November 18, 13775 in the Beast God calendar.

That is, on the 15th day of the invasion of the Otherworldly Witch into Johnson's plane, the expected blood sacrifice ritual has finally begun!

Before the sky was dark, a thick bloody aura had already enveloped the entire Dry Water City, and the more than 200,000 orcs who had been caught by the witches in the city in the early stage became the souls of the swords in an instant, and died at the scene of a secret and terrible blood sacrifice ceremony.

The main ceremonial arena is, of course, located in the tallest and grandest temple in Dry Water.

It used to be the shrine of the beast god A*, but now it is the main altar for slaughtering the believers of the beast god. The cruelty and gore of the world will always be like this, which is lamentable and helpless.

Up to 50,000 orc believers had their throats slit and pushed into a makeshift pit, warm blood flowing from the strangely shaped, twisted corpses pooling at the bottom. As more and more orcs were pushed into the pit, the blood slowly overflowed, and began to soak the corpses at the bottom in the viscous red blood.

The souls of the dead orcs slowly drifted out of the corpses, following the laws of the plane and drifting towards the high and rising heavenly dome. But when they touched the mud wall near the pit, mysterious runes emitting magical fluorescence emerged, blocking them back.

The souls that could not successfully return to the soul mother river became restless, and the pupils of the originally dull and dull illusory faces lit up with a dazzling red glow. They frantically crashed against the mud wall, or staggered among the corpses, or cowered and wept......

Many souls do not seem to be able to accept the reality that they are dead, and still wander freely in the corpses, trying to find their own shells and return to the warm and peaceful world.

As the orcs continued to die, more and more orc souls gathered in the pit. It's a noisy wet market, full of wandering souls and shrill howls.

On the earthen platform at the edge of the pit, a dozen black-robed witches with disheveled hair glanced at each other and began to dance a grotesque and ridiculous dance around the corpse pit. And with the muffled evil prayers in their mouths, an evil power slowly spread to the bottom of the pit, where it sprouted.

A moment later, an evil seed buried at the bottom of the pit burst out of the ground, probing black shoots out of the blood and corpses.

With the strong aura of death in the corpse pit and the joint efforts of many pain witches, this strange sprout began to grow and grow rapidly.

Knock Knock Knock......

The sprout cracked open a mouth with fine white teeth at the edges, and began to gulp the blood from the corpse pit. The stalk, which was originally only a finger thick, began to expand rapidly, and through the dark outer wall of the stalk, you could faintly see the happy flow of blood-colored juice and clumps of sinew that had not yet had time to digest.

In a strange hissing sound, the small tip of the bud cracked open, and more than a dozen silk-thin tentacles protruded from it.

As the shoots swelled and grew, the tentacles began to grow thick and strong.

In the blink of an eye, these tentacles were already thick and indistinguishable from giant pythons. They twisted and twisted, stabbing into the orc corpses around them, then frantically splitting, growing, and digging through the orcs. With the sound of gulping, the orc warrior's originally strong and majestic body began to wither and dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before the nutrients in the orc's body were devoured, new snake-like tentacles emerged from the corpse's eyes, ears, mouth, nose and other holes, and then frantically stabbed into the new body.

Like an evil tree that devours flesh and grows wildly, in the blink of an eye, this snake-like vine tentacles pierced and hung every orc corpse in the pit on its branches. From a distance, tens of thousands of orc corpses were like fruits, hanging on top of this strange and creepy evil tree.

Not counting the orc corpses, a large mouth was once again cracked in the trunk of the evil tree, which was already fifty meters in diameter, and a dense network of strange gray mosquitoes flew out of it. The mosquitoes surged towards the orc souls like a black tide.

The soul of an orc, which had been nothing, was suddenly covered with this gray mosquito, and the soul was terrified and wailed. However, with a strange sucking sound, the screams of the soul became quieter and quieter, and its soul phantom became fainter and fainter.

Finally, with the sound of gray mosquitoes scattering, the souls of the orcs that were originally surrounded by them have completely disappeared!

Although these orc souls have lost most of their memories, they still retain their instinctive ferocity and fear of death. Some orc souls were frightened into running around, while others roared and rushed forward, fighting the gray mosquitoes with their fists and feet.

Unfortunately, this gray mosquito obviously belongs to the nemesis of the spirits, and no matter how much the orc souls resist and attack, they cannot be damaged in the slightest. However, their long straws can easily pierce into the soul phantom, accumulating the pure soul energy of the other party.

