Hearing this, the fearless knight's face showed a look of fear for the first time, as he barely squeezed into the ranks of the strong, he had heard a little bit about the soul knowledge, although he didn't know what he would encounter next, but he knew that it was a more painful thing than death.

The underground passage is a road that winds downward, and more than 100 people struggle to navigate through the narrow passages. After walking for an hour, the passage in front of me suddenly opened up. It was one of the most common caves, with countless stalactites forming on both sides, but there was a road that could accommodate ten wagons side by side. After a while, there is a circular platform with an altar made of flamestone in the center. At the top of the altar are two inextinguishable lamps, fueled by unknown energy, that burn all day long and never go out.

Around the altar stood a circle of people dressed as sacrificials, but unlike the war rituals, they all wore sacrificial robes with red and black backgrounds. The first one immediately approached, saluted the war priest, and said, "Great war priest, everything is ready according to your command. ”

The War Priest nodded him back to where he had stood, and then waved his hand to those behind him, and the strong infantry skilfully pressed the prisoners one by one to the altar in a circle.

The War Rite first came to the dying Magus, and the wand with the demon's wings at the top fell on top of the Magister's head, and with the spell of the War Sacrifice, the wand seemed to be coated with a layer of black paint.

As if sensing the coming crisis, the seriously injured magician woke up from a coma, his confused eyes looked around, and his eyes were quickly attracted by the altar beside him. At this time, the altar began to emit a faint red light with the sacrificial incantation, and the already hot air was raised by more than ten degrees again. Even the strong infantry, which had been well adapted to the high temperatures, began to be a little unbearable. The captives were even more miserable, and even with the anti-Japanese magic that the war sacrifice had blessed beforehand, the effect was gradually ineffective.

When the sorcerer noticed the wand in the hand of the War Priest, there was a hint of fear in his eyes, and he shouted with the last of his strength: "This is the Devil's Staff, are you ......?"

Before he finished speaking, the spell of the war sacrifice had just ended, and the black lacquer that had been plated on the demon's staff concentrated on the top of the staff's handle like life, forming a small pale black translucent ball. The War Priest suddenly reached out his other hand and grasped the tip of the wand, pulling it out of it at a speed that was not part of the priesthood, and it turned out that a sharp cone was hidden in the front. Nail it into the sorcerer's heart. For a moment, the magician's voice stopped abruptly, his limbs twitched violently, his facial features shifted even more, his mouth opened wide, and he wanted to scream something, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

The translucent black ball that was originally caged on the demon's wings instantly poured into the mage's heart, sucking all his life force into this short sharp cone. The demon wings on it changed from a half-rolled state to a slight unfolding, as if it was alive, and it should be a very satisfying expression of the delicious vitality.

However, Renault, who was hidden in the shadows, discovered that not only the life force, but also the soul energy of the magician was also absorbed by the sharp cone.

Soon the sorcerer was turned into a dried corpse, and the muscles in his body atrophied to the extreme.

The War Sacrifice pulls out the cone and returns to its wand. As the sacrifice was accomplished, two sweaty infantrymen stepped forward, lifted the mage to the corpse, dragged him to a lava pillar in the back, and tied the corpse with two arm-thick chains.

Renault didn't understand why a dead corpse needed to be bound with such a thick chain. And judging from the skillful movements of those two strong infantrymen, this is not the first time that such a job has been performed for them.

There must be something greasy! Renault thought. Therefore, he waited and watched the changes, and did not adopt the original plan of disrupting the sacrifice. Because sometimes, it's more important to find out the other person's secret than to destroy a memorial.

After completing the series, he walked back to the altar and inserted his wand into a hole in the altar, which fitted perfectly with the wand handle, and it appeared that the demon wand was one with the altar.

After a ritual, the metal demonic wings at the tip of the wand recurled up and returned to their original form. However, there was a hearty groan from inside the altar, and the rest of the captives shuddered, and the faint light on the altar suddenly brightened like a bright sun, and after the light swept over the bodies of those captives, an identical magic circle appeared under the feet of all the captives. With the full activation of the magic array, the captives looked frightened one by one, and even the four brave knights felt chills.

When the magic array under their feet lit up to the limit, an invisible flame enveloped them, constantly draining their life force and stripping their souls from their bodies. The stripping process was short-lived, but for the captives it was like years. The pain of stripping away their souls shatters, shatters, and shatters their wills again. But the excruciating pain didn't make them faint.

Finally, the remaining thirty-six captives, like the magicians, were reduced to withered corpses, and one by one they were dragged by the strong infantry to the stone pillars behind them and bound with iron chains.

