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Almost in the next moment, a hundred miles away from the Hydra steel base, the famous fallen place, the Yeti tribe, the death altar.

A stocky elderly man with wild gray hair, several fist-sized skulls of unknown creatures tied around his neck, and who appeared to be dressed as a priest, was sitting cross-legged on the death altar.

Suddenly, the old priest opened his eyes.

It was a pair of eyes full of madness and chaos, full of blood and killing, as if he was always ready to die for war, but now his eyes were full of joy.

The old priest punched a leather drum nearby, and the dull sound suddenly spread far away.

Then within a few seconds, several strong men wearing animal skins, with strange and ferocious patterns painted on their faces with unknown oil paints, and extraordinarily majestic figures, ran up with various weapons in hand.

The leader was a big man who was nearly two meters tall and had bulging muscles all over his body. The most surprising thing was the position of his left eye. There was only a dark hole there, which seemed to be able to absorb all light, but This strong warrior was facing the elderly priest with a very respectful attitude. Because he knew deeply that the reason why the Yeti tribe became the enemy of almost all tribes, but still continued to this day, was because of the power of the sacrifices of the past generations.

"Priest Gosol, do you have any orders?"

The old priest known as Gosol did not answer the other party's question immediately, but looked at the front of the death altar with enthusiasm, the dark, winged statue, "One-eyed Cossack. I heard the whisper of the God of Darkness. He told me that as long as there are enough sacrifices, he can come to the world again and give us more power. And now, as the first warrior of our Yeti tribe, as the tribe’s Warrior leader, I want you to capture more sacrifices."

The one-eyed Cossack was stunned at first, and then he felt ecstatic. He did not doubt the old priest's words at all, because there was no need for the other party to lie to him. "After so many years of service, is the God of Darkness finally coming?"

The Yeti tribe has served the Dark God for countless years.

It was probably the devout beliefs and blood sacrifices of the past generations that won the favor of the God of Darkness. About ten years ago, the God of Darkness finally responded to his believers. He bestowed extraordinary powers on several of the strongest members of the Yeti tribe. He also told the priests his true name and asked for more blood sacrifices so that he could come to this world. At that time, he would give more power.

From then on, the Yeti tribe began to engage in wars and massacres even more crazily, without even needing a reason or excuse. People from other tribes once thought they were crazy, but only the Yeti tribe themselves knew that their massacre was actually to sacrifice their lives and blood to the God of Darkness.

Later, facing the increasingly crazy Snowman tribe, several different surrounding tribes were forced to unite and jointly attack the Snowman tribe. Their number of warriors once reached five times that of the Snowman tribe.

But facing the Yeti tribe warriors blessed by the God of Darkness, their numbers cannot be called an absolute advantage. The warriors blessed by the God of Darkness, with their bravery and strength, cost the opponent countless lives. He suffered twice as many casualties and had to retreat miserably, never daring to bother him again.

But the Yeti tribe still paid a very high price because their total population was too small.

Perhaps for other large tribes on the wild continent, the death of one or two hundred warriors is very heavy, but it will not break the bones. But for the Yeti tribe with a population of only about a thousand people, the death of more than two hundred warriors is a serious matter. For them, warriors were already severely damaged. Even in the next dozen years, they had to be careful to avoid provoking too powerful enemies.

They have been keeping a low profile in recent years, because they are afraid that those tribes and races that have offended them in the past will know the inside story of the Yeti tribe's weakness, and then cause the disaster of annihilation.

But now Priest Gosol told them that the God of Darkness that the Yeti tribe has believed in for generations is about to come to this world, and the entire wilderness continent will be the only territory of the Yeti tribe that serves the God of Darkness.

"Yes." Priest Gosol nodded vigorously, confirming the one-eyed Cossack's idea, "but the power of God is too powerful. He needs more blood sacrifices to have enough power to break through the barriers of space. Come to our world, so as the leader of our Yeti tribe, you know what to do, right?"

