"What unscrupulous coercive measures?" said Skambari in such a vague way that Ulaanbari did not fully understand it.

"Forced mass blood sacrifices. As he spoke, Skambari opened his tent and rushed out.

Ulan Bari rushed out with Scambari without thinking about it, he knew that he was not as good as the other party.

Scambari ran in the direction of the Blood Sacrifice Ground and explained: "Your Majesty has already seen the scene of that blood-colored pillar of light automatically performing blood sacrifice, if that blood-colored pillar of light spreads, what kind of scene will it be, has Your Majesty ever thought about it?"

"Special Envoy Barnet, you shouldn't be so mad, right?" Ulan Ba said dryly.

"Your Majesty thinks that a group of people who can transform themselves into the living dead still have humanity to speak of? When did Barnett treat us as his kind? In his eyes, we are a herd of cattle, super-giant animals worth more than large animals, and he will sacrifice us with blood, and there will be no psychological barriers, and do not forget that when it comes to hatred, Barnett is not necessarily inferior to us than the Broken Blood Castle. Scambarge almost roared at the end.

If it can severely damage the Broken Blood Fortress, and then inflict a big damage on the vitality of the Western Odin Empire, it will definitely kill two birds with one stone for the Undead Empire.

"Damn, damn, damn, why didn't you say it earlier? If I had known, I wouldn't have allowed him to build that damn blood sacrifice ground in the center of our camp. Ulaanbari finally realized the seriousness of the matter, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

Ulaanba Day finally belongs to the Angry Skamba Day.

Scambarge's face also became extremely embarrassed, "I just thought of this possibility. ”

A wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts.

Those living dead in the Empire of the Undead, the means are very good after all.

Before their Blood Sacrifice Ground was officially established, let alone predicting what the Blood Sacrifice Ground would look like now, they didn't even know what the final results of the Blood Sacrifice would be.

Not to mention taking precautions.

"Oh no, the blood mist is out of control, hurry up and inform Your Majesty, everyone hurry up and run for your life. ”

"Help, who will save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to be a sacrifice, I don't want to be a dry corpse...... Ah......h

"Get out of here, get out of my way, don't follow me anymore, ahh......hh Don't stand in my way, those who stand in my way die, die, die!"

"Why are you crazy, why are you drawing a sword against your own people, bastard, let me die!"

"Kill me, kill me quickly, please, kill me quickly!"

When Ulaanbari and Skambari arrived, they were finally a step too late.

The blood-colored pillar of light, which had always been honest and like a captive cow and sheep, was now like a mad bull, raging wildly, turning into a thin blood mist and beginning to spread around.

Once this blood mist touches the body of a living creature, it lies on the human body like a parasite.

If you look closely, you will find that wisps of blood are floating out of the human body and joining the cloud of blood mist.

With the addition of fresh blood, the luster of these blood mist becomes more brilliant, and the blood mist becomes larger, and the blood is sucked faster.

That's how the animals that had been driven into the blood-colored pillar of light turned into dried corpses.

It's just that at that time, the blood mist in the blood-colored light pillar was thick enough, and the absorption power was large enough, and it didn't take a few seconds to kill a cow and horse, let alone a smaller person.

Now the blood-colored pillar of light has turned into a blood mist, and the strength has been severely thinned, although the same target has increased, but the efficiency has been greatly reduced, and the time for those victims to struggle in pain has increased out of thin air.

Being drained alive by an invisible force of blood and liquid from the body, what a terrifying and desperate experience it is, unless you are in it, it is difficult to understand.

Even as an elite Golden King Tiger Guard, the time spent in the blood mist could not exceed ten seconds.

Once this time is exceeded, their strength will be drawn, and they will basically lose their ability to run, and they can only lie in place and wait to turn into dry corpses.

If you ride on a war horse, the situation can be better, after all, the war horse is large and more resistant, even if the knight is paralyzed, the war horse will rush out with him.

But the problem is that they are now in a large camp of hundreds of thousands of people, and the blood mist is beginning to fill the place, and it is the most central and densely populated place, and there is no way to run wildly on horseback, and once they are in chaos, it is very easy to squeeze into a ball.

