Urban Sims

Chapter 838 A Greeting Is Enough

After half a month of preparation.

The sacrificial ceremony will begin soon.

The 150 million magic net walkers who had broken their nets at the bottom of the back mountain became the first batch of victims.

They were thrown into an altar full of blue flames, and under the scorching of the flames, their bodies were turned into coke, and their souls were turned into ashes.

"what!"

"Help!"

"Ah! Ah!"

They let out an extremely shrill scream, and the sound was creepy.

But no one came to save them. The magic net walkers who were watching kept pushing them into the fire pit, with gloating smiles on their faces.

All kinds of hate words were spoken in his mouth.

"You bloody traitors, go to hell!"

"It's all because of you traitors that the guild has come to this point!"

"The spies of the blue light, go to hell!"

"Hahaha, good kill, should have done this a long time ago, these traitors, all deserve to die!"

however.

When the 150 million low-level magic net walkers in Houshan were all thrown into the altar.

Carlo Cisnari discovered through perception in the magic net that the blue god did not show any signs of awakening, not even a trace of awakened spirit fluctuations.

After all the 150 million bottom magic net walkers were sacrificed, there was no awakening effect.

How to do?
Continue to sacrifice.

This time, it was the turn of those middle and high-level magic net walkers who just gloated and felt extremely relieved.

In order to push these people into the altar, Carlos Cisnari sent a group of elders to suppress them forcefully and sacrifice 5000 people in batches.

In addition, in order to prevent the sacrificed from rebelling, Carlos Cisnari also cut off their magic net transmission, so that the sacrificed could not use the power of the magic net, and their ability to resist was severely weakened.

So after being asked to walk into the altar.

Most of the middle and high-level magic net walkers who were loyal to the Blue Hand immediately felt that something was wrong.

"Why do we have to walk into the altar, is it to let us clean up the ashes inside?"

"What remains are there in the altar? They've all been burnt clean!"

"Then why did the elder ask us to come in?"

"Could it be..." Someone felt something was wrong and walked back: "No, I want to tell the elder that I don't want to enter this altar!"

"The elder said that we can't leave, we must stay here."

"Ah, fire, there's a lot of fire underfoot!"

"Ah, not good! The elder wants to sacrifice us, we are going to die!"

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"

"We fought, we fought with the elders!"

"Boom boom~"

The blue flame in the altar suddenly rose to a height of three feet, and the "sacrifices" in the altar had no time to resist, and turned into ashes amidst screams.

They who were gloating just now, now stepped into the footsteps of the object they laughed at.

The sacrifice is still going on.

Batch after batch of sacrifices were continuously thrown into the altar.

Soon the second batch of 150 million sacrificed people, except for a very small number of people (these people are basically the undercover agents of the blue light) managed to escape, most of them were sacrificed tragically, and their bodies and souls were all restored to ashes and annihilated.

Has that effect been achieved?

Has the Canglan God been successfully awakened?

Carlos Cisnari frowned and shook his head, no, no, no, even after sacrificing the souls of 300 million people, the blue god in the magic net still has no sign of waking up.

Still failed.

"Could it be that we can only go so far and sacrifice all the elders? Including... myself?"

Thinking of this, Carlos Cisnari gritted his teeth!
"Okay, let's do it! Sacrifice everyone! It's better to perish with pride than to fail in humiliation!"

"I've had enough of my life long ago, but my enemies, don't even think about it!"

"I'm going to drag you to hell with me!"

Carlos Cisnari went all out!

He is completely desperate, he wants to pull everyone together to destroy!
but.

The closer to the last moment, the more frequent the situation.

First of all, among the elders who helped the company and the elders who enforced the law, there appeared a group of people who were greedy for life and afraid of death. They saw that the situation was not good, and fled in groups.

Carlos Chisnari sent the elders of the temple to arrest, and cut off the soul strings of all non-temple elders, taking back their power.

Even though various measures were taken, among the more than 5000 elders, less than 2000 were driven into the altar.

Only an incomplete sacrifice could be carried out, and naturally it did not achieve any effect.

The blue god in the magic net still shows no signs of awakening.

President Carlos Cisnari can only put his last hope on the remaining 67 temple elders (including himself).

