Plesta's presence was immediately revealed, and the beastimen seemed to get instructions from that evil will.

They blocked all paths, and some of the climbing monsters began to climb up the rock walls, and the tentacles covered in disgusting slime also wound around the arachnoid drow on the walls.

In the eyes of this group of evil fanatics, it was a sinner who disturbed this grand ceremony, and it was naturally impossible to let it out alive.

Now the Lord is angry, and he can only sacrifice him in order to seek forgiveness from the true God.

Plesta's face turned very ugly, and it seemed difficult to get out of this place now, but it was not without chance.

Although the number of beasts exceeds 1,000, the individual combat power is not too strong, and it is about the same as beasts of the same type.

However, Plesta is a vassal of Ize's dragon vein, and as a rare arachnid elf of the dragonborn, Plesta is almost three times the size of ordinary people, and much larger than the largest bear people here.

Its exoskeleton is covered in fine scales, and with its strong physical defense and excellent magic resistance, the tip of the spider spear has a rare black-green color, and it can easily pierce through the rock with every sharp step.

The mixture of venom and strong acid that seeps out of it can even corrode steel, and it has also inherited the spitting weapon of acid breath from the Dragon King, which is completely capable of crushing beasts in terms of attributes.

The scorching heat came from the dragon scales on his chest, Plesta took a deep breath, it was going to be ready to fight hard, what he saw and heard today was definitely the most valuable information, no matter what, he had to bring it back to his master!

Three disgusting tentacles on the wall were wrapped around at the same time, and Plesta did not hesitate to raise the spider spear and stab it, only to feel that the tip of the spear seemed to be pierced into a piece of rotten flesh, regardless of the tentacles' struggle, and swung the rest of the spider spears again to cut off the tentacles.

The furious beasts rushed at Plesta with their claws, but they were greeted by a large amount of deadly acid!

The eight spider spears turned into eight indestructible swords at this moment, cutting off the beasts along the way one by one, and occasionally a monster attack landed on it, and it was also bounced off by the tenacious fine scales.

Presta secretly rejoiced in his heart, the strength of these beasts was much weaker than it had imagined, as long as he didn't fall into the group of beasts below, there shouldn't be much of a problem in leaving here with his own strength.

However, at this moment, the tentacles on one of the statues seemed to come to life, and it pierced through the air with lightning speed, wrapping Plesta's body tightly, and the spider spear stabbed the tentacles, but there was a crisp crashing sound.

Its gaze followed the tentacle to the statue that seemed to come to life, and it was clear that this tentacle did not seem to be very different from the others, and some looked like the essence of an evil god.

Yes, some unknown being saw XX, and then, He came.

At the same time, an evil will suddenly rushed into Plesta's mind.

“nihenatiaohonglongshishenmeguanxi？”

Plesta: ???

“nishenshangxiedaiyoutadeqixi。”

The obscure and stubborn syllables came to mind in its mind, and Plesta heard a fury in the difficult words, but could not understand it.

"Even if you kill me, I will not surrender to you! My great master will not be afraid of you, he will know of your existence, he will avenge me, he will kill you! ”

Presta let out an impotent rage, but its words pierced the heart of the evil god.

The tentacles groped for the spider elf's chest, feeling the heat of the dragon scales all the time, and the unpleasant smell of sulfur that he would never forget no matter what!

The thought of those two unpleasant memories made the evil god's emotions fluctuate violently, and all of this was brought to him by the red dragon.

With an indescribable smirk, the end of the tentacle sucked in the dragon scales with countless rodent mouthparts, and Plesta let out a roar of pain, the evil god seemed not to want to kill it immediately, but became interested in the dragon scales given by his master.

And at this time, the anomaly resumed.

The moment the dragon scales were withdrawn from Plesta's body, they became extremely hot, and even the air became noticeably hot from the scorching heat.

The scales on the tentacles turn red and begin to melt!

The flames climbed up like maggots on tarsal bones, and in an instant they had a tendency to spread to the statue, and the evil god let out a terrible roar, a scene similar to the original situation.

The shot shook wildly, trying to break free of the dragon scales, but the dragon scales seemed to be completely glued to it, no matter how the tentacles waved, the scorching heat still kept coming.

The flames burned more and more, but Plesta was stunned from the sidelines, how powerful the master's scales were? Can even the incarnation of a god be easily shaken?

More and more tentacles were entwined, like moths to a fire, trying to extinguish the flames with this primitive method.

But for some reason, the pitch-black viscous gel-filled liquid that flows out of the tentacles after being roasted by the flames can have an irreversible and terrible reaction with the flames, not only burning excessively, but also causing an explosion!

As a result, almost all of the tentacles were ignited by the dragon flames, and the beasts did not know what had happened to the true god they prayed to, and under the guidance of their crazy will, they all cried and grabbed the ground, or threw themselves into the flames to sacrifice their souls and lives to the true gods.

The beast man sacrificed himself suicidally, and the scarlet blood roared like a tributary of a river along the altar pattern, outlining an extremely grotesque pattern

And after receiving the blood sacrifice of a large number of believers, the aura of the evil god suddenly increased, and the huge stone statue seemed to be completely alive at this moment.

His indescribable body exuded an unparalleled evil aura, a chilling sense of horror that permeated his body, accompanied by an emotional will that could drive people mad.

Darkness came like a viscous tidal wave, which seemed to come from the ultimate horror of apocalyptic destruction, dousing the burning flames little by little.

The power of the evil god finally gained the upper hand, and as it was about to completely wear out the dragon flame, Plesta suddenly grabbed the wriggling tentacles, and it slashed its own veins with its spider spear, and scarlet blood continued to drip and pour on it.

As the master's dragon vein vassal, it was assimilated by the blood of the dragon king the moment it drank the dragon's blood, and it possessed magical powers.

The dragon scales that had become dim burst out again after drinking blood, and the flames suddenly burst out dozens of feet, outlining a huge portal, and a voice finally sounded slowly at this time.

"Good job, Plesta, finally let me find this guy again."