In the southeast corner of the basin where the city of Ridmar is located, there is a small estate called "Jasmine Love". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The estate, located on the edge of the basin, was originally owned by a noble nobleman, but when he died three years ago, his descendants sold it to a magician.

Ever since the rarely seen magician moved in with his attendants, there have been a variety of strange noises coming from the manor, and some people even claim to have heard screams coming from the manor while they fell asleep in the middle of the night.

Such a neighbour apparently upset all the residents in the vicinity, so that just three months after the magician moved in, there were more than a hundred letters of complaint on the desk of the sheriff in charge of the precinct in Ridmar. But the magician seems to know some big people, so all the complaints are seen by those who should be watching, but the end can only be ignored.

For a long time, the helpless neighbors could only gradually get used to the strange magician's style. Fortunately, after being complained about a lot, the magician seemed to have restrained a little, at least there were fewer strange noises coming from the manor, and for some reason, the beggars and thieves in the neighborhood suddenly disappeared completely after the magician moved in, so the two sides finally spent three years without incident.

However, on this night, a violent tremor suddenly spread from the underground of the manor to all directions, and the earth could be felt shaking in several nearby neighborhoods, and the screams of panic suddenly resounded in the night sky. Fortunately, the shaking stopped only a moment, so that the captain of the city guard, who arrived later, made this judgment: "It's just an ordinary small earthquake." ”

However, what this derelict squad leader did not expect was that his dereliction of duty would cause great disaster for Ridmar City and the entire Spanne Empire.

Just after the shaking had completely stopped, a figure in a black robe suddenly appeared at the door of the three-story building in the center of Jasmine's Love Manor.

As the epicenter of the tremors, the manor at this moment can be said to be a mess.

Most of the carefully cut flowers and trees fell to the ground, the windows and panes of all the rooms in the small building were completely shattered, the furniture and utensils that had been placed in style in the room were all shattered, and even the corridors were littered with fragments of broken vases and mural frames.

However, the figure didn't pay any attention to this, and went straight to the basement under the small building.

Basements aren't usually very large, but this one at Jasmine's Love Manor is definitely an exception. This is not so much a basement as an underground hall with an area of more than 100 square meters.

At this moment, there was darkness in this underground hall, and only the rich smell of blood filled the tip of the mage's nose. Two red rays suddenly appeared in the eyes of the black-robed mage under the hood, and then the scene of the entire hall gradually became clear in front of his eyes.

On the four walls of the hall lay hundreds of heavy wooden coffins, the longest of which had been placed here for three years, and the shortest of which had been placed here just a few days earlier. The coffins were neatly arranged against the wall in four straight lines, forming a rectangle with straight lines, making the entire underground hall look ghostly, full of gloomy and eerie atmosphere.

On the ground of the hall is a mysterious circle, which occupies the entire ground of the earth, and is painted with red runes, these intricate runes connect all the coffins placed around the hall, and all the lines are finally connected to the black sarcophagus in the center of the hall.

Unlike ordinary sarcophagi, this sarcophagus is three meters long and more than two meters wide, and is clearly not intended for ordinary humans. On the ground around the sarcophagus were a full eighteen magic crystals the size of a fist, and next to each magic crystal sat three magicians in black robes, but at this moment these magic crystals had all been exhausted and their magic power had become extremely dim, and the magicians sitting next to these crystals had all lost their breath of life.

At this moment, the only living creature in this underground hall is this black-robed mage who has just arrived. The red light in the black-robed mage's eyes jumped, and he let out a hoarse and terrifying laugh as he surveyed the scene in the hall.

"Nearly a thousand lives, the lives of fifty-four wizards, and another eighteen high-grade magic crystals. I only hope that the messenger summoned this time will not disappoint us again. The black-robed mage muttered to himself, and then began to chant a lengthy incantation.

After a full ten minutes, the black-robed mage finally finished reciting the incantation, only to see him stretch out his right hand and point towards the sarcophagus in the center of the hall, and a blood-colored magical power flowed out of his body, constantly pouring into the sarcophagus.

With the continuous injection of this powerful magic power, the originally dark and dim sarcophagus began to react, and a faint silver light gradually appeared from the surface of the sarcophagus, this light was as soft as moonlight, and in just a few minutes, it gradually became dazzling, illuminating the entire hall brightly.

Seeing that the time had come, the black-robed mage suddenly took out a dagger and slashed his wrist, and blood immediately gushed out from the wound. The black-robed mage who had been prepared silently recited a spell in his mouth, and then the blood flowing from the wound unexpectedly changed direction, and the blood-colored magic energy converged and poured into the sarcophagus in a steady stream.

After receiving the infusion of blood, the silver light on the sarcophagus gradually turned blood, and the entire hall was soon enveloped in the ubiquitous color of blood, which looked like a bloody hell. As the blood in his body continued to flow, the black-robed mage's body began to tremble involuntarily, and the two red rays in his eyes gradually dimmed.

At the moment when the last trace of silver brilliance turned into blood, the black-robed mage's mouth suddenly shouted: "In the name of the all-powerful Dark Supreme Demon God Satan Great Demon King, wake up, the Scarlet Demon King who devours everything!" ”

"Buzz!" A strange fluctuation suddenly spread from the sarcophagus to all directions, and the dazzling red light flashed in the hall, and the body of the black-robed mage seemed to be hit by some invisible force, and the whole person involuntarily took a few steps back, and then slammed into the wall.

"Did it work?" The black-robed mage stared at the sarcophagus in the center of the hall, with only one thought in his heart.

There was a sudden dull sound in the sarcophagus, and then the heavy sarcophagus lid was pushed open with a shrill grinding sound, and a figure slowly sat up from the sarcophagus.

The black-robed mage's body shook, and his eyes showed irrepressible ecstasy. Hurriedly stood up and took two steps, kneeling down in front of the figure: "Ignati see Lord Demon King!" ”

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