"Is this...that yellow seal?"

Long Yan, bound in the barrier of pain, endured the severe pain and looked up at the yellow seal he had collected before.

At this time, the yellow seal was floating in front of him. This evil and treacherous symbol seemed to be twisting, rotating and squirming. The three strokes seemed to be constantly changing, but they always remained the same.

Long Yan felt that time had stopped, and the yellow seal in front of him... it seemed that it was not him staring at the yellow seal, but the yellow seal watching him.

But soon, the pain of the punishment of ten thousand needles immediately brought Long Yan back to reality. This severe pain was like tens of thousands of needles accurately piercing every sensitive nerve of his body, and he would not let him

Any harm can make him complain in pain.

"Damn it... Damn..." Long Yan gritted his teeth and motivated his mental power to control his cards.

The next second, a ball of burning flames suddenly gushed out, and colorful sparks began to impact the surrounding pain barrier, but he never could break through the shackles of this barrier.

At this moment, the low female voice sounded again in his ears, still depicting his current situation like a narration-

"The flame brave man tried his best to break through the punishment brought by the great hastur, but all his efforts would disappear. The great hastur would not forgive any rude people who dared to break into Karquesa!"

At this time, the yellow seal in front of Long Yan suddenly released a strange aura, and under this aura, the flames in Long Yan's body seemed to have increased.

"Oh~ Wait, what is that? That is the yellow seal, the blessing given by the great hastur. Is he also the chosen one? No, it is not certain, he can pass the test given by the great hastur.

Do you practice?"

The voice seemed to change, and it turned into the voice of a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old. If you listen carefully, it seemed that more than one person was shouting these narrations - their voices were ethereal and hazy, as if they came from

Another world.

Long Yan gritted his teeth and to be honest, for the first time he felt that he was easily controlled by others like a puppet.

But he could feel that the invisible barrier that appeared in front of him was obviously a law of space, and it was much more powerful than his own law of space.

If it weren't for the help of the yellow seal... with his power, even if his mental power was completely exhausted, he would probably not be able to break free from this invisible barrier.

In other words... Long Yan was completely suppressed at this time - he was obviously a senior executive of the Investigator Association with an orange card, but he was still vulnerable in front of the god who gave him a trial.

Wait, the voice just now said...Trial?

At this moment, Long Yan had already guessed his ending. If the trial passed, he might be able to obtain the blessing given by the person who sounded like a pronunciation of "Hasta".

And if the trial fails... I am afraid that my final outcome will be like those cultists hanging upside down on the ceiling. Death in torture is his only fate.

Long Yan has made a lot of efforts to gain his current status, so he naturally would not be willing to die in such a trial.

As for passing the trial, becoming the believer of the “hastur” and gaining His power…

He actually accepted it.

To him, power is everything, even far above his life - if he can gain power, he doesn't mind becoming a cult and accepting infusion from the evil gods to become an evil sacrifice.

It's just a pity that he has never seen any cult that can give him the power he wants. In his opinion, those evil sacrifices are just overdrawing their potential and drinking poison to quench their thirst. It's better to join the Card Maker Association to prepare it regularly.

Exchange for strength.

But now, he was shaken, and he deeply felt that the person and power of the "hastur" were far superior to all the evil gods in this world...

If he can gain some of His power, then what's wrong with becoming a cult?

"Great Hasta, I am willing to accept your trial." Long Yan's eyes became extremely clear. He raised his head, and the gushing flames seemed to flash with an indescribable resoluteness.

Neither humans nor the fire dragon at this time, Long Yan could retell the complete name of the god "hastur", so he could only barely read it as "Hasta", which could be considered a mistake.

And when he said this, the yellow seal gradually became dim.

In his ears, an ethereal voice came again-

"Oh~ The flame brave have received the trial from the great hastur. Let us bless him, and the light of Himewu will always shine for him!"

Long Yan raised his head and looked at the invisible barrier in front of him - I think this invisible barrier should be his first test.

His mood was instantly ignited, and countless tiny Mars jumped like stars. His paranoia and persistence towards power gave him huge motivation.

