Chapter 175 Ceremony

Weiner was very efficient and immediately asked several members of the Guards to press the cultists to the prison.

Later, he explained to the people that Zerima had returned to the control of the Eagle King and he had become the governor of the empire.

Not only that, Weiner also reiterated the dangers of the Void, and first verbally promulgated a temporary law, prohibiting anyone from colluding with the cultists of the Void Order.

If anyone dares to believe in the void or harbor cultists, they will be severely punished.

Those who report meritoriously will receive a hefty gold plate bounty.

After settling the matters here, Li Lin and his party returned to Weiner's mansion.

Weiner has several wizards with magic skills under his command, and the magic equipment is quite complete.

He sent people to clear the place for Nasus to perform, prepared all the materials to be used, and retreated with Li Lin and others.

In the room, Nasus held a handful of blue crystal powder in his hand. This material is a natural conductor of magic and is widely used in various magic rituals.

Then, he opened his claws and waved, throwing the crystal powder in his palm into the air.

However, the powder did not scatter in all directions as expected, but instead emitted light blue light, forming a small five-pointed star in front of Nasus.

Immediately afterwards, astral magic similar in color to the blue crystal flowed from Nasus' fingertips, holding up the fresh offal of various livestock prepared in advance in the corner of the room.

The magic crushed the flesh and blood into blood and powder, which were mixed into the pentagram's magic circle.

However, its originally crystal clear color was not stained by scarlet, but instead turned into dots of fluorescent light that dotted the array, like twinkling stars in the sky.

Nasus spit out obscure ancient spells, and brighter swirling blue magic emerged from his body, blowing out the flickering candlelight in the already dark cabin.

As the incantation of the astrological ceremony was completed, Nasus dropped the Icacia pendant in his other hand into the center of the five-pointed star magic circle.

Light blue light and star-like light spots poured into the pendant in a few breaths, dyeing its original dim purple into blue and white.

Nasus's red eyes stared at the fleeting face that was no longer human in the center of the circle, with a somewhat surprised expression.

"Huh? How could it fail?"

He narrowed his eyes and made complex gestures with one hand to continue to provide magic power to the magic circle, while the other hand quickly tapped the pentagram a few times.

A few more breaths of time passed, and the five-pointed star formation quickly transformed into a huge map, which was a simplified sketch of Shurima's current territory.

A light purple spot of light was at the corner of the mountains southeast of Nasramei.

However, the situation now is more serious than before.

In less than a heartbeat, the blue Shurima territory drawn by Nasus using astral magic was covered in dirty purple light, even preparing to pollute his source of magic power supply.

Fortunately, compared to the magic of the Celestial Warriors, this corrupting power seems insignificant.

With a wave of his hand, Nasus directly dispersed the formation in front of him, and the void power attached to it was also purified by the even greater astral magic.

The hut fell into silence and darkness, with only Nasus' heavy breathing clearly audible.

"The people who are protected by the void...if they are not eliminated as soon as possible, they will become a big problem."

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More than ten minutes ago, there was an unknown ruined town at the foot of the southeastern mountains of Nashrame.

Dense camps were set up behind various bunkers, and countless purple-robed cultists knelt in front of a deep pit, muttering words as if they were praying.

The last sunlight casts its last remaining light on this land, but its color cannot cover up the evil light underground that does not belong to this world.

As batch after batch of livestock were pushed into the deep pit, the earth trembled faintly, as if something huge was squirming excitedly underground.

In front of many cultists, a man wrapped in a cloak and turban covered with scrawled ancient Icathian symbols, with feet as bare as dead tree bark, stood beside a deep pit that shone with strange purple light.

The most eye-catching thing is the top of his head...

The man's skull has turned into an evil purple film, with light purple light beating inside, as vigorous and powerful as a heart.

The evil light expands and spreads, eager to eat and devour.

He is Malzahar, who claims to be a "prophet" who knows the future and is the spokesperson of the void in the world.

"My children," he began.

That kind of completely unreasonable sound cannot be called a sound at all.

It did not spread through the air, but went directly into everyone's heads and into the depths of their souls.

