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Beaureel was struggling in his heart. He had a way to make Black Thirteen obey the agreement.

But it is easy to invite gods but difficult to send away, and its backer is not so easy to use.

The dark green light of the dimension stone reflected on Beaureel's gray hair, leaving only half of his tail flicking uneasily.

Eventually, the powerful sorcerer convinced himself of his own wisdom.

Beaurel pressed the button and left the secret stronghold, passing through the complex tunnels to the center of the clan territory.

Tens of thousands of slave rats were mercilessly slaughtered on Beaureel's orders.

One by one, the plague monks followed Beaureel's instructions and drew huge sacrifice symbols with blood.

Beaureel chewed the warpstone and conducted unknown communications with the terrible demons of the Chaos Realm.

Unexpectedly, the disaster lord named Clolich was extremely generous. Not only did he fully support Booriel's plan, but he also promised a better future.

Beaureel knew there was a trap here, but a false peace was better than outright malice.

The fragments of the warpstone were scattered among the altar symbols. Booriel knocked the warpstone and began to prepare to cut the curtain between the two worlds to allow the messenger of the Great Horned Rat to arrive.

Beaureal's nerves were tense and he prayed to the Horned Rat in fear.

The Great Daemon that comes is most likely not the one it appointed, the Bloodthirsty Demon of Khorne, the Great Keeper of the Secrets of Slaanesh, the Changing Lord of Tzeentch, the Great Unclean One of Nurgle, and other Chaos Gods. His followers are all great demons.

If Beaureal is lucky enough to summon the four gods of the Great Demon, it will be a disaster!

Although they may be more powerful, those terrifying beings wouldn't mind squeezing Beaureel to death.

The Four Gods of Chaos have an unparalleled influence on the Demon Realm, and this is very likely to happen.

Beaureel sensed a huge figure appearing in the darkness, and a vast torrent of magic tore through the real space.

The Gray Prophet stopped the spell with a chill all over his body. This was definitely not a servant of the Horned Rat.

It was too late, Beaureal's mind went blank.

It saw shattered continents floating in darkness, islands with sharp teeth eating each other.

It saw the plague spreading across the land and the rotting corpses filling the towns of human artifacts.

It saw a bloody world where countless ferocious demons were fighting and fighting.

It sees all kinds of things and their ultimate fate.

Blood flowed from Beaureel's eyes, and the Gray Seer awaited his fate in pure fear.

A Corrupted One of the Lords of Disaster appears on the altar.

Looking at the Corruptor's ferocious twisted horns and rotting skin, Beaureel was a little confused for a moment.

Clolich?

The Gray Prophet tremblingly asked, and the unknown demon with the appearance of the Lord of Disaster looked down at the short rat man with a grin.

Your future is not here, a broader stage has opened.

Yes, for the sake of the Rat God, I will personally lead you to pick the fruits of victory!

Two different whispers appeared at the same time.

The tone of one of them was spooky and harsh, and the deep voice of the other was the corruptor familiar to the Gray Prophet. It was obviously lying!

Beaurel shrank, his ears pressed tightly against his head.

Yes Yes.

The Gray Prophet responded while timidly lowering his head.

The shadow cast by the big demon made it feel uncomfortable all over, and it wanted to escape immediately.

The demon let out a terrifying scream, Beaureel looked at the changing shadows, slowly closed his eyes, and closed his glands tightly.

The shadow on the ground is shaped in distortion, with two slender necks, huge bird wings, and a huge human-shaped body. This is a kaleidoscope of demons!

Beaureal was deceived, and its backer was never the Lord of Disaster, but a Daemon of Tzeentch masquerading as a Corruptor.

Unmoved by the anger of being played, Beaureel respectfully followed the Changing One's instructions and dedicated his entire clan to the terrible demon.

The Gray Prophet survived and learned the name of the demon.

Although it has guessed that only one Changer has two heads.

It is Carlos Fateweaver, the chief demon of Tzeentch.

The Gray Prophet, who was sent to the Old World by the devil, was frightened, thankful, and even a little bit happy.

This ever-changing demon lord is more generous than the Lord of Disaster. Complex magical knowledge is the reward for the Gray Seer, and this is just the beginning.

It's no big deal. Beaureal couldn't help but think so.

Isn't this a better way to say hello than those underhanded Lords of Disaster?

It didn't mind continuing to obey Clolich, although it was useless if it did.

Did the Changer consider its will when he sent it back to the old world?

No! It's just an insignificant ratman.

The Gray Seer begged the Horned Rat for forgiveness, and at the same time ambitiously planned to use the power of demons to gain a seat on the Council of Thirteen.

A passing farmer happened to see the rat man laughing maniacally under the shade of a tree. The gray prophet looked at this human thing quietly. It had not done anything for a long time.

Lynch slammed his staff behind him, and his thick tail swept across the area.

The next moment, a mouse wrapped in black cloth jumped to one side and escaped Lynch's attack.

Lynch turned around and wanted to continue the offensive, but the rat man threw the small sword in his hand at an incredible speed.

Before Lynch could react, the rat-man's dart was directly embedded between Lynch's eyebrows.

The rat man rushed towards him like a ghost, bypassed the waving scepter, and struck Lynch on the neck with a knife.

The blade sank into Lynch's flesh and blood, and the rat man underestimated Lynch's defense.

Seeing that he failed to cut off Lynch's head directly, the rat man gave up his weapon and disappeared from Lynch's sight in a few jumps.

Lynch's wound began to ooze pus, and there were symptoms of local necrosis.

Hidden weapons struck one after another from different directions. Lin Qi endured the wounds of the hidden weapons and jumped directly into the underground sea on one side.

He could no longer care about the giant beast. This rat assassin was so fast that it was unlike anything else. Lynch was no match for it.

The blood attracted some carnivorous fish, but Lynch was more ferocious.

He took off the hidden weapons and blades on his body and bit into the fish while sinking to replenish his energy.

Lin Qi called out the panel, and sure enough, the various enhancements lit up again.

[Current potential development degree: 20]

[Current affix: Rebirth, Heavy Armor]

[Enhancement optional]

Lynch quickly found the enhancement related to toxin immunity, and began to strengthen the transformation while the whole body was numb.

[Renovation successful]

[Current potential development degree: 25]

[Current affixes: rebirth, heavy armor, negative status immunity]

To Lynch's delight, the entry not only increased his resistance to toxins, but also accounted for other negative effects.

The effects of the toxins were eliminated, and Lynch's powerful self-healing power worked better.

It didn't take long for the shocking-looking wounds to heal.

Lynch surfaced, and as soon as he stuck his head out, he hit a hidden weapon.

Lynch directly pulled out the concealed weapon, and the wound had healed by the time he climbed ashore.

The assassin in the dark no longer attacked blindly, and Lin Qi did not dare to be careless because his sense of crisis had not dissipated.

It must have special means that can threaten Lynch's life!