An old stone-blind barbarian appeared next to the altar, looking like a priest presiding over the ceremony, holding a staff made of polished white bones and muttering words in his mouth.

Suddenly, a cold and dark green fire lit up in the main hall, illuminating the shrine of the evil god placed directly opposite the altar, which seemed to have self-consciousness, constantly changing various strange shapes.

A large amount of blood poured out of the altar and flowed along the notches throughout the pattern, reflecting a cold cold light under the illumination of the green fire.

At this moment, the long-dead green-skinned goblin suddenly twitched sharply, and when they saw this scene, all the stone-blind barbarians let out a fanatical roar, like the whispers of wild beasts seemed to have a unique rhythm, forming a string of arcane spells.

They all lay on the ground, bowing to the shrine in a scene that seemed to invite some unknown great being to come down.

The pus on the goblin's body suddenly exploded one by one, and from it poked out of it octopus tentacles the size of human fists, wrapped in a layer of slippery, disgusting mucus, making irregular twisting movements.

Seeing this scene, the throbbing in Ize's heart became stronger and stronger, and he decided to leave here, the devil knows what kind of sacrificial ritual this is, in case some evil god comes, even if he is a powerful red dragon, I am afraid that he will have to explain here today.

But at least one thing he understood was that the object of sacrifice of this stone-blind barbarian was probably not as simple as a spirit absorbing monster. He didn't know much about the content of the sacrifice, but in any case, the wriggling tentacles were hard to connect with the octopus head of the Spirit Sucker.

At this moment, the scene in the main hall suddenly changed, to be precise, some of them had undergone strange changes.

Ceilings, walls, floors, stone pillars, corpses, organic and inorganic objects all grew living tentacles, all covered in slime, wriggling and ruminating in disgust.

"Is it an illusion?"

Izawa whispered, but he quickly denied himself, because there was no translucent window in front of him, you know, even the 9-ring spells that he couldn't use for the time being would show countless question marks, and he didn't think that these weak stone-blind barbarians knew spells far beyond the 9-rings.

This means that these tentacles that suddenly grow out are a kind of reality in disguise!

There is no doubt that the possession of such mystical means can only be possessed by the omnipotent gods.

"These guys are really not worry-free......"

The red dragon whispered, he is a red dragon, standing at the top of the food chain of the Elbaf continent, he has seen too many deformed, ugly, and unaesthetic races, in fact, there are really no races that can make a true dragon fearful, and it is generally their appearance that brings fear to other clans that cannot be dispelled.

Although these tentacles reveal a grotesque eerie feeling at every turn, they have not yet visually caused a shock to his mind called fear.

"The humble ant actually wants to sacrifice the true dragon with blood?"

The young dragon let out an angry roar, and the weak aura climbed up almost endlessly, and he even transformed into a body that was fifteen meters long, and the scorching breath completely unfolded with the ember aura, and a wave of heat surged up in the entire hall.

What is fear?

For a weak race, an unbeatable adult true dragon is fear!

Perhaps this stone-blind barbarian didn't expect why the originally weak young dragon would suddenly become such a huge appearance, and how boring this young red dragon was to play such a boring trick with them.

Do you think you're a golden dragon who likes to fish for law enforcement?

The huge dragon body occupied almost a quarter of the space of the main hall, and the moment the true body was revealed, I didn't know how many stone-blind barbarians had been swept away, and the entire sacrificial ceremony was forced to be interrupted.

These lowly creatures gathered together, chattering and talking a lot of stone-blind barbarian language that Ize didn't understand, of course, Ize didn't think to communicate with them, these disgusting guys who dared to offend the real dragon, none of them wanted to live today!

Violent magic fluctuations surged out from the red dragon's huge body, and in an instant, countless fireball spells, fire wall spells, arcane missiles, various force field handprints, burning hands, blazing magic balls, and flame storms formed a terrifying spell tide that bombarded this hall indiscriminately in turn.

After a few minutes, the violent explosion gradually stopped, the interior of the hall burned with high temperatures, a large number of stoneblind barbarians died, and the tentacles that filled all corners of the hall were also destroyed in the magic storm, but there were still a small number of ants surviving, including the priest who presided over the ritual in the first place.

It's just that their current appearance seems to be very different from what they were now.

Scales grew from their bodies, and a dozen tentacles wriggled from their faces, leaving only pale fish-like eyeballs and a large mouth full of sharp teeth dripping with disgusting slime.

It looked highly similar to the Psitron, but Ize knew in his heart that the guys in front of him who had obviously been confused in their minds were definitely not high-level lifeforms like the Psiclists.

All of this may have something to do with the evil gods they have been sacrificing.

I saw that their bodies were covered with a layer of faint green light, and Ize didn't feel any magic fluctuations or spiritual energy fluctuations from them, but judging from the situation of the performance, it should be the divine power fed back by the evil god, and it was with this layer of "protective shield" that they survived the frenzied magic storm just now.

The priest suddenly climbed up the stone platform and looked at the shrine with a feverish expression, holding aloft the staff of bones and chanting the incantations of the evil gods in his mouth, as if the most fanatical believers were praying to the gods they believed in.

The rest of the clansmen exploded one by one in the spell, flesh and blood flying, Ize squinted slightly, these crazy guys actually began to sacrifice their lives and souls to the evil gods.

This scene made the priest become more and more crazy, its almost distorted face, and its body began to be covered with pus like the green-skinned goblin just now, and the tentacles destroyed by magic in the hall also reappeared, and began to grow more violently.

All the flesh and blood moved towards the altar as if they had some kind of will, and as the priest's last spell fell, the pustules on the priest's body burst suddenly, and countless erosive flesh and blood all fit his body.

He didn't die, but turned into a huge piece of flesh covered with tentacles that floated silently in mid-air.

The red dragon took a deep breath and was brewing his breath.

And at this moment, Ize suddenly felt a chaotic and evil will suddenly descend.

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