Chapter 0839: Haunted
After hearing that there might be another master of infusion in this world, King Sheshen decided to train a personal assistant. The first candidate he thought of was a half-demon boy.
The boy was named Tuoxuan. After a series of tests, he stood out among tens of thousands of royal children. His demon pill was already very powerful, but it was far from enough to deal with the master of infusion. King Sheshen was unwilling to share the spirit pill. It was extremely difficult to train a powerful helper in a short time. The Taoist hermit of Sheshen Kingdom came up with an idea: "If the true illusion comes from Zuo Liuying, the magic he is good at must be within the scope of the Taoist tradition. There are some magics that he dare not and will not do, but the demon clan can do it."
So, countless gold souls, silver souls, rare steel and precious demon weapons - there are ten Izumo horns alone, and as many as a hundred Great Demon Pills - were thrown into the furnace, and a unique set of armor was forged by magic and fire. It was not worn on the body, but directly fused with the bones and became a part of Tuoxuan.
Even the Sheshen Kingdom, which had already seized half of the world, only had enough materials in the royal treasury to make a set of bone armor.
The Taoist hermit borrowed the method of the demon clan and made Tuoxuan into a living magic weapon, but the cost was higher and the means were more complicated, and then he was injected with spells that the Taoists dared not and would not cast.
"Tuoxuan!" The Sheshen King shouted, and a large number of tentacles grew on his body, tightly grasping the blue light. Since the other party had delivered it to his door, it was just what he wanted.
A half-demon boy walked out of the pupil of the Sheshen King's left eye. He had a normal body and looked like a bug ready to fly out. Tuoxuan was facing Mu Xingqiu with a cold look.
Mu Xingqiu also looked at the half-demon and saw something familiar in the other's eyes.
"Zuo Liuying can actually dissolve spells, which is amazing, but did he expect this trick?" The Sheshen King recognized that the true illusion belonged to Zuo Liuying.
The half-demon boy Tuo began to cast a spell. This was a unique spell. Not many people in the Taoist sect knew it, and the rules were strict, not allowing anyone to go beyond the rules. There were similar scattered methods among casual cultivators and sorcerers. A small number of humans and demons secretly broke through that boundary, and they were all regarded as unforgivable evildoers.
The reverse spell was ineffective against it.
A faint gloomy wind swept past, and Mu Xingqiu was shocked, "The art of binding souls."
Even if Tuoxuan became a living magic weapon, his strength could not surpass that of a half-demon, let alone a strong man in the realm of infusion. The Taoist hermits - not one, but several - injected him with modified Lantern and Candle spells, adding a lot of evil methods, thus breaking through the boundaries of the Lantern and Candle spells for the soul, and Tuoxuan could attract the souls of living people.
Tuoxuan's soul-binding technique was far less sophisticated and profound than that of the Lantern and Candle, and he could not get the power of the soul. He could only suck out the soul and kill the target.
"To be honest, I hesitated." The huge face of the She Shen Wang showed a confident smile, "The hermits told me that the soul-binding technique is different from others. It will hurt the caster's own soul, so a strict boundary must be drawn. I asked them, what if I don't care about this kind of damage? The hermits then made such a magic weapon for me with confidence. No matter what magic Zuo Liuying taught you, it can't stop him."
Tuo Xuan had a blank expression. He was not dead. He still had his own memories and emotions in his mind, but he was still willing to sacrifice for the She Shen Wang. This was the education he received since birth, and it had long become his dream and pursuit.
The soul was trembling, bringing a slight dizziness. This was the first time he performed the complete soul-binding technique. He had only made simple attempts before. Such a precious living magic weapon, the She Shen Wang did not want to waste it too early. The hermits reminded him that Tuo Xuan could only cast the spell three times at most, and he would perish with the target.
The feeling of soul injury was so slight. Tuoxuan's will became stronger. He stared at Mu Xingqiu. At first, he was a little skeptical. Would there be a soul in Zhenhuan? The hermit who had seen Mu Xingqiu gave a positive answer, but Tuoxuan had always been a little skeptical. Now he was relieved. Zhenhuan not only had a soul, but also a very powerful soul.
Tuoxuan had sucked the soul of a person who died seven days ago before. It had the least effect on his soul. He felt very relaxed, just like sucking in a puff of smoke. Unfortunately, he couldn't keep these souls, let alone activate the power in the soul. Compared with the dead soul, Zhenhuan's soul was extremely solid, as if it grew on the ground.
Tuoxuan believed that he could suck this soul. The most obvious evidence was that his own soul was dizzy.
Mu Xingqiu also felt dizzy. He knew more about the art of soul than most Taoists, so he knew very well that his soul was indeed not so stable. Once separated from the real and illusory body, no one could save him. The best situation was that he would stay in the magic weapon forever like Fangfang's soul.
Mu Xingqiu's dizziness was more serious than Tuo Xuan's, because the real and illusory body was not his original body, and because he had experienced the method of re-annihilation, his soul had been shaken since then.
