The second person who traveled through time and space and became a pig

The news that the Dwarf Empire was defeated by humans in the border area spread quickly throughout the entire continent, and the capital of the Dwarf Empire was shrouded in dark clouds. No one expected that the two countries would join forces to deal with a weak human country, the Longwei Empire, but the first node of the war would be the Dwarf Empire's first defeat.

In comparison, when the news reached the capital of the Longwei Empire, the entire human capital cheered in the streets. The enthusiastic people got detailed news about the war from somewhere. The empire, which was originally somewhat loose, was finally united this time. The war brought the cohesion of the entire nation together.

As the most capable intelligence chief under Tian Ye at the time, Levin has been secretly stationed in the capital, building Tian Ye's intelligence network here.

With Tian Ye's strong support, before the news of the Human Empire's victory reached the capital, Levin passed the news back to the High Priest in the rear.

"Lord Levin has received a secret message again"

In a secret room, after passing through two secret checkpoints, a human walked into the secret room from outside.

"Seventh Brother, how many times have I told you to stay calm? Stay calm. We are eavesdroppers. How can we shout like that?"

Levin immediately scolded him, saying that Old Seven was good in everything and did his job very well, but he just had some things on his mind. Once he got any news, he had to tell Levin, otherwise he would not be able to sleep or eat well all day.

"Sir, this incident is very strange, so I came to report to you as soon as possible."

The seventh brother came up to Levin and said seriously.

"Tell me what's going on!"

Looking at his men with anxious faces, Levin shook his head slightly and said.

"A male servant in the palace passed a piece of news from the palace, and this news was very secretive. Only he saw it, so he had no choice but to sell it to others."

Lao Qi looked around like a thief. Although this was a secret room, an eavesdropper had to be aware of this.

"It's safe here. Speak quickly. Don't waste time. Once you've finished speaking, go do other things."

Levin knew his subordinate's character very well. He was impetuous, but the best thing about him was his incomparable loyalty. He used his body to block the knife for Levin several times, which was enough to show his loyalty to Levin. This was a necessary condition for a spy. Everything else could be tolerated, or within the tolerable range. Lao Qi was mainly responsible for receiving all kinds of intelligence and then passing it to me, Levin, to avoid any major mistakes.

"This news is so important! The male servant said that one day when Kaidehong was about to arrive in the capital, a mysterious and terrifying black gas suddenly gushed out from the palace. That kind of creepy feeling has never been seen in the entire palace. However, this black gas quickly disappeared without a trace. The person who said this was true and there was no falsehood at all.

"Black gas? What kind of black gas is it? Describe it in detail!"

After hearing what Lao Qi said, Levin immediately became very interested and kept asking questions.

He seemed to be full of curiosity and desire to explore this strange phenomenon, eager to know more details and background about this mysterious black gas.

"He didn't see anything specifically, but he felt a terrifying presence for a few seconds. If it weren't for the fact that many of the guards from Kaidehong's attack on the imperial palace in the capital were conscripted to defend the city gates, he wouldn't have been able to sneak out and sell this news to us," said Old Seven seriously.

"The feeling of black air and death, why does it seem like something terrible is about to happen?"

Suddenly Levin may have thought of something, and his eyes were filled with shock.

"Could it be dark magic?" Once this thought came into Levin's heart, it was like a surging wave that could not calm down for a long time. When he was a child, he once saw a death wizard.

It was a stormy day. An old man in the east end of the village died, and everyone went to help. Levin, who was also only eight or nine years old, was among them. However, when the funeral was halfway through, a man in a black robe appeared.

The man in black robe was the old man’s son. The old man had only this one son, a teenager who left home because his family was too poor and he couldn’t find enough food.

The man rushed back on the day of the old man's funeral. After taking off his hood, his face was full of horror, which shocked everyone. But this was not the most shocking thing. The most shocking thing was what he did next.

The man did not mourn his father in pain. Instead, he stretched out his hand and cast a magic. After a black gas was injected into his father's body, his father was miraculously resurrected.

However, his resurrected father was not like a normal person, but like a walking corpse, following him silently.

All the people in the question were frightened out of their wits and fled from here.

The man walked directly out of the village with his resurrected father. When he reached the entrance of the village, he was stopped by a priest. At that time, the Temple of Light had clergymen ranging from the first to the third level in every village.

Ordinary clergy are priests. Although they cannot cure all diseases, their magical powers can indeed bring comfort to the sick or injured.

"Since the deceased is dead, we should stop controlling his soul. This is disrespectful to the deceased. He should be buried in peace," the old pastor said tremblingly.

"Disrespect for the dead? Should the living endure all kinds of pain? My father struggled on the line between life and death his entire life, and no one helped him. And you clergymen do nothing but enjoy the treatment of the state. People are born unequal, so how can we talk about respect or disrespect?"

The young man seemed to have heard something that made him very angry, and he was roaring loudly.

"We are also serving the public. I have also treated your father before, but his illness was caused by overwork. There is nothing I can do for him."

Again the priest tried to explain himself.

"Haha, if you hadn't collected a lot of taxes, would we ordinary people have to live so hard? I planted ten acres of land, but eight and a half acres had to be turned over. What kind of system is this? What kind of life is this? I work hard for a year, but I can't even have a full meal. I can't even support my only son. What's the meaning of living?"

The old man's words of advice sound so harsh to the young man's ears.

"Don't dwell on these things. Most people are like this. All living people have to work hard for their own survival. There is nothing to criticize about this, and there is nothing to be upset about."

