What age is it, still in the traditional card making

The famous card "Head of the Beast God" specially summoned by Harrington from the extra deck.

As a red divine seal level card, the effect of this card is very simple. It clears the health of one's duelist to zero and then restores it to 100%. This effect will not be interrupted by the effects of other cards.

Ye Qiong did not expect that the beast god's map would be so short, and there would be no hidden treasure at all.

Just by looking at the effect description, you can tell what this god is thinking.

After clearing his blood volume, is Harrington still the same person when he wakes up again?

The answer must be no.

You can tell by looking at Harrington's current appearance. His pupils have become blurred, and his body is just standing on the spot relying on instinct. He has no breath and his heart has stopped beating.

He looked like a dead person no matter how he looked.

At this moment, the effect of [Beast God's Head] was activated, and the huge sheep head in the monster area turned into smoke and flowed into Harrington's body.

The health value that had been cleared started to move at this moment, rising from the original 0% until it reached 100%.

Restoring health is obviously not the real purpose of Harrington's move. What he really wants is to resurrect the beast god residing in the card.

Ye Qiong unconsciously raised his head and glanced in the air, as if he could see the fantasy dragon watching all this from a distance through the duel field.

So what is this person thinking?

If such an obvious foul is not stopped, I am afraid that many god-level beings will follow suit in the following duel.

By then, this game will no longer be a proxy war, but a genuine Ragnarok.

If the first offender is not punished effectively, subsequent imitations will only continue.

The Holy Father knew how to turn off the lights and only used his blood relationship with George to seize the body in the second round. How could the Beast God be so bold?

Combined with the previous actions of the orcs and the previous criticism, Ye Qiong quickly figured out the purpose of the beast god's actions.

He will muddy the waters.

If He chooses to be like the Holy Father and enter the second round to seize the body, entering this proxy war as a contestant, He cannot be the Holy Father's opponent.

The first Dark Crusade is an obvious proof.

If he wants to be the real winner, he must muddy the waters and attract more gods to join in this proxy war regardless of their fate.

The method has been given. As for whether it will come, it depends on the desire of the gods.

If there are enough gods, Ye Qiong can guarantee that the first one to be attacked in the second round will definitely not be the beast god, but the most powerful Holy Father.

The orcs did exactly the same thing this time as before. They first threw out bait to arouse desire and plunge the rest into civil war, allowing the one with the greatest hatred to temporarily become invisible in the chaos.

"Harrington" opened his eyes. Although his pupils were still orange, there was a hint of coquettish purple light.

After being resurrected from the dead, He did not show any ecstasy, nor did He make any action to vent his emotions, and his performance was extremely dull.

After taking a deep look at Ye Qiong, he placed his right hand on the deck, declaring that he would admit defeat in this round of duel.

At this stage, Ye Qiong successfully won three victories and advanced to the next round.

There was not much joy in his heart because the real test was yet to come in the next round.

By then, what he needs to face will no longer be mortal-level opponents, but may be enemies at many levels of gods.

The two fighting men did not have any unnecessary dialogue and chose to leave directly.

After they left, the entire Demonic Spirit Continent was in a state of excitement, discussing the battle that had just ended.

Although it is said that the first Dark Holy War happened in long history, the appearance of the beast god is recorded in many historical materials.

It looks exactly like the giant sheep head just in the monster area.

First, the beast god was summoned, and then Harrington's weird appearance. How could we not make people from other races in the Demonic Continent think too much?

The number of people who died in that Dark Holy War was shocking, and no one wanted a war of this level to break out on the mainland again.

The moment the picture of the suspected beast god's resurrection was played, the entire Demonic Continent was visibly panicked.

The lower-class civilians were afraid that a war would break out and implicate themselves, while the faces of the upper-class contestants became extremely ugly.

Damn Harrington, even if he wants to die, don't get involved with them?

You are loyal to the beast god, and you hope that this god will take away your body and restore the glory of the orc clan.

But we don’t want to!

I really thought that everyone had the same fanatical beliefs as you and were keen to sacrifice everything for their country!

The contestants who have not yet started the duel are thinking about a question unconsciously. What if the gods they believe in want them to become the next Harrington?

"It's none of my business."

The dimensional merchant leaned on the sofa, took a comfortable sip of wishgrass, and then answered the question Charman had just asked.

"Your Excellency, it's obvious that Harrington is cheating! He even recruited his ancestors to seize him.

If this practice is not stopped, many gods will definitely follow suit. Even if I win and enter the next round, I won't have any chance of winning! "

"I've said it, it's none of my business, why do you still expect me to help you? I don't mind, but you definitely can't pay this price."

When Charman heard this, he looked embarrassed. What the dimensional merchant said was too realistic.

Indeed, he is very poor now and it is impossible to pay the price for the dimensional merchant to take action.

But he was a little unwilling to do so. He had obviously taken the risk of offending the Magician Association and finally got to this point. Do you really want him to give up?

At this moment, Charman had completely forgotten his original request to summon the dimensional merchant.

With his continuous efforts in the past, Charlemagne is no longer willing to take sides and be a conservative king.

Now that he has embarked on this path, he can only keep going, otherwise the Magicians Association will not let him go, and neither will the goddess he has offended.

"Please also teach me how to win in the next round."

Charman looked resolutely at the dwarf sitting on the sofa.

"You can't afford to ask me to take action, but there's nothing wrong with answering a question."

The dimensional merchant did not look at the serious-looking king, but glanced at the mural hanging on the wall with interest.

"That painting was painted by that guy Peter, right?"

