Journey to the witch world

After the female cultist finished her sacrifice, she withdrew with excitement.

Subsequently, other believers also began to offer sacrifices. Each believer stepped forward in turn, knelt on one knee and raised the black crystal ball in his hand high.

In the mirror, after absorbing the souls, the God of Disaster will fulfill the wishes of the believers according to the number of sacrifices.

Except for the first female cultist who chose to restore her youth, most of the disaster cultists chose to let the God of Disaster give them power after dedicating their souls.

"Great God of Disaster, please grant me supreme power!"

In front of the mirror, a believer with fanatical eyes held up a crystal ball and sacrificed 30 souls. The God of Disaster responded immediately, throwing strange power into the believer's body like a thread, and his aura also increased steadily.

".This power?"

On the side, a trace of solemnity flashed in Enzo's eyes. The power projected from the mirror was vaguely similar to the power of the goddess of the night, but it seemed extremely weird. After being given to believers, it continued to corrode their souls.

"Is this so-called God of Disaster really a heretic god?" Enzo wondered.

Not long after, all the believers in front had made sacrifices, and finally it was Enzo's turn.

"Present your sacrifice!" The hoarse voice of the God of Disaster came from the mirror.

"Great God of Disaster, please grant me supreme power!" Enzo stepped forward, prayed in a calm voice, knelt down on one knee like other believers, and raised the black crystal ball.

"100 souls, very good!" The God of Disaster seemed very satisfied and projected a trace of divine power from the mirror.

The strange power like black threads slowly entered Enzo's body. He felt a breath corroding his soul. He immediately mobilized the magic resistance in his body to seal up the power of the God of Disaster.

After a while, the sacrifice was over.

"Thank you to the great God of Disaster!" Enzo stood up calmly, preparing to retreat to his position and find an opportunity to leave the headquarters of the Disaster Sect.

He has obtained a trace of the divine power of disaster, and then he can rely on this aura to analyze what the opponent is.

However, just then!

"What's going on? Why can't I feel your soul?" In the mirror, the doubtful voice of the God of Disaster came, followed by an angry roar: "Damn it! You are not my believer!"

"Catch him!!"

All around, all the Calamity Cultists cast their gazes. Enzo's heart tightened, and the Soul Bone Wand immediately appeared in his hand. When the Calamity Cultists swarmed up, he slammed it towards the ground.

"Soul power!"

Silver ripples spread like a tide, and the surrounding Disaster Cultists all showed expressions of pain, wailing and screaming and fell to their knees, while a frantic voice also came from the mirror in the center of the hall.

"Trash! They are all a bunch of trash!"

The next moment, black tentacles emerged from the mirror, waving crazily towards Enzo. Each tentacle had fine teeth and eyes on its surface, and its disgusting shape made people's scalp numb.

Bang!

Black tentacles struck quickly, and the dark shield appeared in front of him for an instant, but exploded the next moment. The expression on Enzo's face changed drastically, and he quickly raised his wand to block, but everyone was knocked away and smashed. On the hall wall.

"Mortals who fool the gods, I will make you pay the price!" The voice of the God of Disaster was low and cold.

Immediately afterwards, the black tentacles waved again, and the densely packed eyes opened, filled with the luster of madness and greed, looking both disgusting and terrifying.

Enzo suppressed the throbbing in his heart and forced himself to calm down.

On the opposite side, black tentacles were already attacking quickly. He took out the Sword of Night without hesitation, and the sharp blade passed through the air, cutting off three black tentacles in an instant.

Bang!

The black tentacles that were broken off from the main body fell to the ground but were still twisting wildly. The ink-like blood at the wound quickly evaporated after flowing out, and immediately formed a black and purple smoke, which looked extremely strange.

"Plague virus!" Enzo's eyes narrowed.

The black-purple smoke filling the air has the same smell as the plague virus. It is obvious that the plague that broke out in the Swamp Principality was planned by the God of Disaster.

In the mirror, more black tentacles emerged!

"Its body must be dealt with first!" Enzo's heart trembled. He clenched the Sword of Night tightly in his hand. He suddenly exerted force on his feet and rushed forward. The sharp blade cut off the black tentacles coming from the front. .

In an instant, he had rushed to the huge mirror.

Bang!

He wielded the Sword of Night with his right hand to cut off the surrounding tentacles, and swung out a punch with his left hand, hitting the surface of the huge mirror. There was a burst of shattering sound, and then there was a sharp roar.

"No!!"

As the mirror shattered, all the black tentacles retracted in an instant, and the furious voice of the God of Disaster continued to echo in the hall.

"Damn mortal! How dare you offend the gods, I will make you pay the price."

The voice of the God of Disaster gradually became ethereal, as if it came from another world. After the mirror as a medium was shattered, his power could no longer be projected into the wizarding world, and he could only remain silent unwillingly.

"Lord God of Disaster!"

"Mortal! What have you done?"

There was a cry of panic from all around, and the believers of the Church of Disaster, who lost contact with the God of Disaster, all looked extremely panicked and turned their angry eyes towards Enzo.

"Kill this blasphemer!"

Among the many disaster cultists, an old man who seemed to be the leader let out a crazy roar, and then led a group of disaster cultists to swarm towards Enzo.

However, the next moment!

The Disaster Cultists headed by the old man suddenly let out a cry of pain. At the same moment, their bodies all emitted traces of black mist, which festered and disappeared as if burning.

"Well"

"ah!!"

The shrill screams echoed in the hall, and souls lost their bodies one after another. A black vortex seemed to form on the broken giant mirror, swallowing up the souls of all disaster cultists.

After a while, there was silence in the hall.

All the Calamity Cultists were reduced to ashes, and the huge mirror was reduced to fragments. Apart from the twisted tentacles on the ground, only Enzo was left standing with a sword.

call--

Enzo took a long breath, then looked around, looking at the ashes floating in the air, he couldn't help but frown slightly, and murmured: "Using a mortal body to absorb the power of gods, although the strength increases in a short period of time, the soul of But he was also infected by the God of Disaster, and life and death depended on the God of Disaster’s thoughts.”