Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 710: Dark Ritual
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Quebec City, near the Roland Empire, is now in ruins, with cracked walls, collapsed houses, and charred corpses everywhere.
The sky above Quebec City was filled with black smoke. These black smoke came from the central street of Quebec City and shrouded the whole city in darkness.
The former Central Street has now become a hellish scene.
Countless captured humans, such as elves, orcs, and monsters, have all been captured here. They line up in long lines with dull expressions, and their thin, yellow faces seem to have lost their vitality.
They walked forward numbly, all the way to the makeshift platform.
On the high platform, there are already standing evil gods holding sharp knives, and there are countless little demons holding spears and swords around them, vigilant and ferocious eyes scanning the captured creatures back and forth.
"Porch--" there was a cry.
On the high platform, an evil **** with a long knife in his hand slammed into an orc's chest. The orc's chest was covered with long hair and immediately showed red blood, flowing down his stomach. Without struggling, his body twisted a few times, and his face showed pain and despair, like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
The evil **** was expressionless, pulled the injured orc violently, and kicked it off the high stage.
The orc's body fell quickly, with a "pop--" and fell heavily to the ground. He struggled a few times and stopped moving, and his wide open eyes showed nostalgia for life.
At the foot of the high platform, countless corpses piled up into hills, and the blood flowing from these corpses gathered into small rivers. The countless small rivers flowed slowly towards a depression like a spider web. Gathering towards the center little by little.
At this moment, the central street of Quebec City has become a huge dark magic circle. In the center of this magic circle, lies a corpse. The great black magician Ronkinu is standing beside the corpse, holding the law high. The stick, chanting a language that no one can understand, a strange dark breath filled the city.
This is the black magic "Dark Heart", at the cost of ten million living creatures in exchange for Lord Sauron, the lord of **** and the commander of the Burning Legion.
The temporary high platforms are the slaughterhouses, where all the creatures are slaughtered, and then their blood and soul will turn into dark power to repair the mutilated soul of Sauron, King of Hell.
Not far away, the demon princess Sophia was sitting on a huge open-air throne, watching all this quietly, her eyes with a hint of hope.
"You said...Is this guy Ronginu believable? My father...will really come back to life?"
Standing next to her most trusted subordinate, the evil **** King Ravens, Ravens hesitated, "I don't know much about black magic, but... Seeing that guy is so solemn, he should... There should be no fake..."
The mystery of black magic is not underneath the magic of the undead, and even to a certain extent, there are similarities in the same way.
Sofia looked at the long line and couldn't help but frowned. She sighed softly, "Unfortunately...this speed is too slow...I can't wait!"
"This is already the fastest..." Ravens replied honestly, "Ten million creatures, killing 100,000 per day, at the current rate, it will take three months..."
Sophia let out an "um", although she was helpless, she could only accept this fact.
"It's so boring!" Sophia stretched, leaned lazily on the chair, squinted her eyes slightly, turning a blind eye to and hearing the cry of those creatures. For her, those ten million creatures It's just a number.
Ravens took a step back and stood by the side.
At this moment, there was a commotion not far away, accompanied by a roar of beasts, and at the same time, there was a commotion over there.
"What's the matter?"
Sophia opened her eyes, her unsentimental eyes filled with irritation, and she looked at Ravens.
"I will check it now!"
Ravens knew the princess' temper, so he immediately ordered to go down. After a while, a demon guard stumbled over.
"Yes, Your Highness, a little accident happened just now. We didn't expect a Sanctuary Monster to hide in the crowd. Suddenly it broke out and we hurt many people..."
The demon guard reported cautiously that it turned out that it was the high-level sanctuary demon that was rebelling in Quebec City, the angry lion. He was caught by the Burning Legion as a human and sent here. He has always hidden his identity. , Planning to wait for an opportunity to escape, but after coming here, he felt more and more wrong, and finally violently resisted.
The strength of the high-level sanctuary beasts is not covered. When he gets angry, he kills the little demon who guards him, and also kills dozens of **** three-headed hounds, fighting with the evil gods who rushed over. call.
The battle between the two sanctuary powerhouses caused great chaos and destruction, and some creatures took the opportunity to escape.
"Sanctuary Warcraft?"
Sophia's face was full of anger, she stood up abruptly, slapped her chair and roared.
"The rice bucket... you guys are all the rice buckets... A Sanctuary monster has also made such a mess, go... deal with me immediately... If you disturb Mr. Langelkinu, it will delay my father The resurrection event, don’t even think about living alive..."
"Yes!"
The Cthulhu King Ravens's heart stunned, "I will deal with it immediately!"