When everything was done, the altar trembled again, and a majestic voice descended into the cave: "Well done, my slaves, the soul is particularly sweet today, especially the first sacrifice, which is the most delicious, if it continues to be at the same level as today, then my legion will be able to use my power to completely break free from the shackles of the crystal wall and enter your plane." ”

Before this voice sounded, a group of people knelt down in unison, and worshiped the altar in the most pious posture, only the war sacrifice was stunned for a moment, and saw that everyone had bowed down, so they unwillingly knelt down on one knee, and replied: "This batch of life sacrifices is the elite soldiers of the world, not comparable to those in the past, and we also pay the price of three strong infantry and one magic archer." ”

The voice muttered for a moment: "The price is not small, but it is within your reach. So, the next time you encounter such a delicious sacrifice, take it as usual. ”

"But......" the war priest raised his head and said, "Your minions are very limited, and if you don't get a certain amount of replenishment, then you may not be able to withstand the overlord's retaliatory blow." ”

"Humph! It's just a crippled orderly. Well, for your sake, I'll be generous. With that, the altar suddenly shook, and the entire cave shook with it, as if it was about to collapse at any moment. But the crowd of people who fell to their knees paid no attention to the small rubble that had been smashed overhead.

There was a roar from the altar, and a sound wave faintly visible to the naked eye spread from the altar, touching the dried corpses tied to the stone pillars, and then the advance stopped. The sound waves with a faint black aura burrowed into the dead corpse like life, and the shriveled corpse, which had been completely lifeless, gradually returned to its human form, and its skin and muscles returned to their original shape, but the green fire danced in the open eyes.

Abyssal golems, a low-level abyssal monster, soulless empty shells are only used as slaves of high-level abyssal creatures, but their combat power is not much worse than the little demons who build the foundation of the abyss, but they lose room to grow.

As soon as the Abyss Golem woke up, it instinctively struggled. The four abyssal golems who were originally knights broke free of the chain, which was the thickness of their arm, while the other golems made the chain rattle, and the shape of the chain was somewhat deformed, although it did not break like a knight, but it also showed that their strength level was better than that of many ordinary players who majored in strength.

After seeing this, the war sacrifice showed a complicated expression in his eyes, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Could it be ...... Have you grown in power again? "Because before this, the abyssal puppet fed back to him by the altar did not have such a strong strength, at most maintaining half of the strength of the body, and even played the role of a striker when hijacking ordinary caravans, and he played the role of a coolie on weekdays. But the abyssal puppets produced today can fully serve as cannon fodder, and in this way, in the future robbery, the losses of magic archers and strong infantry will be greatly reduced.

The majestic voice burst into a wild laugh: "Haha, my slave, your sense of smell is still so sensitive. Yes, in the abyss world, even if I don't do anything, my strength will grow on its own, and with the nourishment of a delicious soul, my strength will soon be able to break through the critical point, and when the time comes, I will come directly to this world without the help of that broken body.

At the mention of "broken flesh", the corners of the war priest's mouth twitched slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and replied, "It is my duty and honor to serve you. I will do my best to harvest more souls for your arrival.

"Very well, my slave, if you can do this, then I will grant you the status of an agent on earth. Wait, I feel a familiar aura here, no, it's not the breath of my power! Then, a furious sound swept through the caverns like a hurricane, blowing the kneeling sacrifices all over the ground, and several of the sacrifices near the center of the hurricane were even torn to pieces. The strong infantry relied on their strong bodies, barely being taken away. Only the war sacrifice, which still maintains a half-kneeling posture, seems to have no effect on him.

Half of those Abyss Golems were torn apart by the hurricane, and most of the rest were in tatters, except for the four knights and one Abyss Golem made of a mage.

More than half of the gifts of this batch of sacrifices were destroyed in this way, but the war sacrifice did not show much distressed expression. On the contrary, the solemnity on the face became more and more obvious. More than thirty meters in front, a vague human figure suddenly flashed and disappeared.

Throughout, the War Sacrifice was unresponsive to this uninvited guest, and his talent for perception was completely out of order at this critical time. If it hadn't been for the great will to discover the abnormality, I am afraid that it would not have been discovered in the end.

"What people! Don't hurry up and show your original form! The War Priest screamed and stood, and the Demon Staff waved. A cloud of fire soon covered the humanoid. The Fire Cloud Technique is a group attack magic, and the attack power is not very strong, but it is not a problem to crack the invisibility technique.