The one-eyed Cossack immediately licked his lips excitedly, "I understand, Priest Gosol, I will lead the patrol to catch the prey."

Priest Gosol nodded, then shook his head, "We can't use those savages, that would be disloyal to the gods. We have to use guys with strong bodies and smart souls." Although the Yeti tribe still has the tradition of cannibalism , but they looked down on the more backward savages, because they didn't even have a language and could only make meaningless hisses like wild beasts.

The one-eyed Cossack frowned. He felt a little embarrassed. However, in order to welcome the coming of the god, such difficulties must be overcome. He tentatively asked Gosol Priest, "Then, the Cat People Tribe." The Cat People Tribe. It is a tribe that is close to the Yeti tribe and has a deep hatred for the Yeti tribe. Because they have already been invaded and plundered by the Yeti tribe, when the Gosol priest talked about this matter, the one-eyed Cossack immediately thought of it. Cat tribe.

Priest Gothel shook his head, "No, they are all idiots, and this time we need some better souls, for example, the souls of magicians."

The one-eyed Cossack was suddenly shocked, because although basically every tribe on the wild continent has its own sacrifice, and the larger tribes have more than one sacrifice, when it comes to magicians, except for those who live in the water and are far away from here Apart from the murlocs far away, there is only one tribe, and that is the Badvus Magic Tribe.

"Is it the Badvus Magic Tribe?" The one-eyed Cossack confirmed with Priest Gosol again. It was not that he was not smart enough, but that this idea was too crazy. Although the Badvus Magic Tribe is relatively small in number among the many tribes in the Wild Continent, their fighting power is very powerful. Even the most powerful Yeti tribe in the past did not dare to provoke each other. If something unexpected happens this time, the weak tribe is really likely to disappear this time.

Priest Gosol slammed the ground, and the stone floor instantly cracked into cracks, showing the amazing power he possessed. Although he was over fifty years old and his hair was gray, the God of Darkness he believed in gave him great power. the power of.

"Yes, only the souls of the magicians of the Badvus Magic Tribe are perfect enough to satisfy God and allow God to come to this world. And they are constantly attacking the steel base established by the alien demon. Their Our strength is no longer at its peak, our raid will definitely succeed, this is also God’s will.”

The one-eyed Cossack suddenly froze, "Yes, Gosol Sacrifice"

the other side.

Probably because he had truly witnessed the fighting power of Reinhardt and others, M.O.D.O.K. was finally much more honest this time. He did not dare to make any small moves and directly led Reinhardt and others to a high-tech secret room.

After asking his younger brother to open the door, M.O.D.O. was slightly humble, but also somewhat proud, and turned to Reinhardt and said, "Glow, in front of you is the place where we used to imprison those mutants. We set up There are a total of seven completely different doors and more than a dozen defensive measures. Not to mention escaping, they can't even escape from their own cage." In order to express his humility, M.O.D.O.K. has long ceased to float in the air. Instead, it was sliding on the ground like a wheelchair.

As he spoke, M.O.D.O.K. also secretly glanced at the Gorgon, who was held in the hands of the holy angel Kane and whose body was still burning with white-gold flames. He seemed to be only one breath away from death. He couldn't help but feel... I'm a little scared, because he doesn't have Gorgon's powerful recovery ability. If he is burned by that kind of flame, it probably won't last long. These damn guys, their methods are too powerful, it is better to send these guys away as soon as possible. It is more important to save your own life. I am the leader of Pioneer Technology AI with a bright future. I must not die here.

Although through a few limited windows, Reinhardt could vaguely see inside, there were indeed several divided small rooms, which should be where several mutants were imprisoned, but looking at the room in front of him, it was safer than a bank. Ku also had much more advanced facilities, but Reinhardt did not walk over immediately, but walked to M.O.D.O.K.'s side.

