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“ki1a-figue！” Zantaba standing in the red light. Tehurst chanted the incantation as he stretched out his bony hand and pointed forward. A Three Holy Baptist warrior stripped of his black spiked armor to reveal his sturdy chest stood opposite Zantaba, and a black light from the Pale Lord's fingertips went straight into the warrior's chest.

The strong man, who was originally full of blood, immediately showed a painful look, and then turned into a skin that had been drained, and fell to the ground with a "snap".

The warrior's corpse completely lost its blood, turning a sickly pure pale like white paper. His face was terrible, his eyes were hollow, and he couldn't distinguish the pupils from the whites of his eyes, as if his soul had been withdrawn - not a metaphor to be exact, his soul had been withdrawn.

The warrior's soul let out a terrible scream, soared from the corpse, and then flew around the red pillar of light, and finally disappeared into the red light as if attracted by a magnet. On the ground, the blood that was instantly extracted from the warrior's body converged into a swimming snake, flowing into a pool of obsidian blood in a straight line drawn from bone meal.

Above the pool of blood, there is a scarlet bead suspended, which is like a living thing, greedily absorbing the energy in the blood and strengthening itself.

"It's almost ......" Zantaba stood in the center of the pillar of light, and although he was under the pressure of the huge arcane energy, his mood became more and more excited.

Around the body of the black-armored warrior he had just killed were hundreds of other corpses, piled up into a terrifying hill.

If you look at the deepest courtyard of this Black Spider Fortress from a bird's-eye view, you can see that Zantaba has set it up as a giant cult sacrifice ritual and a hybrid of a legendary circle.

The position where Zantaba stands is the center of an equilateral triangle drawn by keel powder. at the three corners of the triangle. There are three pearls of iniquity.

The circumscribed circle of an equilateral triangle, also drawn from the powder of the dragon bone full of magic, is the edge of the entire red pillar of light. Around the core of this circle, six-pointed stars and intricate runes are drawn on the ground. These patterns are connected by a variety of complex geometric lines, which together form this vast system of circles.

Another Three Holy Baptists were brought to Zantaba. This is a charismatic-looking demon priest who worships Azulu, one of the three demon lords. She couldn't help but shudder as she felt the oppressive power in the red pillar of light and the cold, dead gaze of the Pale Lord.

But it's a pity that the plump body wrapped inside the red and black priest's robe has no attraction for Zantaba.

"Lord Fourth Stone, Rao...... Spare ...... The sacrificial rite is not left alone. Please leave me alone. In the future, I will do my best to be loyal to you, serve you, and I can do many things! ”

"I only need you to do one thing," Zantaba said with no expression on his dead face. He just reached out his bony hand again and aimed it at the priestess. "That is for the great cause of the Maharajas. Dedicate a qiē! ”

"Nope! No! The priest screamed, turned and ran away. The fear of death has given rise to the awe of the Demon Lord, and she is on the verge of fleeing.

Looking at the back of the female pastor, Zantaba whispered to herself, "It's really disappointing...... Golem, kill her. ”

Four strangled golems guarding around Zantaba after receiving orders. Immediately took a step forward and chased after the priestess.

This evil constructed creature is entirely a humanoid creature formed by a myriad of specially treated demonized ropes, coiled and entwined. They were two people tall, with the exception of two eyes burning with a black energy light source. There are no facial features, only a general outline.

The countless ropes on the strangled golem's body shot out like living creatures, so fast that it was difficult to react. The legs, hands, neck, and waist of the fleeing priestess were all entangled in these flexible demonic ropes. The strangled golem tightened the rope as she dragged the bound priestess back.

Click, click, click......

Every crisp sound made the hearts of the other cultists who were waiting for death twitch and their faces turned pale. The tightly constricted rope almost crushed the priestess from top to bottom, crushing every bone to pieces. And until she died, the female priest did not even scream because her throat was locked by demonic ropes.

The Strangled Golem threw the priestess's body at Zantaba's feet, and then returned to her place silently, as if the qiē had never been born.

The Pale Lord shot another black ray from his fingertips. After the warm corpse of the priestess swallowed up the light, just like the warrior who had just died, the blood and soul were all withdrawn from the human skin, and then turned into the purest and most evil energy, replenished into the entire huge magic circle.

"A foolish woman, if she is willing to bravely sacrifice herself for the great cause of the Maharajas, can at least die happily and honorably, without suffering anything." Zantaba said as if talking to himself.