The round gray mosquito with a swollen belly behind him will fly back to the evil tree, and exhale the pure soul energy it has absorbed into the evil tree itself. This move also immediately accelerated the growth and growth of the evil tree by a few points.

A strange black enchantment began to emerge around the Evil Tree, and under the shroud of the enchantment, the chain of laws of the Johnson plane appeared like silver chains. The strange evil tree stretched out snake-like tentacles one after another, slowly extending towards these dimensional law chains.

As soon as the silver Plane Law Chain and the black Evil Tree tentacles came into contact, there was a strange sound that made the teeth ache and the legs weak. In the thick black smoke, the laws of the plane of the Johnson plane began to be applied to the evil tree with a powerful counter-devouring force.

The main trunk and branches of the evil tree, which were still extremely powerful just now, immediately burst into bloody holes, and large strands of blood and large masses of flesh and bones splattered out of it. The Evil Tree writhed and trembled wildly, letting out a high-pitched hiss that shook people's hearts.

The evil tree has no eyes, ears, nose, and nose, and naturally does not make sounds, so this kind of hissing only exists on the spiritual level.

Throughout the Dry City, all the wizards, orcs, and other lifeforms in its presence heard this strange hissing. Those who were more mentally resolute were fine, barely resisting the invasion of mental screaming. And those beings of the 1st order and below jumped high, and purple and black blood snakes oozed from their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose at the same time, and the spiritual level was not shallowly damaged.

Even many individuals with weak mental strength died directly in this 'spiritual aftermath'!

Not to mention anything else, almost all of the Rank 1 wizards that Grim brought into Johnson's plane were injured, and they all held their heads in their hands and cried out in pain. And those goblin engineers and technicians, not all of them died under the mental attack.

"No, the confrontation between the Root of Corruption and the laws of the plane has not taken advantage of anything......! Bring all the high-ranking sacrifices with you......" Csuna, the leader of the Witches of Death, who had been watching carefully, shouted loudly.

Under her urging and command, one by one, the orc powerhouses were brought to the edge of the corpse pit, and then pushed into it alive.

Seeing the piles of bones in the corpse pit, as well as the terrifying evil tree with strange shapes, these orc powerhouses twisted their bodies one after another, cursing these witches frantically. However, at this moment, countless black tentacles that emerged from the pile of corpses burrowed through their eyes, ears, mouths, and noses, burrowing under their brownish-green skin.

The curses of the orc powerhouses came to an abrupt end!

Once again, the scene was overwhelmed by the sound of gulps swallowing.

With the flesh and soul of this group of strong men as backup, the evil tree that had just failed the battle once again stretched out its black tentacles and forcibly pierced into the dimensional law chain. Under the fierce plane backlash, the plane law chain also changed from the original deep and restrained silver to a dazzling gray.

Between heaven and earth, a strange hiss suddenly sounded that shook people's hearts!

At this moment, the entire Johnson plane, regardless of race, gender, strength or weakness...... All the creatures suddenly stopped what they were doing, and turned their heads blankly to look somewhere in the distance.

There, it seems that something bad for you is happening......

Only those strong people who are mentally sharp, or who have already come into initial contact with the laws of the plane, can deeply feel the strong resentment and vigorous anger from the plane consciousness through the vibration of the plane laws.

Someone has deeply angered the plane consciousness!

It also seems to have caused some damage to the dimensional consciousness.

The strong people couldn't help but be shocked.

What is Dimensional Consciousness?

It has no entity, nor is it a simple consciousness, but a mixture of hundreds of billions of matter and living beings in the entire dimensional space. Before growing into a large plane, this dimensional consciousness was like a fetus conceived in the plane*, with no complete and independent consciousness at all, but only some simple and crude instincts.

So, when these outsiders hurt it by some means, it felt an existential crisis. In this unique way, it imprinted its hatred of the invaders in the souls of all dimensional beings.

The plane is its body, the plane consciousness is the crude instinct from which it was born, and the plane law is its tool to control the plane space. Now, there are actually some outsiders who want to invade the law of the plane and compete with it for control of the plane space, which is definitely an intolerable mortal enemy!

So, at this moment, this group of evil witches who have invaded from the wizarding world have successfully promoted from a terrifying enemy to a fierce enemy.

The terrible consequences of this can only be truly felt by those who have experienced it!

Grim pushed open the wooden window of his dwelling and looked at the terrifying sky as dark red as a pool of blood, feeling for the first time a deep malice from the plane's consciousness.

His breathing suddenly became hard!