sorcerer immortal

The few people stood on an altar, suspended by several ropes, maintaining their balance.

On the altar, several black-clothed men in black robes with a triangular mark engraved on their foreheads were disposing of the corpses there.

Under the horrified gaze of Tamar, the men in black dug out the hearts of those people, and then drew out the other's blood, and dug out all the internal organs one by one.

And during this process, she could even hear the slight screams and howls of pain of those people, which kept ringing around, making one's hair stand on end.

There were bursts of prayers in the distance, and people in black wearing black sacrificial robes surrounded the front altar, chanting low-pitched mantras from time to time, as if they were singing praises or praying for something.

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drop!drop!

The sound of blood dripping onto the ground rang out from time to time.

A slight wind blew from a distance, while spreading the smell of blood, it also made the Tamaki people feel a chill.

Feeling the feeling of her body being blown by the breeze, she couldn't help lowering her head, and was suddenly stunned.

At this moment, she was sitting on a chair with her back leaning against it.

It's just that on her body, the clothes she was originally wearing had long since disappeared. There was not a single piece of clothing covering her body, and even the most secret and sensitive parts could be seen clearly.

And on her body, there are patches of black patterns, which look like some kind of tattoo, which should have been painted on when she was unconscious.

Feeling this, her mind instantly went blank, and all kinds of emotions surged in her heart at this moment.

However, no matter how excited her heart was, she couldn't move her body at all. Except for her eyes that could barely be opened, she couldn't move at all.

"Bring up the next sacrifice!" Before she could react, a familiar voice suddenly sounded, which made her startled.

She was vaguely familiar with this voice. She had heard it not long ago, and it belonged to the owner of this manor.

In front of the altar, Morando was dressed in a black sacrificial robe, and looked at everyone indifferently.

He looked like the leader of this group of men in black. Not only was he standing on the altar, but the sacrificial robe on his body was also different from the others, appearing more solemn and luxurious.

Following his opening, several men in black robes stepped out from the surroundings, walking towards the direction of the Tamaki people.

Under Tamar's terrified gaze, the group approached Tamar and dragged one of her companions away.

The person who was dragged away quickly followed in the footsteps of those in front, and was directly gouged out under Tamar's gaze, leaving only a shriveled corpse.

This scene is undoubtedly bloody and terrifying, especially for a girl like Tamar who has never felt danger. At this time, her face has become extremely pale, her body is trembling instinctively, and she doesn't know whether she is cold or frightened. .

At this point, besides Tamar, only Alice was left alive at this time.

Alice was also naked and unable to move at this time, but compared to Tamar's expression on the side, her expression was quite calm. Even when she saw the bloody scene in front of her, she did not lose her composure, but there was a hint of despair in her eyes. Pass.

"This kind of altar, and this kind of method, you are Turingists!!" She spoke with difficulty, her voice was difficult, but it was still clear.

"Huh? Did you recover so quickly?" In front of the altar, Morando looked surprised, but also admired: "As expected of a trainee knight who has undergone knight training, his physique is much stronger than those ordinary girls."

"Unfortunately, time is a little tight now, otherwise I must keep you and have fun for a while."

"What are you trying to do!" Alice asked coldly.

Unfortunately, this time, Morando didn't reply, but waved his hand with a smile on his face.

A tall figure in a black robe and a black cloak walked forward, picked her up in Tamar's eyes of despair and fear, and walked towards the altar.

The black altar was wetted with blood and turned black and red. The blood mixed with the minced meat fell all over the ground. It looked disgusting and terrifying, with a strong smell of blood.

Just smelling this smell, Tamar has an urge to faint.

"An...Andak..." she whispered subconsciously, and at this moment she was finally able to speak, helplessly chanting her boyfriend's name.

"I'm here." A gentle voice sounded in her ears instantly, with the gentleness she was familiar with.

Hearing this voice, her eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at the man in black who was holding her.

The next moment, the man in black took off his hood, revealing a familiar but unfamiliar face.

It was a handsome blond man with a smile on his face at this time, looking very friendly.

Just looking at his familiar face, Tamar stared wide-eyed, looking at him in disbelief: "Ann Andak, you..."

"Just take a nap." Andak didn't change the smile on his face, but quietly stroked her body with his right hand: "I will be very gentle, and I promise there will be no pain."

He spoke softly, as if talking about love between lovers.

Just listening to his words, Tamar's heart was cold, and her heart was instantly filled with despair.

Soon, Andak carried him away from the altar, and then put her on the bloody altar.

She was lying on the altar like this, and her naked body came into contact with the flesh and blood on the altar. While bringing a sense of nausea, there was also a strong smell of blood.

Under the gaze of Tamar's desperate eyes, Andak pulled out a black knife and walked towards her slowly, still with that kind and gentle smile on his face.

"Let's stop here." A calm voice suddenly sounded on the spot. Although the voice was not loud, it reached everyone's ears accurately so that people could hear it clearly.

Hearing the voice, Morando's expression changed drastically, and he looked sharply at the altar.

On it, a figure suddenly appeared, standing on the altar, looking at Andak quietly.

It was an extremely handsome young man, wearing a moonlight robe and conspicuous silver hair. He was standing quietly in front of Tamar at this moment, watching Andak quietly: "It's fine for the others, but You cannot kill this one."

He looked at Andak in front of him, and said quietly.

"It's you!!" Seeing the figure in front of him, Andak's face changed drastically, and he was about to say something.

wow

The sound of the long sword coming out of the body suddenly sounded on the altar, accompanied by a violent sword wind.

Under the gaze of Andak's astonished eyes, Adier pulled out the Sword of the Moon King, and it appeared in front of his eyes in an instant.

boom! !

A ten-meter-long silver sword energy danced in front of his eyes, and the silver fighting energy turned into a sky-filled brilliance, which kept flickering with each other here, and finally turned into a terrifying offensive.

Yinhua! !

The familiar secret skills of life exploded quickly, and once again bloomed in this world.

In an instant, dozens of terrifying sword qi crazily swept across the place, almost covering a range of tens of meters around.

The ground in the center began to sag, and when the blow ended, a huge pothole instantly appeared on the originally solid ground.