Zhou Qingfeng was misled by Ciric into falling into the pit of the elven prison and stayed in that underground ruin for three full days. For the first two days, he lay motionless at the bottom of the pit, and when he got up, he survived on the small amount of food and water he carried with him.

In the past three days, Zhou Qingfeng has not been able to enter a deep sleep, and naturally he cannot enter the information network. But in just three days, the entire Black Forest has changed dramatically.

The Black Samurai are strong, but they are too few in number; Although there are many goblins, their combat power is too weak.

The 'coalition army' led by Zhou Qingfeng is not a weak scumbag who fled in a panic when he heard the news of the enemy. Grayskin realizes that he is facing a cohesive resistance that must be fought hard.

In the past, the routine of coercion and inducement to win is not easy to use now.

So the goblins shrank their forces and retreated from the White Crow Village, and the turtle retreated back to the Stucco Village. They also released rumors, trying to open the plank road to the outside in exchange for the human forces to abolish their martial arts. It's just that these schemes have come to naught after the return of 'Lord Hugo'.

Now Zhou Qingfeng is once again immersed in the information network, collecting human prayers from the Black Forest. Most of the human settlements already knew the latest situation in the Rat Village, and both the adventurers who stayed behind and the untouchables at the bottom rejoiced.

But the mud village, which was an enemy-occupied area, became an information desert, and no news came out. This is the exact opposite of what happens in other villages.

"What happened to Stucco Village?" Zhou Qingfeng's consciousness body stood in the void, and in front of him was a series of information links coming and going. The faithless poor are pouring out their wishes, which in the past were not heard, but now all point to the Light.

"There are at least a hundred poor people in the village of Stucco, and they shouldn't have no prayers."

Zhou Qingfeng's mind was uneasy, he won the battle against the goblins twice, and both times he obtained accurate information from the poor people of the plaster village. Especially the little girl named Sophia left a deep impact on him.

The village of Plaster is home to the Goblin Army and the Church of Bane, and is the stronghold of the forces of evil. But now the village was dead silent, as quiet as a grave.

It only takes one condition to cause this effect.

There was a terrible word that flashed through Zhou Qingfeng's mind - blood sacrifice.

In order to please their gods, the church of the evil gods will use blood sacrifices to communicate with the gods and gain great power. It is often the innocent poor who are slaughtered, whose flesh and soul will be turned into burning firewood, tormented in extreme pain.

Zhou Qingfeng had promised to rescue the little girl Sophia, but now he ....... He kept his eyes open and carefully searched the information link. Underneath the lowest level of red traffic, there are even weaker gray links.

Touch any black link casually, and there will be a howl of pain inside, a sharp wail. The cries of despair and helplessness rushed into Zhou Qingfeng's brain like a surging tide. He also screamed, already knowing what was happening.

Blood sacrifice, really blood sacrifice!

Inside the stucco village, a brutal massacre is underway......

Illuminated by torches, the vicious Black Samurai broke through the humble houses and dragged the poor people out of the village to the open space in the middle of the village.

Struggling, pleading, pushing, shouting, chaos. The ground was messy with drag marks, shredded clothes. The poor were dragged to a pool of blood dug up in the village, where they were forcibly bled by a blade slitting their throats.

All this was done like slaughtering an animal, and the black knight who did it had no mercy.

On a high platform next to the pool, the priest of the church of Bane is shouting praises to the god of tyranny and asking for strength from the gods. With his high-pitched shouts, thunder rolled in the sky, and lightning pierced the sky.

The coercion of the gods is coming......

The blood in the pool of blood slowly boiled, and a large number of bubbles floated. Every time the bubble burst in the air, the church members gathered around the pool of blood let out an excited cheer. They became more and more fervent in their prayers, and they almost lost their minds.

As for the poor who fed the pools of blood, they were either screaming in terror in the midst of cheers or were already lying on the ground dying and convulsing. No one took pity on them, and the cultists considered it lucky that the untouchables could give their lives and souls to the Lord of Darkness.

All of this is a desperate gamble on the part of the Bane Church, and they urgently need to improve their own strength in order to break the deadlock. So they held a blood sacrifice.

