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Chapter 762 - 403 Three-headed Black Sheep and Power of the Subspace_1

Chapter 762: Chapter 403 Three-headed Black Sheep and Power of the Subspace_1

In the middle of the night.

In the desert, thousands of Sun God Sect disciples dressed in black robes, with the emblem of the sun on their foreheads, recited the bizarre sacrificial words fabricated by humans.

Five nobles from different countries, all garbed in diverse styles, were bound to wooden frames. Their hands and feet were punctured by wooden nails, and their blood flowed and fell into the desert sand below.

Strangely, this blood was not swallowed up by the desert.

Instead, it converged towards a stone table set upon the desert sand. On the table lay a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard.

With the devout and ridiculous prayer of the disciples,

what emerged from the distant horizon was not the sun, but a huge three-headed black sheep stretching across the sky, moving like the sun.

The Hierarch of the Sun God Sect in the past had sacrificed most of the disciples down and himself, and then created this monster.

The essence of this creation is the product of magic connecting with the Subspace.

The moment the Three-headed Black Sheep appeared, all the surrounding light was sucked into it, resembling the root cause of a black hole, the chaotic endpoint.

It’s a creature created from blind ignorance.

However, the Three-headed Black Sheep, being a creature of the Subspace, had once been defeated by a heroic knight from Lombardy. It has been unable to return to the human world since, stuck in an awkward state of being banished from the Magic Black Forest and unable to return to the Subspace.

Now, the Three-headed Black Sheep was ready to perform once again the sacrificial ritual created hundreds of years ago by the former Hierarch of the Sun God Sect.

It was hoping to regain the body needed to enter the Magic Black Forest.

’The humble humans have summoned me again, like ants gathering together, attracting my attention with a certain behavior.’ As the uncontrollable God of Fertility, the Three-headed Black Sheep descended upon this world. As a result, all disciples who looked up to it held their heads in agony, howling in pain.

Because the Three-headed Black Sheep is a product of the Subspace, unknowable, unseen, and untouchable.

Even those who temporarily worshipped the fabricated Sun God could not resist the radiation from the Three-headed Black Sheep. They were merely struggling to survive.

As time passed, they would inevitably succumb to the power of the Three-headed Black Sheep.

And that power, even the inadvertent hint of it, was unbearable for ordinary humans.

The Three-headed Black Sheep noticed that among the humans performing the ritual for it, quite a few were beginning to undergo unusual changes. White hair was growing from their hands; their backs naturally started to bend, turning them into some creature resembling sheep.

The Three-headed Black Sheep watched with a hollow gaze. ’The followers have already started to sprout.’

’Even if I don’t want to, I can’t help it. The chance of the ritual failing has increased, but it’s too difficult not to kill the ants when trying to observe them.’

’I must hurry and enter that human’s body, voluntarily lower my status, and enter the Magic Black Forest. Only the candidates for the Iron Crown’s heir can possibly bear my existence.’

It should have been morning by now, but the sky was growing dark, as if it were night again.

Many stars appeared in the sky. Those stars were shifting and changing rapidly, signifying some unique celestial occurrence.

Zodiac signs emerging during the day seemed like they were watching the product of the Subspace entering the Magic Black Forest.

Meanwhile, a cavalry troop and a merchant caravan appeared at the edge of the ritual site.

It was the Black Knights’ troop and the carriage team of an Iron Crown heir candidate who had rushed over out of curiosity.

The Black Knight Commander ordered his warhorse to halt, looking at the unusual changes up ahead. "Damn Three-headed Black Sheep."

"Just like a rat, always trying to burrow in here. We can’t get rid of it."

"The circumstances are different this time. Are we really going to let it succeed? Why don’t the stars in the sky do something, instead of just watching it burrow into the Magic Black Forest from here!"

"Kill those idiots, otherwise they’ll get us all killed!"

The Black Knights rushed in unison, starting to kill people. To their dismay, no matter how many times they attacked the Sun God Sect disciples, they were unscathed.

An eerie divine power flowed through the entire ritual.

Allowing all disciples to lose the concept of death.

The Black Knights naturally couldn’t kill them, and once the disciples lost their mortality, they were effectively freed from the grasp of the Iron Crown.

The zombies broke away from the cycle of reincarnation to forcibly free themselves from the control of the Iron Crown.

The Sun God Sect disciples relied on the power of the Subspace and temporarily lost the concept of death, so the Iron Crown, which could control life and death, also lost their control over them.

The Black Knight Commander growled in frustration, "We can’t kill them." They headed towards the center of the ritual and began to kill their sacrifices.

During the arrival of the Three-headed Black Sheep, the Black Knights decisively chose to abandon the Iron Crown’s heirs.

But their cavalry troops had not advanced a few hundred metres when they were blocked by a group of small sheep-like creatures. These creatures all looked at the Black Knights with strange eyes.

Without needing to say much, they collided head-on, starting a battle.

At this time, a mid-rank noble’s second son hiding on the edge of the battlefield, looked at the chaotic war in front of him with a pale face. He turned to the knights around him and asked, "How many living people are left in this country?"