Chapter 192
"Traitor of the dragon race, was it you who lured me here?" Negri of the Divine race, or Shennai for short, landed on the ground and stared straight at Negri with his dark green eyes. His towering physique made him seem like he was above everyone else.
"Shouldn't you be the traitors?" Negri casually replied, observing the composition of this Divine race with interest. Noah and Lanshan had retreated far away, while Killer J had already disappeared without a trace.
His Authority in the Flame world was Disease and Inauspiciousness, while his ability was related to germs to a certain degree, but not too much. Strictly speaking, his original Divinity should have been called 'Things of Disgust'.
People hated ugly things, so this was reflected on Shennai's ugly appearance. People hated diseases, so this was reflected on him because of the black aura of plague that could cause disease. People hated crows who brought death, so the crows became his messengers.
Anything that the Cauchy people of the Flame world hated would more or less be reflected on Shennai.
Even the Goddess of Misfortune, Maynus, was more popular than Shennai. After all, Shennai represented disgust, inauspiciousness and disease were only his most prominent characteristics, his other characteristics included darkness, filth, and so on.
"I was loyal to the Priest and finally ignited. The path of Igniting has never been limited to a single world!" Shennai declared. He knew very well that Negri was talking about betraying the Flame world, but he wasn't angered by Negri's words.
"You didn't lure me here just to say some meaningless words, did you?" Shennai raised his hand, black aura flowed around it as he spoke: "If I catch you, the defensive line of this world created because of you will collapse. Struggle with all your might, mortal!"
Several black aura chains had appeared where Negri was standing at without him noticing, wrapping around Negri from various angles.
The black aura chains were filled with the buzzing of flies, giving off an ominous aura. If someone was bound by these chains, the aura of disease would flow through the chains and infuse into the target's body. Rather than calling it a disease, it was more like a curse.
Those infected by the aura of disease would experience various negative symptoms, such as weakness, pain, fatigue, dizziness, decay, and so on.
After Shennai appeared, he first used words to stall for time, but he secretly used the aura chains, completely disregarding his identity as a member of the divine race. Once the setup was completed, he immediately launched an attack.
"Not bad …" Negri's Disasforce erupted from his body, accurately acting on the chains around him and breaking them apart. At the same time, the ground beneath Shennai's feet cracked open as several pitch-black tentacles shot out from it and attempted to bind Shennai's body.
Both of them had the same goal in mind. On the surface, they seemed to be conversing, but in reality, they were both trying to stall for time. It had to be said that apart from their names, there were quite a few similarities between the two.
The pitch-black aura on Shennai's body swirled, and like ink splashed into water, it spread to the surroundings. When the pitch-black tentacles came into contact with the black mist, they let out a sizzling sound, and some yellow-green liquid dripped down from the tentacles.
The two crows standing on Shennai's shoulders soared into the sky, flapping their wings and rapidly growing in size. They let out unpleasant caws, which seemed to have a special magical power that made it hard for people to concentrate, and they would always involuntarily listen to and recall the caws.
The two gigantic crows circled around, their pitch-black claws reached down towards Negri while exuding an ominous aura.
The black aura on Shennai's body churned, he held the scepter in his hand and began to chant a strange poem in the ancient language of the divine race:
"Living beings are born from ashes, the rest become filth"
"Flies are born from filth, the rest become crops"
"Food is born from crops, the rest become hotbeds"
"Pestilence is born from hotbeds, the rest burn to ashes"
"Everything that the eye can see is unclean"
"I am ashes, I am filth, I am crops, I am a hotbed, I am unclean"
"I bring living beings. I bring flies, I bring food, I bring pestilence "
"Worshippers of Me, only unclean can become immortal"
"Stains are the armor I gave you, stench originates from the soul, decay is the process of immortality"
"Spirits of Impurity, drag everything into the swamp of darkness."
Shennai's poem sounded extremely strange. As he chanted, a large amount of yellowish-green foamy vomit suddenly appeared on the ground, as if something was wriggling inside.
White, slightly transparent ringed insects rolled out from the vomit, growing transparent wings.
If one took a closer look, they would find that there were faint figures of humans inside the bodies of these insects. They were covered in the mucus of the insects, and occasionally, the insects would even suck on the yellowish-green vomit, causing the condition of their bodies to become even more disgusting.
This was Shennai's [Origin] ability: [Worship of Impurity].
A few poets, painters, or authors with relatively high Spirit Vision were able to receive revelations of uncleanliness from the words he chanted. They refused to be cleansed, danced with filth, and kept these flies company.
Their bodies were covered in stains and gave off an indescribable stench. In the end, their bodies would gradually rot until they completely rotted away, becoming part of the unclean, or the so-called spirits of Impurity, who obtained eternal life.
The amount of vomit gradually increased until it completely enveloped the ground around them.
As Negri chanted [Draconic Cioul] while flying in the air, the entire ground seemed to have turned into a yellowish-green swamp. A large number of insects rolled about inside, then gathered together to form a moving mountain of insects.
The yellowish-green mucus became their adhesive. As this mountain of insects reached out its hand, the gathered insects began to flap their transparent wings, then unscientifically carried the mountain of insects into the air. Or rather, it was unscientific that they could flap their wings inside the mucus.
Standing in the swamp, Shennai continued to hold his scepter and chanted the incantation, the black aura that seeped out from his body grew thicker and thicker.
As Negri hovered in the air, he frowned. He could sense that his [Otherworld Invasion] Authority was being disrupted by this swamp.
Unlike Negri's [Error] ability, this area of filth had tainted the Authority's ability, making it seem to have lost its effect.
Sure enough, even in the same environment, there would always be a difference between ordinary and elite.
The difference in strength between Shennai and the Great Dragon Idain, who had both reached the third stage of release, was like heaven and earth. Even though Idain was being restrained by Negri's [Otherworld Invasion] Authority and couldn't exert his true strength, Shennai was still able to create a home field advantage in an away field.
Perhaps there were also elites among the dragon race, but they clearly weren't Idain.
Watching the mountain of insects charging at him, Negri reached his hand forward, [Dragon's Pressure] surged from his body, resonating rhythmically as he activated his newly learned [Draconic Magic].
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