The so-called god of light is none other than Ketugea, the old ruler of the Cthulhu mythos, and Yang Hao's mind flashed Ketugea's introduction.

Ketugea, the one who inhabits the flame, symbolizes one of the beings of "fire". Appears as a large, hot fireball or plasma block (which looks like a small sun).

Ketugea is the sworn enemy of the old rulers of the earth and the gods of the other world, especially Nayarathotep. Surrounded by thousands of tiny balls of light, Ketugea's huge figure shapes and shapes like a living flame, sometimes even described as the sun on earth. She has at least one known descendant, Yaferm Za, who is also the ruler of the old days.

Ketugea resides 25 light-years from Earth, and humans can summon it by chanting the incantation "Ph'nglui mgf'nafh Cthugha Fomalhaut n'gha-ghaa naf'l thagn!" three times in a row when the star rises to the treetops at night! Ia! Cthugha!”。

Once the summoning is successful, Ketugea responds to the demands of those threatened by Nyaratotip, and thousands of Flame Spirits under the command of the Commander appear on Earth (enough sacrifices can also bring them down).

However, this is extremely dangerous for the summoner, as a powerful explosion will immediately occur where Ketugea appears, and the terrifying heat and flames will cause a massive destruction that is as devastating as a small nuclear weapon.

In other words, Yang Hao and the others are two kilometers underground from the center of the nuclear explosion.

The underground passage shook violently, and the earth and rocks kept falling, falling on everyone, but they didn't care about this, everyone stared nervously at the top of the passage, praying that Dodd's work was strong enough.

Under the violent shaking, everyone could not move, so they could only huddle together to keep warm.

The strongest seismic wave passed, and although the passage was unrecognizable, it was still strong, and everyone was a little relieved.

Yang Hao, who had the most keenly senses of "boom", faintly heard some kind of whistling sound, and before he could remind everyone, the sound had been amplified to the point of deafening.

"Formation!" The cat's eye in the darkness reflected a strange green light, and a majestic wave of qi was rolling in an invincible force.

In the same circular formation, all the members of the wolf warrior united the purple light shield in their hands to form a hemispherical dark purple light curtain.

In the face of the aftermath of Ketugea's arrival, everyone did not have a little confidence, and the previous battle had almost exhausted their mana, and although it had been repaired for a while, the mana had not recovered much.

The qi dragon carried a thousand momentum, mixed with rubble, and instantly engulfed the hemisphere light shield.

Everyone worked hard to support it, and tried their best to output the little magic power they had left, and the seconds were like years, and the impact seemed to have no end.

There was a crisp sound of glass shattering, and a crack appeared in the light curtain, which then quickly spread, splitting into several strips until it covered the sphere.

The roof leak happened to rain overnight, and the magic power of several members of the group was exhausted, the strength of the light curtain was greatly reduced, and small pieces of fragments began to peel off.

"Bump!" The surface of a certain part of the ball of light was finally completely shattered due to its weakness, and the surging air waves immediately rushed in, blowing seven or eight nearby members of the group away.

This directly broke the formation of the wolf warrior, and the light curtain collapsed in an instant, and everyone was caught in the air dragon.

Yang Hao curled up and hugged his head, he was now like being thrown into a washing machine, spinning around, not knowing up and down, left and right, and from time to time he was in close contact with the wall.

The brain is almost a slurry, and the ability to think is lost.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Hao suddenly felt that the strength of the qi dragon was greatly weakened, and he couldn't support his weight.

Yang Hao fell heavily to the ground, and the power of the qi dragon kept rolling with him.

Yang Hao grabbed a gap in the ground with both hands, and finally stopped his body.

His body was pressed against the ground, and he didn't raise his head to observe until the power of the air dragon had completely dissipated.

The familiar scene and familiar smell told Yang Hao that this was really the sacrificial hall he had come to before.

Yang Hao, who regained consciousness, immediately began to look for the figure of the team members, and found that most of the team members fell into the pile of corpses, wailing and struggling.

"Whew~ It's okay, it's good that there are no dead people."

Yang Hao, who let go of his worries, immediately felt that he was in pain all over his body, as if he had been run over by a road roller, especially his ribs, which were estimated to be broken no less than three.

An ordinary demon hunting mission, Yang Hao didn't expect it to make such a big fuss, and an old ruler appeared, inexplicably proud of his ability to cause trouble.

That Dodd probably expected today's arrival, and the purpose of placing the summoning witch array in the center of the village chief was to break the net with the enemy and destroy the "perfect world" created by one-handedly.

Yang Hao's thoughts of a madman are really difficult to understand, and Yang Hao doesn't dare to agree with the new world that Dodd yearns for, but he feels that some places are still good, at least maintaining the peace and stability on the surface.

Forget it, tangled fart. Politics. Rule, look how the brothers are doing.

"Light snow! Light snow! You okay? Yang Hao couldn't move, so he could only shout.

"Cough, cough, Brother Hao, I'm still alive, hiss~ Painful!" The voice of the fat man came from the darkness, as if he touched the wound when he spoke, and he couldn't help but scold his mother.

"Brother Hao, I'm fine, I just can't move, how are you?" Xiaoxue's weak road.

Later, more and more members of the group responded, fortunately, everyone was killed because of their blood volume, so they were only injured and did not die.

But the crowd more or less broke a few bones, and all of them could not move. Several members of the regiment had the effect of internal bleeding, and if left untreated, they would soon bleed to death.

Everyone was anxious, but there was no way, and several members of the regiment with minor injuries tried to move slowly to the rescue, but there was no effect except to aggravate their own injuries.

It was at this time that the Lacey fungus in the sacrificial hall came again to trouble everyone.

In the face of the stinking Lacey fungus, everyone had no ability to resist, and all the people who were about to be so aggrieved were reduced to mushroom fat.

A wave of fire that spread throughout the hall suddenly appeared, forcing all the Lacey fungi back, but not hurting the wolf warrior alone.

The white wolf put down his hot right hand, looked at the embarrassed Yang Hao and smiled:

"Little Geralt, do you want to help?"

"Big guy, help." Yang Hao decisively hugged his thighs, and his exaggerated reaction caught the white wolf unexpectedly.

"You can really make trouble, cause such a big mess, if ordinary people would have been taken away by the city lord for interrogation, Viselmir helped you withstand it."

The white wolf shook his head and treated the most seriously injured members.

"Hehe, where, where, Teacher Viselmir teaches well." When the white wolf came, Yang Hao was completely relieved, joking to distract himself, and then frowned when he thought of something:

"Mentor, above.. How's it going? ”

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