Chapter 541: An Unquiet Night

It has to be said that the Book of Infinite Spells is one of the most well-made and widely applicable magic items that Henry has ever seen. It allows ordinary people who are completely unskilled in magic to unleash the spells above without paying any price. Although it is only once a day, it is definitely a great help in battle.

Just imagine, what would it be like for a warrior with a big shoulder and a round waist to suddenly release the "Fireball Technique"? There is no doubt that as his enemy, he is absolutely in a hurry, and he will die on the spot if he has a direct chance.

Judging by the thickness of the book, it can be turned at least one or two hundred times. This means that when the situation is critical, you can turn the page continuously and release one or two hundred magic spells without stopping, which is definitely a good thing to save your life at a critical moment.

But it was not very useful for a spellcaster of Henry's level, so he directly put it back in the dimensional bag, ready to give it to his son Eren as a gift of shock after rescuing him.

With all the captives in the basement cleared, everyone found a room and closed their eyes and began to rest. They all know very well that there will definitely be a fierce battle tomorrow, so they must ensure adequate sleep, otherwise the spell slot and the magic slot will not be able to recover.

In the middle of the night, a man wrapped in a cloak on the docks of Brinnroe Island carefully avoided the patrolling pirates, and slipped silently into the hole in the wall where he couldn't see his fingers. I saw him cover his mouth, lower his voice and learn a cat meow: "Meow......"

"Meow......" Another meow quickly responded.

After a few seconds, out of the darkness came a guy dressed as a thief, none other than him. None other than Joan. Irenikas' ace spy, Yuxumo. At the same time, he is followed by the divine vampire Veran.

"I've brought that girl named Ammon to the island. Is it possible to unravel this damn poison? The man in the cloak spoke in a very angry tone, obviously resentful of being accused by the other party.

The corners of Yuxumo's mouth crossed an arc and replied with a smile, "No, Simon. Havarian, my friend, don't play tricks. You haven't explained who else is besides Ammon. You know, my owner hates accidents, so it's better to be on the safe side. ā€

"Well, you guys won. This time there was only one person with him. I only know that the other party has a close relationship with the Shadow Thief Guild, and I don't know the specific identity. If you want further information, you can ask Nozomi, who is in charge of the safety of this voyage and must know a lot of secrets. After saying that, Simon pulled down his hood and showed a helpless expression.

He was actually killed by Joan a long time ago. Irenikas was poisoned and stopped, so he didn't dare to disobey the order at all. This time he took over the commission of the shadow thief was also at the behest of the other party, otherwise he would have run away with his subordinates with his treacherous character.

"Do you want me to arrest this shadow thief named Nozomi and torture him first?" Veran asked, licking his lips. Since being mortally injured by Henry, she has escaped back to the Forbidden Prison and has not had drunk fresh blood for several days. For a hungry (thirsty) divine vampire, this is simply worse than any punishment.

Yu Xumo shook his head slightly: "No." The person can't move for the time being. I bet you'd be attacked if you went now. You know, our opponents are not ordinary people. Judging from his arrangement during this time, he will definitely not let go of this omission. Don't forget, the master's real yĆ n has entered the final step, and there must be no mistakes during this period, otherwise it will ......"

As soon as I think of Joan. With Irenikas' expressionless face and those cold and ruthless eyes, Veran immediately couldn't help but shudder: "It's still ...... Forget it. So what do you think should be done now? ā€

"What to do? Of course, it's just to wait and see. With the character of the other party, if you are not sure, you will never land on this island. Don't worry, there will be action by nightfall tomorrow at the latest. Let's go, it's time to report these messages to the master. With that, he threw a bottle of antidote on the ground, and then disappeared into the darkness again, as if it had never appeared.

Since he didn't go through countless life and death trials with Aberdale like in the game, he now not only doesn't have the slightest remorse, but instead joins Joan with all his heart. Irenikas's camp has become one of the most effective right and left hands.

After seeing the two leave, Simon rushed up and picked up the potion and poured it down. In an instant, he felt his appetite surge, and then he began to vomit. Countless black blood gushed down the esophagus and lasted for several minutes before slowly subsided.

I saw a large number of dark green round bugs hidden in the black stained blood, and from the disgusting appearance, I could tell that it was definitely not a good thing.

"Yuxumo...... Joan. Irenikas ...... And those damn vampires...... I'm going to make you pay the price. Simon spat hard and cursed in a low voice. He has been mixed with the "Dao" for so many years, and it is the first time that he has suffered such a big loss, and he almost lost his life.

