powerful wizard Obelisk, Muharlin's face was as gloomy as water, but he had to fight back.

Immediately, a strange luster flashed in his eyes.

But he saw traces of distortion gradually appearing on the face of the plague lord Muharlin, and in an instant he seemed to have turned into an ancient totem.

Immediately afterwards, in the cursed lake below, endless flesh and blood and evil spirits twisted.

In just a moment, a terrifying twisted creature emerged from the lake and let out a harsh roar at Obelisk.

However, the next moment.

The power of the elemental septet exploded. Just the explosion of elemental energy caused the head of the synthetic creature to explode, and the blazing flames devoured it.

Muharlin groaned and stepped back one after another.

"As expected!"

From a distance, looking at the vulnerable Plague Lord Muharlin, a trace of thought appeared on Enzo's face. It seemed that in the war two eras ago, the Plague Lord Muharlin was indeed seriously injured, so that he is now in a weak state. To the extreme.

Facing Obelisk's offensive, the opponent quickly fell to the bottom.

However, even though he was so weak, the plague lord Muharlin was still a sixth-order demon lord. A trace of coldness appeared on his face and he blew the flute in his hand.

Suddenly, strange flute sounds began to spread around.

However, he saw that the surrounding environment began to distort, as if it had turned into black mist, and huge rats emerged from the mist one after another.

Thousands of rats rushed toward Obelisk like a flood.

"Is that all you have?"

Obelisk shook his head, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Muharlin, the former plague lord, might have almost killed the ancestor of the wizards.

But now, the strength shown by the other party is really hard to accept.

With a thought in his mind, Obelisk flew into the sky. With a wave of the metal wand in his hand, the elemental power swayed away like dust.

In an instant, the elements turned into mist.

Wherever it went, blazing flames rose up, and the rats summoned by the magic flute were swallowed up by the flames and turned into ashes.