The King of Swords was the sixth God Slayer in the world, and also the youngest God Slayer at present. He was the king who ruled the world.
After Savatore defeated the God of Disobedience and became a Godslayer, almost all the Magic Associations in Southern Europe pledged their loyalty to him.
And this God Slayer was usually swift and decisive. To put it bluntly, he did whatever he wanted.
Some time ago, after hearing the news of the God of Disobedience appearing in South Africa, he rushed to Africa without stopping.
Of course, if there was obedience, there would be resistance.
Not everyone liked the Godslayer.
Especially in this land where witches and religions were rampant in the Middle Ages.
"The possibility of the God of Disobedience descending in Milan is very high, so I feel that further information is urgently needed.”
Erika volunteered.
" You're my treasure and the genius child of the association. Although you're right, you don't have the experience of facing the God of Disobedience.”
Paul said it tactfully. He didn't want to put Erika in danger.
After all, only a god slayer could deal with a disobedient god. No matter how strong mortals were, they were just cannon fodder.
"You're right, but it's precisely because the God of Disobedience hasn't appeared yet that we need to accumulate some experience, right?”
said Erika confidently.
"I'm not conceited enough to want to kill the gods, but I still have the idea of stopping or sealing them.”
" Alright, although I don't know if this is courage or foolishness, everything will be completely understood when you face the God of Disobedience. I hope you can return safely.”
Paul nodded.
"I will also make the corresponding preparations.”
"I know, Uncle. Elektra Brauntree won't die so easily.”
The mischievous smile on his face made Paul laugh as well. His niece was really troublesome.
The last time Paul saw Erika today was at nine o'clock in the morning.
After that, they completely lost contact.
.........
Ling Yun rushed about under the night sky.
The black-haired young man followed the evil and chaotic will in his mind and came to the outskirts of Milan alone.
There was no one here. An unknown God of Disobedience had once descended here, turning this area into a wasteland and a forbidden zone for humans.
In the myths, the gods were described as kind or benevolent. After breaking free from the shackles of the myths and descending to reality, their personalities were absolutely different from the myths.
Even if the God of Disobedience didn't do anything after he descended, his divinity would affect the people and things around him.
A God of Disobedience with a Fire Godhead would turn the nearby area into scorched earth.
The god in charge of farming would make all things grow rice ears and even cause the local civilization to degenerate into the agricultural stone age.
In short, the descent of the disobedient god was a disaster for both humans and nature.
Time returned to the present.
Because of the Holy Spear, Ling Yun was extremely sensitive to evil energy.
However, he had almost circled the wasteland. Other than being almost bitten by a snake, he saw nothing. Nothing happened.
"This is impossible."
Ling Yun didn't believe that his perception would be wrong.
"Could it be because of the barrier?"
The effects of the enchantments created by curses were all strange.
It was the most common way to conceal one's five senses.
Ling Yun tried a simple curse-breaking technique, but it didn't work.
"Let's try using the holy spear."
The holy spear that killed the Son of God, Jesus, theoretically had the ability to break all spells.
"Buzz!"
As expected!
When Ling Yun used the tip of his spear to poke at the place with the strongest perception, ripples appeared. A desolate mountain range appeared in front of him.
There was a deep cave less than three meters away from Ling Yun.
"There is indeed something fishy."
With the breaking of the barrier, the thick evil aura began to spread outwards, making Ling Yun feel a little nauseous.
However, he was a transmigrator after all, and he still had the Book of the Witch and the God Destroyer Tool. He would not retreat just because he was afraid.
Moreover, there was a voice in his subconscious that seemed to be warning him.
If he left just like that, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.
“......”
.........
It was damp, dark, and cold.
This was what she felt when she woke up from her coma.
The ground beneath her was uneven and not as soft as the bed at home.
The golden-haired girl wanted to stand up, but she found that her limbs were tightly tied up. Even her mouth was covered with a rag. Only her eyes could be opened.
Erika hurriedly checked her status.
His clothes were still there. There were no signs of them being taken off or torn, and there was no discomfort on his body.
She was relieved that she was fine.
He carefully recalled what had happened today.
He followed the clues step by step to track down the cultists who had sneaked into Milan. When he was about to investigate further, he fell into the other party's trap.
"I didn't expect that I would have such a miserable day.”
After a few seconds of self-mockery, she was surprised to find that the group of black-robed men who had caught her were surrounding an altar, mumbling something.
The air was filled with an uncomfortable curse.
Suddenly, she saw the corpses in the center of the altar and widened her eyes.
Could it be…They were going to hold a ritual to summon the God of Disobedience?
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