In the center of the castle, there was a thick fog, and there was no one around.

The altar had no top, a thick mist to block the sunlight, and four doors were open on all four walls, but there were no door panels at all, just countless demons carved on the walls.

The altar is very huge, divided into six levels, each level has a staircase, this is sixty-six steps, and behind the top platform altar, there is a statue of a god, which is not a demon, but a goddess.

The goddess is made of marble stone, her skin is white and smooth, almost glowing slightly, but her eyes are made of black stones, as dazzling as the stars, and the purity reveals the temptation of darkness, and the darkness is extremely pure.

On the altar at the feet of the goddess, the bodies of several girls fell on the side of the altar, and the center of the altar was full of blood, but in the blood light, a water mirror was released, which was all the things that Fang Xin was passing through.

"Just a funny guy! The tactics are good, if you annihilate my 500 troops at once, you can eat another 300 troops, so basically, our army has already lost three-fifths. Count Bremen admired it and commented, "However, if this continues, it should also be the result, the nobles will not allow you to continue to expand your power, I really know them too well." ”

The voice of speech echoed in the hall, and the altar itself was a huge magic array, and the dark power was constantly being drawn from the void and flowing to every location in the castle.

Near the altar, it seems that there is another space, the door that does not block everything in the slightest, this is the power of the dark ritual, through the living sacrifice, to gain great power.

The blood light converged, and the water mirror disappeared, indicating that the power of this living sacrifice had been consumed, and the Earl of Bremen waited, and saw the boiling blood on the altar, the total amount slowly becoming lighter, but floating with an attractive fragrance.

The Earl picked up the golden cup, just a movement, the remaining blood was like a small stream of water, straight into the golden cup, only half a cup, a deep sip, the earl was intoxicated, and when he took a sip, it was a long taste: "It really deserves to be purified blood, without any human smell, just like the best perfect virgin, and even beyond, if what I obtained back then, is this kind of dark blood, how good it would be!" ”

As he spoke, he tasted it again, but, suddenly, the altar shook, and a powerful force went straight through, and in an instant, the bodies of the four girls stood up violently, hugged the earl frantically, and hissed desperately.

Almost at the same time, the magic circle on the altar changed, and countless strong and clear wails reached the heart of Count Bremen—a chill from the world of death, with a cry that froze life.

The power of the Count of Bremen clearly felt that this wailing came from the center of the altar, which led to the real world of darkness and death, and this magic circle of the altar, activated by some mysterious power, had slowly and irresistibly operated.

Suddenly, a dark force pulled Count Bremen, and suddenly, the count felt a darkness around him, and at this moment, the count did feel fear, and because of its strength, it knew more and more that if it sank, it would suffer a terrible and terrible fate.

But then, a force grabbed it, and two dark forces clashed in the air.

After a few moments, the situation stabilized, and in the Count's consciousness, like the dividing line between the sea and the sky, there was also a clearly visible boundary below, it was a dark and deep abyss, and the Count could feel countless wails from it, and even a struggling arm—this was the source of its immortality and strength, as well as the source of fear and nightmares.

The Count held his breath, and before the darkness where he could not see his fingers, he could not feel his own presence, not even his soul, and it roared angrily, and opened its mouth, as if shouting, as if roaring, as if whispering, but no sound came out.

This terrifying silence only lasted for a moment, and then, the huge power boiled up, releasing his own power, and he felt his consciousness being pulled again, and countless fragments appeared in his heart.

A few people flashed in an instant, a few scenes flashed quickly, and finally, the flames that rushed into the sky, and the process of falling into the abyss—the feeling was only for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, everything suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the count roared, his consciousness returned to the altar, and the four corpses were still biting desperately, sucking his blood.

After drinking the earl's blood, at a speed visible to the naked eye, the original shriveled bodies of the four girls immediately recovered, and it seemed that they had become beautiful and youthful.

Count Bremen sneered, and a powerful force violently shook the bodies of the four maidens away, and fell into the air, and four dark flames had fallen on their bodies, and suddenly, they burned, and they rolled on the ground, wailing, struggling, and emitting a stench, but within a minute, they died in the flames.

The statue of the goddess swayed, and almost at the same time, the sound of a crack sounded, it was the altar and the statue of the goddess, and the crack emitted at the same time, in this empty hall, was clearly audible.

Count Bremen stared at the rift, the altar was the source of its dark lord's power, and the goddess was the basis for its independence and freedom, just now, it was also the power of the goddess that saved it from the entrance of the dark abyss, and now, both of them have cracked.

Is it the dark world that is no longer willing to wait?

"Cortad!" Count Bremen whispered.

"My lord, I am!" Still in the thick fog, there was a footstep in the corridor, and every time this footstep was light, the rhythm was a little bit good, and a dark knight appeared in the hall, he didn't look at the altar, he didn't look at the goddess, he just looked at the Count of Bremen.

At this time, the black battle robes had been taken off, the dark armor was directly displayed, the long sword was on his body, and the leader of the Dark Knights, Emmanuel, lowered his head slightly, waiting for the lord's order.

For a moment he didn't speak, and Emmanuel didn't move in the slightest, just waited quietly.

Finally, Count Bremen spoke: "You are the most powerful existence besides me, you should feel it, my control over the dark legion is decreasing day by day, although there is a goddess suppression, but the dark power still bypasses me and infiltrates the legion." ”

"My lord, I will always be your knight, this is the oath I made two hundred and eighty years ago, and it is my oath today, I will swing my sword and slash all your enemies!" Cortad spoke low and steady, his tone unwavering.

"Very well, just now when the abyss tried to pull the fall, the goddess saved me, when the dark power is connected to me, I can also use this incomparably huge power, to use it for a short time, I foresaw red, that is the color of fire, and it is also the color of the abyss." Count Bremen's eyes flashed, his voice was low, and he seemed to just mutter: "In the near future, the dark legion will in turn become my enemy, now, I order you, command the dark legion, in the future, kill the criminals, and destroy the legion at the same time, there is no need to cover up, the dark counterattack will come immediately - you have to kill that person!" ”

Speaking of that man, the count's mouth spat out a kind of contempt and hatred.

Cortad did not ask who the man was, but said in a low voice, "My lord, rest assured, I will kill them all with the sword in my hand." ”

As he spoke, he bowed and retreated, and the sound of his footsteps entered the thick fog where he could not see his fingers.