Journey to the witch world

Wow!

As the blood flowed, there was a sound, and where the old furious warrior originally stood, there was only a white skeleton left on the ground.

Around him, other Furious Warriors knelt down.

"Please...please forgive us, the great blood-killing god."

The terrifying scene in front of him made the most loyal Fury Warrior, Kirk, feel his heart trembling. The blood in front of him continued to surge upwards, and gradually gathered into a humanoid creature.

The next moment, Sayenu appeared on the spot.

He was still wearing crimson armor, with a grimace mask on his face, and his whole body exuded crimson divine power, but there was a luster in his eyes.

"The god of...blood-killing?"

"Lord the God of Blood Killing!!"

The furious warriors kneeling on the ground exclaimed in surprise. Even though the Kingdom of Hyrule had a powerful force of tyrants, the arrival of the true form of the blood-killing god still gave them a great shock.

"Please... forgive the Kingdom of Hyrule!"

Kirk suppressed the throbbing in his heart, knelt at the feet of the blood-killing god, and said with a trembling voice.

The blood-killing god had no expression on his face.

After a while, he spoke quietly and said, "Get up, my most loyal believer, the blood-killing god will never abandon his people."

Kirk stood up excitedly and said, "Please give guidance to the Kingdom of Hyrule! The great blood-killing god."

The army of evil ghosts fights everywhere, bringing intense oppression to the war ghosts.

Not long ago, the Kingdom of Bren in the south had fallen. If the Evil Ghost Clan's advance route is followed, the Kingdom of Hyrule will be next. Even with the Iron Fortress, it will definitely not be able to resist it.

"Guidance?"

The blood-killing god's eyes shone with a thoughtful light, and he murmured as if talking to himself: "The drastic changes in the world are all caused by wizards. The aura of the god of disaster has completely disappeared!"

"Next, is it my turn?"

Sayenu's face was as gloomy as water, and the luster in his eyes gradually became firmer. He looked at the furious warriors of Hyrule Kingdom and said in a deep voice.

"The end of the world is coming. Only by gathering all our forces together can we gain a chance to prevent the end!"

Hearing the words of the blood-killing god, the Furious Warriors were shocked.

The end of the world is coming?

Could it be that the abnormality in the past ten years has been the fall of tyrants in various kingdoms! The evil ghost clan rises! The disappearance of the black mist season! Are they all signs of the end of the world?

"What... should we do?" Gejeer asked tremblingly as he lay on the ground.

This is also the question in the minds of other Hyrule Fury warriors. What exactly do they need to do to prevent the end from coming.

Sayenu did not answer, but there was a hint of indifference in his eyes, and his eyes lost their luster when he looked at the blood warriors in Hyrule Kingdom.

"everything!"

As the cold syllables were spat out, the figure of the blood-killing god shattered as if liquefied, and bright red blood spread in all directions.

The next moment, the door to the entrance to the hall closed.

Before the few Furious Warriors could react, the blood flowing on the ground had already surged and spread towards the entire hall, swallowing everything in an instant and turning the hall into blood red.

"Lord the God of Bloodkiller?"

Kirk couldn't help but stand up and looked at the blood surging around him. He felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. Not far away, there was only a white skeleton of the old and furious warrior who was devoured by the blood-killing god.

Immediately afterwards, blood surged again.

As if it was alive, the blood in the hall surged towards the several Furious Warriors. The face of the one-eyed Furious Warrior, Gajeel, changed, and he instinctively felt uneasy, and the power of Qi and blood in his body suddenly exploded.

Wow!

However, the power of qi and blood is the extraordinary power bestowed by the God of Blood Slayer to the War Ghost Clan. Since it can be given, it can also be taken away.

As blood covered Gajeel's body, shrill screams also rang out. Not far away, Kirk's eyes widened and he witnessed with his own eyes the process of Gajeel turning into a white skeleton as the blood swallowed him.

At this time, Kirk finally understood what the blood-killing god's previous answer of 'everything' meant.

"The evil god! He is the evil god!"

Next to him, another furious warrior's voice trembled. Seeing his companions being devoured by the Blood-Killing God and turning into white bones, his faith in the Blood-Killing God instantly collapsed.

Loot the power of blood!

Devour your own believers!

