On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Half an hour later.

Southeast of Novobatavia, an abandoned mine.

Lin Zhen stood before a huge altar, his brows slightly furrowed.

The altar was octagonal, with a three-zhang-tall stone pillar standing at each corner. The surface of the pillars was densely covered with twisted runes, which gleamed with an eerie dark red luster under the moonlight.

In the center of the altar was a bottomless pit filled with bones.

A rough estimate suggests there are at least a thousand.

"Your Highness, we have discovered seven more similar altars in the vicinity." Yue Fei walked over, his face grim. "The base of each altar is the same."

Lin Zhen didn't speak, but raised his hand and made a few strokes in the air.

A golden light curtain appeared, illuminating the entire structure of the altar clearly.

Murong Yan stood beside him, her phoenix eyes fixed on the runes on the light screen, and said softly, "These runes... are extracting the souls of the dead."

"Not only that." Lin Zhen pointed to a spot on the light screen. "Look here, these runes form a teleportation array."

"A teleportation array?" Murong Yan was taken aback.

“The Nihilistic Party is using these altars to teleport the collected souls to somewhere.” Lin Zhen’s voice was cold. “And the scale of this teleportation array… I’m afraid the entire Southeast Asia is filled with these things.”

Yue Fei gasped: "Does Your Highness mean that the Nihilists have built these altars all over Southeast Asia?"

"It's pretty much true." Lin Zhen put away the light screen and turned to look into the distance. "The god they're talking about, when he descends, probably needs these souls as sacrifices."

Murong Yan's expression changed slightly: "That would require so many people..."

“At least a million.” Lin Zhen’s voice was cold. “The Nihilistic Party has been operating in Southeast Asia for so many years, the number of people who have died at their hands will only be more.”

Yue Fei clenched his fists, veins bulging.

He had witnessed countless cruel scenes throughout his military career, but this heinous act still enraged him.

"Your Highness, this humble general requests permission to immediately lead the army to destroy all the altars in the South Seas!"

"No rush." ​​Lin Zhen waved his hand. "Since these altars are teleportation arrays, it means there is a receiving point on the other end."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes: "I want to see exactly where the Nihilistic Party's stronghold is."

As soon as he finished speaking, the altar suddenly began to shake.

The runes on the stone pillars began to glow, the dark red light growing brighter and brighter until it finally coalesced into a pillar of light that shot into the sky.

A huge phantom appeared within the pillar of light.

It was a humanoid creature dressed in a black robe, its face obscured, with only a pair of scarlet eyes visible.

"Lin Zhen."

The phantom spoke, its voice hoarse and shrill, as if countless people were speaking at the same time.

“You destroyed our stronghold, killed our people, and now you’ve found the altar.”

"It seems you are smarter than we thought."

Lin Zhen looked up at the illusory figure, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Smart? I just think you're incredibly stupid."

"Collecting souls using such crude methods, and you think you've done something flawless?"

The phantom was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

The laughter was extremely eerie, sending chills down the spines of everyone present.

"Stupid? Maybe."

"But you will soon find out that our plan is complete."

"These altars are just appetizers."

"A real feast..."

The phantom's voice suddenly turned fervent: "It's about to begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the altar began to shake violently.

The runes on those stone pillars began to crack, and countless black wisps of mist poured out from the cracks.

The mist condensed in the air, transforming into distorted human figures.

The humanoid figures had no facial features, only a pair of scarlet eyes, and emitted a piercing shriek as they pounced on Lin Zhen and the others.

"Protect the prince!"

At Yue Fei's command, the soldiers of the Zhenyuan Fleet immediately formed ranks and fired their muskets in unison.

bang bang bang-

A barrage of gunfire rang out, bullets piercing through the shadowy figures without causing any damage.

Those black images had no physical form, and the bullets passed right through them.

"It's useless," the phantom's voice rang out again. "These are soul entities; physical attacks are ineffective against them."

"Yeah?"

Lin Zhen raised his hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

The golden light flourishes.

