Chapter 843: Three Sacred Artifacts Gathered

The terrifying psychic torrent gathered from behind Bilak and rushed to his back.

The demon prince showed no sign of dodging, but suddenly took out an item that exuded the breath of death from his body accessories that had no storage.

When this item appeared, the psychic torrent that Ahriman had released with all his strength disappeared in an instant.

To others, the psychic torrent appeared and disappeared in an instant, disappearing without a trace.

Considering that psychic energy does not have to obey the law of conservation of energy, it is not surprising that it disappeared out of thin air.

In the eyes of Luperzi, a person whose psychic power is not very strong, this is the case.

But in Ahriman's eyes, the psychic energy he released with all his strength did not disappear, but was transformed by the item that exuded the breath of death.

This is not extraction or containment, but the abstract transformation and devouring of the process.

Everything Ahriman could feel was transformed into an entity concept that cannot be fully described. This concept is transformation, and it is also like a reincarnation process of birth, aging, illness and death.

At this moment, he felt a lot.

"I was going to let Typhons charge it, but... you can do it too." Bilak held up a strange object full of death.

Ahriman stared at the object and realized that it was the artifact called Plague Heart among the three artifacts, but it was now in Bilak's hands, not in the hands of this warship and Vashtor.

However, it didn't matter who had any of the three artifacts, because Vashtor and Bilak had reached an agreement.

The two men now walked towards each other and stood together, as if to show that they were on the same front.

"Join us, Professor Ahriman." Vashtor stretched out his hand, which looked like a thin layer of rotten skin tied to a slender and thin mechanical hand.

Ahriman ignored what Vashtor said and stared at the artifact in Bilak's hand.

But he didn't release his psychic energy to snatch it immediately, because he didn't know what the artifact was used for.

Although the Heart of Plague had just converted psychic energy, as a divine weapon, how could its function be just to convert psychic energy?

"I'll give you one last chance." Vashtor said.

Ahriman remained unmoved.

Bilak was much less patient than Vashtor, and he had already raised the Heart of Plague in his hand and aimed it at Ahriman's position.

The Demon Prince had not yet urged the evil creation in his hand to do anything, but Ahriman and Luperzi had already instinctively felt death. This was not a certain emotion, but the embodiment of "death", so concrete that Ahriman and others felt that their throats were strangled by "death".

"Wait a minute." Vashtor put his hand on Bilak's arm, signaling the latter to stop for a moment.

Bilak glanced at Vashtor impatiently.

The two demons communicated in their demonic way in an instant, and then a playful smile appeared on Bilak's face.

Ahriman almost couldn't help releasing psychic energy to bombard Bilak.

Because the smile on Bilak's face was so similar to Ahriman's gene father...

That smile... Ahriman recalled that Magnus had shown him this playful smile twice. After his two prepared plans to restore the Rubric Warriors failed, Magnus showed this expression on his face.

"Goodbye, Ahriman." Bilak used some evil spell to drive the artifact in his hand, and then the Heart of Plague released light.

Ahriman and Bilak instantly left the warship.

The hole in the warship was quickly restored.

The traces of Ahriman and Bilak coming to the warship were completely erased.

After being sent away, Ahriman and Luperzi appeared directly in a webway made by the Ancients.

"Ahriman..."

Ahriman heard someone calling his name.

Considering that all the Rubric Warriors he brought were soulless puppets bound in armor, Ahriman could only think that the call came from Luperzi.

But Luperzi was looking back at the person who was speaking.

Ahriman also turned his head.

Shh——

The sound of the armor expelling gas was heard, and a Rubric Warrior took off his helmet and looked at Ahriman in astonishment: "Why did you become like this?"

Ahriman took off his horned helmet, revealing a pale face. Looking at the Rubric Warrior who had returned to normal in front of him, he felt so complicated that he could hardly breathe.

One Rubric Warrior returned to normal, but the others were still the same.

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"Why did you ask me to restore a Rubric Warrior to normal?"

"Because we should let Ahriman know that the three artifacts are not something he can covet, but if he is willing to kneel down and be a running dog, he can still get a little sweetness."

Bilak and Vashtor walked in the fully restored warship, rushing to the location of the other two artifacts.

The Demon Prince walked while recalling what had just happened.

It was just a coincidence that he happened to encounter Ahriman's invasion when he came through, but the Demon Prince had an idea and used Ahriman's psychic energy to give the Heart of Plague some energy that was enough for a short period of time.

As for following Vashtor's advice and resurrecting a red-letter warrior, Bilak was just trying it out. He didn't expect that he could actually do it.

Besides being surprised, Bilak also understood that no matter how effective the three artifacts, Heart of Plague, Ouroboros, and Tuchucha Engine, would be when used alone, it didn't matter. The most important thing was the powerful effect they could exert when combined.

When confronting Ahriman, the good helper that Vashtor mentioned was Bilak, who had helped him seize the three artifacts and would help him use them.

"As we agreed before, I will help you assemble the Discord Engine, and then you can use it to enter the Webway to explore the treasure you want to find." Bilak stopped and looked back at his partner, "Then..."

"Then I will support you in the future and help you steal the power of the gods." Vashtor took the initiative to repeat what he had agreed with Bilak on the journey to easily find the three artifacts.

Bilak's goal seemed unlikely, but he had a way to do it.

Just like assembling the three artifacts into the Discord Engine, Bilak also had a way.

Ouroboros, Tuchucha Engine, and Plague Heart, the three artifacts released a terrifying power when they were gathered together.

This was not unexpected by Vashtol, because the discord engine composed of these three artifacts was once the creation of the ancient saints.

"After assembling the discord engine, will you sneak into the webway and dig holes everywhere, or use this thing to ensure that the Eye of Terror is not closed by invaders?"

Before starting work, Bilak suddenly looked at Vashtol and asked.

"I will do both things."

Vashtol replied.

"This ancient artifact once belonged to the master of the real universe and the subspace."

"No matter how we use it, as long as it exerts a little bit of effect, it is enough for us to achieve all our goals and get everything we want."