Half an hour later, inside the Forbidden Prison, an extremely important magical ritual was being prepared. Aberdell stood in a glass jar with blank eyes, his whole body was covered with shocking wounds, hardly a single intact piece of skin, and in some places abscesses appeared, and the yellowish liquid was running down his arm little by little.

He had lost all consciousness a few weeks earlier, and was completely at the mercy of the other party, and he had lost the strength to speak or eat. However, the diametrical opposite of the physical condition is the growth of divinity, the powerful killing divinity is replacing blood, muscles, and internal organs as the most important carrier of the soul, and those scarlet eyes perfectly reflect the true meaning of killing.

Joan. Irenikas stared at the son of Baal inside the glass enclosure, a look of greed on his face. Just as he was about to cast a spell, two portals suddenly appeared in the air, followed by Yuxumo and Veran.

"You're back? What's going on outside? "Joan. Irenikas put down what he was doing and asked.

Yu Xumo bowed slightly and replied, "Master, the girl named Aemon is already on the island, and there is only one person with her. According to my estimate, it's probably the one who has been against us all along. ā€

"Oh? The mage who killed my sister Bardi? He seems to be called Henry. Which of you has information on this man? "Joan. Irenikas frowned and continued to ask. He could feel it. The reason why his perfect plan was disrupted was all because of this person, whether in terms of personal strength or wisdom, it should not be underestimated.

"Great host, I know. The mage's name was Henry. Angomei, less than thirty years old, is suspected of being absolutely neutral in his camp, and is a mage and druid, lord of the Baldur's Gate area in the north. Legendary adventurers, especially the head of the primeval red dragon Baragas "Flying Flame" brought back some time ago, and his reputation has reached its peak, and it is said that he is also a powerful legendary spellcaster, but the specific casting level is unknown. It is also rumored that he is one of the highest-ranking members of the Masked Mage's Guild, and that he has formed an alliance with the electors of the goddess of magic, such as Kelburn, Lyra, and Erastro......"

Wilan 1510 told the information he had found. She was also shocked when she first saw this information, and she couldn't imagine that a mortal could achieve so much in such a short period of time. Adventure, territorial management, the exercise of one's own strength, all kinds of inventions, and unbelievable means, this qiē is even more exaggerated than the stories made up by the bards.

Joan. Irenikas narrowed his eyes, touched his chin and said to Aberdell in the jar, "Son of Baal." It looks like you've found a rather difficult ally. Unfortunately, he came a little late. You know? Tonight is going to be a very important day. I will strip you of the divinity of your soul and replace your original destiny as a powerful demigod, immortal. ā€

"Hahahaha!" Aberdell, who was originally expressionless, suddenly burst into a burst of wild laughter: "Despised by fate, you will never know how powerful Henry is, even if I die tonight, he will avenge me." Wait and see, it won't be long before my friends rush in. ā€

"Enough! I don't have time to listen to this arrogant nonsense, it's time to start the final step. Now bring all the waste into the designated location, and their cheap lives can finally come in handy. "Speaking of Joan. Irenikas waved his hand impatiently, and countless people who had been controlled by the spell slowly walked towards the huge glass jars around them. They are all well aware of their final end, so their eyes are filled with fear of death.

Among them were the masked mages who had been captured, the prisoners who had been imprisoned in their cells, the pirates who had been captured from the port towns, and the spies of the shadow thieves, all of whom had killed more than ten people if they had one thing in common. They are all sacrificial offerings to soothe divinity, to calm the subconscious left by Baal in the bloodline, so that they do not die like the others in the revenge of killing the divinity.

As the sacrifice walked into its designated location, Joan. Without hesitation, Irenikas began to chant an unknown incantation aloud, and soon a crimson blood mist appeared throughout the room. Under his guidance, the mist poured into Aberdell's body, and it wasn't long before the sacrifices in the jars began to die mysteriously.

Some of them suddenly appeared in the chest, as if they had been pierced by some sharp weapon. Some foam at the mouth, which looks very similar to the reaction to poisoning. Others rotated their necks three hundred and sixty degrees. In short, the situation is strange, and the situation is so weird that people can't breathe.

"No!!! You can't take what belongs to me!!! No!!!! No one can !!!! Aberdell roared like crazy. He could feel the most important part of his soul being cut away, and indescribable pain and sorrow irritated every nerve.

"On the contrary, I can not only snatch it, but also take the fate that belongs to you. See, this is the brilliant divinity, how beautiful, how enchanting. It's finally mine now. "Speaking of Joan. Irenikas pulled out of thin air, and a red ball of light appeared in his hand.

This is the divinity that belongs to Aberdell...... The most important core of the Sons of Baal...... (To be continued......)