On the head of Quebec, blood was everywhere, and there were traces of fierce fighting everywhere, as if dozens of wild beasts fought here, and dozens of mutilated corpses lay on the ground.
A huge snow-white lion weighing several tons hovered back and forth, constantly making angry noises.
At this moment, the angry lion has become a "blood lion". His white fur is already covered with blood. Even though his strength is one level lower than him, he still faces dozens of cruel **** creatures. He was injured, and he had a fight with the sanctuary-level **** creatures that came.
The fierceness of the angry lion is also famous in the empire of Warcraft. The evil **** who came here has been defeated by him, but he can't escape. Dozens of **** creatures have surrounded him, but the sanctuary of Warcraft Yu Wei made them afraid to come forward for a while.
At this time, the entire northern part of Quebec City was in chaos. There were shouts and chaotic footsteps everywhere. In order to maintain order, the **** creatures began to kill wildly.
"Damn it! It will be too late if you don't leave!"
Feeling that there might be more and more powerful people coming from the other party, the angry lion felt anxious. He ignored the injuries on his body and slammed into the group of little demons.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Under the sharp claws, several little demons were torn to pieces.
"Kill...Don't let him run away!"
"叽叽……"
The little demons made a special "chicking" sound, killing forward like a tide, and the terrifying number was like bats flying in the sky.
Those short, dwarf-like **** creatures are powerful and cruel.
"Boom——Boom——Boom——"
The powerful fire power domain opened up, a fierce explosion sounded from the head of the city, and the entire body of the angry lion was erected, just like his name.
The Sanctuary Wrathful Lion used his claws and teeth to kill a lot of **** creatures. He opened a blood run, rushed down the city and killed them.
"Where to run?"
At this time, a voice like thunder came from the ear of the angry lion.
The angry lion's heart suddenly tightened, and then his hairs stood up, and a shadow of death instantly enveloped the entire space.
That is--
The powerhouse of God's Domain!
As a beast at the peak of the sanctuary, the young angry lion has always been very conceited about his own strength. He believes that he will become the existence of peak beasts like Laffield and Friega in the near future. But the moment he faced the powerhouse of God's Domain, he knew how insignificant his power was.
The powerhouse of God's Domain is really too powerful. Even at the peak of Sanctuary, he can't handle the tricks of the first-level powerhouse of God's Domain.
The angry lion ran and prayed secretly in his heart.
"That's water..."
The moat of Quebec City is connected to the waterway outside. When the angry lion came in, he kept secretly observing the situation. When he saw the moat, his heart suddenly became cheerful.
The angry lion knew that as soon as he escaped into the water, he would be safe.
The angry lion quickened its pace.
One step...Two steps...
It's just that the distance of just over ten meters away from the moat is so slow in the eyes of the angry lion...
"Canopy--"
The huge black ball of light crossed the void, leaving a long trace on the heads of hundreds of thousands of creatures in Quebec City.
The "Ball of Destruction" swam towards the head of Quebec like a huge tadpole. Its target was the escaped Beast of Sanctuary.
"Asshole--"
The "Ball of Destruction" has not yet arrived, the hot temperature has already scorched the earth hot, the angry lion felt that the fur on his back was scorched, he cried out in pain, and his heart was already full Despair.
"Boom——"
The huge black ball of light suddenly shrouded, and a loud noise erupted. The destructive power of God's Domain tore through the void, spreading everywhere, and the entire Quebec City was in turmoil.
For a long time, a huge trace appeared in the moat of Quebec City. The river was inverted, the river was diverted, and the sanctuary beast had long since disappeared.
The chaos calmed down, and I saw the horror of the evil **** King Ravens. No one or any creature dared to stand up to the slightest bit of resistance. They were like chickens waiting to be slaughtered, losing the strength and courage to resist.
The chaos has subsided, and the ceremony continues, like a trivial episode.
"Humble creatures... Offer your blood and soul... for the resurrection of Lord Sauron... Contribute your strength..."
At this time, Langelkinu raised his hands high and shouted loudly, and the powerful, fierce dark power rose into the sky.
The center of the magic circle ran frantically, and the blood from all directions gathered together to form a huge blood pool. The blood water in the blood pool was already about a half.
Sauron's corpse floats quietly in the blood pool. Above the blood pool, there are souls that are constantly dancing and roaring. These souls are wailing desperate with expressions of pain, anger, and unwillingness.
The dark ritual has begun!
The shadow of Hell King Sauron slowly appeared, like a pair of demonic eyes, quietly peeking at the continent of Noah...