I draw a card first

Chapter 116 The Birth of the Evil God
This is exactly the scene shown by the fantasy that Ivan saw at the beginning.

Looking at these people in front of him, the chaotic prayers and whispers in his heart gradually subsided and replaced by an uncontrollable killing intent!
"die!"

Without any nonsense, I picked up "Elegy" Ivan and directly chopped a cultist closest to him in half with a sword!

The last screams of the unexplained dead cultist immediately alarmed the others.

The rest of the prayers turned their heads subconsciously, and suddenly saw that three people had been hacked to death in a short period of time, and they were stabbing the intruder right through the fourth hapless person who wanted to resist!
Pulling out the long sword, watching the blood splattered and splattered on the "raincoat" straight down, Aiwen became more and more satisfied with this water-repellent, dust-proof and lightweight blouse.

And it is precisely because of this unique piece of equipment that it also exposes someone's "origin".

"Investigator! Damn it, it's these nosy bastards again!"

The leader of the cult, under the hood, looked to be at least five or sixty years old, with white beard and hair, but a well-maintained old man with a hooked nose let out a low growl, calling out the identity of the intruder.

The two sides can be said to be old rivals, even mortal enemies. I don't know how many members die at each other's hands every year. It can be said that they are familiar and can't be more familiar.

After confirming the identity of the person who came, facing the threat of death, a group of cultists started to fight back one after another.

Some people on the periphery drew out their daggers, daggers and other cold weapons, and some took out muskets and hand crossbows, and spontaneously formed a formation combining distance and near. It seemed that they had received some kind of degree of professional training.

However, this preparation meant nothing to someone.

Facing these rookies who are still limited to the level of ordinary people, Ai Wen didn't even blink, and directly killed and pierced from the beginning to the end, piercing through easily and recklessly, tearing the so-called formation.

With brute force and a sweep with a big sword, several unlucky guys can be cut in half at the same time.

It is even more nonsense to hit him with slow old-fashioned muskets and hand crossbows, because lead bullets and crossbow arrows may not fly as fast as his sword swing!
A group of people performed at the scene, what is called sweeping arrows and vertically splitting bullets.

The situation turned into a one-sided massacre. Anyway, no matter what kind of identities these people have, since they appeared here at this moment, they are not innocent in the eyes of someone.

Cheng Shan's heart was still there, and the blood hadn't dried up, so facing the screams of different faces of men, women, old and children, he didn't have any mercy in his heart, and killed them all directly. Soon, the running water on the ground was covered by countless Red with blood.

However, the sacrifices of these people are not useless at all.

Taking advantage of the exchange time of the outside believers, about a dozen or so higher-ranking cultists who were relatively close to the altar, chanted mantras one after another, and threw out something similar to the piece of paper that once summoned "Bayaki".

Immediately, more than a dozen monsters with different images appeared on their bodies, roaring and rushing towards Aiwen!

"Good come!"

After cutting down the last cultist holding the noble rapier, Aiwen, who became more and more violent with the killing, rushed straight into the pile of monsters with the reflection of the giant skeleton beast gradually appearing in his eyes!

Kicked a tall deep diver away, then turned around suddenly and swung his sword to chop off the cold spider's claws that looked like oversized spears.

Stepping on its amputated limb, he jumped up, took the opportunity to grab the leg of Byakhi flying over his head, and threw him to the ground, stepped on his back and tore off its head with one hand, and threw it to the elephant-nosed Dire face.

With a piercing roar, the two sides collided and shattered like watermelons, and various stains splashed all over the ground.
Aiwen's posture at the moment is simply like an invincible demon god!
"This guy, what kind of monster is it!"

I have never seen that human beings can slaughter a powerful "God Envoy" so easily. It is as easy as killing a chicken. A group of cultists began to feel that their beliefs had collapsed.

However, the head of the cult, or according to Silithus, the priest of the evil god, not only did not have any fear at this moment, but showed ecstasy!

"I have sensed the gaze of a great existence! We have finally contacted a true god!"

"Don't panic, the great Outer God is watching us. Blood and death are the best sacrifices. Let's speed up and strive for this success to let the God descend!"

It should be said that this group of people really deserves to be the fanatics who can arouse Ivan's strongest feelings.

When someone cleaned up a group of monsters like cutting melons and vegetables, instead of fleeing, these people obeyed the command of the leader and fell to their knees in the filthy blood.

With the mantra echoing in the mouth of the evil priest, the prayers of the crowd echoed in the cave again
“That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange aeons even death may die”

The weird notes are accompanied by a voice that seems to imitate the neighing of some kind of insect. With the help of the natural sound amplification effect of the surrounding environment, a chaotic symphony is finally formed.

After chopping the last huge ghoul into pieces, Aiwen listened to the echo that spread throughout the space, and suddenly felt that there was some kind of power reverberating and roaring in his body...

Sending out, can't wait for the response!
A black, ominous gleam gradually emerged from the magic circle carved by blood, and the pale heart was revealed in the deep red, melting like mud, and blending into the magic circle
Countless indescribable horror fragments were stripped from Aiwen's body and integrated into the surrounding environment
Huge pale ribs began to protrude from the walls surrounded by silhouettes and bloodstains, forming a palace supported by bones
Numerous open white bone palms emerged from the water droplets all over the stumped limbs in the deep red under the feet, which were undead from the ghost of death.
The pale, distorted and broken bone fragments seemed to be inlaid on the cultists' bodies out of thin air, putting a bone mask on them!

Two groups of dark blue flames suddenly burned in his eyes, and Aiwen found himself floating above the altar at some point, with a pale crown hanging above his head, and the throne of death under him
Unable to restrain himself, the same whisper emerged from his mouth.
“That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange aeons even death may die”

Gray misty mist appeared from everywhere, covering the entire space with a layer of dark gauze, and gradually shrouded the remaining 13 heretics who appeared to be half-human and half-skeleton
Finally, driven by an unknown force, these 13 people suddenly and neatly uttered a whisper that seemed to be born with death and blasphemy:

"Lord, you are the pronunciation of death Everything will die, and you will achieve the highest"

Following the prayer, the projection of the giant bone beast emerged behind Aiwen, and its huge body surpassed the cave itself, and even completely covered the nearby forest!

Standing in the endless dense forest, the new indescribable terrifying existence uttered a silent, terrifying roar that seemed to come from the essence of death!
(End of this chapter)