Chapter 409 Descends Just like the sky that is about to rain, the sky that should have been filled with yellow sand and blood is now being gradually occupied by black clouds.
Clouds of black matter appeared out of thin air in various parts of the battlefield, and were then attracted by the black cloud directly above the oasis.
The demons flying in the sky watched in horror what was suddenly happening in front of them and were powerless to stop it, because they didn't know what was happening now, and as for attacking the black mist, even the most brave demon lords didn't act, because their instincts were frantically warning them.
If you get close to that mass of things, you will die, and that's how the demon's instincts warn them, and no demon will doubt his instincts.
The demons who were able to go through a long time from the countless little demons and finally advanced to the next level, their intuition was extremely keen, and such a strong sense of crisis was the first time for them to appear, even when they were by the side of the demon king before, they had never seen such a direct and clear omen of death so clearly.
The black mist, like death itself, was powerless for the demons to resist, and they could only retreat.
Due to Zhao Yannian's action of summoning the god of death, everyone on the entire battlefield stopped fighting and looked up to see what would happen after that black mist.
The dense death qi gathered together, even a few demigods were reluctant to touch it, although the death qi could no longer damage their souls for an existence of their level, but just contaminating the death qi still had great damage to their bodies.
The high concentration of dead qi is like speeding up the passage of time, even if the demigods enter it, their bodies will quickly age and eventually turn into dry bones, although both demons and human powerhouses have a way to reverse the growth of the flesh and rejuvenate themselves, but these secret techniques all require a lot of money to be used lightly.
Therefore, when Zhao Yan began to perform the ritual of summoning Hendrick, no one was willing to stop him.
As for Zhao Yannian's successful summoning, someone who can stop him will naturally appear.
In the expectant or indifferent or hostile gaze of everyone, the summoning ceremony went smoothly, in the previous battle between the giant whale city and the demon, a total of about 300,000 living beings died, although the ability of the demon general Ramer can blast the soul, but it will not let the soul particles disappear out of thin air, so the moving temple of the god of death that Zhao Yannian took out has fully absorbed 300,000 souls belonging to powerful life.
Whether it is a demon or a human living in hell, their souls are much stronger than ordinary humans, a full 300,000 lives is equivalent to the soul of a million humans, and the number of this soul is enough for a god to drive a spatial teleportation.
The spatial teleportation of the god of death does not rely on the power of the soul itself, his spatial teleportation actually uses the ability attached to the god of death, as for these souls, after they entered the mobile temple, they were all marked by the temple with the soul mark exclusive to the god of death Hendrick, such a huge number of souls gathered together, and the soul fluctuations generated by it provided a clear enough coordinate for the god of death far away in the underworld.
"Death Recourse!"
Hendrik, who felt the fluctuations of his soul, relied on the coordinates provided by the soul marker to launch a soul pursuit, and then his body traveled a long distance and descended directly into the mobile temple.
As soon as the old magician wearing a black robe and carrying a sickle appeared, he saw Zhao Yannian, who was looking at his hands in a daze depressedly.
"Blake, is this hell?"
After feeling the power of the law that the world felt completely different, Hendrek asked Zhao Yannian.
"That's right, teacher, I summoned you this time, in addition to the previously agreed death priesthood to occupy hell, I'm afraid you will have to fight the demon king of hell."
Zhao Yannian raised his head and replied to Hendrek, but his expression still looked very depressed.
Zhao Yannian's body has regained into a human body at the moment of Hendryk's appearance, although relying on the favor of the god of death, he will not be harmed by the breath of death, but under the only law of divine power, it is impossible for Zhao Yannian to use the power of the god of death in front of his superiors.
Now this temple is Hendrek's first temple in hell, if Hendrek wants to occupy the power of hell death, then he must ensure that the temple will not be destroyed by others, and wait a minute, Hendrek's appearance will inevitably provoke those demon kings in hell who have obtained the god position, while fighting with the demon king, Hendrek wants to protect the temple, and the only candidate is Zhao Yannian himself.
Although all of this was calculated by Zhao Yannian when he was watching the battle in the airship, but waiting for a while, he had to resist the attack of at least one demigod, which was definitely not something that could make people feel happy.
"I see, your decisions are a bit risky, but that's exactly the way you've always acted, always calculating everything to the extreme, but when it comes to yourself, you always choose the most risky option."
