Imagination is always just imagination, and only when it is put into practice can it become a reality, ObaNiu sent this team of super soldiers with a longing on his face, and then watched them approach the island under the watchful eye of the satellite, at this time on the island, the people of the church have returned, and after a few days of searching, everyone has found enough sacrifices.

There are many types of sacrifices, but most of them are living creatures, all of them are some strange animals, and even more people are regarded as sacrifices, according to him, this is a strange person, and the vitality of the abnormal person will definitely be stronger than the vitality of ordinary people.

The black-robed old man had already walked out, looking at these sacrifices in front of him, he smiled, he was very satisfied, especially when he saw those abilities, it was difficult for them to capture them, so they could only capture these children who were still children, compared to adult abilities, their strength was weak but their vitality was rich, and they were the best sacrifices.

"God has sensed your sincerity, come in with the sacrifice! The sacrifice is about to begin, and you will behold the glory of God and become the first subjects of God. Get unimaginable benefits! Eternal life, power, and wealth are all yours! And you just have to give your faith. ”

The old man's demagogic voice made everyone in the audience fascinated, and then he entered the altar in a hurry, and the old man smiled on the stage, his expression revealing sinisterness: "Go!" Go for it! Sacrifice your flesh and soul, my sacrifices. ”

Obviously, everything was sacrificed by him, and he was the ultimate beneficiary.

Everyone stood on a large platform, and the offerings were placed in a circle on the outermost part. Then behind him stood this strong man with a numb face. Armed with a sharp knife. Apparently it was used for bloodletting, and above the altar, where people were standing, was the center, and the huge angelic corpse was floating eerily above their heads, which made them feel even more religious.

The worshippers all bowed, while the strong men looked down with their knives and slashed directly at the throat of the sacrifice. Whether it was a human or an animal, blood gushing out of their arteries, the believers finally became a little uncomfortable at this time, and lowered their heads in fear to not look at such a picture.

The blood continued to flow out, and the ravines on the ground were filled with blood and flowed, forming a strange formation, until the last bit of blood flowed and filled, a complete formation was formed, the sky above the altar was opened, and the moonlight was put into the altar through the empty hole.

In the light of the moon. The corpse of the angel was dyed with a layer of silver-white light, which made it look holy and noble. The dark red blood below flashed a strange red, and the two pictures fused strangely together, and the black-robed old man stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at the people inside and smiled.

"Then God will be born again, and you will live with Him forever, scream and tremble." After saying that, he raised the scepter and said something in his mouth, and with his thoughts, the altar began to change.

The people in the altar finally realized that something was wrong, and they frantically wanted to rush out, but the outermost layer was blocked by the corpses and the group of executioners, so those who tried to rush out were intercepted and cut to the ground.

"Hahahaha! Want to get out! Be my sacrifice to welcome God's return! Kill them all. With the old man's order, the executioners took action, and just now they were believers in God, and collected sacrifices for him, but immediately became the sacrifice of God themselves, which is really ironic.

In the midst of everyone's cursing, the old man urged the spell even more frantically, and the magic array finally showed its power, and the corpses inside began to melt gradually, and the living people were even more alive and the blood was extracted, and then the dry corpses began to melt like candles roasted by fire.

Eventually, after everyone was melted, a point in the center began to absorb the blood around them, slowly absorbing and then converging, and finally containing everyone's blood and soul flesh converged into a dark red blood bead, on which even the souls could be seen flowing, and the expressions of each soul were full of horror and resentment.

And the corpse of the angel in the sky above stood up at this time, the blood beads slowly rose, and slowly merged into the heart of the angel under the guidance of the moonlight.

Seeing that, he quickly dragged off his black robe, pierced his heart with a scepter, and then sprinkled his heart blood all over the angel's body, and the angel who knelt for a while turned strangely into a bloody body.

The old man smiled when he saw the guidance, and then he took the scepter, took the crystal skull from the top of the scepter, and then put it close to his forehead, and began to mutter, and saw a puff of white smoke enter the crystal skull from his forehead.

Then Lao Ze used the last bit of strength to put the crystal skull close to the angel's forehead, and the white smoke began to enter the angel's forehead, which was his soul, although it was painful to cut his soul, but it was worth it to be able to get such a complete angel's body, as long as he recuperated, his soul would be replenished.

He finally completed all the steps, and the old man's body finally fell, and the body that had lost all his blood and soul instantly turned into black smoke like a corpse that had been in its glory for a hundred years, floating between heaven and earth.

As the white smoke entered, the crystal skull shattered, and it seemed that the process had been completed, and the angel's body was still floating silently, until the moonlight gradually shifted, and slowly fell to the ground, and finally he opened his eyes.

First he turned his head, then slowly moved his arms, and finally looked at his whole body, waved his wings, and then began to laugh wildly: "Hahahaha, me! Having finally become a god, what is impossible with the body of an angel, I will definitely go to heaven to sit as the master of the temple. ”

"Sure enough, it's still too weak! There's not enough flesh to collect! It seems that I still have to cultivate for a while, and when I am well cultivated, I can come to the world, collect faith, and then become a new god, hahahaha! Thank you Ragnarok! He waved the list to himself and prepared to leave here.

But as soon as he flew out of the altar, he saw a group of centaurs standing in the doorway.

"You did it! Where have the original people gone? A captain-like man asked as he looked at the remnants of blood from the altar and some of the human tissue stuck to the walls.

"Mortals, get out of the way, I don't want to kill today." Saying that he didn't want to kill was actually just feeling the strength of some people in this team, at least the strength was not restored and he couldn't cope with it, so he just wanted to run away.

"Yes! But I want to kill a birdman and do it. The captain's words were full of chills, and the whole team of twelve people surrounded the birdman in the middle. (To be continued......)