In the deepest part of the cave, the huge brazier in front of the statue still exudes a raging heat and light, and the fire is still dim here, only illuminating a limited number of places, completely surrounded by darkness, and unable to dispel the low temperature and humidity brought by the geographical environment.

Hmm~~~~Ah ♂~~~~~ ♀ uh-huh~~~~~~~♂~~~

The shallow moans filled with erosive breath are like the cat's meow of the spring, one after another, like a curling magic sound, but there is a lack of vitality in it, like a meaningless mechanical reaction in a state of lost soul, no obvious emotional fluctuations, but like those animals ♂ that have no intelligence and only know how to follow primitive desires.

However, with the girl's soft, delicate and melodious voice like a yellow warbler, she was still able to rub the tip of her heart, like the murmur of an extraterritorial demon, luring mortals to the abyss of debauchery.

Pink red, ambiguous and depraved smoke wafted through this deep soul-devouring space, dim yellow but bright here The flames illuminated these even more confusingly, but the statue of the ram head god with an evil aura revealed a demonized majesty in such an environment.

But beneath this evil majesty, the cloudy unknown gas with a viscous texture was now completely driven by a mysterious force to disperse, revealing what was hidden beneath - a ground covered in blood.

Several naked women who had just died, lying to the ground without looking at them, fell to the outer edge of this array, all of them were brutally shaved open, and their warm internal organs still exuded a faint white mist, but their skin and flesh had become pale because of the extraction of blood.

Driven by an unknown evil force, the area was completely covered in sticky, steaming blood, and strangely confined to the motifs of characters of unknown significance.

And each of these distorted character patterns will bring people an extreme sense of disgust, as if the soul and life have been drawn into it, a kind of blasphemy of the living beings, the persecution of life and oppression through the earth, there is a faint ghost wail, and the phantom sound of the evil god's cruel laughter spreads everywhere.

And from a long distance above, these seemingly headache-inducing, seemingly chaotically arranged countless character patterns, are exquisite, combined into a strange area of a huge circular pattern, exuding a kind of blood and cruelty, but also with a strong ominous atmosphere.

And just before this evil formation, a mysterious person in a black robe was reflected in the dim firelight, and a vague black shadow with no contour was projected on the ground.

A pale blue-gray arm stretched out its black robe, waved it in the air a few times, dragging the mist and the blood on the ground, entangled and condensed in the air, like a ball of sludge, and then suddenly exploded after a burst of agitation and twisting, turning into a dynamic picture constructed of blood and mist with an evil aura.

But the next moment this picture was formed, a disdainful scolding sounded faintly.

"Hua Alde, you are really a waste~ A reckless man whose brain was replaced by muscles and muscles, he couldn't do this thing well, and he was defeated and defeated by the enemy~~"

There was a thick disdain in Mori's cold and dry tone.

On this dark and evil spell fluctuation maintained by the picture, Huaald is shown to be in a state of embarrassment, scraping and smashing into each other.

"Humph!! It's really ugly, like a kind of dog that has run away, if it weren't for the need for a meat shield, how would he find him? ”

The black-robed man was thinking about Hua Ald's hatefulness while speaking, and the desolate silver ♂ was lustful to the extreme, not to mention, how much sacrifice and spell casting materials were eaten after the waste was eaten!!

Other than that, there is no respect for him as a fellow child of darkness, and he has always been rude and barbaric with obvious contempt.

"This damn muscle crumb, I really thought I was more N**B!! Well deserved now! At this point, the words of the black-robed man suddenly changed, and a smell of mortal hanging ♂ silk came out, turning the oppressive and terrifying aura just now directly into nondescript.

And he muttered to himself as if he was complaining, completely destroying the black-robed man's lonely feeling of being cold and silent at first.

"How else to say that these martial artists are garbage, that stupid wolf is like this, and so is this Huaald, and he is only worthy of being used as cannon fodder, where can he compare to the calmness and elegance of the caster~"

As he said this, the black-robed mystery man shook his head, like most spellcasters, expressing his contempt for the warrior profession, well, with a tendency to follow the crowd......

But beyond that, there was a certain resentment in his words, and the figure of a werewolf flashed in his mind, and disbelief and resentment followed.

However, he forcibly dispelled this feeling, and in an instant the nature of his tone changed back to his previous tone of indifference to life, and got rid of the nagging complaint that had just been talking to himself.

"Tsk-forget it, save this waste~ But I saved a dog, presumably after this time, this bastard also knows how powerful Lao Tzu is, so be respectful~"

With a sense of charity, he tilted his head slightly arrogantly, one hand continued to maintain the blood mirror in front of him, while the other hand began to move, looking strange and awkward knotting technique, in an instant, he changed several finger shapes beyond ordinary imagination.