When the blood in the blood pool turned into a blood mist, dozens of human adventurers lined up and walked in. The first one was the leader of the village of Grey Grey, who was the leader of the Grey Village, who shouted 'Obedience to Bane' and led his men to be baptized with blood sacrifices.

Next to the pool of blood, there are more and more dying villagers. Before they died, they let out meaningless screams, and these cries were the black links that Zhou Qingfeng saw in the information network. There is a strong negative emotion attached to this, which is loved by the god of tyranny.

But this will undoubtedly be extremely angry for normal humans!

Zhou Qingfeng was able to share the sight of the deceased's soul in the last few seconds before leaving the body, so as to see the scene of the blood sacrifice clearly. Blood, killing, revelry, he shuddered at the horrific sight, and his scalp tingled. This scene was imprinted in his mind, but he could not do anything about it.

In the last sight of the deceased, Zhou Qingfeng saw that a thin figure was also caught next to the blood pool. It was a little girl with a calm expression. She was in rags, her little face dirty, her hair was disheveled over her shoulders, and she walked to the edge of the pool of blood in resignation.

"No......." Zhou Qingfeng cried. He recognized the little girl and shouted angrily, "It's Sophia." I promised to protect her. But now ......"

The pain eats the heart, and it makes people hate it.

The poor people in the village were all searched, and the little Sophia was no exception. When the Black Warrior found her, the little girl did not resist and did not struggle. She walked to the pool of blood herself, looked at the corpses that had died in a tragic way, and knew that she would be one of them.

No way......!

When the sharp blade slit the little girl's throat, blood splattered, and a shocking roar rang out over the pool of blood. The meaning of the roar was unknown, but the Banes at the scene were even more fanatical, seeing it as God's gaze.

Sophia's neck was cut in half and she fell down. With the last of her strength, she raised her surprised little face and shouted weakly and suspiciously into the air where the roar came, "Victor, is that you?" ’

With this shout, a black hole appeared above the pool of blood. A hand reached out, grabbed Sophia and dragged her in.

But it's not that simple.

A thunderbolt appeared out of thin air above the blood pool, and an even stronger roar descended like thunder, and everyone around the blood pool was dizzy. In the sky of the Black Forest, an angry voice shouted, "Who are you?" How dare you snatch souls that already belong to the darkness? ”

On the other side of the black hole is Zhou Qingfeng, who exists in the information network space, he is unwilling to watch Sophia die, he is angry and stretches out a hand, ignoring the distance and barrier of space, and directly grabs Sophia.

When Zhou Qingfeng picked up the little girl and tried to pull her over, Sophia's body was still in place. Her soul was seized and she was about to be dragged into a black hole.

This scene stunned everyone beside the blood pool, and Mursi, who was presiding over the blood sacrifice, did not know why. But it was Zur who was standing next to him. Grayskin reacted quickly, and the goblin shaman screamed, "Stop that hand, he's snatching the sacrifice that belongs to my lord." ”

Zhou Qingfeng felt a huge force preventing him from taking Sophia away, and even if he tried his best, he couldn't drag the little girl in.

Sophia let out a cry of pain as she tugged. Her soul was under tremendous force and was almost torn in half.

In the clearing of the Grey Village, an extremely evil and terrifying aura was converging, and a terrifying questioning sound came from the churning blood pool mist. The blood mist slowly turned into a giant palm, trying to drag Sophia's soul back.

Beside the pool of blood, whether it was the weakest goblin, or the high priests and shamans, all prostrate on the ground. All humans and goblins felt a mountain of power weigh on them, forcing them to submit and breaking their will.

This indiscriminate power comes from the gods on high, and the voice in the blood mist is constantly questioning, "Who are you?" How dare you confront the Lord of Darkness? In Bane's name, I command you to submit. ”

The voice contains the power of destruction and despair, and is filled with strife, hatred, tyranny, and fear. It is like a mountain and a sea, like a stormy wave, like a star crashing, it cannot be resisted, it cannot be frivolous. It goes straight to the heart of mortals, commanding everything.

But under such pressure, an unyielding voice came out of the black hole, "Fuck your Bene, I'm just a reptile in my eyes." What's so great about the Lord of Darkness? Lao Tzu is not convinced today, I was born to rebel against the sky! ”