Very far away from the continent of Saturn, at the very distant edge of space-time, there is a planet that is earth-red in appearance. Star of Talama.

If people stand here and look at the blue moon, it's too small to be much bigger than a ping-pong ball.

Since the appearance of the ninth star in this time and space, hundreds of thousands of years ago, the ancient god Tarama, who had fled back to his hometown to recuperate, finally began to recover, and it sensed the opportunity to come, and began to send its minions to collect soul energy for itself.

The high priest of the Imiya tribe, Santesia, wearing a rectangular priest crown covered with bright red Burling bird feathers, wearing a wax cotton robe printed with mysterious runes, and holding her black staff about three meters high in her left hand, is standing on the thirty-five-meter-high city wall of the main city of Imia at this time, looking down on the dense Zerg siege troops that are besieging the city below.

On the city wall beside her, countless hunters of the Imian tribe and high-ranking professionals were pulling out their big red bows more than three meters long, shooting bows and arrows with magical effects at the various giant insects that were besieging the city.

Under the city wall, one giant insect after another was hit by magic arrows, some exploded directly, brown and yellow insect blood splashed everywhere, some were directly nailed to the ground, and then began to burn, everywhere red, white, blue, green magic light flickered, but the Zerg behind still continued to rush under the city wall, and it seemed that it would never stop.

Behind the high priest, inside the majestic walls of the main city of Imiya, there were 30,000 five-meter-high, Imiya warrior professionals, all of whom were holding their huge two-handed axe guns, the axe spears were made of magic tungsten steel, and the head of the grinding disc of the axe spear glowed faintly blue, and all the professional warriors were all silent, standing there without moving, as the last line of defense of Imia City.

Behind these warriors were a full 850,000 unarmed Imian women, children, and old people, so the warriors were now all in the intention of dying, and they must not allow the minions of the ancient gods to break through their defenses!

"Oh Samin, Dura Hesa, Slingsa, Sol from Cesar Monma"

A large magic spell sung by nine hundred Ymian dark mages rang out.

On the huge black circle surrounded by these dark mages, with the sound of the incantation, a huge pillar of black light rose and shot straight into the sky.

Then above the head of the huge Zerg siege force, a trace of dark clouds from all directions gathered together, gradually forming a thick black cloud, in the center of the black cloud, a fiery red dot began to appear, as if a flame began to burn, and then countless black pillars of light shot from the black cloud to the ground, covering the area of the Zerg.

Suddenly, in the red center of the black clouds, there was a loud muffled thunder, accompanied by thunder, this black cloud as a whole emitted a fiery red light, making the original black clouds suddenly turn fiery red, and countless red energy hit the ground along the black pillar of light, with a loud bang, all the materials on the ground, giant insects, rocks, and trees were all turned into ashes!

As the spell was completed, two-thirds of the nine hundred dark mages all fell to the ground with no more physical strength. The Imian people who were watching from the side hurriedly ran up and sent the fainted magicians to their residences to rest.

Just when everyone wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, a buzzing roar suddenly sounded from the underground pit far away, and then from under the pit, batches of winged insects flew out, these insects were not much smaller than the ten-meter giant insects that walked just now, all of them had four-winged wings several meters long.

There were more and more flying insects, and gradually the sky covered with deep pits, and it didn't take long for them to take off en masse, flying overwhelmingly.

By the time they flew halfway, there were already more than hundreds of thousands, and when they saw this, the black and red face of the high priest Santesia turned even more black, as if Santesia had made up his mind in his heart, stretched out his left hand holding the staff, opened his index finger, opened his mouth and blew out a breath, and his index finger silently cut itself off, floating in the air, but there was no blood flowing out.

Santesia quickly wrote five runes in her right hand, and then shouted loudly.

"Great signatory, accept my offering and come to me to enjoy your feast!"

As he spoke, a thunderous voice responded.

"I'm ~ here!"

As soon as the words fell, a huge palm tore open the sky, and then an inexplicable creature with three huge heads revealed its upper body from the torn crack, and saw it use one of the three heads to glance at Santesia and said.

"As you wish."

After speaking, the other head looked at the huge swarm of flying insects, opened its mouth, sucked hard, and then the wind was fierce, and the wind pushed all the flying insects towards its mouth, and after almost all the flying insects were sucked into its mouth, it seemed that its strength was exhausted, and it swallowed the contents of its mouth, and with a wave of its big hand, the remaining flying insects turned into light smoke, and then said the last words.

"It tasted so good! It's just a bit much. ”

After a full hiccups, the being casually pulled the crack in the air and disappeared into the void.

It's finally time to catch your breath! Santesia glanced at it, and began to walk from the left index finger of the newborn to the bottom of the city walls.

At this time, there was no Zerg coming out of the deep pit in the distance, it seemed that this Zerg clan had used up its strength, and the surrounding soil began to fill the pit automatically for some unknown reason, and finally became the same as the surrounding ground.

The warriors within the walls began to disperse, and calm returned to the main city of Imia. As soon as Santesia stepped down the wall, a high-ranking Imian hunter ran up to him, and reported it.

"I just got the news that one of our villages in the west was destroyed by the two-headed ogre clan who took refuge in the ancient gods last night, and none of the 3,000 people in it survived. In addition, the passage between us and the Gaoshan Clan has also been cut off, and the Gaoshan Clan has sent a magic message, so please make a decision as soon as possible. ”

As the only thirteenth-order professional, the Dark Grand Karcist is undoubtedly the backbone of several humanoids around her, but not to mention the ancient gods, even the many minions and races that rely on the ancient gods are not a thirteenth-order professional, and she can deal with it alone, she must seek external help.

So, she made up her mind to go to her residence, since she had already paid the price, then she should pay more, and she must protect her own race. The Old Gods are only reviving now, and if they regain their former power, they will take over the entire continent and destroy all races that are unwilling to cling to it.

When she arrived at her residence, she walked into the room with the secret altar in the back, and after arranging all the magic items she needed, she went to the altar engraved with the mysterious six-pointed star rune, cut off her entire right hand with a spell, and placed it on the altar to begin the sacrifice ceremony.

When she finished chanting the incantation, she cried out loud.

"Whether it's gods, demon gods, or all the supreme beings, if you want my sacrifice, please come forward and negotiate!"