And at the same time, the blue-white jaw was exposed to the dim light, and there was a kind of suppressed dark blue lips that opened and closed rapidly, revealing a burst of bent teeth, awkward and strange tones, fast and steady, without the slightest unnaturalness.

"O Jaraka, Maskruzekhan, ...... of the Pharos" (Manifest your majesty and terrifying majesty, great ominous lord, and ask thee of the lowly people...... ）

………………

The long process, or sharp or weird tone, is even more depressing and creepy in this already evil and space.

But then the final step that was about to end was even more terrifying and cruel than these, the evil god sacrifice he sang had reached the climax ♂ stage, and the blood-colored array that exuded evil qi began to boil, and the blood all over it, bubbling and exploding, emitted a thick burst of blood smoke, and at the same time, a large amount of black gas gathered from all directions, like a living thing, drilling and rushing, interspersed in it, and in the blink of an eye, this piece of blood smoke became dirty, and a cold and terrifying aura spontaneously appeared.

After that, the black-robed man once again spat out a few heavy, piercing bytes, and with a shalt of them, the filthy mixture seemed to be half-compressed and rolled back, all wrapped between the various graphic characters on the ground.

And at this moment, the speed of the black card is getting faster and faster, more and more high, and at the same time as these actions, he stomped his right foot under the black robe, and a thick wave with a dark aura, like the only ripple on the surface of the water as calm as a mirror, instantly swung around, spreading to all the darkness around.

The gurgling, as if a large amount of fluid flowing, rose in vain, causing the murmuring of the silvery aura that surrounded the surroundings all the time to become more frequent.

Then, a few vague, meaningless, hollow, but melodious murmurs of girlish vitality swiftly approached the filthy and strange circle, and were finally completely exposed to the dim light of the fire.

Sure enough, a few girls who looked obviously fourteen or fifteen, naked, white, were transported to the center of several nodes of the circle in the unknown existence of several streams of liquid tentacles like sludge.

Then he threw them straight there, smashing them into the filthy mixture that was bound by the characters, and then countless filaments that looked disgusting and frightened swished out of the filthy mixture, like nematode-like technology entangled in the bodies of several girls.

The disgusting-looking cloudy threads, bifurcated and misplaced, joined into an irregular viscous web, no matter where the girls were, there was no difference at all, like capillaries.

And this only caused a few girls, without any meaningless whispering, like the babbling sound of a dream, in a trance, you can see that the girls are all empty, without their own will eyes.

It wasn't until the cloudy silk completely covered the bodies of several living maidens, like wriggling creatures, that the black-robed man put an end to his unpleasant sacrifice.

"Hmph~, it's good, just wait for that idiot to escape back here and take the last step to complete my life-plundering sacrifice~", the black-robed man laughed arrogantly with obvious pride.

But he immediately frowned again, looking at the more embarrassed and weakened state of Huaald above the blood mirror, "Hmph——!! It's really enough waste, I can't hold it anymore, I'm so arrogant before, I'm really sorry for my politeness. ”

"Hey~~tsk-forget it, how can it be counted as my strength in the future, help me, maybe at the end of the eclipse moment, I can go back with more gains~~"

His tone had completely taken Warald as his own.

Then, he danced the arm that had controlled the sacrifice before, as if commanding, and waved his fingers in the air, only to see that the sludge on the ground, which had originally transported several young girls, was suddenly pulled and quickly gathered on the ground like a snake to the periphery of the circle, making people look disgusting about a dozen piles.

Then, like a mud fountain gushing, it soared high, layer after layer upwards to nearly two meters, and at that moment, it began to rapidly bulge and deform, like growth, concave and convex emerge, edges and corners are shaped, and after forming on the overall shape, a large number of scales rise up one after another on the surface......

It has a fish-like and frog-like head, sharp and fine teeth, a strange eye the size of a light bulb, but a movable tentacle extending from the jaw, four webbed fingers on both hands and feet, barbed fins like knives, distributed on the limbs and back, sharp nails, dense scales all over the body, and secretes a stinking smooth mucus like a carrion.

These monsters look a bit like the deep divers of the Tsulu mythology, with a kind of coldness and cruelty, but they also take into account the hollow ghost animal feeling of the apostle's madness and ghostly body, and even after it seems to be formed at this time, it has a strange texture of liquid aggregation.

"Cut ——, still can't change that disgusting appearance~ The Tsulu system is really grotesque and powerful, and it seems that only those angels comparable to the ancient gods can make changes to these things, and my understanding of power is still too far behind~"

"But...... Hum hum hum ~, after this world, I will go one step further ~ hahahahaha~", a fanatical aura emanated.

(Well, that sounds like a bit of nonsense, huh?) Hawkers~,Ask for a recommendation vote~~)