He reached out and patted the other party's shoulder gently, "M.O.D.O.K., although you have set an ambush for us before, you have rescued my sister after all. So with your cooperation, I will reluctantly stay. Save your life."

After M.O.D.O.K. heard this, he suddenly felt ecstatic. The reason why he put all the responsibilities on Hydra, even at the expense of offending Gorgon, was to reduce his own responsibilities as much as possible and let the other party stay. My own life, it seems that it finally has an effect now.

However, before the smile on M.O.D.O.K.'s face could fully bloom, Reinhardt changed his tone and said, "However, death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided."

The white-gold flames suddenly emerged from Reinhardt's hand like a living snake, and then passed directly through his mental barrier before M.O.D.O.K. had time to react. flesh and bones, burrowed into his heart

M.O.D.O.K. suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if his heart was being roasted by flames, as if it was trying to dry out all the blood in his body.

"Ahhh" M.O.D.O.K. couldn't bear the pain immediately. He let out a strong wailing sound, twisting his body wantonly like a fish on the beach, hoping to relieve his pain in this way. Painful, but the facts told him that it was completely in vain

With a "plop", M.O.D.O.K. fell violently from his floating flying chair, and even his head, which was tied with a long metal belt with a gemstone and emitted a little light, hit the ground hard. , a lot of blood flowed out, and he looked very embarrassed.

But despite this, M.O.D.O. still controlled his own power and did not attack the opponent, because he knew that according to his own strength, even if he could defeat or even kill one or two of the opponent's people, he would still die here in the end. There is no doubt about it, but it is definitely not the result he wants.

So M.O.D.O.K. tried hard to wave his relatively short limbs, and struggled to climb in front of Reinhardt, "Hui, Hui, spare me, I am useful to you, as long as you ask, I can do everything Whatever you get will satisfy you."

"Ha." Reinhard chuckled, and with a little movement of his right hand, he stopped controlling the purifying flames. M.O.D.O.K. suddenly felt that his heart no longer hurt, and he couldn't help but roll his body to the side, as if he was on the bed. The fish on the shore were breathing heavily like a salted fish.

"M.O.D.O.K., I have to say that you are indeed very smart. If you had any intention of attacking us just now, you would be dead." Now that we have arrived here, and Reinhardt has also seen the few being The guy in prison, then M.O.D.O.K. is of little use to him, so if the other party had just launched an attack on him, Reinhardt would undoubtedly kill the other party directly.

But now it seems that this guy is a bit interesting. He really didn't grow such a big head in vain. Maybe he can use it a little bit.

Although M.O.D.O.K. secretly hated him, on the surface he still looked frightened, "No, Glow, I will never go against you, please let me go."

Reinhardt nodded slightly, "Well, I believe this, because I have put the purifying flame into your heart. If you have murderous intentions towards me next time, it will let you You recall the current pain again, and if it happens three times in a row, it will completely turn your whole body into a big burning torch from the inside out, and your mental strength must be able to make it burn for a long time."

M.O.D.O.K. was immediately frightened. After sensing it for a while, he realized that his total mental power had decreased by almost 3%. The pain of having his heart blood dried up was too intense. , so he didn't notice this at all, but now that he discovered it, he immediately broke into a cold sweat. Damn it, it seems that until this weird thing called the purifying flame is completely removed from his body, he will never be able to go against the other party, let alone take revenge.

He quickly nodded and bowed to assure Reinhard that he would never be his enemy.

Reinhard waved his hand casually, "Your cleverness has won you a life, but this is only temporary. If you still dare to go against us, or secretly use conspiracy, you will be worse than death." "

"I don't dare anymore, I absolutely won't" M.O.D.O.K. shook his big head quickly to assure himself. At the same time, he also ordered his little brother to help him to his suspended seat, because after the intense heat of the flames in his body just now, After roasting, he felt that his head hurt very much. As soon as he used his mental power, it would immediately become more painful. It seemed that he had to cultivate for a while this time.