The Orcs of Odin, who had just seen the powerful blood mist, couldn't help but draw their swords at their clansmen under the control of fear, just to escape from here.

The Odin orcs who blocked them were not cattle and sheep to be slaughtered, and they also drew their swords to deal with them.

"Your Majesty fled, Your Majesty fled, this blood mist can't be stopped, everyone is fleeing for their lives!"

"Your Majesty has fled for your life, why don't you let us escape? Get out, get out of here. ”

At first, Ulaanbari also tried to use his influence to regroup the soldiers who had fallen into fear.

But he soon discovered that the attempt was futile.

Because they have nothing to do with the initiators of this camp.

After all, when he ordered the other party to stay where they were, he was ordering them to die.

When the blood mist began to spread towards him, the only thing Ulan Bari could do was to retreat and protect himself temporarily.

This further gave the Odin orc soldiers a reason to escape.

Their supreme rulers have all run away, what reason do they have to squat here and wait for death?

This further increased the source of unrest.

"Trebuchet, turn all trebuchets, bows, all bows and arrows, and fire at the very center of the blood mist. "Scambarge came up with a solution that didn't work.

The sudden change in the blood-colored pillar of light, which had been stable all along, must be closely related to Barnett who had just penetrated into it, and it was even possible that the other party was directly controlling the blood mist to attack their soldiers.

If Barnett can be killed, maybe he can forcibly stop this disaster.

There was no need for Ulan Bari to order, and those frightened Odin orcs had already begun to fight back automatically.

The Odin orcs are known as good archers, not blowing.

No matter what tribe they come from, each has a curved bow.

The initial return fire was sparse, but soon turned into an overwhelming rain of arrows, smashing into the blood mist.

The rain of arrows fell in the blood mist, just like a stone falling into the sea, and there was no movement, and the pace of the blood mist was not affected in the slightest.

Soon the worst fears of Ulaanbari and Skambari happened – the camp roar, which in turn led to a massive stampede.

People, horses, and livestock, like ants, were huddled in a heap, and everyone wanted to run out, but one by one they were like turtles, and they couldn't move.

The blood mist that permeated them was pervasive, directly enveloping them.

Then there were countless miserable cries, from which they came out, and then they became weaker and weaker, and lasted only a few minutes, and then they came to an abrupt end.

As the number of devouring sacrifices continued to increase, the blood mist continued to soar in terms of enveloping range, concentration, power, and diffusion speed.

In the end, there was even a new change.

A giant face condensed from the blood mist slowly protruded from it.

The owner of this giant face is none other than Barnet, who had played a game of wits with Ulaanbarge and Scambarge before.

This is directly confirmed, and the initiator of this blood mist is none other than this envoy from the Undead Empire, Barnett.

From here, the difference between the two sides is fully demonstrated.

Ulaanbarge and Skamba are still in the stage of testing Barnett's goals and bottom line.

And Barnett noticed that the situation was wrong, and even lifted the entire table, directly put the entire West Odin Empire into it, and directly caught Ulaanbari and Scambarge off guard.

Barnett's huge face, condensed by blood mist, was very simple and wooden at the beginning.

Only the outline, the eyes and the mouth can barely be distinguished.

The only function is to be more guided by the attack on the blood mist, pulling the main force of the blood mist, rushing towards the most dense place of the Odin orcs, with the fastest speed, the most blood sacrifice of the Odin orcs.

The number of blood sacrifice creatures is obviously linked to his strength.

The more blood sacrifices, the more details on his face, and the stronger his strength naturally became.

The first special ability that Bloodmist Faces unlocks is Language.

"Join us...... Join us...... Join us ......"

"All men are guilty, and they should all be purified...... Join us...... Join us ......"

"We are communicating the will of the gods, and it is your best choice for all to be lambs of the gods, prostrate on the earth, and receive the will of God. ”

"All men are guilty, and they all have to pay for their sins, and with your blood, with your lives, with your souls, pay for the sins you have committed all your life......"

