When old Kane thought that the situation was bad enough, behind the gate of chaos, a tall bloodthirsty man walked out again, and this bloodthirsty old Kane was very familiar.

With a sinister smile on his face, the Bloodthirsty Dicks roared at this delicious world, "Uncle Dicks is back!" ”

It's just that this time it's different, this time it's the real sadistic demon Dinox, not a projection of consciousness.

Compared to the void left by the fall of the god of hunting, the fall of the god of war, the fall of the god of war has made the defensive net created by the gods almost collapse, at least for the evil god of terror, which occupies war, death and blood, the protective net of the gods no longer exists.

He can throw his family in at will, and although his strength will still be limited by this world, they are far more powerful than before.

The old hunters in the square were the first to experience the mental impact brought by these bloodthirsty people, the blood flow rate increased, the heart was pounding, and the life and death moments they had experienced in the past appeared in their minds as if they were yesterday, trying to bring them back to that blood-gushing moment again.

The intense desire to fight, the bloodthirsty desire, the urge to destroy life, and so on, all of these old hunters have lived for hundreds of years, and their experience has given them the ability to suppress the bloodthirsty desires in their consciousness, and only retain the physiological effects that increase their body's reaction speed.

But for those Loess apprentices, this is far from the case.

More than one of the apprentices drew their weapons and turned against their comrades around them, their sanity was compressed to the point where they only retained their sense of battle, and they only wanted to bathe in blood, cooling their boiling blood with stumps and death.

Finally, someone shouted a phrase in a hoarse voice: "Blood! Blood! Blood sacrifice to the god of blood... Skull Sacrifice Skull Master! ”

Old Kane clenched the long sword in his hand, drank several potions with strong side effects one after another, and finally took one last look at the magnificent Castle of Kelmohan, and ran towards the Bloodthirsty Dinox: "Demon! This time I'm going to make a suit of armor out of your bones! ”

"Hahaha! Ignorant humans! This time, I'm here to take over the world! The Bloodthirsty Dicks laughed and stomped on the bloodletter in front of him, kicked the Blood Crush Beast away, and rushed towards the Demon Hunter: "I will sacrifice your skull to the Blood God, and make a necklace from the rest of your bones to adorn my armor!" I will pump out your soul and put it on the blade of my axe, and let you feel the thrill of slashing and slashing humans every time! ”

At this moment, the demonic aura soared into the sky, and the fire shone on the earth, like blood stained red, heralding the sinking of the whole world.

In the face of the three bloodthirsty demons, there was indeed a legendary powerhouse and an angel on the human side, and the human race had the upper hand the moment the battle began.

The most powerful of the Bloodthirsters, Dieks, easily overpowered the old Kane, and even had the strength to sneak up on the angel who was fighting another Bloodthirsty.

The third Bloodthirsty uses his decapitation sword to create a sea of corpses and blood among the Demon Hunters, killing one or two Demon Hunters with each swing, and it can kill these humans in a much faster way.

But it didn't want to, it enjoyed the pleasure of every death, which was the Blood God's favorite, and certainly its favorite.

Killing, hot blood splashing on the flames, making the flames redder, no magic, no senseless torture, no disgusting herpes, this is called life.

The Bloodthirsty Man used his sharp claws to cut off the head of a bear hunter, and cleanly ripped off the meaningless flesh and blood on it, until the brain was empty, leaving only a blood-red skull, and a little fascia kept it intact.

It can be assured that no human being can do it as perfectly as it does, and it doesn't know how many heads it wasted to practice such a pure craft, which is definitely the favorite sacrifice of the Lord of Skulls.

The Bloodthirsty sighed at the skull, imprisoning the dead in his own skull, a mass of brown souls that burned like flames within the skull, looking at the battlefield in despair through his empty eyes.

For he knew that today his brothers were going to die here, and his soul could only watch it happen, and be tormented by this despair and pain for eternity for the rest of the days to come, until he forgot or grew tired of his wailing.

However, the Lord of Skulls will never forget, nor will he refuse such a gift.

The square was filled with the battle cries of demon hunters and the howls of wounded humans, and the rampant laughter of the bloodthirsty ones woke up the inhabitants of several nearby towns, shivering under the covers, praying to their gods that it was just a nightmare, and that it would be normal after dawn.

It's a carnival of bloodthirsty people, a feast of terror, but it's still a human world, and there will always be an accident that interrupts this madness.

The Bloodthirsty Dinox suddenly frowned, and the canine nose wrinkled vigorously, as if he had found something annoying, so that the decapitating sword in his hand slowed down a few beats, allowing the old Kane to take the opportunity to complete a complete rune language, temporarily restraining the companion who was on a killing spree.

"It's the smell of magic, and a little bit of mine!" Dicks said with certainty, the massive head twisting in one direction in the square, as if waiting for something.

Old Kane also noticed this, and he suddenly sensed a surging tide of mana, far more powerful than the average legendary spellcaster could wield.

Is it reinforcements? Or is it more Chaos, where Tzeentch wizards are also coming for a piece of the pie? There are no followers here who believe in the Lord of the Sophistry!

A tall figure appeared there, as if he had been standing there before.

The monstrous armor spewed out scorching steam, scalding the bloodletters around it, and the huge psionic wings were far wider than the angels' wings, and with a single flap, they blew away a large group of Chaos demons.

The two bear-red eyes on the fully duplexed helmet shone brightly, causing several bloodthirsty people to freeze in place, because the blood-colored light was full of trembling power like theirs.

Is it some champion left by the Blood God in this world?

The tall warrior just raised his hand, and two equally huge chainsaw weapons appeared in the palms of both hands.

Old Kane smiled with relief the moment he saw this weapon, he recognized the [War Scourge], and he will never forget that unique appearance.

The Dynax recognized the smell of its own, and a part of its soul was imprisoned in the weapon.

Xu Yichen raised his head and scanned the entire battlefield, and everywhere he looked, everyone regained their senses from the influence of the bloodthirsty.