However, the cultists with fanatical expressions on their faces were not surprised by this.

Each of their bodies has more or less non-human features.

Someone's face and skin were broken and cracked, covered with countless purple cracks.

Someone opened their mouth, and the yellowed teeth in the mouth were moving by themselves, as if they had independent thoughts and lives.

Some people's eyes turned into a dozen irregular and messy fragments, shining with a purple light similar to the void.

Malzahar's purple-flamed eyes swept across the crowd, "Tonight is our annual night of confession."

Against the backdrop of the purple light seeping out of the abyss behind him, a thin barrier emerged around him, lifting him up slowly into the air.

“We are changed by our experiences, but the memories we leave behind are meaningful.”

Malzahar's voice that penetrates into the soul is irresistibly bewitching.

"I have always warned you that emptiness will surely come to this material world, our misery will be washed away by it, and our sins will be forgiven by it.

"The end will come, it's just a matter of time. By then, the entire Rune Land, along with us, will be merged into nothingness.

"This is our destiny."

"Void...Void..."

Fanatic believers began to chant the obscure name in unison.

The purple light in Malzahar's head pulsed, making a strange sound similar to laughter.

He waved his hand, and all the believers kneeling on the ground stopped.

"I once witnessed on the ruins of that fallen country that the light and darkness of the entire world were swallowed up by nothingness and turned into complete nothingness.

"I once thought this power was a sinister one...but I was wrong then.

“The void is great, and it has taken on a new form and will lead us to new possibilities.

"She inspired me and asked me to be her most trusted servant. Let me enlighten you, the lost lambs!

"The void longs for you, your memories, your experiences, your existence, everything you have."

Malzahar looked around again and raised his hand.

Suddenly, everyone's body was burning with a purple cold flame, but they seemed to have lost their sense of pain, their faces were numb and they were not aware of it.

The earth trembled more violently, and the abyss fissure behind Malzahar tore through the surrounding bedrock, spreading rapidly under the believers in the shape of a spider web.

"With this, she will take it all."

As Malzahar's words faded, the ground beneath the feet of the believers began to collapse, covering the entire ruined town.

One after another, the cultists were swallowed into the abyss by the vortex of purple light that absorbed everything, but their faces were all filled with twisted "happy" smiles.

Malzahar looked at everything in front of him indifferently, as if what fell into the abyss was not a person, but a group of insignificant ants.

As the tremors of the earth gradually calmed down, the abyssal fissure closed automatically, leaving almost no trace, and was quickly covered by the yellow sand blown by the strong wind.

Malzahar, who was suspended in mid-air, slowly fell, and his feet hovered twenty or thirty centimeters above the ground and stopped.

"Not enough...not enough. This little sacrifice is not enough to swallow up these ports along the coast." He lowered his head and murmured to himself.

But the next second, the lavender barrier around Malzahar suddenly burst out with a strong and dazzling light. The strong magic burned his body, making him feel the pain that he had long forgotten.

"This is……"

Malzahar's eyes widened and had been completely replaced by purple light, without eyeballs, and he still didn't understand what happened.

Not long after, a pain like tearing flesh and bones and crushing bones swept through his body in an instant, "Cough cough cough..."

The void barrier around him seemed to be destroyed by some non-existent force. Malzahar couldn't control his body and fell to the ground, coughing up a pool of purple corrosive liquid.

"Someone is spying on me...who is it?"

Malzahar casually wiped his face and the turban connected to his head, and stood up tremblingly.

The next second, he heard the inexplicable murmurs in his mind and knew everything.

"This kind of power comes from the transcendent world of heaven... This is the astrology of the heavenly warrior Nasus!"

Malzahar's fisted hands twisted and dropped unnaturally, and the power of the void quickly gathered around him, forming a new barrier and supporting him in the air.

"It's too early to confront the Ascended One now. She is different from the past. She has not yet accumulated the majestic power she had thousands of years ago..."

Malzahar lowered his head like a mental patient and whispered to himself.

He raised his eyes and looked far south, in the direction of Zerima.

"My mission has not been completed yet. I must return to the border of Icathia. Only there will the power of the void protect me..."

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