As soon as the blood stained the bronze mask, it immediately seeped into the mask.

There was a sudden burst of pale cyan light from the mask, as if he had been satisfied, and the man's pale face gradually turned red, and a sigh of satisfaction came from his throat.

"I ...... Finally able to ......"

The man's words stopped suddenly, his eyes fell on Zhen Zhen's body, and he grabbed Zhen Zhen and walked outside the imperial city.

And the High Priest who restored flesh and blood went with them.

They passed by the resurrected crowd, and Lin Guihao wanted to step forward to retrieve the Zhenzhen, but was lightly waved by the bronze masked man and fell to the ground again.

Liu Yun and Bi Li are too busy to take care of themselves, and they can't control the truth.

The two could only watch as Except for Zhen being dragged out of the imperial city by the man.

Except for Zhen, he wanted to struggle, but found that he didn't know what the man had done, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only be helplessly dragged out of the imperial city by the man.

Crossing the empty square outside the imperial city, he walked straight up to the altar.

The man threw him to the ground, and vines came out of the ground, bound her limbs, and bound her firmly above the altar.

In addition to the real afterglow, he also caught a glimpse of a hole in this altar, but the difference was that this hole was filled, and inside was the brass mirror that he had put in before.

The pattern on it is exactly the same as his own side, which is different from the one on the man's waist.

In the blink of an eye, the man was dressed in the clothes of the Punisher, the same black and gold thread, but more ornate than the previous clothes, and perfectly coincided with the clothes on the fresco.

He stood in front of the altar with his hands outstretched, and chanted aloud: "The blood of Elir will restore my glorious kingdom......"

As the chanting became higher and higher, he felt that the rattle in his arms became hot, and at the same time, the brass mirror on the ground began to heat up, turn red, and tremble slightly.

At that moment, except for the fact that everything in front of her was blurred, and after a foggy darkness, she saw herself, or rather what had happened after the death of the Holy Maiden.

She was like a ghost, suspended in the air.

She watched as the priestess and the man worked together to stab her to death, pushing her into a coffin full of worms.

They closed the coffin, nailed it, as if it were not safe, and drew a charm on the coffin, sealing her body in the coffin completely.

The coffin was raised by chains and erected on a huge stone pillar, and from the cracks in the coffin, blood gradually dripped down.

Directly below the coffin was an ordinary terracotta pot, the familiar shape of which was exactly the same as that that had been dug out earlier on the edge of the stone pillar.

The blood dripped on the crockpot and was quickly absorbed by the crockpot.

And underneath the crockpot was a formation glowing with a glowing green light, and this crockpot was in the center of that formation.

"The Gu God will be resurrected soon, and our efforts have not been in vain." Except for the fact that he saw the priestess in the memory of the saint, she raised a bright smile and looked at the man beside her.

The man also hooked the corners of his lips, and if you look closely, you will find that the man's smile does not reach the bottom of his eyes.

And the priestess who was in the fantasy of happiness didn't notice this, she just looked excitedly at the broken clay pot that carried the Gu god.

Unbeknownst to her, behind her, the man raised his dagger and stabbed her in the chest.

The dagger, which had just killed the Holy Maiden, this time turned towards the priestess and pierced her heart.

Blood gushed out and splashed on the man's face, reflecting the man's cold and waveless eyes.

The priestess turned to look at the man behind her in disbelief, "You promised me...... You said that you would work with me to protect the entire Gu Village...... Why...... Want to betray me? Why! ”

There was a flash of guilt in the man's eyes, and he said softly, "I'm sorry." ”

However, the priestess couldn't listen to the man, she only knew that the man had betrayed her, and this "I'm sorry" was just an admission of his betrayal.

A flame of anger burned in the priestess's heart, and she stared at the man in front of her, cursing viciously with her mouth open.

"I sacrifice my life, and curse you to fall into hell forever, and you will not be able to live or die!"

With the priestess's frantic roar, the broken crockpot behind her flickered slightly, and she completely lost her life.

The saint died, and the blood was shed and dripped on the crockpot, but the Gu God was not resurrected, which confirmed the curse of the priestess.

The man was unwilling to recast the spell and wanted to make the formation work again, but in the end it was unsuccessful.

He only gained a part of his divine powers.

No wonder, no wonder his strength is so strong, it turns out that he has a part of the divine power in his body, except for the truth.

The fragment of memory is over, and Tsuri finally knows what he wants to do.

He wanted his own blood.

The previous one had failed, and now he wanted to complete the ritual again and resurrect the Gu God with his own blood once again.

It's really a good calculation.

The vines in her hand were exerted, except for Zhenzhen's wrist, which had begun to be congested, she frowned painfully, and seemed to hear Lin Guihao's voice in a trance.

She thought it was a delusion caused by a blur of consciousness, and it wasn't until she heard his voice again that she was sure he was really coming.

Desperately opening her eyes, she saw Lin Guihao and Liu Yun rushing out of the imperial city, and they were standing at the bottom of the altar at the moment.

They were all very embarrassed.

A few minutes ago, Lin Guihao, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly burst out with tremendous power, and countless spells were thrown out, burning all the resurrected people to death.

The movements are rough, and there is no longer the calm and decent that I usually have.

But it was precisely because of his simplicity and rudeness that they were able to break free from the resurrection and escape from the imperial city in such a short time.

But I didn't expect them to be a step slower.

The formation on the altar had been laid out, the man in the bronze mask closed his eyes and chanted a mantra, the formation on the ground emitted a faint green light, and the vines that bound the real were getting tighter and tighter.

Blood dripped down the vines, dripping into the formation, and with each drop, the green light on the formation became stronger.

It's too late!

Although he knew that there was a huge disparity in strength between himself and the other party, and he would fight to the death in this situation, he still ignored it and rushed forward head-on.

The peachwood sword in his hand is added with a charm, and the other hand throws out a bell to trap the man, and the peachwood sword in one hand stabs the man.

The man easily picked up the peachwood sword, clenched his fist in his hand, and Lin Guiyu felt that the air was suffocated for a while, and the next moment he was carried and thrown out.

In addition to Zhen's heart trembled, seeing that the man was about to attack again, at the moment of crisis, in addition to Zhen, he suddenly shouted loudly: "Moon God! ”