The portal of flesh and blood connected the space opened by the sacrificial summoning lock, and the constantly rotating compass strongly maintained this state of collapse, and a powerful sense of oppression was coming from the bottomless inky glow.

Standing at the front, Naxi was squeezed and breathless by this invisible pressure, which was even greater than when he was first imprisoned in the Forbidden Demon Prison. The apprehension in his heart made Naxi completely unnoticed, and he stared at the fluctuating dimensional gate, and his consciousness of wanting to escape became stronger and stronger.

But in front of so many people, he couldn't make that choice. You must know that the position he is in now is the core of the array, and if it weren't for his demon-resistant qualities that transcend ordinary people, the heavy battle mages in this row would not be able to withstand the upcoming magic attack.

Without the protection of those battle mages who stood at the forefront, the rest of them encountered a powerful demon, and there was only one way to die.

Finally, the flesh portal that had been glowing with an inky glow suddenly shook violently, as if a behemoth was about to pass through the narrow door.

"It's coming!" muttered Angelo, who was standing behind the Mage Array, he had waited too long for this moment. As long as he kills the one-eyed demon Tataro, he can awaken the precious daughter whose soul has been controlled.

The vibrations of the portal continued, and they grew stronger. The pressure that permeated the surroundings had made the air so dense that many people were almost out of breath.

The being on the other side broke free from the constraints of dimensional space, and a pale hand reached out from the void and grabbed the edge of the portal made of flesh and blood. The pale hands were the size of a human, but the long brown nails made people feel inexplicably frightened.

Although only a pale hand appeared in front of the people, the existence hidden behind the inky glow struggled. Since the structure of the Abyss of a Thousand Pupils is different from that of the present world, even if the portal of teleportation is opened, the demon will have to overcome the punishment of the realm if it wants to truly come.

The more powerful the demon, the harder it will be to overcome the realm punishment, but as long as he adapts to the new world and slowly regains his terrifying strength, then no one can stop them from destroying it.

In the process of the demon descending, Angelo also seemed extremely nervous. In his opinion, it would not be so difficult for the Cyclops to descend. Among the many legends about him, the one-eyed Tetaro is just an inconspicuous being in the Abyss of a Thousand Eyes. But now the rhythm of his arrival is obviously not in line with the strength he should have.

The uneasiness in Angelo's heart grew bigger and bigger, and he began to slowly devour the confidence that he had already had.

Is that pale hand part of the one-eyed demon Tarot?

The pale hand exerted another force, and the looming body was ready to force its way through the last barrier.

In front of everyone's eyes, a body larger than an ordinary human finally broke free from the portal barrier. The sturdy body rushed out of the dense alien space as if it had just come out of the bath.

It was a strong man with long black hair and a suffocating aura, and he found himself in the present world after reacting from his trance. After glancing around, he let out a heartfelt chilling smile.

"It was a wonderful evening and I am so grateful for being so welcoming to me. ”

Although many people were unclear about the inexplicable words, Angelo and Yekov first felt the unprecedented sense of oppression.

Even the battle-hardened ones had never faced such despair.

"Get out of the way!" Angelo let out a deafening hiss, but it was too late.

"I'm going to give you a greeting gift!"

"Soul Scream!"

The sudden mental attack knocked down all the unsuspecting people in an instant, and Naxi couldn't stand the impact and passed out.

Soul Scream is a magical attack at the soul level, and even if you wear thick magic armor, you can't stop the damage of the abyss spell to the soul. If the target is unable to hold their soul under the ravages of the soul scream, they will die due to the soul being torn apart by magic.

This is an abyss spell with an effect equivalent to the Nine Rings spell, and the rows of heavily armed battle mages do not provide effective protection at all.

Almost instantly, the warriors who were waiting to hunt the demon were almost wiped out. Soulless bodies fell one after another like dominoes, lined up in rows on the empty training ground. They didn't even have a chance to struggle, and the faces of each of the dead were fixed on that puzzled expression,

The breeze blows like the wail of fate on the field, taking those poor souls to an unknown land.

Not all of them died under the spell of the soul scream.

Angelo, Yekov, and a few mercenaries who were far superior to the others were still alive. The clamor of the soul had no effect on Katrina, who was far away, and the devotion on her face was like that of a pilgrim.

But even if they survive the abyssal spell of the soul scream, Angelo and the others are no better than those who fall to the ground. Their souls were battered, and they could no longer even hold the weapons in their hands, and the survivors were faced with an abyssal demon that was unscathed and had no bottom of its strength.

While Angelo was still gasping, a black whirlwind suddenly blew around the man of [***]. The black whirlwind vanished after a few laps under his scum, and a set of black armor with a strange glow had attached itself to his body.

The appearance of black armor has made the manufacturer's aura of murder even heavier.

"You're not the One-Eyed Demon Tataro, who are you?" Angelo endured the sharp pain in his soul and clenched the Black Moon Scythe in his hand with both hands. He found that the person in front of him did not match the image of the legendary one-eyed demon Tatarot, at least he could confirm that the one he summoned was not the one-eyed demon.

"There are still people alive, I thought you were all dead. Titaro? You mean that poor worm who is drawn back every time he comes to the world, Tytaro. Twenty years ago, I sent that stupid guy to clean up the sparkling feces. If you want to see him, I can fulfill you. ”

The mysterious man raised his left hand, and the rope that bound Katrina was silently released.

Joyful, Katrina kneel down in front of the mysterious man after gaining her freedom: "O great God, I am your faithful servant Katrina. ”

The mysterious man raised his hand slightly, and Katrina found herself being helped up by an invisible force.

"I don't like the name True God, as the Ninth Lord of the Abyss of a Thousand Pupils, I want you to call me Your Majesty, Your Majesty Moolis. That's what you people here should call their monarchs, and that's what the locals do. From the mysterious man's tone, it can be seen that he seems to know the world very well.

He turned to Angelo and said, "You summoned me from the abyss?"

As he spoke, Abyss Lord Mooris raised his hand, and several black scattered tentacles appeared under his feet. Almost in the blink of an eye, the black tentacles struck like lightning towards the few people who were still alive except Angelo.

"Yekov!" Angelo couldn't do anything but watch his best friend die as his best friend was pierced through his heart by black tentacles.

Seeing the demon in front of him who claimed to be the Lord of the Abyss, who spoke lightly but took someone's surname at any time, Angelo immediately regretted it.

Because of his stubbornness, he actually summoned an abyss lord from the abyss of a thousand pupils, which would bring destruction to the entire world.

Because in ancient legends, even the gods with great powers were not completely sure to defeat the most powerful abyss. Once the demon in front of him adapts to everything in the world, then the world without the protection of the gods will fall into his hands.

Looking at the training ground strewn with corpses and blood all over the ground, Angelo remembered the moment he opened the door of his home, and his whole body was about to collapse......

Everything he did today was to prevent the tragedy from happening again, but he didn't expect fate to play a bigger joke on him.

ps: I still have time to send the second half of the chapter after getting off work in the early morning in the overtime state.

PS2: Catch up.