Custom Made Demon King

The sky is dark.

The thick dark clouds blocked the moonlight, making the earth pitch black, and a flash of lightning would light up from time to time in the twisted clouds, and only at this time would the earth be illuminated for an instant.

The cold wind with a rancid and fishy smell is whistling, rolling over the mountains and canyons with strange rocks. In the depths of the valley, there is a dilapidated town, which is deserted and uninhabited. There was a creaking sound, one of the few sounds in this deadly town.

A group of carrion-eating crows hovered over the town. Their dark feathers were moist and shiny, and they seemed to have good food.

There are several withered trees in the town. Above the bare branches hang a few shrunken bodies. They are human corpses that have long been dried. These corpses are swaying with the air current. , staring at the town under his feet with deep-set eyes, most of the buildings in the town have collapsed, and there are still traces of scorch on the building materials, and some broken swords have been discarded in the town. Everywhere, looking at the black color above, I don't know if it is the bloodstain of their former owner or the bloodstain from the enemy...

Here, is an abandoned town in the human world of Sanctuary. There are countless towns like this in Sanctuary. The pioneers spent decades building the territory, often collapsed only in one place. moment.

However, in this city that was supposed to be deadly silent, there was a slight difference today. In a collapsed church in the center of the town, dim lights came out, and the rancid wind was accompanied by a gust of light. Wu's strange sound, as if haunted.

In the middle of the night, about two kilometers away from the town, several war horses appeared. On the backs of these horses, there were several people who covered themselves tightly. When he was in town, he gradually slowed down.

The leader jumped off the horse, stood on the ground, and took off his cloak and hood. This was a burly and rough man with a tower-like body and a face full of scars, and a wild blond hair tied up. Combed on top of his head, two heavy giant axes are crossed behind his waist.

After he dismounted, the rest of the knights also fell to the ground, standing with the big man, and looked cautiously at the dead town ahead.

"Kyle, is that here?" A petite figure asked in question, sounding like a woman, she asked, "Those remnants of Zakarum are really hiding in this town?"

"There should be no problem with the information, there are not many opponents!" The big man named Kyle said solemnly: "But there is no information about what these remnants of the Zakarum Church are hiding here, and we can only rely on ourselves. explored."

"Then what are you waiting for?" Another man's voice came.

It was a tall and thin figure. He took out a crossbow and held it in his hand, and pulled the strings, saying: "Kill all those guys, and leave a job to ask, won't you understand?"

"Let's go, in the name of Horadrim!" The petite woman also took out a staff that was almost as tall as her. With her voice, the crystal at the top of the staff also flashed a fiery red light. .

A group of people walked towards the town, and the lightning flashed in the sky, illuminating their way forward. The ghostly town looked so strange in this light, but they were not afraid.

Because they are professional witchers from the Horadrim Church, powerful "classmen"!

After entering the town, after some exploration, the group of witchers also discovered a strange light in the center of the town, but when they were about to enter the church, they were attacked by a large number of monsters.

These monsters seem to have come out of the church. They are hideous, and they launched suicide attacks on the demon hunters without fear of death. At the beginning, the demon hunters were patient and resisted in formation. The monsters attacked, but after a while, the witchers realized something was wrong.

The monsters are not powerful, but there are too many of them, as if a door to hell has been opened in the church, allowing these monsters to appear continuously.

"They are delaying our time, something must be happening in the church!" The petite female mage said.

Everyone also agreed with her guess, so in the next second, the big man named Kyle roared, holding a double axe into a whirlwind, killing the front, and the monster that rushed up was under the swing of his double axe, Instantly turned into pieces of flesh and blood. Under the opening of the meat grinder, the rest of the witchers quickly followed. After rushing to the church, the female mage held the staff in both hands, and the light of magic lit up on her, and then A meteor burning with raging flames appeared in mid-air and smashed straight towards the church dome.

With a loud bang, the church, which had collapsed, was completely lifted off the roof this time, exposing the interior.

However, the strange thing is that after smashing the roof of the church, the witchers did not find anything abnormal inside, only a gate of hell shining blood red light was slowly closing.

"Is it over?" Looking at the closing portal of hell, the witchers were a little puzzled and felt that it was too easy to solve.

Not quite... right! What about the remnants of the Zakarum Church in the information? Why haven't you seen them?

"Look for it! Maybe there is something wrong here!" The big man with a double axe shook off the stumps and minced meat hanging from his body, and took the lead.

