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Chen Ang stared at the panicked eyes of the Voodoo wizard. The room was very gloomy. Traces of Voodoo witchcraft could be seen everywhere, including the dried and decayed remains of eagles, snakes and lizards, animal carcasses, human bones, and hangings on the walls. Wearing bracelets made of monkey heads, antelope skulls, and elephant tails for casting spells, there are various bottles and jars on the table.
Chen Ang walked past the table and saw a sun-dried chameleon, a woman's finger with long nails, a vulture's head, bundles of antelope horns and ivory, brightly colored local textiles, and bundles of Dead man hair.
Chen Ang walked to a shelf where blood sacrifice equipment was placed. On it were necklaces made of beasts' teeth, ashes and other colored powders used to smear the body, gorgeous priest costumes and decorative witchcraft, as well as various sizes, with Small hammers to crush skulls, sledgehammers to crush bones, daggers to slit chests, broadswords to behead, and spears to kill sacrifices.
Chen Ang took off the spear and held it twice in his hand. The wizard over there was sobbing and begging in a low voice: "Let me go! I don't know anything!"
Chen Ang suddenly turned around, and the spear in his hand shot out, piercing his chest.
Strange, who was guarding the wizard, was startled and said in horror: "You killed him? Why did you kill him! We haven't asked for anything yet! Are you crazy?"
Chen Ang stepped forward, stepped on the spear, and pushed the spear that passed through his chest forward. Most of the spear body passed through his chest and pressed against the ground, forming a support to hold him down. After being propped up, the seven holes of the wizard hanging on the spear were bleeding, and he died horribly. Strange was at a loss and had no idea what Chen Ang was doing.
"No matter how we torture him, he won't tell!" Chen Ang said calmly: "After all, we can't hurt him."
The wizard impaled on the spear remained motionless, his limbs twisted and dead in a miserable state.
Chen Ang reached out and grabbed a handful of butterfly scale powder from the jar on the table and sprinkled it on his body. Then he opened five or six boxes of witchcraft materials and grabbed a lot of powders of various colors, including lime and clay. , there is red earth, dark red powder made of blood mixed with spices, and even a small amount of gold powder.
Chen Ang looked at the gold and silver powder in his hand with an interesting taste: "It seems that you have not wasted your time in Egypt for so long. Gold, silver and gems symbolize the gods of ancient Egypt and are also the origin of European alchemy. Gold is The sun, man, the force of life, and silver is the moon, woman, the force of spirit, which is the ancient Egyptian magic system."
"It's just convenient for me!" Chen Ang used the powder to soak in the wizard's blood, and drew various mysterious symbols and geometric patterns around it.
Strange looked at him solemnly as he did this and said, "Do you want to summon his soul to come back and torture him?"
"No!" Chen Ang quickly finished drawing these rune symbols, stood up, looked at the corpse and said, "Do you know the meaning of the word Fudu?"
"The word comes from Benin, which is one of the most backward countries in Africa and the origin of Voodoo. Voodoo in the true sense was created by Queen Raviu of Voodoo in the 18th century, but Benin is the It is the cradle of the birth of Voodoo, which originated from the ancient beliefs of local indigenous people. In the local language, Voodoo means "god", "spirit" and "soul"."
¡°Few people know the ancient origins of Voodoo. Even before humans left Africa, it was passed down from generation to generation by an ancient tribe. Long before the Egyptians built pyramids and developed their own sacrificial culture, Voodoo¡¯s The predecessor is spread on the land of Africa."
"Legend has it that its origin is one of the five tribes on the African continent that hold the secrets of human origins."
"The name of that ancient tribe can no longer be verified! But the 'god' they worshiped or feared has been passed down. Voodoo depicts the essence of that 'god' and the inheritance of its power. The Voodoo religion In the world view, everything has a spirit, and spirituality comes from the outflow of an indescribable 'god'."
"The spirit flows from the source of God and returns to God with death."
"They worship the soul, study the soul, try to use the power of magic, refuse the process of return, and refuse death! Why do you think you can control the soul of a voodoo wizard? They have been struggling all their lives to escape that curse, that existence With their eyes, they kill spiritual animals and use those spiritual materials to create substitutes in an attempt to confuse that existence and replace their own death."
Chen Ang looked at the spear at his feet and said with a smile: "The spear can't kill them!"
The corpse hanging on the spear suddenly raised its head, with an extremely distorted expression on its bloody face.?A case in which a whole family of tourists taking tourist souvenirs was killed. "
"So" Chen Ang concluded: "Every wizard is worried about how to hide his voodoo doll. If it is hidden too obviously, it will be destroyed by the enemy. If it is hidden too secretly, it will not be seen for thousands of years. If people find out, it's over!" Chen Ang looked at the wizard hanging on the wall with a half-smile but not a smile: "This one is too hidden!"