The two eyes of the King of Sacrifice opened wider and wider, and fire almost burst out from his pupils. Although he did not know the soul technique, he could see deeper than Tuo Xuan, "You shouldn't have come out so early, Zuo Liuying made a mistake. . It's really strange that his true fantasy can't be as ruthless as him. Why do you want to save a group of humans who are destined to die? The world has changed, and there will always be some victims, just like the alien beasts in the past, who ruled the world for many years. The demons and Taoism lasted longer, and finally perished, leaving only a few stupid survivors. Humans, like the demons, are weak. The most powerful force is reproduction. There is no need to sympathize with them or protect them, as long as they are weak. There is still a group left in the corner, and they will flourish sooner or later. This is just like the crops in the field, fertilize when it is time to fertilize, and harvest when it is time to harvest..."
The King of Sacrifice suddenly noticed some itching on his feet. He looked down and was surprised to see a group of humans, quite large in number, almost two to three hundred, who were hacking at his shoes with weapons like embroidery needles in their hands. The demon was wearing a pair of soft shoes, which were very thin and could not block swords and guns. However, the skin and flesh of the King of Sacrifice were as hard as rocks, and many weapons were broken by the impact.
Shen Xiuming recognized the huge body entangled with Mu Xingqiu, "It was him who burned down the imperial capital and killed more than half a million people, that's him!"
Shen Xiuming shouted, the spear broke, but he still stabbed relentlessly.
Queen Xun and her guards were shooting arrows at the demon body. Her strength was very small, and the arrows she shot could not even penetrate the thin soft shoes, but she refused to give up. She bent her bow and arrows, and used all her strength to shoot every arrow.
Queen Xun's flag is attracting more and more human soldiers to gather around. Everyone knows that their strength is weak, but they still rush forward to attack regardless of their own safety.
King Sacrifice's legs were bound by the blue light and he was unable to fight back. He did not want to waste energy on a group of stupid humans. He sneered and shouted to the entire battlefield: "Monsters, open your eyes and move your arms." Legs and feet, come and protect your king, this is your only value!”
The thunderous sound made the ground tremble slightly. The demon soldiers who were fighting humans looked at the half-demon king in horror. Instead of running over, they stepped back step by step. A few demon soldiers made gestures, but when they saw their companions In response, he immediately retracted his steps. In order to cover up his disobedience, the demon soldiers fought harder, but refused to make a fatal blow, fearing that they would have to protect the King of Sacrifice if they had no target.
The physical sacrifice has been interrupted, and the demon tribe also wants to save its life. No matter how insignificant this life is in the eyes of the King of Sacrifice, the owner still cherishes it extremely.
"Betrayal! Shameless betrayal!" King Saishen was filled with unprecedented anger. He did not need the protection of these demon soldiers, but the order was not carried out, which made him very embarrassed.
The demon's body expanded again, and countless tentacles held the blue light tighter. He had to deal with the biggest threat first before he could free his hands to punish the demon traitors.
The King of Sacrifice became more and more ferocious and terrifying. A large number of human soldiers were still carrying out hopeless attacks, but the demon soldiers retreated farther and farther away, and even began to escape from the battlefield. They hated humans, but did not want to return to the physical sacrifice.
Along with the roar, a strong wind blew out from the mouth of the King of Sacrifice. Mu Xingqiu swayed unsteadily, but his dizziness was slightly relieved. He could not just have his soul sucked away. Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao in the demon body, the heavy weight on the ground Xiuming, Queen Xun, and countless human soldiers all need his protection.
Just at this moment, a big black bird flew over, rushed through the strong wind blown by King Sheshen, and arrived in front of his left eye. It used its only remaining claw to claw hard at Tuoxuan.
Black Phoenix can't cast spells either, but its claws are still sharp.
Tuoxuan, who was sucking souls with all his strength, could not resist the grasp. Several deep scars appeared on his face. He screamed in pain and staggered back to the depths of his eyes.
The King of Sacrifice opened his mouth and bit the black phoenix, feeling even more angry because the one who attacked him was actually a demon.
Mu Xingqiu's soul returned and he was finally able to cast spells normally, but he had to kill the enemy with one move in order to protect everyone inside and outside the demon body. The eighth level of illusion alone was not enough. He had only one choice.
He chose to believe Xin Youtao.
He roughly guessed Xin Youtao's plan, but he didn't know the details yet, but he believed that Xin Youtao would never die in vain.
A smoky natural spell penetrated the rock-like demon body. The spell was too weak to cause any real damage to the King of Sacrifice. Mu Xingqiu used this spell to wrap Xiao Qingtao and gave her three words: "I'm coming."
The smoke spell continued to move forward, wrapping Xin Youtao again and transmitting the same three words.
The King of Sacrifice was angrily dealing with the black phoenix. He felt what was happening in the demon's body, but he didn't particularly care.
Xin Youtao and Xiao Qingtao both recognized the voice and were surprised and happy, but they couldn't turn around to confirm it yet.
In the envelope of smoke, Xin Youtao's fingers moved slightly and he could use the talisman in his hand, but his plan changed. He thought that he might not have to die.
Mu Xingqiu gradually withdrew the counter-spells around him, and said to Xin Youtao at the last moment: "That's it."
The talisman and the illusion were released at the same time, and the King of Sacrifice broke away from the blue light at the same moment. Thick black smoke came out of his body. He raised one foot and stepped on the tiny human on the ground.