What is the difference between this kind of behavior and evil gods? In other words, the definition of gods has no distinction between good and evil. Even in the eyes of the war ghost tribe, the god of blood-killing and the god of disaster represent two extremes, but in fact the two There is no difference in essence.

Because, in their eyes, weak mortals are like ants!

"Help!"

"No!"

"Get out of the way!"

In the hall, the screams of the Furious Warriors continued to sound. One after another, the Furious Warriors were devoured by blood and turned into white bones. Even the most loyal Furious Warrior Kirk was no exception.

Tap tap tap!

Hearing the noise coming from the direction of the palace hall, a guard force composed of red-striped warriors from the Kingdom of Hyrule rushed over.

"Get out of the way!"

The red-striped warrior holding a giant ax fiercely slashed at the closed iron door of the hall. Even though all the energy and blood had been unleashed, he still could not open the door.

Until ten minutes later.

The screams in the hall have disappeared, and the guards feel chills running down their spines. They don't know what is going on inside, which will make the Furious Warriors wail loudly.

The next moment, the door opened automatically.

The Imperial Guards took a few steps back and looked into the hall. They saw a ball of surging blood gradually turning into a humanoid creature, and behind him, there were white bones.

"The god of...blood-killing?"

The red-striped warrior holding a giant ax looked at the figure wearing red armor and wearing a grimace mask, and hesitantly spoke.

Sayenu remained there without saying a word.

Feeling the divine power restored after devouring a dozen furious warriors, a strange smile appeared on the face under the mask.

"If we continue like this, the damage suffered in the battle in the Dark Tree Sea will be recovered soon!" Sayenu murmured to himself.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the Imperial Guards, with a glimmer of greed in his eyes.

…

Meanwhile, Solu Plains.

Rock City, once the seat of the most powerful Gaussian tribe in the plains, was now silent, and the smell of blood filled the surroundings.

In the distance, a shadow took the shape of a human.

"The breath of crimson divine power, the blood-killing god once appeared here!" Feeling the residual crimson divine power in the air, Enzo's eyes flashed with luster.

Even though they haven't entered Rock City yet, it's certain that the God of Blood Killing once appeared here and left behind a trace of crimson divine power.

Enzo then enters Rock City.

The only city that used to be the most prosperous in the plain was now deserted, and what you could see was a ruined scene.

Enzo kept walking, the smell of blood getting stronger and stronger.

Not long after, he arrived at the central square of the Gaussian tribe. Looking at the scene in front of him, Enzo couldn't help but shrink his pupils and frown slightly.

Not far away, in the square.

The place where the god-given stone tablet originally stood has been occupied by a huge pool. The blood in it has dried up, leaving only the rich smell of blood.

And around the blood pool.

Corpses were almost piled up into a hill. They were all women from the Gaussian tribe. They had cut their wrists and all the blood was drained from their bodies. Under the blood pool, there was a strange symbol, as if something had happened here not long ago. A common ritual.

In place, Enzo's eyes sparkled.

Then, he looked to another place, and saw white tigers scattered around. Judging from their size, they should be the blood warriors of the Gaussian tribe. Compared with those women, they also lost their blood, but they were devoured more. clean.

"The blood-killing god..." Enzo muttered to himself.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly closed his eyes, and as the magic power was released, illusory crows flew out of his body and turned into countless rays of light, outlining an illusory interlaced light and shadow.

Enzo opened his eyes and looked over.

Ahead, there is a scene that looks like a projection. At this time, one of the derivative abilities of Phantom Crow Qianling is to trace back light and shadow through magic power to obtain some information.

In the picture where light and shadow intersect.

That was a scene that happened a few days ago. The Gaussian tribe was holding a sacrifice. All the tribesmen gathered under the god-given stone tablet to pray and sacrifice to the great blood-killing god.

It has been ten years since the blood-killing god lost contact with the War Ghost Clan, and during these ten years, too many extraordinary things have happened in the world. The Gaussian Tribe, which lost its leader Okaron, has lost its relationship with the War Ghost Clan. The status of ruler of Lu Plain.

Under this situation, the Gaussians could only continue to offer sacrifices to the blood-killing god in order to obtain a response. However, the continuous prayers for ten years were in vain every time.

In fact, some Caussians have given up.