The old pastor was still comforting.

"I don't want to live like this, and I don't want to live like my father. I want to change everything. Hahaha. My father, I want him to live, so he lives. He does whatever I want him to do. It's like I have the ability to do so. If I want everyone in the village, the town, or even the Holy Light City to become like my father, it's not impossible."

As he spoke, the man began to laugh strangely.

"You can't do that. You can't decide the fate of others. The fate of others is in their own hands. Although it is hard, it is their freedom."

The young man's face seemed a little frightening in the old pastor's eyes.

He was relatively familiar with dark magicians. Ever since he became a clergyman, he had been constantly learning light magic. Of course, the main enemy of light magic was dark magic. Similarly, they also learned the various habits and temperaments of dark magicians in order to understand the enemy and increase their chances of defeating others.

"Haha, the strong can definitely decide the fate of the weak, this is beyond doubt. Take His Holiness the Pope for example, how many people serve him, how many girls want to climb up to the Pope's window? How many soldiers want to clean the Pope's boots? Don't those who want to clean the Pope's boots want freedom? They do, but they can only achieve relative freedom by relying on the strong. Since my father is dead, I have the right to give him a new life. This is also the treatment I deserve as a strong man, or I have the ability to decide the fate of others."

What the young man said seemed to make sense, but upon closer inspection it was also very overbearing.

"This is dark magic, which is not recognized by the public. You can't do this, and I won't let you do this. I will not allow you to slander the great Pope," the old priest said firmly and calmly.

"Can you stop me? With your status as a first-level priest, hahaha. Even if a third-level priest comes, he can't stop me. Since you want to do this, don't blame me for being rude!" said the dark magician arrogantly.

The dark magician never followed any rules. Since the other party would not let him go, he had no choice but to take action. As soon as he thought about it, his father's body behind him rushed towards the old man like a monkey that suddenly exploded.

Although the old man has a deep-rooted hostility towards dark magicians, he is a priest after all, and there is still kindness in his heart.

When the young man, the dark magician, attacked, he was not prepared in advance. However, at this time, the puppet father of the dark magician had already pounced on him like a tiger.

In an instant, the wind swept away the clouds, and the sand and rocks flew. The puppet father was extremely fast, as fast as lightning.

It came straight at the old man with a fierce momentum. The old man widened his eyes and groaned inwardly. He realized that he had underestimated the opponent's strength, and it was too late to dodge now.

Seeing the puppet father getting closer and closer, the old man's heartbeat accelerated rapidly. He knew that if he was hit by this puppet, the consequences would be disastrous. But he did not give up resistance, but quickly concentrated his mind and prepared to cast his own defensive magic. However, time was running out. Could he successfully withstand this attack?

At this critical moment, the old man's eyes became firm. He took a deep breath and chanted an ancient spell. As the spell sounded, a layer of faint light emerged from his body, forming a transparent halo.

The puppet's fist hit the shield heavily, making a dull sound. The huge impact force made the old man step back several steps, but he managed to block the attack. However, his face turned pale, obviously under great pressure.

Seeing this, the dark magician raised his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile. He didn't expect that the old man had such a strong defense, but this couldn't change the outcome. He waved his fingers again, controlling the puppet father to launch a more violent attack.

The grinning puppet father obeyed his son's command like a monster and ran towards the pastor.

The distance between them was not far, and the old pastor had almost no time to react. The young man's father pounced on the pastor and opened his mouth wide, trying to bite the pastor's body.

The priest, who had been a little shocked just now, finally came to his senses, and a soft light immediately emerged from his body. Although it was not too strong, the young man's puppet father seemed to have touched a red-hot iron. He quickly moved his hand away, and a burst of white smoke came out of his hand. The puppet, who had just died not long ago, grinned angrily to express his dissatisfaction, but when he saw the soft white light, he didn't dare to take another step forward.

"I didn't expect that a first-level priest like you has this ability. Although the holy light protection is very weak, it is not something that a new puppet like me can attack. Try this trick again. I want to see how long you can resist it."

The young dark magician slightly opened his lips, and a thick black gas gushed out. Then, a skeleton that had been buried for who knows how long and some creature's bones were strangely fused together with its claws and fangs bared, and then it rushed towards the old priest.

In the bushes in the distance, a dozen children were watching this scene, including Levin.

The terrifying, shivering black air felt like it came from hell. All the children couldn't help but tremble, and their eyes showed expressions of terror.

Levin still remembers it vividly. He was the only one who was staring at what was happening across from him, while the other children either ran away or cried out in fear, sitting on the ground, turning away or covering their eyes.

It is not known whether the dark magician noticed Levin and the others, but even if he did, he did not care about him. Since he appeared in the crowd and used dark magic, he was not afraid of letting others know.

"You dare to use this dark magic in Holy Light Ridge and Longwei Empire. Aren't you afraid of being exiled to that wild continent?"

The holy light on his body flickered, indicating that maintaining this holy light was quite strenuous for the old man.

"Don't use Holy Light Ridge and Dragon Power Empire to scare me. They pose no threat to me at all. Since I have joined the ranks of dark magicians, all righteous people, all countries, and all organizations are like ants in front of me and cannot bring me any sense of danger. I am a city-state and a lord. I can serve one person or ten thousand people."

As if possessed by a demon, the man frantically pushed the dark magic in his body toward the ground. More creatures on the ground rushed out madly from the ground and rushed towards the old priest who was full of holy light.