"Everything has a cycle of life and death, the world is no exception, this world is on the verge of destruction, the end is coming, the embrace of the gods will be your best destination, accept the gods, accept us, is your best choice. ”

"The suffering is only temporary, and your souls will eventually be resurrected in the kingdom of the gods and have eternal life. ”

At first, the Blood Mist Giant Face was just a monotonous repetition of a sentence or two, but slowly the meaning of the words became more and more.

The way he speaks is very similar to the preaching of the Seed of Shadows, and it is a very typical fallacy.

No one listened in detail at all to what exactly he was saying.

But the words he spit out, like a magic sound, drilled into people's minds one by one.

Even if their ears are blocked, they are still like buzzing flies, burrowing into their minds, including those cows, sheep and livestock.

Under the domination of this language.

Their manic symptoms are noticeably weaker, and they forget to run away.

Some just wander back and forth in place.

Some turned around and walked directly towards the blood mist, even if they entered the blood mist, there was no sound coming, as if they were completely painless and unconscious.

Just sheep at first.

Then there are cattle and horses.

This was followed by warhorses.

"Turn your head, turn your head quickly. ”

"Damn bastard, turn your head quickly. ”

"Stop, stop. ”

"These war horses are crazy, they are all crazy! Run, run!"

Many of the Odin orcs didn't know what to do, and some jumped off their horses in a panic.

Some of them sat upright on their horses, and were led into the blood mist by the war horses.

A lot of people jumped off their horses.

But in a daze, he also followed the war horse and walked towards the blood mist.

In the end, people did not escape this control.

The bewildering sound emitted by the Bloodmist Giant Face is more effective for those Odin orcs who are emotionally out of control.

The fate of these creatures entering the blood mist can be imagined.

All of them have become part of the blood mist, making the blood mist's giant face more real, more and more powerful, and more perverted.

The blood mist condensed into blood arrows, scattering wildly around.

After being shot by a blood arrow, although he would not die on the spot, he fell to the ground and convulsed, and it didn't take long for him to be drowned in the blood mist that poured up.

The entire Odin orc camp was completely chaotic, and everyone was frantically moving away from the blood mist, including Ulaanbari and Skambari.

This blow was not devastating for the Theodin Empire.

But for Ulaanbari personally, it was fatal.

The guards here are the most elite and loyal tribes in Ulaanbari, and they are the foundation of Ulaanbazhi's rule.

Under the rule of Ulaanbari, the Western Odin Empire has changed from extreme prosperity to extreme decline in a very short period of time, and some people have begun to question the ruling ability of Ulaanbari.

This time, reaching an agreement with the Empire of the Undead and inviting Barnett to make a move, it was also Ulan Ba Ri who was overpowered.

The previous journey was smooth, and Barnett successfully used the fog to shroud the Broken Blood Castle, so naturally no one would jump out.

Now that Barnett is using the blood sacrifice field they have built single-handedly, he has turned them into an army and caused mass destruction to their main force, so naturally countless people will jump out and make a fuss about this matter.

Of course, the most fatal problem is the loss of Ulaanbazhi's own strength.

Otherwise, he could continue to use forceful means as before, to force down a voice of resistance.

"Your Majesty, there is no way to control the situation, withdraw, withdraw and reset the assembly point, only by saving your life can the empire have a future. Skamba urged from the side.

Since he found out that something was wrong, Scambarge has been following Ulaanbari's ass every step of the way, which is the instinctive choice of smart people, because in this kind of chaos, following him has the highest safety factor and the greatest chance of survival.

No matter how chaotic the Odin orc camp is, the area around Ulaanbari is also a pure land.

The iron-blooded guards around him will keep out the unstable elements that can pose a threat to him.

"Uncle can only watch this guy wreak havoc, and there is no way to suppress the spread of this blood mist?" Ulan Bari held the last glimmer of hope and looked at Scambarge, he was not only his number one brain, but also the most trusted warlock around him, if anyone had the most likely way to deal with that blood mist, it was him.

"There is no escaping the fact that all things are mutually reinforcing, and the disgust and dislike of sunlight by those of the living dead is the best proof of this. Scambarge's face was bitter, "If it were not formed, these blood mist would soon become invisible under the exposure of the sun, but we did our own thing, and sacrificed too many creatures in it, so that enough negative energy accumulated in the blood mist.