Hendrek patted Zhao Yannian's shoulder with his palm that only had bones left, although he didn't agree with his disciple's risky approach, but he didn't intend to correct his choice, Zhao Yannian has done a lot of great things since he became an adult, and judging from the results, his choice is very correct.
"Teacher, if one day I really die because of the adventure, I will only complain about my luck or regret some unfinished things, but I will definitely not be afraid of death coming."
After Zhao Yannian glanced at his teacher, he said with a confident smile.
"Since that's the case, I won't dissuade you anymore, so let's have a big fight!"
A sinister smile appeared on Hendrek's boneless face, and the Grim Reaper flew out of the temple first.
When the god of death Hendrek flew out of the mobile temple, the god of death used his finger bones to draw a rune that was different from the magic text in the sky above the temple, and Zhao Yannian, who followed the god of death to leave the temple, understood that it was the divine language used by the gods, as for the meaning of the words, he was in different stages of power and could not recognize the words that directly pointed to the original meaning of the law.
As Hendrek finished drawing the Divine Language, the death breath centered on the mobile temple began to be quickly sucked into the mobile temple, and the souls that were originally kept in the death temple were quickly transformed into an evil spirit-like existence after absorbing the death qi.
And when Zhao Yannian saw this, he naturally understood that this was Hendrek leaving him a boost, otherwise when Hendrek began to seize the priesthood, with Zhao Yannian's strength alone, I am afraid that he would not be able to resist the crazy attack of hundreds of thousands of demons.
"Are you ready?
I'm going to get started!
In the black mist, Hendrek asked, holding a scythe that was even bigger than Zhao Yannian's Death Scythe in both hands.
"Teacher, it's time to go!"
Zhao Yannian sat on the Valkyrie, which had been temporarily assembled, and replied to Hendrek.
"Don't die, if you die, those wives of yours will be widows for 16 years, hahahaha."
Hendrek smiled a little maliciously, and slashed into the air with the huge scythe in his hand, and then the space in front of him was cut open by the scythe for a two-meter-long wound.
However, behind the spatial wound, it is not the subspace or the shadow plane that Zhao Yannian has seen, in the space that Hendrek opened, the images revealed are not explained by Zhao Yannian at all, just like Zhao Yannian used the charm field to modify the cognition of others, at this moment Zhao Yannian's cognition is seriously insufficient, and there seems to be countless knowledge in that space being removed outward, but no matter how Zhao Yannian distinguishes, he can't get any benefit from those seemingly non-existent knowledge.
Even the torrent of memories brought to him by the Heavenly Demon did not make Zhao Yannian unable to distinguish the meaning of those information like this time, when Zhao Yannian looked at the crack in a daze, he suddenly trembled, shivered and woke up, as he looked away from the crack, there was only one word left in his mind about the information in that crack, the law, and this already explained what was in that crack.
Hendrek opened the law of hell with the help of divine power, and in order to obtain the priesthood of the power of death, Hendrek must go there to obtain the recognition of the will of hell, and ordinary mortals who enter there will directly be shattered by the information of the law, so in the land of law, the only one who can stop Hendrek is the Hell Demon King, who is also a god.
After opening the door to the Land of Law, Hendrek entered the Land of Law without delay, and when he entered the Land of Law, Berliel and Levi Anson, who were also the Demon Kings of Hell, had a sense.
However, the two Demon Kings did not immediately go to the Land of Law to stop Hendrek's actions, because the first thing they wanted to know was what was going on in the Endless Desert.
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The dark clouds in the sky of the oasis had been absorbed by the Temple of Death, and while the demons were hesitating to start attacking, on either side of the battlefield, two spatial portals were opened almost simultaneously.
A man with a handsome face and black wings behind him flew out of the spatial passage, while a dragon-headed demon with sharp teeth and fine shining scales also walked out of the spatial passage on the other side.
As soon as the two powerful demons appeared, all the brilliance of the entire battlefield was taken away by them, and all the demons, even the demon general Sburnark, who was still angrily scolding Zhao Yannian just now, gave up the skeletal restraint of resisting the scythe of death, and bowed down to the dragon-headed demon in the distance.
"Someone wants to gain the power of death."
The dragon-headed demon said with a displeased expression on the black-winged man opposite.
"Anyway, which power doesn't belong to me, and I don't care who gets it, but my brother, what do you want to do when your army appears here?"
The black-winged man stared into the eyes of the demon on the other side and asked maliciously.