stjorthotic Chapter 166 The Death Bell Tolls
Chapter 166 The Death Bell Tolls
"clang!!!!"
The raging fire dragon suddenly went out when it was still some distance from Jiang Shaotian. Jiang Shaotian, who was preparing to use defensive magic, was also stunned and didn't understand what had happened.
Seeing Jiang Shaotian's bewildered expression, Xu Sheng ruled out the possibility that the voice was sound magic, and besides, Jiang Shaotian's sound magic couldn't do such a thing.
The magic has crumbled?
Xu Sheng was confused about what was going on.
That voice...
Jiang Shaotian narrowed his eyes. This wasn't his magic; it wasn't magic at all. It was just the sound of a bell. How could a single bell sound make a super-powerful spell disappear?
Is such a thing even possible?
Jiang Shaotian and Xu Sheng were both stunned. For a moment, they both stopped fighting. The cursed spider seemed to have encountered its natural enemy and began to shrink its territory, even trying to leave the place.
If Xu Sheng hadn't been holding the door shut, he would have left by now.
It was terrifying. He rarely encountered such a formidable person, and having been the leader in his field for so long, he was very unaccustomed to this change.
It felt like I was back in the time when I was born, weak, helpless, and pitiful.
"Pluton!!!"
"The Ghost Bell!"
The two said in unison.
Xu Sheng suddenly felt like he had been tricked. The Underworld Bell, it was the Underworld Bell! Why would that thing from the underworld be ringing here?
Legend has it that when the bells of the underworld are rung, it is usually when the Lord of the Underworld returns from war, or it is a signal that a great battle is about to begin. Whatever it is, it is not good news. This is the human world, and the bells of the underworld should not exist here.
The Nether Bell, also known as the Death Bell, tolls to signify the death of the living. This was different from what he knew. "Nine Infants, you bastard, how much have you been hiding from me?" Xu Sheng cursed inwardly. He had received a lot of information when Nine Infants removed the Forget-Me-Not, but this was definitely not it.
What is Jiuying hiding? Xu Sheng thought he had seen through Jiuying's purpose, but now it seems that he was completely wrong. Jiuying has been scheming about something, and he knows it himself.
He himself may not even know it.
Jiang Shaotian's expression was also not good. He knew some rumors about Ming Zhong, the underworld, the dark plane. At his level, he naturally knew a lot of things, but most of these were rumors and he had never seen them with his own eyes.
"The living must scatter beneath the bell of the underworld. The ringing of the bell signifies the end of the living's journey. This bell, which should reside in the deepest part of the underworld and be unringed even by emperors, is here, and to make matters worse, it's ringing." Xu Sheng murmured.
He couldn't use magic here, but only for a moment. After a moment, they could still use magic, but the power of magic would be greatly reduced. Mental magic would remain unchanged, but elemental magic would be nerfed to a pulp.
Xu Sheng retrieved the cursed spider and used the Wings of Wind to fly away from the place; he now had more important things to do.
The most powerful undead creatures here are the two prison giants.
The White Prison Great White-Robed Corpse General, one of the Eight Dead Kings, entered this place without knowing why and became an intruder, while the Red Prison Great Wu'an King.
If the information is true, then this person is the guardian of this tomb, and has been here for thousands of years, so ancient that he has been here ever since the king disappeared, like a statue.
There are only the two of them here, two dark creatures. Lord Wu'an is much more powerful than the White-Robed Corpse General, who is one of the Eight Dead Rulers!
His strength was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and Lord Wu'an was even greater than him.
It's terrifying; their strength is overwhelming. But these two are ultimately just monarchs. Even the Great Wu'an Lord of Honglao is the same. He is just a monarch. No matter how powerful he is in the monarch's domain, he is still just a monarch.
If the monarch cannot ring the bell of the underworld, then it is clear that someone has rung the bell of the underworld, and this matter is inextricably linked to Jiuying.
"Did I escape with my life?" He didn't know much about the Dark Bell, only that it was never a good thing when it made a sound. He dragged his tired body and prepared to leave.
Jiang Shaotian took two steps and suddenly stopped. He raised his hand and found that his palm had turned black and he could not exert any strength. He had lost control of his opponent, and this was getting worse. He also lost control of his feet.
boom!
Jiang Shaotian fell down. He was completely confused about what was going on. Xu Sheng's organization, Spider?
No, it's definitely not that thing. Cursed spiders couldn't be that powerful, and curses couldn't possibly achieve something so incredible.
His consciousness began to fade; he had been ambushed, but Jiang Shaotian didn't know who his attacker was.
He had a bad feeling; he was afraid he was going to die here.
死—
Jiang Shaotian was not afraid of this thing. He had been prepared to die when he joined the army. He was unwilling to accept that he had such important intelligence that he had not been able to pass on. This intelligence could have saved the people of a city, but he could only rot here with this intelligence.
Jiang Shaotian tried to use magic. As long as he could activate magic, he could transmit this information. He couldn't connect to the stars. Normally, he could connect to constellations with a thought, and he had been studying the starry sky with a single thought. But now he couldn't even connect to a single star track. Every time he got to the sixth star, the connection would be lost.
It was just like when he was learning magic. Jiang Shaotian laughed, never expecting that at his age, he would still experience the inability to connect to the star trails.
He slowly closed his eyes. Now only his mind was still functioning; he couldn't use magic, couldn't move, and couldn't even activate magical artifacts. It was a dead end; no matter how he resisted, it was useless.
"I—" Jiang Shaotian shouted, but no sound came out.
His eyes gradually dimmed
"It's you humans again! What on earth is that Wu'an Jun doing? The Netherworld Bell that the Ancient King stole is actually going to ring one day." A humanoid creature in the form of gray mist appeared behind Jiang Shaotian.
There is no physical form; in the middle of the gray fog are two reddish dots, which are eyes used to perceive the outside world.
He was also startled when the bell was rung, or perhaps he was unable to move if the bell did not ring, and could only come out when the bell rang.
The Nether Bell is a dark entity, and its sound can penetrate space, so any dark creature can hear it. After destroying Jiang Shaotian, the gray mist focused its attention on Wu Anjun's palace, which was still intact, at least from the outside. The interior was unknown.
He thought for a moment, then headed in that direction. The opportunity was rare; he could try to seize the Nether Bell. It was a waste to leave this thing in the ancient tomb; it should have been returned to the Dark Dimension long ago.
When the ancient king entered the dark dimension, he beat him up and sealed him away, taking Mingzhong and him with him. If he's lucky, he might be able to go back.