freenovelworld Chapter 74 Elemental Condensation, Demon Restraint, Attack on the Cellar
Chapter 74 Elemental Condensation, Demon Restraint, Attack on the Cellar
The wailing inside the church continued all night.
The howling only gradually subsided after Modi cracked the wolf king's supernatural instincts.
"I can condense elements now too."
For the wolf king, this was simply its instinct.
But for Modi, this is a technology that can be cracked, reproduced, and improved.
Extraordinary-level spell: Elemental Condensation.
It works not only on shadow elements, but also on other elements.
Even his artificial Styx element.
"The Spirit of the Elements will be followed by the Elder of the Elements, the Grand Lord of the Elements, and the Lord of the Elements."
The latter three are merely his ideas.
With his current strength, he cannot create these three types of powerful beings.
The eighty-eight Styx Spirits in front of him alone consumed nearly half of his Styx Death Energy.
It's all worth it; eighty-eight Styx Spirits are enough to suppress a second-level Transcendent.
Of course, if you encounter someone like him, you'll only get beaten up.
Besides [Elemental Condensation], he also studied the laws of the wolf pack.
"Bazette!"
The ram-headed demon arrived at the sound of the call, bowing deeply and refusing to rise.
"My wicked master, your loyal servant awaits your command at all times."
"Then please accept this."
Without saying a word, Modi instilled several decrees into its soul.
Before it could even react, it felt something extra in its soul.
"Um, what did you do?"
The most sensitive soul has been tampered with, Bazett subconsciously questioned.
Thus the law took effect.
[One must not question the orders and actions of superiors.]
[Respectful titles must be used when addressing superiors.]
Anyone who violates the above law shall have their tongue cut out.
"Ah, how dare I question you and utter such rude words! My tongue should be cut out."
The sound of flesh being torn apart rang out.
It cut off its own tongue without hesitation.
The demons were completely dumbfounded when they saw the piece of a sheep's tongue lying on the ground.
Including Bazett.
"What...what's wrong with me?"
The pain alerted it, prompting it to treat the wound immediately.
Did I ask you to treat me?
Modi's voice made it pause.
"No, no..."
Do not act rashly before the person in a superior has spoken.
Anyone who violates the above decree shall have one of their limbs removed.
"Sizzle."
Bazette then cut off his own left arm.
Having learned its lesson twice, it dared not speak or act rashly again.
Modi smiled slightly.
He seems to have found a way to control the demons.
A very effective method.
He personally picked up the severed arm from the ground and reattached it to Bazett.
Then he used magic to make it grow a tongue.
"Now, what should you say?"
Bazette understood immediately.
"Thank you so much, my wicked master."
"very good."
He patted Bazett on the head.
"From now on, you will be the highest-ranking demon under my command besides myself, and you will only need to obey my orders."
"Bazette is extremely grateful for your promotion."
Its eyes shone, and it knelt down to kiss its master's boots.
Modi told Bazett to stand up, then shifted his gaze to the other demons.
"It's your turn."
Arken watched this scene unfold.
It is eerie, yet it reveals a cruel and chilling order.
But the thought that it was a demon who was bound instantly wiped out most of his sympathy.
This is an ungrateful wretch who has never been raised in a pack; it is a chaotic and evil creature.
It's a good thing to use a harsh order to restrain them.
There are eight demons, divided into three levels.
The upper level is Bazett, the middle level is the rest of the lower-ranking demons, and the lower level is five lesser demons.
"As the demon legion expands further, you will all rise to high positions sooner or later."
Modi painted a big picture for them.
"Do a good job."
"Yes, Master!"
All the demons saluted in unison.
It was noon.
The wailing in the church completely disappeared.
The old priest persevered to the very end, his soul fading away, almost nonexistent.
Modi stepped forward and pulled out the axe of human sacrifice.
He let the withered, emaciated human body fall to the ground.
With a casual flick of his hand, the River Styx flowed forth.
The River Styx washed over the entire church, sweeping away all flesh and soul.
Only a pile of white bones remained.
The Styx Death Qi, which had been partially depleted, was replenished, and 124 more Resurrection Coins were added.
For necromancers and blood mages, killing is always a win-win situation, with no losses.
Unless the deceased left behind neither body nor soul.
"I didn't expect Carnival to have this other function."
The River Styx also washed away the old priest's memories.
From this, he learned of another use for the Carnival.
Besides suppressing the Red Death, the Carnival Sacrifice was also used to stimulate the Mad King's blood of the heirs.
To activate it.
Adrian needs to fuse with the blood of the same origin to suppress the instinctive resistance of the divine body within the prison.
Therefore, he tried every means to find descendants of the Green family.
Why does the blood of the Mad King have this effect?
He was puzzled, as the old priest's memories did not mention this matter.
"Adrian is struggling with the instincts of his divine body and can't free his hands; this is my chance."
He had an idea that required the help of the Azure Lord.
"The next plan is to first build a cellar, and then I'll make use of these skeletons."
Modi cast a spell and summoned the skeleton.
He didn't use traditional necromancy because that requires soulfire.