The cultists waiting in line all turned extremely ugly when they heard his words. But from the moment they stepped into the Three Holy Baptist Church and worshipped the Lord of the Abyss as the true God, their fate could no longer be controlled by themselves.

"Let's move on." The Pale Lord said coldly.

Cut off from the source of energy and besieging the entire fortress, Zantaba had no choice but to make the last bit of energy needed to complete the Order's great plan: to replenish the last bit of energy needed for the entire Orb of Sins circle through the Blood Sacrifice of Killing.

"If we kill all the remaining cultists, we should be able to barely activate the magic circle. Unfortunately, the power of the spell will be greatly reduced. He thought.

Zantaba made up his mind to recreate the charging system for the circle, which used the Killing Blood Ritual to provide energy, and then filled the entire circle through the "Scarlet Hunt" Pearl of Sin. However, due to the fact that too many steps have gone through in between, and the Scarlet Hunt for the Pearl of Sin itself has some flaws due to the failure of the previous Autumn Hunt operation.

In this way, the entire circle is perfectly distanced, and it is extremely far from perfect.

However, Zantaba can't take care of much, as long as he can successfully activate that legendary spell, his mission will be completed.

The Pale Lord looked at his subordinates who were trembling as they waited in line to die, and said three cold and merciless words: "The next person ......"

After killing ten more people, beads of sweat broke out on Zantaba's face. His ribcage felt like it was about to explode, and his legs were so weak that he couldn't resist the tremendous pressure in the red pillar of light. Originally, with the tenacity of the Pale Lord's body, it was more than enough to carry out this killing blood sacrifice, but unfortunately, in the previous battle, he had been severely injured by Gordon, so now he can only barely support it.

"It's almost ...... Sacrifice the last twenty men, and you're done...... I hope those undead will buy me a little more time......"

Just as he was close to success, Zantaba suddenly frowned and his face sank. He could feel the disgusting forces of light approaching the place, as if they were about to break through the final gate.

"Golem, go stop them." Zantaba gave the order, then pointed his bone finger at another victim.

…………

"Drink!" Viscount Demont roared, and the golden sword in his hand slashed out, slicing the rusty iron door in half.

The Templars immediately rushed forward, kicked open the broken iron gates, and poured into the courtyard of the Black Spider Fortress and finally the unbreached.

They were immediately confronted with a powerful challenge. Four two-person-tall brown construct creatures blocked their way.

"Forward!" Viscount Demont pointed his sword forward, and the warriors of Ferreton immediately lined up to attack.

Gordon and Renus stood beside Viscount Demont with solemn expressions.

"Damn, what the hell are these!" One of the Templars yelled. The indestructible Adamantite Gold Sword in his hand slashed into the body of the strangled golem like slashing into water-soaked cotton, without any sense of blow, but then the power that fed back made him almost unable to grasp his weapon.

"It's the Strangling Golem!" Gordon reminded.

But it was clear that not everyone had his vast knowledge of magic. Gordon named the enemy, but no one knew how to deal with it.

"Mr. Freeman, do you have what it takes to deal with these weird monsters?" Viscount Demont asked. He could feel that the oppressive evil force was growing rapidly, and if he didn't hurry up to stop the enemy, he was afraid it would be too late.

"These strangled golems have some resistance to adamantite weapons." Gordon said.

"Really? These are troublesome. Viscount Demont's beard trembled. He didn't expect that the Church had given them the Adamantite Swords, which the Templars had spent so much money on, would now become a burden in this battle, "Do they have shortcomings?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the four strangulation golems each stretched out a dozen ropes from their bodies, and spun rapidly, like four huge propellers.

The Templars immediately raised their shields. Rao is these regular knights loyal to the Platinum Dragon are extremely strong and well-equipped, and they can't withstand such a continuous and dense attack.

For a time, people turned on their backs.

Fortunately, with the protection of shields and armor, most of the knights were only injured by falls.

But if this stalemate continues, it will definitely be too late.

Gordon saw that the knights were forced to retreat by the stunt "Rope Whirlwind" that strangled the golem, and he was also very anxious: "What about the other mages? These strangulation golems are formed by a combination of activating magic ropes, and they are afraid of fire. ”

Viscount Dermon said, "The other mages were too slow and were blocked by the undead......

What he meant was that now he had to rely on Gordon.

But if Gordon takes action now to kill the strangled golem, I'm afraid he won't have the strength to deal with Zantabaa for a while. Tehurst. (To be continued......)