If it weren't for the current leader, Lamam, who insists on his belief in the blood-killing god, I am afraid that the Gaussian tribe would have given up the practice of sacrifice.

In the picture where light and shadow intersect.

It seemed to be just an ordinary sacrifice, and even the sacrifice was an ordinary goat. The sacrifice was in vain within ten years. Even if the Gaussian tribe did not give up their belief in the blood-killing god, they would no longer try to sacrifice with blood. Please the blood-killing god.

Under the god-given stone tablet, Lamam looked serious.

The eldest man in the Gaussian tribe had wrinkles all over his face at this time, and his energy and blood had declined to the extreme. He even needed to rely on crutches when standing. Only his cloudy eyes were shining with luster.

"The sacrifice begins!"

As Lamam's old voice sounded, the Gaussian tribe also began to offer sacrifices. In the eyes of the vast majority of Gaussians, the possibility of this mediocre sacrifice getting a response from the blood-killing god was almost zero. If If Ramam had not insisted, it would not have happened at all.

However, as the sacrifice began, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Lamam's eyes.

"God...God gave the stone tablet!!"

Ramamu raised his arms tremblingly, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, his emotions became excited, and his cloudy eyes burst out with luster.

Not far away, on the central square.

Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the god-given stele, and bright red blood surged from inside. The next moment, the stele also shattered.

Boom!

In the distant sound, the earth collapsed, forming a deep pit like a pool. The blood condensed into a human figure in the pit, with a ghostly mask on his face.

"The God of Blood Killing!!!"

Lamam's eyes were excited, and his whole body trembled. His old body quickly fell to his knees and made a calling sound.

There was silence all around.

Ten years of prayers have not received an answer, but the blood-killing god suddenly descended on the Gaussian tribe, and the sudden surprise shocked everyone.

However, surprise quickly turns to fear!

The blood-killing god emerged from the blood pool, bathed in blood. He did not have the majesty of a god at all. Instead, he was like an evil ghost coming out of hell, full of greed and desire.

"Blood! I want blood!"

In the blood pool, Sayenu whispered, and then turned into a ball of blood, spreading around, swallowing several blood warriors in an instant, turning them into white bones.

There were screams of terror.

In the interlaced scene of light and shadow, the picture began to become chaotic. The blood-killing god turned into blood and wreaked havoc in the rock city, devouring one blood warrior after another.

There were women running around in panic everywhere.

The blood-killing god who had devoured several blood warriors seemed to have regained some sanity. A pair of crimson wings stretched out from behind him, floating in the air.

"Give everything for me!"

Sayenu spoke indifferently, her crimson wings trembled slightly, and her crimson divine power turned into red mist, spreading towards the rock city.

The red mist seemed to have a bewitching energy. The women in the Caucasus shrouded in the red mist became numb and stiff, and returned to the central square involuntarily.

"Right, that is it!"

In mid-air, Sayenu's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and there was a hint of bewitchment in his tone as he murmured, "Give me every drop of your blood!"

Below, the women controlled by the red mist cut their wrists one after another, and their blood flowed into the blood pool. The smell of blood gradually spread.

In place, Enzo frowned slightly.

In the interlaced scene of light and shadow, the behavior of the Blood-killing God is very similar to that of the God of Disaster. They both restore themselves by devouring believers. However, the God of Disaster originally devoured evil aliens and evil beasts, while the God of Blood-killing The target is the Zhangui clan who are regarded as their subjects.

For a moment, Rock City fell into deathly silence!

All the women from the war ghost clan cut their wrists and bled out to death. As for the blood warriors and red-striped warriors, they were devoured by blood and turned into white bones.

In the picture, Sayenu's eyes flashed with a glimmer of satisfaction. After devouring the entire war ghost tribe in Rock City, he regained some of his divine power.

Suddenly, Sayenu raised his head.

"Hello, wizard!"

Sayenu's eyes were cold and he said in a deep voice: "There will eventually be a decisive battle between you and me. Ten years of dormancy has allowed me to recover from my injuries. Next, my divine power will return to its peak. If you don't want to be killed by me, Just go back to your world!"

"Otherwise! I will let you understand the horror of the wrath of the gods!"

As soon as the words fell, the next moment.

The interlaced picture of light and shadow shattered in vain, turning into light particles and disappearing, as if they had never appeared.