The Bald Monk in the City

"The filthy blood, the tears of redemption, the land of new life..."

"The dawning moon, the winding snake, the winding vine..."

"I call you, the evil from the abyss..."

This is a shadow in a corner of the world, and an evil sacrifice is unfolding.

With the deep chant of the sacrifice, the magic circle engraved with a large number of evil runes began to bloom...

The old man headed by the crowd slowly raised his head, his eyes projecting a faint green color.

Maybe it's fel energy, or the traces and marks left by some dangerous force.

On the faces of the units participating in the sacrifice activities, there are lines with the same characteristics.

Lines are the most direct and simple damage to the body.

It is a profound memorial to something, and it is also a way of conveying will.

In the meaning of religion, it has been given more meaning.

Either tender, or... cruel...

"what!!"

With the scarlet light shining on, the surrounding people crawled on the ground like waves.

This is not awe or fear, but the lines on their faces are constantly absorbing their life force.

Their faces are full of pain, but there is no wave of regret.

Yes, it's just a peaceful peace.

Ah, the void, the sanctuary in chaos;

Now your servant will offer a permanent sacrifice;

Our soul will be intertwined in that nothingness and become a part of greatness forever!

As the sacrifice continued, a huge figure began to appear on the altar!

"Wumgarth, master of the void demon!"

"Come to the mortal world, and give me the grace of waiting for nothing!!"

After the burning dark aura, the huge figure that caused everything to be distorted finally appeared in the material world!

This is a terrifying existence like a flame demon, and its body is burning with terrifying flames all the time.

But that flame is not a pure magic flame.

It is the power of darkness, the derivative and differentiation of pain.

Only by looking directly at the existence of pain can you feel the darkness and horror originating from the Void Demon King of Hamgals!

When many Void servants were completely swallowed by the powerful dark power of Hamgals.

And the sacrificer headed at this time realized that he was following a...

Huh, goblin?

This is undoubtedly something that makes people feel a bit surprised.

After all, the goblin and the void are really two concepts that are too far apart.

However, when the sacrificer noticed the breath of void air on the goblin, he seemed to understand.

This is not an ordinary goblin, it should be a "pathfinder"...

"Now, our contract is completely ended!"

"Dasa-Dum, you need to know: the sun will destroy all creatures that try to get close to it."

"Whether it is reverence or contempt, it has its own eternity!"

Hamgals didn't pay attention to the sacrificial underneath. It lowered its head coldly next to Dassa-Dum.

The body of the goblin seemed so small under the body of Whamgalls that was larger than the ordinary Balrog.

But Dasa Dam didn't have any look of fear on his face, just because of the golden light carried in his will.

After hearing some dangerous words from Hamgals, Dasa Dam's cyan face did not fluctuate.

Do you want to fight against others, or is it a villain?

This is just the beginning...

Dassa-Dum paid no attention to Hamgals, and looked at the consecrated consecrator below:

"Then, follower of the void, tell me your name..."

When mentioning the words of the followers, Dasa Dam's tone became a little subtle.

It seems to be mocking, but also like a memorial ceremony.

The memorial is the stupid and rotten past in the cold world of the dead...

"Drezaha..."

Delezaha didn't know what kind of posture he should use to face Tasa Dam, but he knew that this was not an ordinary goblin.

Although the breath on it was not strong, a feeling of extreme danger made him feel as uncomfortable as a needle.

Weakness and danger, two seemingly contradictory concepts are intertwined in it.

Delezaha knew that it was because the other party obviously carried the will of a terrifying existence...

Delezaha didn't know why the opponent came, but he knew it was an opportunity.

To be recognized by Hamgals, he spent a lot of resources and costs.

But now, a new promotion opportunity appeared in front of him!

betray?

No, the void has never been loyal...

"I wish to offer you my loyalty..."

Delzaha crouched in front of Dassa-Dum, and the black flames of the Void Demon King reflected on the goblin's blue face.

And behind them, the energy of chaos on the altar that summoned the Void Demon King was quietly flowing...

This is destined to be a great, burning beginning...

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Els

This is a plane that is not too vast, but it still breeds a sufficiently splendid civilization.

The name of the gods once praised it.

It is a transliteration of a word in the ancient Senwen Dala civilization language, and its meaning is: a place with shining stars.

But now, all of this has been shattered under the war of the gods...

The gods at dusk completely shattered the central continent of Ls~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The broken land was completely swallowed by the sea!

And the massive death of intelligent life also caused the victorious gods to fall into deep sleep one after another.

The collapse of faith will have a major impact on God.

Without sufficient divine power or other matching powers as support, God will gradually become weak.

It's like a thing that doesn't get enough nutritional supplements, it shrinks little by little.

The danger that God needs to face is more fierce than the danger that mortal things need to face.

This is also the reason why many gods directly choose to sleep in the face of the collapse of faith.

Of course, in general, God will prepare accordingly in this situation.

"Tarasim, we are ready..."

On the last remaining large continental plate, or island, a tall giant looked at the human old man and said.

"Can we find a new world?"

Thinking of the predicament they are facing now, a cloud of haze appeared in the giant's rock-like determined eyes.

No one knows why the gods started this crazy battle, but Terrasim didn't seem to be surprised.

"It's like plants will germinate, grow, and wither..."

"Even if it is as noble as the gods, you also need to face our withering time..."

In the giant's mind, he couldn't help but think of what Terrasim had said to it.

"Yes, the goddess gave the mainland a deep kiss before falling, and everything will develop in a good direction..."

Prophet Terrasim looked at the giant, then said with a smile.

Yeah, it was such a strong kiss that the mainland collapsed...

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