And these 67 temple elders, each of them is powerful and has powerful soul power. In terms of the amount of soul power alone, one temple elder can beat 100 million ordinary magic net walkers.

Needless to say, in terms of quality, each of these temple elders has mastered the most original power and understood the original rules of this plane. They can control the magic net freely. If their souls are strong enough, they can even fight against the magic net. Talk to the blue god in the depths.

Now, such high-quality temple elders actually have to walk into the altar like ordinary magic net walkers, endure the scorching of magic flames, burn their bodies and souls, and at the cost of complete destruction, just to ask for Canglan God, let them decide and help them punish the blue light.

But what if the God of Azure is awakened?

So what if the Canglan God avenged them?

For them who were completely dead, that was meaningless.

Meaningless.

So at the last moment when they stepped onto the altar, 20 temple elders retreated, expressing their intention to retreat.

"Come in right now!"

"Dedicating everything to the great Canglan God is the right thing to do, how can you shrink back?"

"Come in!"

Carlos Cisnari, who was standing inside the altar, said with a serious face.

But the 20 temple elders who were standing on the edge and hesitated to enter still did not enter.

Instead, they looked at each other, and one of them cupped his hands and said, "Sorry, Mr. President, we are leaving!"

Then the 20 temple elders turned around and ran away without looking back!
"You cowards!"

A temple elder inside the altar said: "President, quickly cut off their magic net, let's catch them back!"

Carlos Cisnari's face changed wildly, and he suddenly turned pale: "It can't be cut off, they...they rebelled! They joined the blue light!"

"What? They actually joined the blue light?"

"President, the sacrifice will be carried out, I will kill them first!"

"We chased them, we must kill them!"

All the elders of the temple were killing.

"No need!"

Carlo Cisnari waved his hand to stop:

"We only have 47 people left. Killing them will make the number of sacrifices less, and it may be even lower to awaken the blue god. No need to chase, let's continue to sacrifice, use our lives and souls, go Awaken the blue god, and let the supreme god punish those traitors and devils for us!"

The elders were silent for a while.

Then nodded.

The altar was activated, causing countless blue flames to burst out from the stone slab under his feet.

These flames burned their clothes, and then burned their flesh.

Finally burning their souls.

But the strange thing is that Carlos Sisnari and the others seemed to be unable to feel the pain. Not only did they not scream miserably, but they looked crazy and let out crazy cries from their mouths.

"O supreme god, listen to the voice of your family members! Wake up quickly!"

"Your dependents need you, and billions of creatures in this world need you!"

"Wake up, wake up quickly!"

At this moment, Carlos Cisnari was covered in fire, and terrifying fire spewed out from his eye sockets. His clothes, flesh and flesh had long been burned. What was still burning at this moment was his skeleton and his almost substantial soul.

And his yelling seemed to have had a certain effect.

In the incomplete magic web of the energy layer, at the central connection of the spider web-like magic strings, a wave of ripple-like soul fluctuations began to be produced, with increasing amplitude and frequency.

All the magic net walkers felt a palpitation of power.

This good phenomenon made Carlo Cisnari extremely excited. He increased the intensity of his soul burning and made the strongest sound.

"Wake up, Supreme God! Wake up, and listen to the voice of your most devout kin!"

In response, the fluctuations in the center of the magic net became more violent.

suddenly!

An old and tired low voice came from the center of the magic net:

"Mortal, why did you call me?" the Azure God spoke.

"That's right, Supreme God, I am your most devout mortal family member, my name is Carlo Cisnari, and I am... Ah!"

Before Carlo Cisnari finished his self-introduction, he stopped abruptly and fell into silence.

It turned out that hundreds of floating battleships of the Blue Light flew over the headquarters of the Blue Hand, and hundreds of magic main guns aimed at the altar and launched a salvo.

"Boom~!"

The entire altar, together with the souls of the temple elders such as Carlos Cisnari, instantly turned into nothingness.

Zhou Ming, who has been secretly manipulating all this, said: "Okay, Carlos Sisnari, just say hello, don't disturb the rest of the supreme blue god."

At the center of the magic net.

Seeing that the voice that woke him up suddenly disappeared, the Canglan God hesitated for a moment, and then continued to sleep deeply.

Afterwards, the soul fluctuations from the center of the magic net became smaller and smaller, and finally calmed down.

(End of this chapter)