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Chapter five hundred and sixty offerings to the abyss

Hilly village.

A strong bloody breath as strong as smoke floated in the sky, and the gust of wind whistled, like a crying crying, and was so cold that it was so heartbroken.

The center of the deep purple altar piled up with broken corpses like hills, young children, women, elderly people, mercenaries and soldiers, etc., different professions, different ages, countless scarred faces are densely intertwined to create a picture of despair and helplessness.

Crackling!

The red copper pillars at the four corners overflowed with strange black flames, surrounding the altar, burning violently, igniting stiff corpses.

Under the high temperature, the flesh and bones melt like sugar water, turning into viscous liquid and permeate into the altar pattern.

Buzz! Buzz!

The sound of air trembling sounded constantly, and the abyss cracks painted with bright red brilliance absorbed the power provided by the altar and slowly squirmed towards the surroundings, like a newborn child, trying hard to open his eyes and look at the world.

"It's almost a little sacrifice to call on the great Lord of Purgatory Flame."

Below the altar, the leading priest looked at the cracks in the abyss with a look of passion, and murmured to himself.

The soul and flesh of human beings are the best sacrifices dedicated to the lords of the abyss.

The more abundant the quality and quantity of the sacrifices, the more generous the rewards the believers receive, which is also the reason why the abyss believers continue to flow.

They are extremely eager for power and abandon everything they are human.

Looking up at the sky, the leading priest frowned slightly when he saw the change of sky, "Has the Red Flame Warrior who went out to find the sacrifice returned?"

"Sorry, sir, they may be seeking bloody stimulation and have not returned yet." A priest behind him whispered, with a glimmer of contempt in his eyes.

The existence time of the main material plane may not be as good as the bottomless abyss, but the civilization flowers given by brilliant history are far more beautiful than the bottomless abyss.

Therefore, most abyss believers who have been put into the bottomless abyss by their intelligent life look down on those abyss monsters with low intelligence, and communication with each other is very inconvenient. Sometimes the desires in their bloodlines will force them to attack the abyss believers.

The leading priest turned around and looked at his companion behind him, pointed to the crack in the abyss, and said in a deep voice: "Don't forget your identity, as both are life in the abyss, we need to work together to open an abyss passage."

With a cold eyes looking around his companion who was lowering his head around him, he continued to speak, "Is the sky raid of the lava martyrs a fruit?"

The geographical location of Limontanelu is too important. Even though the focus of Valoran's leadership is not here, it still garrisons a considerable number of elite forces.

Through the secret channels, they also knew that there was a legendary Crown under the control of Limontellu, and who could not be found out.

Therefore, in order to ensure the perfect establishment of the abyss passage, they led a huge group of lava storms from the Red Lotus Abyss and raided Limontanelu, hoping to hinder the elite forces of the legendary Crown and Valoran Territory, hoping that there will be no interference from external factors at that time.

"By the distance, we should now reach Limontanelu." The companion of priests on the left replied. "Strangely, the companion who was hiding in the lava martyr flock did not send any news back."

"I suspect...that happened!"

Hearing this, the leading priest suddenly became more powerful, and invisible heavy pressure lingered around the altar: "I inform Picker and the others that things have changed, and immediately urge the Red Flame Warriors to return."

"No matter how many sacrifices we must call on the great Lord of Purgatory Flame in advance!"

"The Valoran Colonel probably has reacted, and we don't have much time left..."

"Huh?" Before he finished speaking, the leading priest noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere. He took a deep breath and looked at his companions behind him with a serious expression. They showed a look of horror and their bodies trembled slightly.

Follow the eyes of your companions.

He saw a layer of black mist gradually rising on the edge of the blood-colored village, and countless bloody red longing eyes staring at them all calmly, as well as the Red Flame Warriors walking on the village roads.

The extraordinary eyes made the leading priest easily see through the essence of the black mist.

They were crows as ink as ink, countless, dense, with bloody desires in their bloody eyes, waiting silently for the moment of release.

Compared to them and the Red Flame Warriors, it seems that these crows are more like monsters in the abyss.

The black mist rolled, and a middle-aged man with gray hair appeared, walked to the altar like a leisurely garden, looking at the huge crack in the abyss.

The demons/devils who are active in the bottomless abyss are always looking for cracks and portals to other planes in the abyss. They seize the opportunity to leave the cruel abyss and release the chaotic darkness to other planes.

The ultimate goal is to fill the plane with desire, destroy the creation of the gods, destroy the brilliant civilization, and turn the entire plane into despair and ruins.

In some of the darkest legendary myths, the shadows of demons/devils' massive invasions once enveloped the main material plane.

At that time, even the countries in the fierce battle would temporarily put aside their disputes to jointly resist the invasion of the abyss, or seal the cracking abyss mouth and the abyss passage together.

The crack in the abyss in front of Svein was watered by the offerings and was about three meters high, with bright light shining.

You can vaguely see countless human souls struggling from the gaps on both sides, then add fuel to the viscous red light, expanding the range of the cracks.

This indicates that the abyss crack is entering a critical transition state. Once successful, it can be turned into an abyss passage, allowing the abyss behind it to endlessly send abyss monsters to invade the main material plane.

As the other side of the abyss passage, Valoran leader will be the first to encounter the abyss monsters.

"Sacrificing to the people of Valoran's leadership, it triggered an invasion of the abyss and destroyed the territory. It was a very 'genius' idea!"

Svein looked cold, and in his ruling thought, he was the basis of everything. Then he paid attention to the horrifying eyes of several priests, looked sideways down at the people below the altar, thinking about something.

The dark blasphemy priest, the crazy believer who believes in the demons of the abyss, and the dirty rats hiding in the main material plane.

"This guy's name is Picker, and his courage is commendable!" Svein threw down a bloody head casually, his face covered in blood was filled with fear and despair.

Well... not many people dare to challenge him.

"Next, it's your turn!"

The black robe Svein wore was windless, like a signal of attack, and the flock of crows suddenly rose, like a surging dark wave, devouring and destroying everything without stopping.

The leading dark blasphemy priest held the staff in his hand tightly, staring at Svein in the air with deep eyes, his body shaking uncontrollably.

The dim sky was set against the incredible figure, and the gray-white hair covered the calm face, as if there was an incredible magic, which made his body and soul moan in fear.

Not far away, the Red Flame Warriors' counterattack was stimulating. Asxs. They lit the flame waves and merged into the dark waves. Then the dark blasphemy priests under the altars. They tried their best to launch spells, but found that the waves that could not move at all.

"Destruction and death have long been our destination." The leading dark blasphemy priest roared, and the surging spiritual energy surged, cracking the robe, revealing its old and shriveled body.
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