Volume 1 Prelude to the Storm Chapter 4 Rituals

Abyss Demon Realm, Hellfire Peninsula.

A suffocating wind howled across the peninsula, and countless flames of lava erupted from cracks in the earth and soared into the sky.

On a throne carved out of a mountain, sits a giant humanoid stone statue of a demon in full armor. The stone statue is so huge that even if it is in a seated position, its height is nearly two hundred meters. On the left chest of the statue, there is a huge hole, and at first glance, this huge hole is an artificially dug cave entrance. The mottled marks left by wind erosion all over the body of the stone statue show that the stone statue has been here for too long.

The head of the stone statue was slightly raised, and the lines on its face were so rigid that it formed a deep silhouette, making the stone statue look as if it was staring at the bloody sky of the Abyss Demon Realm.

And who knows, this look up, a full 10,000 years have passed!

Thousands of years, thousands of years, what is endless is the endless vicissitudes of life!

Under the stone statue, the torches are bright, the figures are crowded, and an ancient and mysterious sacrificial ceremony is being prepared in an intense and orderly manner.

Dressed in black armor, Raines stood in front of the steps of the throne, his right hand tucking the demon's helmet under his flank, his purple hair dancing wildly in the wind, and his eyes staring at the long black lines that appeared on the horizon in the distance.

The rumbling footsteps shook the heavens and earth of the Demon Realm, and countless demons formed different phalanxes, marching in an orderly, slow and unstoppable manner. In the sky, on the land, everywhere are their tall figures.

Finally, after advancing to an open area in front of the statue, all the demons stopped, raised their heads, and looked feverishly at the tall stone statue in front of them, the being that had carried their infinite faith for so long.

Reigns stared at the army of demons under the high platform, silent. On both sides of the high platform, a group of battle elites from the Abyss Demon Realm stood silently—the Dread Demon King.

A dog-headed demon with three heads suddenly appeared behind Raines, turned his back to him, and knelt down on one knee towards the stone statue: "My lord, your loyal servant, Supreo the Hellroarer of the Abyss High Lord, has returned. ”

Immediately afterward, another demon with wings on his back and two horns on his head appeared silently, also kneeling down facing the stone statue: "My lord, your loyal servant, Har Dilas, the fate-destroyer of the Great Lord of the Abyss, has returned. ”

A black shadow flashed, and a huge dark demon dragon landed on the high platform, its wings together, its four claws on the ground, and humbly bent its proud dragon neck: "My lord, your loyal servant, the time master of the Abyss High Lord, Mossad Grah, has come to your side. ”

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One by one, the Great Lords of the Abyss Demon Realm appeared in front of the stone statues sitting on the throne, and they all knelt on the ground facing the stone statues.

When the ninth Abyss Grand Lord knelt down on one knee in front of the stone statue, Renes turned around, bent his left leg, and slowly knelt down towards the ground: "My lord, your loyal servants, the ten great lords of the Abyss Demon Realm, have led your invincible Burning Legion to your side. Today, we will lift the shackles imposed on you by the evil gods, and you will command your invincible army to kill the demon world, and sprinkle the light of the demons and the belief in darkness all the parallel worlds of all planes. ”

A low laugh came from the statue's mouth.

"Reigns, my faithful servant, you have not disappointed me, and you have helped me find the remaining quarter of my heart in just a hundred years since I bestowed upon you the power of darkness. You know, it took 10,000 years to find the remaining three-quarters of my heart!"

The stone statue sighed with emotion.

"My lord, I am honored to receive your praise. Raines said respectfully.

"By the way, Rennes, haven't you resurrected my loyal mount, 'Ashes of Oku', where is it now, why didn't I see it!" asked the stone statue suddenly.

Raines hesitated for a moment and said, "In order to regain his strength in his heyday, Lord Stygian was ambushed by three god-level powerhouses from the Norsenside Continent in the spatial passage when he went to a low-level plane to devour a realm of spiritual machines, and several of them caused a spatial storm turbulence in the battle. Lord Stygian is nowhere to be found, and it is likely that he was dragged by the spatial storm turbulence into some plane with unknown coordinates. ”

The stone statue was silent for a moment, and then said slowly, "I know this! Now, put my broken heart back together and put it in my body! I've been waiting for this moment too long." ”

"Yes, my lord, please be patient for a moment. Rainnes, along with the other nine Abyss High Lords, stood up from the statue and lined up on one side of the statue, waiting for the sacrifice ceremony to begin.

On the high platform where the stone statue sits, a huge circle for sacrifice has already been arranged, making the high platform an altar. In the center of the circle, there was a pyramid of dark purple fist-sized hard things like stones, and there were hundreds of them.

With the call of Renes's hand, a group of demon priests dressed in black robes and hoods, each holding a copper basin in their hands, slowly stepped onto the altar in a line.

A strong smell of blood came to the face, and the copper basins held by the priests were filled with red blood.

One by one, the priests poured the blood from the copper basin into the circle, and then immediately recited a mysterious incantation. As soon as the cold blood entered the magic circle, it immediately boiled like boiling water, and the magic circle also scattered into the sky with a bright and dazzling red light.

Boiling blood rushed towards the center of the circle, soaked in the dull purple stones. As more and more blood poured into the circle, the circle was quickly filled with blood, and at this point, an invisible wall appeared on the edge of the circle as if out of thin air, preventing the blood from spilling out of the filled circle. The blood that could not be spilled accumulated higher and higher in the circle, eventually forming a towering pool of blood out of thin air, submerging all the stones in the center of the circle.

The mysterious incantations grew louder and louder.

Through the pool of blood that rose from the ground, the demons saw that the dark purple hard stone soaked in blood water wriggled as if it had been soaked soft. As time passed, the stone, which had absorbed enough blood, had expanded and softened into something like flesh, and it wriggled faster and faster. Countless tiny tentacles stretched out from the already soft pieces of flesh, tangled and intertwined with each other. And those pieces of meat whose tentacles were entangled with each other began to merge with each other, and after forming a larger piece of meat, a new tentacle stretched out to entangle the new piece of meat next to it, carrying out the next round of fusion.

Along with this fusion process, the height of the pool of blood that towered out of thin air continued to decrease, and the amount of blood in it became less and less.

A huge organ that had begun to take on the outline of a heart appeared in the center of the pool of blood, and it was even trembling slightly. Although there are many tiny cracks crisscrossing the surface of the heart, the cracks are slowly but effectively healing themselves as the heart begins to absorb the remaining blood from the pool.

The healing process, though slow, is a sign that the blood sacrifice ritual has reached its most important point.

"Ah, my heart, my living heart, I feel its vitality, I hear the beating melody of life" The stone statue shouted with irrepressible excitement as it watched the scene in front of him.

The demons knew that in a few moments, as long as the blood in the blood pool was completely sucked out and all the cracks on the heart were healed, the heart of the demon god Akmund, which was shattered by the gods, would be completely revived.

And by putting the fully revived heart back into Akmund's wounded left chest, the Lord of Darkness will be reborn.

At this critical moment, there was a sudden explosion in the bloody sky of the Abyss Demon Realm.

Thundered!

The explosion was so loud and so alarming that it shook the entire Hellfire Peninsula, and even many of the demon soldiers of the Burning Legion arrayed on the Hellfire Peninsula were shocked by the sudden loud noise.

The space of the Abyss Demon Realm was torn apart. In the distance, a giant gate several kilometers high and more than ten kilometers wide appeared out of thin air in the Demon Realm and was slowly opened.

In the earth-shattering shouts of killing, an endless stream of people rushed into the abyss demon realm surgingly.