The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

As the man fell, the golden sea in the sky that represented death gradually dissipated.

The sun shines on the earth again, and the people among the ruins have smiles on their faces, as if they had survived the disaster.

Even though the war is not over yet, at least they have survived to this moment.

Jiang Liujing also breathed a sigh of relief, a look of fatigue on his face. He had just exhausted all of his magic power. Although this spell was powerful, the cost was proportional. If he was alone, he might end up killing himself.

When I think about it this way, it’s really all thanks to Chi.

But how did he get here so quickly?

Has he absorbed all of that gift?

Jiang Liujing just turned around to ask, but his head felt dizzy.

Seeing him staggering and unable to stand steadily while trying to talk to him, Chi felt both angry and amused. He grabbed his arm with one hand and lifted him up like a doll, whispering, "You should have called me earlier."

As she spoke, she grabbed his hand and injected her magic power into him again.

Jiang Liujing himself had no strength left and simply gave up on maintaining his appearance. Relying on Chi's presence to block him from seeing him, he gave up on himself and used Chi as a pillar to lean on, muttering, "You would have come anyway even if I hadn't asked you."

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If you win, then there will be no law, right?

He wordlessly slapped Jiang Liujing on the butt, successfully earning a young man who stared in astonishment and then jumped up and down, ready to beat him up.

The legion commander saw this scene when he came over with Xing Yue and others, and interrupted the two people's fight with a light cough.

The two turned around, and the legion commander's gaze fell on Jiang Liujing. His expression suddenly softened, and his tone became even more respectful than before, almost as respectful as if he was facing his own king: "This battle is thanks to you. On behalf of the Dawn Empire, I express my sincere gratitude to you."

Jiang Liujing still wanted to save face in front of outsiders, so he regained his dignified demeanor and nodded calmly, saying, "You're welcome. We are allies, and helping you is also helping ourselves. Besides, there are important people of mine here."

The legion commander simply smiled and said, "No matter what, we will always remember this favor. By the way, do you have any suggestions on how to deal with these remaining enemy troops?"

The remaining enemy forces.

Jiang Liujing finally had time to pay attention to the person opposite him.

You won't know until you see it, and you'll be shocked when you see it. The army that originally occupied the plains was so powerful, but only a few tens of them were lost in the battle with them, but Cyrus killed nearly half of them.

The survivors had completely lost their fighting spirit, or rather, their purpose. They had originally been fighting under the auspices of the Divine Cult, but the biggest leader had actually led a rebellion.

This was a devastating blow to the soldiers' morale. At this moment, when they looked at the troops of other cults, their eyes were very strange.

Jiang Liujing didn't say to kill them all. He turned to the legion commander and said, "They don't seem to have the will to fight anymore. It should be the easiest to persuade them to surrender now. As for those who don't cooperate... just kill them."

Several people nodded without objection.

Xing Yue was just about to speak to Jiang Liujing when he suddenly heard a cry of surprise from the side.

Another sudden incident? They all turned their heads instantly, their relaxed bodies tensing up again.

In the center of their sight, the fallen body of Cyrus suddenly slowly crawled up like a rusty machine.

Not dead? Jiang Liujing frowned slightly, and denied his guess again.

No, the moment the spell took effect, the concept of "death" was imposed on Cyrus.

So what’s going on now?

The body that crawled up had its head and arms hanging down as if broken, and its back was arched, looking weird and terrifying.

A creepy "chuckle" came from his throat, and then his skin swelled up, expanding and getting bigger like a balloon. When it reached its maximum size, it exploded with a bang.

The sudden burst of black air was like a dark cloud falling to the ground, but it was even darker and thicker than the dark cloud. Even from a great distance, it made everyone's faces change color.

"What is this?" The legion commander was a little bit incredulous.

As soon as this thing of unknown origin appeared, the humans and mythical beasts present all felt uncomfortable and disgusted, as if it was born to be against all living things.

Jiang Liujing's gaze had already frozen the moment the black fog appeared. Only he knew, and only he had seen, this scene, appearing in his memory countless times.

"Apostle of Disaster."

The source of disaster that was once destroyed and has never been revived in ten thousand years.

Why is it in Cyrus' body?

But there was no time to explore the source, Jiang Liujing said anxiously:

"Burn it! Chi!"

The juvenile body of the Apostle of Disaster will parasitize in the host's body until the host dies, when it will be fully formed and break out of the body.

The most terrifying thing about it is not itself, but the power of its spread. If it is not eliminated here, there will be countless dead zones on the continent again.

Chi attacked without hesitation, transforming into his original form in the wind and releasing his full strength.

Almost at the moment when the crimson giant beast appeared, a dancing sea of ​​fire rose up on the plain, wrapping and trapping the surging black air like a flaming cage from hell.

Burned by the most powerful flame in the world, a painful and piercing scream burst out from the black air, sounding like a baby crying.

Jiang Liujing clenched his fists even tighter. He suspected that this apostle of disaster had even developed thoughts and intelligence.

Just as the black energy was about to be completely annihilated by the sea of ​​fire, suddenly, from outside the sea of ​​fire, the remaining enemy soldiers began to howl in pain. It wasn't just one or two, but hundreds, thousands, of them.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

Human bodies exploded like fireworks, and amid screams, the black mist that emerged from them instantly swallowed up the surrounding people.

When Chi saw this scene, he paused for a second before his horn lit up, and the range of the flames was directly expanded, covering all the black fog areas.

There was a chill in his beastly eyes, filled with murderous intent—even if he had to burn all the people present to death, he would not let the black fog escape.

Jiang Liujing suddenly heard a faint laugh. The timbre of the voice was very similar to Cyrus's, but it was deeper and more evil than Cyrus's.

The voice seemed to be right next to his ear, and said playfully and lightly, "It's late."

——If it can control these people, then there must be others somewhere else.

The Apostle of Disaster is such a creature. When one is discovered, it means that there is at least one more nest nearby.

"Finally, I've been waiting for this day." The voice was full of emotion.

It has been lurking for thousands of years, as the last seed of the abyss, quietly hiding in people of noble status, absorbing his emotions and devouring his strength. Even if it loses the connection and supply from the abyss, it has completed its growth.

However, after it matured, it did not give up Cyrus, its useful host, but instead bewitched him into training a series of subordinates.

Whether it is blood sacrifice or manipulation, those who are cultivated by forbidden techniques and those with unstable minds have become the targets of its sowing.

Until now, it finally no longer has to hide, and it appears before the world openly, bringing the same terror to these fragile and panicked humans as it did ten thousand years ago!