A believer in the cunning Scarlet Serpent!

In broad daylight, the black-robed demonic believers gathered together to chant the hymn of the cunning Scarlet Serpent, wisps of pure black mist clearly visible into the burning square altar, like blazing fuel fueling the blazing white flames.

Dada! Dada!

I saw a figure in a black and red robe striding onto the square altar, and the white flames slowly spread out, forming a flame path that could be entered.

The black-and-red robe swayed, and the figure knelt on the ground, his hood lifted, revealing a fanatical and crazy face.

If Horace was here, he would have recognized the man in front of him, the chief of Cecil's gladiatorial arena, Raglan.

"Even with cunning red wings, we will fly to heaven and land beside the one we love the most!"

"When the bright days come, our Lord will set us free!"

The murmuring of prayers echoed in the place covered by the black curtain, and then under the altar, hundreds of black-robed people fell to the ground at the same time, and the sound of prayer in unison gathered together, making the flames more and more vigorous.

Babble! Babble! Woo-la!

Listening to the sound of temptation in the pale black mist, Raglan slowly stood up and turned around, his face covered with strange crimson tattoos.

He looked around at everyone present, and suddenly raised his left hand, and the pitch-black ring was engraved with two scarlet snakes twisted and intertwined, each poking out the snake core in midair.

In the blazing firelight, the ring was unusually dazzling, reflecting Raglan's pious expression.

"Close your eyes and don't be afraid."

"There is no sweeter and more romantic thing than death!"

"Do you hear that? The sound of blood still flowing in my body without a heartbeat. Your blood is slowly flowing through that long-dormant heart, a very shallow warmth. ”

"Pray quietly for my Lord, and then sleep in a tomb outside the filthy world, gazing with pity upon the miserable life."

Every person who believes {deceived} Archibald has a miserable life experience, which is why they are more likely to be tempted by demons and devils to fall into the endless abyss.

"Blood is sweet, and I will give my life!"

At the end of the praise, Raglan's pious face showed a hint of pride, and then Huo Ran turned and threw himself into the raging flames, and a humanoid pillar of fire immediately appeared on the altar, and he smiled in pain under the blazing white flames, and the atmosphere of the scene came to the gāocháo part.

In the sky above the square altar, the flames of 'fuel' added again scorched the space, and there was a strange distortion and an inexplicable aura overflowing, and the two scarlet eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate the space gradually condensed, as if they wanted to open.

Seeing such a sacred sight, hundreds of devotees dressed in pitch-black robes, chanting strange syllable hymns, rushed to the increasingly burning altar.

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The fourth layer of the bottomless abyss, the howling abyss, the highest peak in the Giant Serpent Mountain Range, countless caves and dense forests.

Two star-like eyes opened in the pitch-black cavern in the very center, shocking the sky, and the cunning scarlet serpent Archibald, who had just finished enjoying the soul of the believer, sensed a special fluctuation and stared at the crimson sky.

"Hey, Scripps, what's the matter, the defeat of the Overworld didn't keep you to yourself, and you still want to provoke me?"

The mountain peaks are steep, and the piercing shrill sound comes from the countless caves, like a mournful performance echoing over the mountains.

The crimson sky distorted, then collapsed abruptly towards the center, revealing a spatial passage of shattered nothingness, and a desolate continent could be faintly seen as far as the eye could see.

"Archibald, I'm not here to quarrel with you, I want to make a deal with you." Shadow Face Scripps slowly stepped out of the spatial passage, his pitch-black wings spreading out to obscure the firmament.

"Deal?" Archibald swam his body, a slight tremor slid down the rocks of the peak, and a huge crimson serpent wrapped around the peak, tilting its head and swallowing the crimson snake core.

"This is the Howling Abyss, not the Wasteland Abyss, I don't think we have the possibility of trading, right?"

In the long history that cannot be traced, each layer of the abyss of the bottomless abyss does not live in harmony, and there are many adjacent abysses that maintain war relations, and bloody battles often occur.

The third layer of the bottomless abyss: the wasteland abyss, and the fourth layer of the bottomless abyss: the howling abyss, they are all year round, and they are not only the devils and demons at the bottom, but sometimes even the abyss lords will fight.

The cunning Scarlet Serpent Archibald, and the Shadow Face Scripps, both Abyss Lords and Legendary Crowns, have fought more than a dozen times in the chaotic space beyond the Bottomless Abyss for the benefit of the Abyss to which they belong.

So for Archibald now, the other party's request seems a bit strange?

"No, I don't think you're going to turn me down." Scripps fanned his dark wings and stared at the former enemy in front of him, a hint of disdain flashing in the depths of his eyes, and if it weren't for the shadow that attracted his attention from Limont Tanlune, he wouldn't have crossed the line into the howling abyss.

Each bottomless abyss is vast and vast, and there is more than one Abyss Lord, but compared to other obscure Lords, Shadow Face Scripps and the cunning Scarlet Serpent Archibald are the most powerful Abyss Lords of the Wasteland Abyss and the Howling Abyss.

"I'm willing to give up the victory or defeat of the bloody battle in the abyss for the next five hundred years in exchange for a chance to descend on the main world." Scripps's words contained an inexplicable temptation, causing Archibald to squint slightly.

The Abyss Blood War is the most sacred war of the two layers of the Abyss, and the winner will receive the favor of the Abyss Will once, which is also very good for the Legendary Crown, especially for them who are also Legendary Overlords, and now Scripps will give up the victory or defeat of the five Abyss Blood Battles, which is worth exploring.

Archibald, who had not far from the path of the Law of Cunning, thought for a moment and said softly: "No, this is not enough, you should know that if you want an existence like us to come to the main world, even if it is not long, the sacrifices of believers are far from enough, not to mention that I have to ..........."

"I will give up the believers of the Stoke Kingdom and give it to you!" Scripps gave Archibald a deep look, knowing what the cunning creature in front of him should see.

However, with his confidence in the law of his own shadows, and some kind of indescribable foresight, he was certain that he would raid and kill the two guys who had not yet reached the path of legend, and then return to the wasteland abyss in an instant.

"Hehe, deal!" Archibald swallowed the snake core and said in an instant.

Looking at Scripps suspended in mid-air, there was a hint of cunning in the depths of his pupils, and he suddenly wondered a little, what was the reason for making the opponent want to descend on the Overworld again, what was he seeking?

It seems to be funny, so how can it be without the participation of me, the great cunning Scarlet Serpent!