Charman frowned, slightly confused. This question has nothing to do with what he said before, right?

Although I was confused, I still answered honestly:

"Yes, this is indeed painted by our ancestors. Our ancestors' painting style is unique, and it is difficult for anyone to completely master this painting method."

The dimensional merchant glanced at the abstract mural, nodded in agreement:

“It’s really eclectic.”

Then his eyes locked on Charman and said calmly:

"Are you curious why I ask this question?"

"I'm indeed a little curious."

"Others have help from the gods, and you still have your ancestors, right?"

When Charman heard this, he was very surprised.

"The help of the ancestor? Are you talking about the ancestor? But isn't he already dead?"

It's no wonder that he had such a puzzled expression, after all, Peter died at the end of his life.

Because of his achievements, he was favored by many gods.

When the king died, many gods tried to welcome his soul into their own kingdom, but no one was able to do so.

The moment Peter closed his eyes, his soul was gone.

This scene represents one thing. Peter is dead, and it is the kind of death that can never be resurrected. Even the underworld cannot find its trace. And this incident is clearly recorded in the historical materials of the Tower Kingdom.

"You think Peter is dead?"

Although Charmain didn't say a word, his expression betrayed him.

"Yes, it is so difficult to resurrect a person whose soul has been scattered. The only way is to reverse time and space and go back to the time when he was not dead. As far as I know, there is only one person in the vast universe who can do such a thing. "

Charman cast a surprised look, could it be possible!

The dimensional merchant seemed to notice his thoughts and said with a smile:

"Do you think that was the man who resurrected George?"

"Is not it?"

"How is it possible? Although He has this method, he has never used it for others. That one is such a cold and heartless person.

I am not worthy, and Peter is even less worthy. As far as I know Him, there is only one person who can be worthy of Him paying such a price, but that person has long since disappeared. "

"Then how is it possible that the ancestor is still alive?"

"Peter is indeed dead, but it is only "Peter" who died. After creating another possibility for the Demonic Continent, he has completed his mission and can naturally end this reincarnation with satisfaction."

"End this cycle?"

Charman silently repeated these six words, and he felt as if he knew something.

"That's right, it's just his identity in the Demonic Continent that died. The real "Peter" is not dead yet. He is probably still traveling to other worlds now."

As he spoke, he threw a gold watch to Charman, and then said:

"Based on my understanding of "Peter", it is impossible for him to leave no back-up plan for the Demonic Continent after knowing the existence of Chaos. Take this watch and search for what your ancestors left for you. help."

As he spoke, he leaned back, leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested his mind. It seemed that he didn't intend to say any more.

Charman just touched the watch and instantly understood the purpose of the watch. It could help him trace back and present what had happened in front of him. The dimensional merchant wanted to use this watch to find Things that the ancestors hid in the Tower Kingdom.

After bowing to the dimensional merchant, he turned around and left the palace.

"How's it going? Did you find anything else?"

Ye Qiong returned to the Hidden Forest and asked the people who were still busy.

Apponias was still researching the Dark Abyss and did not pay attention to the previous duel. Only after hearing Ye Qiong's voice did he know that the duel was over.

She didn't ask about winning or losing. In her opinion, your victory is inevitable.

He just shook his head and answered your question:

"There is still too little time to find a way to separate the Dark Abyss."

With that said, he threw Ye Qiong a watch and continued:

"Your Excellency, this is a magical item developed. It can isolate some of the power of the extremely dark abyss. If we get too close to these monsters, we will also be contaminated."

Ye Qiong took the watch and put it on his right arm.

The monsters in the pit have long been dug out, and they are now tied to the church in the Hidden Forest.

The statue of the Holy Father stands in the center with a kind look on his face.

Next to them were five monsters that were wailing constantly.

To be honest, this scene is quite ironic.

Ye Qiong glanced at the statue unconsciously. He knew clearly that the god had never stopped looking at him.

After leading George to his third victory, the god might have to leave the field in person to give him a boost of strength.

The watch came into play at this moment, wrapping him in a pale white film. The malicious aura that originally emanated from the monster was isolated by this film.

However, this is only temporary. The erosion ability of the Extreme Dark Abyss is much stronger than imagined. If you rely solely on the film provided by the watch, it can only support it for about an hour.

He walked forward, glanced around the five tied monsters, and finally fixed his gaze on the extremely conspicuous purple light located at the heart.

This is something that these monsters did not have before. It is probably a characteristic that only appeared after the degree of abyssalization deepened.

In this purple light, Ye Qiong felt unspeakable malice. This malice was not a dead thing. It seemed to have self-awareness, bewitching everyone in the church, hoping that they would accept the power from the abyss.

To be honest, Ye Qiong was moved.

It was not because he was bewitched by the purple light, but from his inner thoughts.

The next round is a god-level contest, which is inevitable.

With the strength he currently possesses, if he were to face the Holy Father or the Beast God, it would be impossible for him to be an opponent of these gods who have survived for many years.

The only way to win the next round is to gain strength and strengthen yourself at all costs.

And the Dark Abyss happens to be a choice.

Is Ye Qiong afraid of death?

He was not afraid. The only thing he was afraid of from beginning to end was that he would die worthless.

Counting the time, after the second round of competition begins, this dark holy war will almost come to an end, and next is the competition between the two natural disasters.

Ye Qiong's remaining lifespan is not of much significance. What he needs now is the power that can be obtained in a short time. Even if the cost is his own life, it doesn't matter, as long as he has the power to compete with the Holy Father. (End of chapter)