"Are you crazy to collude with demons to ambush me?" The Patriarch shouted to the people on the other side of the stone wall as he struggled to break free from the energy in a purple-black aura.

At this time, the deacons, like everyone else, were bound by purple-black energy, and their rank was lower than that of the patriarch, so they could not open their mouths to speak at all.

"Poof...... In the magic array, a corpse finally couldn't stand the infusion of energy and exploded, and the patriarch saw clearly on the edge of the boat that this corpse was not like an ordinary corpse explosion, which exploded into pieces of flesh and blood, but directly decomposed into blood and water, and sprayed in the magic array.

The Patriarch's pupils contracted for a while, and when he saw this, he understood what this magic array was used for.

This is a summoning array, he has some heart palpitations, whether he can escape this time is unknown, the space has long been locked, and now he has been deprived of even the ability to use the dimensional gate, let alone remote space teleportation.

"You madmen!! are you going to summon the Demon Lord to descend on the Lord's Material Plane? You have violated the divine pact signed by Tajuus in the Pantheon, and your soul will be made into a candle and burn in the heart of fury for thousands of years!"

The deacon heard the patriarch's shouting, and he tried to argue that he had not colluded with the devil, but he could not speak, and his face was red, partly because of anger or because he was slandered.

"Poof...... Poof......" The corpses exploded one after another, and the blood on the ground began to boil.

If the people in the magic circle had been to the volcanic island at this time, and had a chance to escape back. Then this scene must be somewhat déjà vu now.

That's right, it's clearly a sacrifice.

In the magic circle. In the arms of the corpse that was the center, the light from the wooden statue grew louder and louder.

The situation is getting more and more critical. Seeing that it was impossible to break free from the shackles of the magic array with his own strength alone, the patriarch began to spontaneously combust his divine power, and his body began to appear with golden light, like a circle of light, wanting to isolate the energy in the magic array.

When the golden light lit up, the purple-black energy around him also rose sharply, as if it wanted to wrap this golden light cocoon.

This gave the patriarch the feeling that his body was stuck in a swamp, and the more he struggled, the deeper he sank, and the greater the restraint.

Looking at self-burning divine power can't solve a qiē problem.

At this time. On the periphery, a soldier couldn't hold on, his flushed face looked particularly hideous, and with a "......boom", his body couldn't stand the infusion of energy, and was directly burst.

This was just the beginning, there were a lot of soldiers shrouded in the aperture, and many soldiers saw their companions suddenly explode into powder, and the power of this explosion was firmly controlled by the magic array. The shattered corpse fragments that exploded had no effect on others.

The eyes of the deacon not far away were also constricted, and the living people couldn't hold it and wanted to explode, if they didn't find a way to escape, they would probably not be able to walk.

He was restrained as he turned to flee the aperture. Now half of the body was facing a group of soldiers, the same soldiers who were ready to go up at any time to support the second gap, and the gap was small. It is impossible to go up one or two hundred people at once.

If the deacon was facing the sea at this time and saw the luxurious merchant ship. Maybe this sense of urgency in his heart will be a little stricter, because he is on the boat. The Patriarch has been imprisoned by energy once again.

This is the patriarch's heart is really panicked, as a high-level priest, he has never encountered such a situation as now, if it is an ordinary sacrificial array, his own ability is enough to break free from the shackles of energy.

If she can't break free, then with Ambori's divine power support, she will definitely be able to get out of the sacrificial magic array, because Ambori is a medium divine power, but the godhead power is already very close to a powerful divine power, and in the bottomless abyss, there are not many demon lords who can compete with her divine power.

But now the situation is very wrong, the spontaneous combustion divine power has been imprisoned again, so who is the object of this sacrifice?

Is it the Edark Lord: Grazt, the two-headed gorilla: Demogogan, or the Demon Monarch of the undead: Orcas?

The Patriarch was terrified.

The corpse of the "Boom ......" center also exploded, and in the bursting blood foam, a head-sized ball of light appeared, and rose upward.

The Patriarch's mind was not imprisoned, he knew that this was a little consciousness of the object of sacrifice, and at this time, if the demon lord in the bottomless abyss was allowed to get in touch with this consciousness, then the cross-dimensional coordinates would be obtained by the demon lord.

After mastering this coordinate, under the rules of sacrifice, a portal across the plane can be formed, and the demon lord can travel through time and space to the main material plane at any time.

Of course, this can't be a real person, but even if it were a projection, it would be a complete disaster for the creatures of the city.

And all the clergy with divine powers, whether they are the Lord of the Storm or the Goddess of the Sea, or those who blow the wooden whistle and run away, are the first people the Demon Lord will deal with.

Thinking of this, the patriarch was ruthless again, and the soul first communicated with the necklace hanging on his chest, and a burst of golden divine light exploded, and he exploded his divine power.

At this moment, the divine power that was originally surrounded by the purple-black light around the patriarch also suddenly rose, directly bursting with the purple-black energy that was tightly wrapped around him.

The Patriarch, who had regained his ability to move from the "Higher Disarming Magic", did not immediately run away, but directed a divine spell at the rising ball of light.

But before the magic reached the ball of light, the purple-black energy in the magic array began to attach to this magic and continued to disintegrate the power of the magic technique.

Seeing that there was nothing to be done, the patriarch immediately changed his plan of action, and he was a "high-level disarming magic" in the melee combat that had been following him, wanting to help him remove the control of the sacrificial magic array.

It's a pity that as soon as the magic leaves his body, it will be wrapped in the energy in the magic array, and then disintegrate, the patriarch frowned, thinking to himself, who is this object to be sacrificed?

He couldn't destroy the magic array, he couldn't save his companions, and the patriarch had nothing to do at this time, he forced himself to calm down, communicate the coordinates that had been set a long time ago, and wanted to use the "Advanced Otherworldly Teleportation" to accurately locate the coordinates he had set at that time, and wanted to run.

The coordinates were communicated, and the magic was also cast, but the patriarch did not teleport away, still staying on the luxurious merchant ship, still under the shroud of the sacrificial magic array.

This...... Is death inevitable?

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Momoda...... (To be continued......)