Wizard: I Can Synthesis Everything
Chapter 168 - 165: Demonic Tide and Curse (Part 4) The True and False Holy Scythe

Chapter 168: Chapter 165: Demonic Tide and Curse (Part 4) The True and False Holy Scythe

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Lin Suo is engrossed in the joy of feeding his daughter, unable to extricate himself.

A new situation has arisen across Padolon.

The offensive led by the Four-Winged Crowman King has completely commenced!

Starting from the coastal regions, a mass of cursed corpses has been assembled, they even drove the "Eternal Drowners" from the depths of the ocean to roam on land.

Spreading curses.

Their purpose is nothing more than to bite off a territory in the Dan Dong Empire, providing a fundamental environment for reproduction and sustenance.

However, Crowmen are transformed from humans.

Just like the Blood Clan has a fundamental need for human blood, reproduction and survival are inherently hostile to humans.

But what the Crowmen do not know is that Padolon is heading towards destruction.

Occupying more territories and breeding more populations, it all avails to nothing.

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Crow Court.

The Six-Winged Crowman arrives alone at the Deep Sleep Realm.

This place, once the land of the Ashidler people, has been utterly desolate for a hundred thousand years, with the land polluted and inhabited by numerous red-eyed crows.

He, the last son of the King of Ashidler.

There exists a power conflict with the current orthodox ruler, the Four-Winged Crowman King—a life-and-death rivalry.

But the elite Crowmen do not recognize his right to the throne.

Thus, years ago, he risked breaking the seal of Deep Sleep, taking with him a group of similarly lower ranked, ordinary Crowmen in potential and strength, to hide within the Dan Dong Empire.

Now the time has come.

Bloodline Ancestor simultaneously cooperates with him and the mongrel (Four-Winged).

Using the Holy Scythe as bait, driving the mongrel to fully attack the Dan Dong Empire, aligning perfectly with the mongrel’s plan.

Crowmen need a new habitat.

But now that the Holy Scythe has fallen into his hands, contempt flashes in his crimson eyes upon this realization.

A perfectly intact Curse Scythe appears in his hand.

This Holy Scythe, personally handed over to him by Blood Ancestor, contains a strand of Divine Power from the Mother God - its authenticity is beyond doubt.

He is well aware of everyone’s schemes!

The Blood Clan intends to use the Crowmen as bait to attract the attention of the overlord powers, while they themselves take advantage of the situation to launch a surprise attack on the Silver Star Alliance and seize control of a Star Gate.

His years of infiltration in the upper echelons of Dan Dong have granted him a deep understanding of the overlord’s foundation.

In his view, this plan is destined to fail.

Bloodline Ancestor and the mongrel do not realize the kind of monster they are up against.

Those rebellious kinds who refuse to submit, let them die—so long as he can bring back the Mother God, he alone can rebuild the Crow Court under the starry skies.

With this thought.

The Six-Winged arrives in front of a collapsed statue; the Star Core on it has already been taken by the Four-Winged mongrel.

Regrettably, the commoners will never know the true secrets of the royal family.

The Six-Winged sweeps away the rubble, revealing an undamaged pedestal.

Here, there is a perfectly shaped slot, a perfect fit for the Holy Scythe.

Suppressing his excitement.

He inserts the Holy Scythe.

The faint strand of Curse Divine Power inside is extracted, causing the pedestal to burst into intense Curse Light.

"Mother God! The last royal blood of Ashidler, here, with my body, I gather your scattered light, oh curses! Awaken!!!"

Dark Rune Array takes the pedestal as its core, rapidly expanding to envelop the entire Crow Court Island.

Dark crows chant in unison.

Meanwhile.

Duke of Disaster, Desulom, watching the Curse Scythe covered in cracks visibly tremble, as if trying to fly away, but its internal energy is drained and its body damaged, rendering it powerless.

This puzzles him.

"What happened? The scent of Divine Power?!"

Coincidentally.

Far in the Blood-colored Harvest Plain, Lin Suo, pausing his work, with a surprised expression notices the Demon Spirit Shark stirring, as if about to awaken.

But... where is all this Curse Power coming from?

Like the Chaos Baptism, it comes from the void, inexplicably.

Heaven-sent red packet?

On a high mountain along the coast of the Dan Dong Empire.

The Crowman King with four wings, stared at the glowing Star Core in his hand, somewhat at a loss.

The Star Core and the Holy Scythe were originally one.

Controlled by successive Crowman Kings, since the separation from the Deep Sleep Realm, the Star Core had been abandoned.

Inside, only the Dead Star Divine Blood remained.

Also known as the Blood of Dark Star, it was a Mysterious Artifact that the Crow-men and the Curse God, who was once the Mother God, procured with great effort.

Legend has it that only the purest creatures of darkness can inherit the power contained within.

This power was invoked by an inexplicable resonance just as he was distracted, tearing open space and vanishing into the void.

Four Wings: "?!?!!"

The focus shifts back to the Six Wings Crowman. Activating the last resort of the royal Ashidler family, the Six Wings excitedly closed his eyes and spread three pairs of wings.

The corners of his mouth widened into an exaggerated curve.

Once he accepts the radiance of the Mother God, his strength may potentially break through to Legendary level.

Qualifying him to traverse the Star Sea alone.

If the consciousness of the Mother God had not completely ceased to exist, it wasn’t impossible to welcome her back.

After waiting a while, there was no response.

Six Wings didn’t mind much, he just waited a bit more.

"Hmm?"

"Where is all my Curse Power?"

"How can this be?!"

"Who is it?!!!"

The Holy Scythe, unable to withstand the immense pressure, shattered on the base.

He wouldn’t know that this scythe was forged by Lin Suo.

Indeed, it contained Curse Divine Power.

In fact, during the fall of the Crow Court, although he was a prince, he wasn’t the primary heir, so he had only ever seen the Holy Scythe from a distance, never having touched it.

He confirmed its authenticity from the power it contained.

Now, with it shattered, there was only one possibility—the Holy Scythe in his possession was a fake!

The greater his previous pride, the greater his current embarrassment and anger!

Using his not-so-big crow’s head to think.

"Definitely that bastard’s doing! He has the Star Core and also holds credentials for inheritance, so did he conspire with the Bloodline Ancestor to deceive me?"

"No, the Blood Ancestor must have been deceived too, he would not want a Legendary Strongman among the Crow-men, damn it, I’m going to kill you!!"

Six Wings flapped his wings and soared into the sky.

Never considering whether he was not as smart or as strategic as he imagined.

Even somewhat brain-damaged.

Otherwise, why would the former King rather choose someone who rose from the lower ranks instead of choosing among the princes?

This wave of dimwitted maneuvers.

All factions were bewildered, elite powers pinpointed the Crow Court, but couldn’t find where that power had gone.

Only one person.

Belonged to a heaven-sent red packet, Emperor Qin Shi Huang touching the electric wire—struck lucky!

Wizard Tower.

Lin Suo stared at the octagonal black gemstone in his hand, unable to make sense of it.

The Demon Spirit Shark was enveloped in high-quality Curse Power.

Forced to accept the power infusion.

Causing Lin Suo’s strength to surge rapidly, although this time the feedback of magical power was a small part.

More of it was an enhancement of the essence of his soul.

His strand of Immortal essence also grew quickly during this process.

As if it absorbed the ownerless soul source.

The intensity seemingly doubled.

"What the heck!"

Just then, the black cocoon enveloping the Demon Spirit Shark suddenly burst.

The original starving shark appearance completely transformed.