He completely concentrated his mental power on his right claw, and the roaring flames mixed with his space law power aimed at the invisible barrier in front of him and waved away.

The next moment, the boundless flame energy quietly gathered on the edge of the invisible barrier, like a canary trapped in a cage trying to break free from this constraint. The gorgeous Mars and the violent burst sounded loudly, dazzling

The light burst out.

Above the invisible barrier, a sudden sound of glass shattering sounded, and the space barrier that was originally used for blockade was instantly torn a crack.

Long Yan did not hesitate and continued to burn his spiritual sea frantically, focusing his strength completely on his right hand, hoping to slowly expand the torn space crack.

At this time, he was still under the punishment of ten thousand needles. The severe pain in his body and the roaring and burning soul pain in the sea of ​​spirit made it almost difficult for him to open his eyes. But in order to get the recognition of "hastur", he was willing to put himself in the face of

The sea of ​​spirit burned to dryness.

Finally, his efforts were rewarded.

The flame burned a space crack on the invisible barrier. Long Yan immediately grabbed the edge of the crack with his fingertips and expanded it hard towards the surroundings. A space that was enough to accommodate him leaving the pain barrier finally appeared.

He was delighted and hurriedly walked out along the crack in the space, came to the center of the theater, overlooking the surroundings.

At this moment, the ethereal voice in his ear sounded again-

"What~ The Fire Brave actually broke through the barrier of pain! He passed the trial brought down by the great hastur!"

At this time, Long Yan still didn't know where the sound came from. He had already had many speculations in his mind. Perhaps it was the evil taste of the god named Hastur, or the observation of a higher dimension was describing it.

He is in his current situation.

But there is one thing he knows very well - that is, he has no way to resist this kind of power.

At this time, in front of Long Yan, a ragged figure wearing yellow broken fir slowly appeared in front of him.

Long Yan did not dare to be careless and walked forward carefully for a few steps. The hot dragon claws fell on the ground and crackled flames sounded.

He could barely see the face of the figure in front of him - it was a pale mask, and at the same time, the man exuded an indescribable divine power all over his body. This is the unique power of the high-ranking person against the low-ranking person, and even he could not stop him.

The residence was shivering.

He didn't even dare to try to guess the true identity of the person in front of him, and only dared to stare at the other party with caution.

At this time, the king of yellow slowly raised his right robe. Long Yan saw several pitch-black tentacles appearing under his right robe. The tentacles quickly reorganized and shaped into a dry one when they were lifted.

Right hand.

He tapped Long Yan's head gently. The next moment, Long Yan felt a sense of chaos, and a huge amount of knowledge poured into his mind frantically, and there was also a mental power that he didn't know how to describe...

.

Although he had never received the infusion of the spiritual power and knowledge of the evil god, after all, he had read countless related books, so he could naturally guess that the god in front of him was giving him strength.

Without any hesitation, he directly accepted this power, which was what he longed for the most.

Then, many concepts appeared in his mind that he had never heard of before, symbolizing corruption, decay, disease and decadence. At some point, he seemed to see a city that had long been lost.

He knew the name of the city - Kalquesa, as if it was his homeland.

After completing the infusion of mental power, the King of Yellow turned around and left, and the theater specially built for Long Yan began to collapse with the wind.

Long Yan was stunned for a moment. When the space collapsed beside him, he immediately felt a severe pain.

Before turning into ashes, he screamed at the top of his lungs and finally returned to nothingness...

...

When Long Yan opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the secret realm, surrounded by eight corpses of cultists wrapped in bandages.

Everything he had just experienced was very real, and he could even feel the fear of returning to nothingness.

as well as……

The knowledge that appeared in his mind.

He glanced at the yellow seal he had collected before, thinking about something.

Then.

He felt that his future had become extremely clear.

...

After sensing Long Yan left the secret realm, Li Ming sighed and closed the "King of Yellow" in his hand.

On the last page of this script, there is a line of words written-

"The Fire Brave eventually became the devout believer of the great Hasta, who will pass on the name of the great Hasta to the world for the rest of his life."

Belly bloating, I felt much better today

Don't swallow it directly in the future
Chapter completed!