On a continent far to the west, there was a powerful empire - the Pressure Mountain Empire.

It swept across the entire Western continent and became the world's first power in one fell swoop, on that continent, all the countries were swallowed up, and after the unification of the entire continent, the first emperor of Alexander's empire died, and his empire was extremely dark.

No empire can rule a continent for a long time, because human desires are infinite and distorted, and after the death of the first emperor, the empire fell into an era of extreme chaos.

In the midst of the exploitation and strife between the princes and princes, the empire has decayed to the extreme after less than a hundred years of history.

However, human beings are also extremely stupid, and those who dare to stand up against them are not ordinary people who only complain and pray for God's blessing, who would rather be oppressed by the Empire than suffer and be punished.

In a forested area of the western continent, there lives a group of indigenous tribes, who are extremely superstitious and believe in the devil, and have built a huge dark altar.

A force of nearly 1,000 people came to this land, and when they saw this group of natives, they were like uneducated savages, and the Pressure Mountain Imperial Army decided to exterminate this tribe.

The soldiers of the Imperial Army were extremely brave, they rushed into the tribe, killing people on sight, burning houses on sight, almost madness.

The natives resisted, and all of them, believing that the Imperial army was rude and had desecrated their holy place, raised their iron weapons and rushed forward.

The Imperial Army did not expect these natives to be so tenacious, and the number of natives was more than 10,000 people, and soon, the Imperial Army was surrounded.

The two sides fought, the natives were not afraid of life and death, and even though the imperial soldiers were brave, they were also a little afraid in the face of such a tenacious native, and when they killed an aborigine, ten natives immediately surrounded them, and more than a thousand imperial soldiers were killed by the natives one by one, and in the end, the imperial officers rushed out of the encirclement of the natives with a few people and fled.

The dead Imperial soldiers and the bodies of the natives were piled up on the altar by the natives.

Directly in front of the altar is a statue of a humanoid creature wearing a tattered cloak with a withered face and holding a death scythe, and the most striking thing is the deep eyes on the stone statue's skull, glittering with red gems.

It was late at night, and all the natives gathered under the altar, lit a bonfire, and danced strange steps, and on the steps of the altar, a native priest chanted incantations that no one could understand, and everyone cheered.

The smell of decay in the air was a disgusting smell of corpses in the eyes of the natives, and in the night sky, on the branches of trees not far away, vultures squatting all year round that ate corpses, staring silently at the natives in the distance and the thousands of corpses under the altar.

"O great god of death, offer you a satisfactory sacrifice, and please bless my people with kindness." The priest raised his hands and prayed loudly, and the natives below knelt down one after another, muttering incessantly.

After the sacrifice was completed, the natives lifted the body from under the altar and threw it into a bottomless pit in front of the altar.

Piles of corpses were thrown into the cave like this, but even though thousands of corpses were thrown, the pit still did not look like it was filled, and the smell of extreme decay came from here, and you can imagine how many corpses these natives had filled in by now.

A month later, the Pressure Mountain Imperial Army poured into the tribe with an army of 100,000 men.

These filthy natives sacrificed their corpses to non-existent gods of faith, and whatever the purpose of the Imperial Army, what they did was righteous.

The Imperial Army slaughtered the tribes in a big way, ruthlessly slashing the disgusting poor natives with their swords, the two sides fought extremely fiercely, and the natives were also trying their best to resist, but the 100,000 soldiers of the Imperial Army were fully armed, how powerful, and looking at the poor natives like beggars, they were simply dressed in a coarse linen coat or a tattered animal skin.

An hour later, the Imperial army slaughtered under the altar, and the remaining dozen natives were surrounded on the spot.

The Imperial Army's eyes were filled with disgust at the smell of rot, and the Priest was still chanting in an incomprehensible language, and the Imperial Army laughed mockingly at their ignorance.

Beckoning slightly, dozens of soldiers rushed forward, raised the long sword in their hands, and ruthlessly pierced the hearts of the natives, without a trace of pity, only infinite disgust.

When only one sacrifice remained, he was still chanting, and the officer looked at the sacrifice with great annoyance, and gestured to one of the soldiers, hoping to end the life of the ignorant native soon.

"You will be sanctioned by the god of death, and you will all die!" The priest spoke, but where would the crowd listen to his nonsense, a soldier rushed forward and pierced him in the chest with a sword.

The priest grabbed the soldier's sword with a pair of withered hands, a twisted smile on his face, and his gaze was cold and terrifying, "Welcome to the coming of death, ignorant human." ”

His words were deep and numb, and the soldier looked at his distorted face, his heart was shocked, a trace of fear hung on his face, and he cursed "Get out!" "Kicked him into the hole.

Rumble!

Suddenly there was a thunderclap in the sky, vultures screamed in the air, dark clouds slowly pressed down, and the originally bright weather suddenly turned into a gloomy color.

"MD, bad luck." The officer looked at the sky, scolded in an unhappy mood, and greeted him, and the whole army retreated one after another.

Lightning slashed down, illuminating the dark night sky and illuminating a dead altar.

Heavy rain drifted down, as if unchecked, and flooded the silent land.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning as thick as a thumb fell on the altar, and the earth cracked open in that instant, and the ground resounded with a rumbling sound, as if shaking, and almost instantly, the entire tribal land collapsed to the ground with a thud.

It may be that the sound of heavy rain has flooded the world, and in the dark, a buzzing sound sounded from the ground, and if anyone were here, they would surely be frightened.

I saw that in the deep tunnel, a pair of rotten hands stretched out, and they were crazily grasping all sides, trying to climb up, one, two, three ten thousand, twenty thousand

Until countless decomposing corpses trampled each other and poured onto the earth, the heavy rain at this time seemed to be crying (to be continued. )