He didn't have any extra souls; those were all used to make substitute dolls.
He used a new type of magic that combined Voodoo sorcery.
Based on the Black Forest theme, it uses strong negative elements to evoke the dead.
The demons dug a large pit and threw the skeletons into it.
Modi released the River Styx to fill the deep pit, letting the deathly aura of the River Styx wash over the skeletons.
As dusk fell, he chanted a spell, summoning the active negative elements of the Black Forest.
Behind him, wings of spiritual fire spread wide.
The skeleton climbed out of the pit.
Their bodies were engulfed in spiritual fire, and their heads were marked with the symbol of the Death Bird.
Even without weapons, their spirit fire alone is enough to take down most enemies.
In addition, there are eighty-eight Styx Spirits, eight demons, and one Voodoo Wizard.
Sweeping through the cellar is a piece of cake.
"Let's go, so that my ancestor knows who is in charge of the Green family."
The group of "people" returned to Green's old house.
David was looking after the children when he saw a large group of demons and monsters rushing towards him, and he was stunned.
If he hadn't seen that the leader was Modi, he would have almost run away with the child in his arms.
"He's awake?"
Mordy glanced at the little boy behind him.
This child seems a bit slow.
Perhaps it's a lingering effect of a damaged soul.
"He's been awake for a while, but he doesn't talk much and his reactions are a bit slow."
David explained, glancing again at the group of demons and monsters with a strange expression.
"What is this...?"
"It's nothing, just killed some people, probably over a hundred."
Modi waved his hand.
David opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.
You seem to be going a bit too far.
"I won't say any more. I need to take some people down to inherit the family fortune."
Hearing this, David perked up.
"Are you planning to take action against your ancestor?"
"Yes, I want him to know who's in charge in the Green family."
Modi thought for a moment and added:
"Take this child and find a house in town to stay in, the farther away from the old house the better."
He was worried that something unexpected might happen, affecting the two innocent people.
Anyway, he cleared out all the townspeople, so no one will have any objections.
David nodded eagerly.
Before it got dark, he picked up the little boy and, escorted by five skeleton soldiers, rode away.
"Alfred!" Mordy called out again.
The butler, who had been keeping a close eye on the situation in the lobby, immediately appeared.
He bowed and said:
"Sir, I await your orders at any time."
"Since you call yourself my loyal butler, you probably don't mind having a little extra inside you, do you?"
Modi smiled, and a decree appeared in his hand.
The butler's smile froze.
What else would you like? Isn't signing a soul contract enough?
Despite his deep reluctance, he forced a smile.
"Of course."
"Then accept this decree."
Modi didn't care whether he wanted to or not, and issued a decree to him.
The law took effect, and the steward's face turned ashen.
Having eliminated this hidden danger, Modi waved his hand.
His demons and monsters lined up to enter the cellar.
First came the skeleton soldiers.
Then there were eighty-eight Styx spirits.
Next came eight demons.
Finally, it was Arken and him.
Because the entrance was narrow and there were many people, it took them several minutes to get in.
As soon as Modi stepped into the cellar, he saw a pool of blood and flesh.
This is a spacious area, laid out like a dungeon.
It is much more spacious than the cellar was designed to be.
Among them, many twisted, fleshy monsters dwell.
The skeleton soldiers who entered first had already cleared out a foothold.
The Styx Spirit, who entered later, quickly joined the battle.
"The cellar, or rather the dungeon, first level, the main monster is something similar to a centipede..."
Modi looked at the monster's remains on the ground, and indeed they looked very much like centipedes.
It is entirely scarlet, with a blood-red shell on one side and countless sharp limbs on the other.
It's enough to drive someone with trypophobia crazy.
"And they all carry the Red Death... This disease was probably spread from the dungeon."
Every patient with the Red Death, in the later stages, either turns into a pool of blood or becomes a monster.
The resurrected corpse controlled by Arken is the latter.
With a crushing stomp on the still-wriggling corpse, Modi walked forward without looking back.
He drew his Frostbite and held Dragonfire in his other hand, repeatedly pulling the trigger.
He ignored the enormous recoil of the dragon flame.
He strolled leisurely through the dungeon.
With each step he took, several fleshy centipedes would die because of him.
Even if they don't die from the Blood Flame Bullet, they will be killed by the greatsword.
It can be split in half or smashed into minced meat.
Few enemies manage to leave their bodies intact.
With his arrival, the first level of the dungeon was quickly cleared out.
The cost was only twenty-seven skeleton soldiers and three Styx spirits.
This is not a significant drain on Modi.
With a sweep of the Styx, the flesh and blood of the entire dungeon were transformed into raw materials.
Numerous fleshy monsters rose up and joined his army.
Unlike flesh-and-blood centipedes, these monsters are more like slimes.
They wriggled, some climbing onto the skeleton soldiers and merging with them.
"From the lowest level of small slime, to large slime, and finally to flesh and blood humanoid."
The troops and the death energy of the Styx River were replenished.
Modi waved his hand again, and the troops continued deeper into the dungeon.