The Abyss Summoner of the Last Days

The flame is burning.

Compared with other cities, it is occupied by bugs and beasts, but it is completely occupied by humans. Today I do n’t know what day it is. The streets and streets are full of people. Everyone's face is filled with crazy expressions, and his eyes are red. The neck is tight, and it seems to want to rely on this roaring way to vent the emotions in his heart.

Central Square.

In front of the crowd, there was a huge altar. Although it was forged from marble, it was surrounded by some bright red, like coagulated plasma, which was very dazzling.

As the crowd roared more and more, the faint blue flame on the altar suddenly swayed, and then in the blasting flame, a dark figure appeared in the center of the altar.

Its figure seemed to devour the light, and the flame was shining on it, but it could not see anything, it was just a pure darkness.

At this time, the crowd was completely crazy. After seeing this dark shadow, they suddenly knelt on the ground, and there was still a word in their mouths, I didn't know what to say.

The black shadow was surrounded by the crowd. It looked at everything in front of it, and a ghostly voice passed in everyone's ears.

"My Lord has found a chance to be resurrected!"

"As long as we can resurrect our Lord, we will all have infinite life!"

"Now ... bring up the prepared offering, my Lord needs this blood!"

"Our Lord will wake up in the breath of despair and fear, and at that time, our Lord's will can fall completely on this land!"

"Now the sacrifice ceremony begins."

Among the chaotic crowd, echoes of fallen prayers, followers of the shadow, and some believers willing to be sacrificed stood on the altar.

Men and women, these people are all professional, it is not difficult to see from the boiling energy, they are all silver-level existence.

But the weird thing is that they have obviously become sacrifices, but there is no fear on their faces, but an excitement and excitement.

They don't have ordinary people's thinking in their eyes, only a kind of fanatical belief, apparently brainwashed by the shadow.

They did n’t even need to do it. They took the dagger in their hands and swept it hard against their necks. Then, thick blood flowed on the altar.

Heiying looked at all this, with some scarlet colors flashing in his eyes.

This is the tenth sacrifice.

From the beginning livestock, bugs, to ordinary humans, and then to the bronze-level professionals, to the present, the city's peak combat power has also become the object of this sacrifice. When superimposed, the blood of the sacrifice is comparable to a stream .

Blood flowed along the marvelous matrix, little by little into the surrounding marble underground, the wave of evil energy began to spread, and a devastating atmosphere enveloped the surrounding area. After a while, the altar suddenly broke, accompanied by heavy steps Sound, a sloppy face, appeared in everyone's eyes.

His face was dry and horrible, like a skull, with rusty red skin, thick black and green hair, and a large cloak. His eyes, teeth, and nails were soaked with highly toxic substances.

It has blood-red pupils, as if a flame was burning in it. From the first moment of awakening, the merciless killing has been enveloped.

Naraku.

These ignorant believers may not even know that at the moment of death, they have summoned up an evil **** with a "death" personality.

In the cold world of Naraku, everything is the same. To him, all living creatures are a great insult to him. On the contrary, all the dying life shines with sparks of blue joy, and he likes this spark.

Some people prayed to Nero religiously in anticipation of Nero's power. But most of them were given death rewards by Nero.

Nero's temples are usually hidden, even in places that are full of evil. They are usually built underground and are usually part of a catacomb. Most temples contain undead creatures and other creatures that spread or cause death, such as banshees and demons.

The first shadow gradually appeared, showing a graceful figure and a face that fascinated countless men.

Desire.

Unlike chaotic, fickle demons, demons are purgatory creatures from the Bartos. They are notorious for their powerful strength, their evil character, and their ruthless but efficient organization. The devil has a rigorous social class system in which power depends not only on strength but also on his status. These devils spend most of their time corrupting mortals, in order to expand their influence in each dimension.

This demon is a faithful believer in Naraku. She did not know when it started, she lurked in this human city. She tried to erode the city's leaders by all means. Finally, she successfully brought a touch of Naraku's will to today In this city.

The real Naraku has supreme power, because of the power of the rule, it cannot come completely, but even if it is only a trace of will, it can also bring countless people to despair.

There is some divinity permeating above this figure, which is the most marked power of the evil god.

Naluo needs more blood to maintain this body. He likes these sputtered plasma and fear more than the undead creatures who live with each other. ’

Blood and limbs are splashing everywhere!

The demon seems to have expected this to happen, her eyes are a bit blurred, her right hand climbs into the chest, and her left hand touches the skirt. Some obscure words are always revealed from her mouth, giving This killing added a touch of spring.

The blood gathered in the blasphemy language, and Naraku stood in place, and his body became more full of texture than before. This projection was even more full of reality than the previous Burning Demon, just like the real evil **** came.

No word at all.

The killing continues.

On the dappled black cloak of Nero, the ghost of the unjust soul can be seen, and in the eyes lingering innumerable killings, it raises the weapon in its hand, a seemingly sharp **** sickle, and slashes in front of it.

His black staff, the "Fighter", can form a light sickle shaped like a giant sickle on the head of the staff, and touch any creature to kill the opponent.

This sudden killment stunned everyone. Until then, these foolish believers were awakened. They were mad and ran around.

Some people completely broke down.

Demon said that when my Lord comes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ will bring health and peace to everyone.

They have nothing, and in this end time they have lost everything.

Relatives, lovers, friends.

The evil gods in the mouth of the faith desire can get rid of the pain and even let them see their dead relatives again, but now, when everything does not appear as expected.

People's beliefs collapsed in an instant, but everything was too late. Naluo needs more life and blood, and they are undoubtedly the best sacrifices.

Nairou ignored all this. He raised his scepter, and when the black light lingered on the ground dead body, those corpses who had broken their hands and feet stood up again.

Compared to zombies, these undead creatures have more agile speed. At this time, these dead creatures suddenly flung on the same kind of people and began to bite constantly. In addition, some broken corpses, although unable to stand up, But over the body, some transparent creatures slowly formed.

Wraith.

This is a human who died with resentment.

They were born with aversion to life, they wandered out, and after grabbing a human, they began to devour each other's soul. After all, Lechi kept killing.

Not long ago, the bustling city was suddenly shrouded in terror and death.

Nairo floated from the ground, blinking blue eyes, staring at this brand new continent. Obviously, its goal is not just this city!

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