A group of witchers searched all over the church, and after their careful search, they finally found something!

It was a secret door close to the back of the bookcase. When the witchers found the mechanism and twisted it, the secret door was opened with a click, revealing a narrow passage that only one person could pass through. , and looking at the direction of the passage, it seems to lead to the underground of the church.

Taking out the torches, the witchers were vigilant and began to enter the passage one after another. They had already seen that the gate of hell outside was probably just a warning method. Those remnants of the Zakarum Church should be hiding underground. In the space, if they don't hurry, they may escape.

The descending stairs were unexpectedly long. After walking for nearly 20 minutes, I could faintly see the light appearing in front of me, and I didn't know where it had penetrated into the ground.

At the exit, the witchers carefully leaned out to observe, but what they saw was a huge underground hall, with torches burning all around, illuminating the strange blood-red devil characters on the wall. In the center of the hall, A giant hexagram is etched into the ground.

At the sharp corners of each hexagram, there are dozens of believers in Zakarum church costumes lying at the moment. These believers have fallen in a pool of blood, but look at the enthusiasm that still remains in their eyes, and their grip Holding the hands on the hilt of the knife in their abdomen, it is conceivable that they committed suicide.

The blood of these believers is now flowing along the grooves of the etched six-pointed star, and the pattern is gradually perfected.

"Self-sacrifice??" The witchers were taken aback, then reacted immediately and looked at the position in the magic circle.

There, a Zakarum cultivator in a priest's robe was chanting incantations quickly, the devil language was recited again, the human language was recited again, and it kept repeating. The flowing blood also began to emit a blood-red ominous light!

"Quick! Stop him!"

Kyle shouted, and immediately rushed towards the magic circle holding the double axe. The rest of the witchers cooperated with him and followed suit.

The demon-hunting arrows with scarlet rays of light were the first to shoot at the priest who presided over the magic circle. However, when these arrows first entered the range of the magic circle, they immediately lost power and fell directly. A huge red The mask appeared, covering the entire magic circle.

The charging Kyle was also blocked by the mask. He slammed his head into the mask, and slashed towards the mask in annoyance in pain. The rest of the witchers also assisted and tried to break the mask.

The priest who was singing seemed to understand that it would not be able to stop these witchers for long, so the speed of singing increased again.

"Damn! He wants to summon a demon!" Big Han Kyle roared: "These guys, wouldn't they want to resurrect their master Mephisto!?"

"Impossible, although Mephisto is sealed, how can it be so easy to resurrect?" The female mage replied in her busy schedule: "Don't think so much, it's true to stop him quickly!"

So a group of people stepped up the attack again.

But at this moment, the chant of the priest suddenly stopped, and the blood-red mask that shrouded the magic circle also disappeared at the same time. Kyle, who was almost hurt, slammed into the magic circle with his head. Fortunately, he reacted fast enough, stopped in time, and stood on the edge of the magic circle.

The appearance of this mutation surprised the demon hunters, thinking that the priest's ritual was complete, and a powerful demon was about to come out, but then they saw that the priest in the group suddenly let out a terrifying roar.

The skin and flesh on his face quickly dried up, and his entire body shrunk in a circle, as if all of his spirit and energy had been sucked away at this moment, and he instantly became a dead end.

A trace of dark soul light swarmed out from his eye sockets, mouth and nose, infiltrated into the magic circle and disappeared. When the soul light disappeared, the priest collapsed to the ground with a click.

"This is... backlash!? His ritual failed!?"

The witchers quickly reacted, and looked at the magic circle as the light gradually dissipated in disbelief.

Kyle was shocked, and couldn't care less, he rushed forward to the priest, squatted down and grabbed his collar, while he was dying, he asked: "What did you do? !? Who are you trying to summon?"

The priest didn't answer him, his face was like a mummified corpse, he just opened his mouth with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice: "Not enough, the sacrifice... not enough... My lord, what you ordered, we cannot... complete. …”

After speaking, the priest died completely.

Kyle heard some words scattered, and couldn't figure out what was going on, but when the priest said "my lord", he understood what he meant, it was Mephisto, the king of hatred.

What Mephisto ordered? what exactly is it?

"Damn it!" Kyle thought for a long time to no avail, and punched the ground angrily.

"It seems... we have to report this matter!" The female mage sighed: "I hope... Tyrael can give us guidance..."