Before the dark figures even got close, they let out a mournful howl amidst the golden light and instantly vanished into nothingness.

The phantom was clearly surprised that Lin Zhen could deal with these soul entities so easily, and a hint of shock flashed in its scarlet eyes.

"You...how could you..."

"I've said it before, your methods are too crude," Lin Zhen said calmly. "A soul of this level isn't even enough to warm me up."

He raised his hand, and a wisp of golden light condensed at his fingertips.

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish."

The golden light transformed into a stream of light, shooting directly at the illusory figure.

The phantom tried to dodge, but found that it couldn't move at all.

The golden light pierced through the phantom's chest, pinning it to the air.

"what--"

The phantom let out a scream as its body began to disintegrate.

"Impossible... How could you..."

"Nothing is impossible," Lin Zhen said coldly. "I'm just too lazy to play with you."

He clenched his fists.

The phantom exploded completely, turning into a sky full of black mist.

Before the black mist could dissipate, it was drawn into Lin Zhen's palm by an invisible force.

He opened his palm, and a black crystal the size of a thumb lay quietly in his hand.

"It's this thing again."

Murong Yan walked over, looked at the crystal, and frowned slightly: "These nihilists use crystals like this to anchor their souls?"

"It should be." Lin Zhen put the crystal away. "However, the quality of this crystal is much higher than that of the Archbishop's."

"It seems that guy from earlier held a fairly high position within the Nihilistic Party."

Yue Fei walked over, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Your Highness, the altar has stopped operating."

Lin Zhen nodded, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding stone pillars.

"Blow all of these things up, don't leave a single stone behind."

"Yes!"

Yue Fei immediately gave the order, and the soldiers began to place explosives around the altar.

Lin Zhen took Murong Yan's hand and turned to leave.

As they left the mine, Murong Yan suddenly spoke up: "Husband, what do you mean by saying the Nihilistic Party's plan is complete?"

Lin Zhen remained silent for a moment.

"If I'm not mistaken, they are collecting these souls in order to resurrect something."

"Resurrected?" Murong Yan was taken aback.

"Hmm." Lin Zhen's voice was very low. "And that thing is probably not simple."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud bang came from afar.

The altar was blown to pieces.

But at the very moment of the explosion, a black beam of light shot up from the ruins and into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the sky over the entire Southeast Asia darkened.

Countless black beams of light rose from all directions, converging in the air to form a massive magic array.

In the center of the magic circle, a blurry figure slowly emerged.

The figure became clearer and clearer, eventually transforming into a giant hundreds of feet tall.

The giant was entirely black, with countless chains wrapped around his body, each chain engraved with runes.

It opened its eyes.

Those were eyes devoid of any emotion, as cold as an abyss.

"Finally... I'm free..."

The giant's voice echoed throughout the South Seas, and everyone felt a fear that came from the depths of their souls.

Lin Zhen looked up at the giant, his eyes serious.

"Is this what the Nihilists want to revive?"

Murong Yan gripped his hand tightly, her voice trembling slightly: "Husband, this thing... is so powerful."

“Indeed very strong.” Lin Zhen took a deep breath, “but not enough to make this king back down.”

He released Murong Yan's hand and slowly walked forward.

"Yan'er, step back first."

"Husband..."

"Listen to me." Lin Zhen turned to look at her, his eyes gentle. "Leave this to me to handle."

Murong Yan bit her lip, but ultimately retreated to a safe distance.

Lin Zhen turned around and looked at the giant.

"The Nihilists went to great lengths to revive you, so you must be quite powerful, right?"

The giant looked down at Lin Zhen, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Ants."

It raised its hand and slapped Lin Zhen down.

Before that palm strike even landed, the terrifying pressure caused the entire earth to begin to crack.

Lin Zhen stood still, without dodging.

He raised his hand, his five fingers loosely clenched.

The golden light flourishes.

next second.

The colossal hand, capable of blotting out the sky, stopped ten feet away from Lin Zhen.