"So he is afraid that we will destroy his body, but he keeps the bottom line. Because if he betrays that person, even his soul will not survive, right?" Strange sighed: "It seems that we can't get more That¡¯s a lot of stuff! Let him explain a little more and let¡¯s change it back to his body!¡±
When the wizard heard this, his eyes showed excitement.
Chen Ang sneered and put away his elation: "Crutal means, cruel and ruthless, sorry I haven't lost yet. He is afraid of the person who forced him, but he should be afraid of me more!" Chen Ang's voice came from the darkness. The coldness came from the middle, and his face was hidden in the darkness, extremely gloomy.
Chen Ang approached the Voodoo wizard and whispered: "It seems that you can't feel real fear, so you put your fear of that person above me"
The wizard was so frightened that he pissed himself.
It¡¯s obviously scary enough, but few humans are scarier than you. As a human, why are you comparing this to the devil? Are you proud of winning?
He yelled crazily: "What are you going to do? If you destroy my body, I won't tell you anything!"
Chen Ang threw the heads of crocodiles, eagles, wild dogs, goats and orangutans at his feet, took corpse oil, mixed it with high alcohol, slowly poured it down from his head, and painted blood on the wall behind him. Draw a complex magic circle. The wizard's soul sent out warning signs crazily. He burst into tears in fear and begged: "Please, I really can't say his name. If I say it, he will take my soul away"
"I signed a contract!" He finally wailed: "Please, I signed a contract don't destroy my soul. Do you want to use hellfire?"
Chen Ang's face relaxed: "It's the devil! Very good, we know something again."
"And we know why that existence let him go! Due to the nature of the devil, he hopes that our actions will gain nothing, but let it harvest a superior soul." Strange added.
"You are so cowardly!" Chen Ang said in the wizard's ear: "When I saw you choose the soul-possessed voodoo doll, I knew you were a coward. A voodoo wizard who truly has no fear of life and death can only refine a substitute. Doll, and then transfer the damage he suffered to the substitute, that kind of wizard dares to pick up a knife and fight hard with anyone!"
"You are a coward who only thinks about feigning death. No wonder that existence thinks it can take away your soul!"
Chen Ang paused, and then continued to pour alcohol on his head The wizard struggled crazily. He wanted to pull out the spear from his chest, but Chen Ang quickly nailed his palms with two sacrificial daggers, and then used The dagger nailed his feet, and the wizard slumped against the wall, like the crucifixion of Jesus.
Strange frowned and said: "Why do you put him in this way, do you want to attract the church to pursue him? This is the image of the crucifixion of the Holy Son Jesus He is not worthy of this!"
"I don't have that illegitimate son!" Chen Ang said indifferently: "There is no such thing as deserving or not. The person I nailed personally deserves this honor!"
The wizard on the wall did not feel the supreme glory, he just felt the deep fear of death.
Chen Ang lit the lighter and threw it on him, and a raging fire burned from the body of the 'Suffering Holy Son'. In the blue flame, Chen Ang recited a spell: "Eagle's wings, crocodile's fins, wild dog's sense of smell" , the hands and wisdom of the orangutan, using goats as sacrifices to the unspeakable, guide them to find what I am looking for"
Strange couldn't bear to see it, and turned his head to avoid looking directly at the wizard's earth-shattering screams and struggles, but the fire went out after three seconds!
After a while, the wizard stopped screaming and said excitedly: "I'm fineHaha! I'm fine!"
Strange turned his head and noticed the skulls that disappeared in the center of the magic circle under his feet, and after that, things that did not belong here reappeared - hair woven, blood coated, and bones carved from the body. , a simple doll engraved with witchcraft.
Strange glanced sympathetically at the voodoo wizard who was overjoyed there, and held a rare three seconds of silence for him.
A few minutes later, the ashen-faced voodoo wizard poured out everything like beans from a bamboo tube.
His contract was replaced by Chen Ang with a fresh dead man's soul. Strange saw the soul in the void behind him that was taken away by an inexplicable force, and finally thought seriously about Chen Ang's strength. Which school of wizard is he? How far does magic need to be learned to tamper with the devil's contract?
Strange couldn¡¯t figure it out He felt a sincere fear.
I always feel that Mephitus, who is behind the scenes, may not be as scary as this person. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)?The soul that was taken away by the inexplicable power finally began to think seriously, what kind of strength is Chen Ang, which school of wizard is he, and how far does magic need to be learned to tamper with the devil's contract?
Strange couldn¡¯t figure it out He felt a sincere fear.
I always feel that Mephitus, who is behind the scenes, may not be as scary as this person. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com