Weird Wizarding World Chapter 83

   Chapter 83 The Flame of Vengeance

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  Crack!

  In the Thorn Thorn block, the invisible scarlet figure broke free from the shackles, and under his tremendous strength, invisible fragments seemed to peel off around his body.

  'This is the power of the great Lord of Flesh and Thorns! '

   After breaking free from the shackles, Oman looked at his now unrecognizable body, and silently praised in his heart.

   He looked up at the huge shield gradually rising from the wizard's collar in the distance, but he didn't rush to pursue it.

   Instead, he withdrew his gaze and turned his head to look around.

   After a while, his mind moved.

  Invisible scarlet mist overflowed from him and swept in all directions like tentacles.

   "My Lord's faithful believers..." he said in a low voice,

   "Come to me. I will lead you to the glory of the Lord."

   As his voice sounded, the eyes of the surviving Flesh Thorns believers and fallen gang members were gradually shrouded in scarlet.

   They changed directions one after another, and came to Oman frantically, to be baptized by the invisible scarlet mist like tentacles!

  The flesh and blood of the cultists tumbled and twisted like living creatures, the wizards of those gangs, the magic in their bodies boiled violently, and then disappeared!

   was replaced by a deep black-red mist.

   "Mad!" In the far lane, Ted, the leader of the Chiwen Gang, looked at the scene and scolded.

   He didn't expect Oman to be so crazy!

   This way, no matter what the final result is... But one of these people counts as one, and in the end, they don't even want to enter the kingdom of God.

   will only become fuel for the power of the Lord of Flesh and Thorns!

   He withdrew his gaze, discerned the direction, and prepared to take the opportunity to flee quickly.

   Along the street and turning the corner, he was like a drop of water into the sea, quietly blending into the crowd of fleeing civilians.

   He glanced at the ordinary people around him.

   On the left is a thin old man, his thin body is not as strong as it was when he was young, and now he is gasping for breath.

   But he still ran as fast as he could, with a look of fear on his face, daring not to be left behind in the slightest.

   On the left is a group of couples, a man with gray temples, one hand holding a small boy, the other holding his thin wife.

  The wife was holding a little girl of eight or nine years old in her hand.

   They all looked terrified and ran desperately, even the little girl persisted.

   Looking at them, looking at these ordinary mortals that he usually never cared about, Ted had an inexplicable sense of complexity in his heart.

   He once again glanced back at the huge figure with a faint outline in the distance, and his shock was mixed with fear.

   For some reason, he regretted working with the Flesh Thorns Cult for the first time.

   He sighed slightly.

  '...It doesn't matter, I hide in the dark first, and then make plans when they and Wizard Rapp decide the outcome. '

  Evil God's projection possession will not last long after all. If the Flesh and Thorns Sect wins, Wizard Rapp will die.

  Then when the projections dissipate, those believers are estimated to be almost dead... The island will undoubtedly become the world of their peak apprentices!

   If it is his turn to take power, these cultists will be slaughtered!

but.

  If the Rapp wizard wins...

   His face sank.

  'If Wizard Rapp wins, staying on the island will only be a dead end! ' He paused a little, changed direction, and headed east of the city.

   'At that time, I have to take a boat to leave the island to fight for my life... Go to the east side of the city first...'

  Sizz!

   A set of scarlet tentacles suddenly attacked from behind him!

  Ted's complexion changed greatly, and several magical brilliance instantly blessed him.

   But it didn't help at all, the tentacle seemed to pass through his chest and rolled him backwards.

  Magic…

   Magic is boiling violently!

  Poof.

  Ted couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

   In the perspective of flying upside down, he can clearly see it.

   The few ordinary people who were beside him just now have been polluted by the blood-colored mist brought by the tentacles, showing a terrifying scene of alienation and degeneration!

   They couldn't even let out a scream, and they burst open, turning into a blood-red minced meat.

   seemed to sense something, he raised his arm suddenly.

   This is a sudden shock!

  With the boiling of magic power disappearing, his arms gradually showed strange shapes.

   Flesh wriggling transformation.

   What was originally a fair and ordinary arm turned into a slender, dark red thorn in the blink of an eye!

  No, not just the arm changes!

  Ted's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were full of fear!

  Shoo!

  Scarlet tentacles came to Oman with a monster covered in **** thorns.

The    tentacles were released, and the dark red monster stood like a sculpture.

   "…praise the great Lord of Flesh and Thorns."

   A low and frenzied voice came out of its mouth.

   Oman raised his head, and a smile appeared on his godlike face.

   After a while,

  Beside his huge and invisible body, a large circle of dark-red monsters of various shapes has gathered.

   Among them, the most striking are the two figures, one large and one small, closest to him.

The    big monster was covered with **** thorns, and the blood-colored **** body was cold like steel.

   The slightly smaller monster is suspended in mid-air, with a thin body, and the top of the scepter-like right hand emits a crystal-like blood-colored light.

'almost. ' Oman looked around and pondered.

   He raised his arm slightly, feeling it carefully.

   His power is still full within me...

   But he understood,

   There is not much time left for him.

   After another hour at most, such a filling power will drop sharply in a short period of time!

   He needs to hurry up as soon as possible.

   However, now is not the time.

   He glanced at the wizard collar in the distance.

   He has another thing to do before the official attack.

   Oman withdrew his gaze, opened his arms made of invisible scarlet mist, and thought!

   The scarlet tentacles kept retracting into his body, and he returned to his full stalwart appearance.

   In the next second, the red mist gradually spread out from his body.

   Different from scarlet mist tentacles.

   Red mist, lighter in color and thinner.

   It seems to be slow but in fact it rushes around quickly, and after a while, it spreads to the entire Black Rock City!

   Then, a low cry like a weeping came from Oman's body, and the mist continued to spread.

   "Vengeance..."

   "Vengeance!"

   "The Lord of Flesh and Thorns is watching you!

   He will give you the flames of vengeance! "

   "Go..."

   "Go for revenge!"

   "...Go and please Him with a burning heart of vengeance!"

   A reddish mist keeps filling…

  The world turns scarlet.

"help me!"

   "Save me, Al!"

   Somewhere in the street.

  Al's eyes showed confusion and covered his head.

  The dull pain in his brain twitched, and he stayed in place, echoing Ellie's exhausted screams in his mind!

   "What's the matter, Al?" the elderly mother asked with concern, her wrinkled face full of worry.

   "Nothing... Mom." Al shook his head, glanced around for a while, and then asked, "Don't you see the red mist?"

   "Red mist?" Mother was startled and looked around.

   All you can see is the orange fire, the collapsed houses and the panicked crowd.

   "I didn't see any red mist." She looked back at Al with even more worry on her face, and continued to urge, "Let's go, Al."

   "The wizards have left... We can only survive until they come back if we escape far enough."

   She lifted the luggage on her back, freed her hand, and dragged Al to continue escaping for her life.

  The elderly woman took a step forward, but the resistance from her hand made her step.

  Al still stayed where he was, looking blank.

   "...What's wrong with you? Al!" She looked back at Al and said eagerly, "If you don't escape, it will be too late!"

   "Al?"

   "Al!"

   she exclaimed.

  But Al stayed where he was, his eyes became more and more empty, and a scarlet color gradually emerged from the depths of his pupils.

   "My child, what's wrong with you?!" The elderly woman was very anxious.

   Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people around her, the uncontrollable panic in her heart made her cry.

   "What the **** are you..."

   "Mom... Do you remember Ellie?"

  Al bowed his head slightly, interrupted his mother's words, stared at her and asked lightly.

  The elderly woman was startled, frowning slightly, the ravine on her face appeared deeper.

   "What time is it, you are still thinking about that girl..." She turned her head and looked away.

  Tattoo.

   Footsteps sounded.

   "Where are you going?! Al!"

  The woman was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look at Al's back in astonishment, and shouted.

   "Where are you going... Al?"

   But after she could clearly see Al's appearance, her tone gradually weakened.

   Flesh and blood flowed like magma, and a pair of scarlet eyes captured the soul on the wax-like body.

   "I'm going for revenge, Mom." The scarlet monster replied in a low voice, his voice dripping with blood.

   Immediately afterwards, it raised its head and muttered frantically into the distance:

   "Mom...I saw the truth!

  …The Lord of Flesh and Thorns is watching me! "

  Teng!

   As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Huang's flame of revenge rose from him.

"what!"

  The elderly woman was so frightened that she turned pale and fell to the ground.

   Bright yellow light illuminated her face, and the flame silhouette reflected in her pupils gradually became smaller.

  Al walked away with the firelight.

  The light disappeared, and darkness enveloped the woman again.

   "Idiot!"

   On the street in the distance, Harrington looked in the direction of the Thorn Thorn neighborhood and cursed in a low voice.

   He looked around at the tragic situation, his face was not cold, but anger was brewing in his heart.

   Blackrock City, which was originally orderly, is now in chaos under the influence of the invisible red fog!

   There are flames everywhere, slaughtering recklessly, and then turning to ashes.

   He never thought that the Flesh Thorns Sect would be so stupid that Rapp would discover the location of the ritual altar.

  'Perhaps the plan needs to be considered in the long run. '

   sighed, he stopped looking at it, and walked into the room behind him.

   But soon, his footsteps stopped a little, and he frowned slightly.

   He held his right hand empty, and a scepter with dark gold patterns was condensed in his hand.

   After doing this, he raised his head and carefully looked at the dark red monster floating in the air with a thin, scepter-like right hand that appeared in front of him.

   (end of this chapter)

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