"Die!"

The Blood Bear threw a skeletal crocodile to the ground and dragged the crocodile's tail towards the huge valley.

In the middle of the valley a river meanders.

Countless bones floated in the river, and the river water had turned to ash under the reflection of the soul fire.

The Blood Bear flung the skeletal crocodile into the river and became part of the river.

And in the center of the river, layer after layer of white bones formed a huge altar tens of meters high.

In front of the altar, the number of steps as high as ninety-nine was like a white ladder, leading directly to the divine realm.

Around the perimeter of the altar, the lines weave through and build, and finally turn into a blazing soul flame at the very top.

From a distance, a solemn atmosphere permeated.

Beneath the altar, cultist after cultist quickly perfected the sacrificial ritual.

Each of them had a frenzy and excitement in their eyes!

The consciousness of each of them has been distorted in the faith.

Each of them can give their lives for the gods!

This point is almost the second most important criterion for distinguishing evil gods from righteous gods.

In the midst of his busyness, Ebony Li held a mirror in both hands, and looked respectfully at the old man's figure in the mirror, his eyes full of excitement.

After reporting the situation, Ebony lowered his head, and the figure of the old man in the mirror stroked the head of a red-eyed crow next to him.

The crow's red eyes flickered, and an old voice rang out.

"Is there anything else?"

Hearing the voice, Ebony immediately recalled the incident of encountering the paladin and the paladin's rescue.

Thinking that the paladin was rescued, Wu Muli's eyes did not change in the slightest, and he directly shook his head, indicating that he had not.

The old man figure in the mirror frowned slightly, and a sense of uneasiness welled up in his heart.

He's been feeling like he's been on a whim lately.

After investigation, it was discovered that this feeling did not originate from himself, but was transmitted from the gods.

The gods are restless!

What disturbs the gods? What disturbs the gods?

A string tightened in his heart, and after investigating the church and finding no serious problems, he understood.

It may be a crisis at the level of the gods, and the only way he can think of is to keep urging Ebony to carry out sacrifices.

No matter what the crisis is, the strength improvement can always be better faced!

Speed up the sacrificial ritual!

Gather the most powerful power with the grandest sacrifices, and at the same time win the favor of the gods.

Thinking of this, the pale figure's eyes dodged slightly.

This is also the best opportunity to receive the blessings of the gods!

The pale figure was about to call Ebony to raise his head, and the moment the two looked at each other, Ebony Li's eyes gradually dimmed, as if they had lost all vitality, and only a moment later they lit up again.

But at this moment, his eyes are completely different from before, and he has become tired and old.

But that couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes.

Looking at the altar that was almost formed, looking at the surrounding pattern, looking at the dead air in the environment, he muttered.

"The ancient books are right, this ancient battlefield is indeed a loophole in the trial space.

You can use the ancient battlefield to bypass the rules of the trial space, and then enter the trial space again.

I'm really in! ”

Ebony is strong, no, a pale figure to be exact.

He said excitedly, looking at the tall altar in front of him, but his eyes seemed to reflect a huge statue of a god in the blood.

He is about to preside over the greatest sacrifice of all time!

He will win the favor of the gods and enter that great realm in one fell swoop!

The gods will come at last!

The old man's figure was full of excitement, and the uneasiness from his sixth sense was overshadowed by this excitement.

Here, there are no annoying churches, no dog-like courts.

Although only consciousness enters, if you die, you are really dead.

But he was very confident.

Here, no surprises are likely for him.

Although he is only conscious, he is also an invincible being for others.

To be killed is to die.

But as long as you don't get killed, you won't die!

"This, this. How is this possible? How did this filthy stuff get here? ”

In a corner outside the valley, a fat man with ten rings in his hands stared wide-eyed at the river and the massive altar.

"The top-notch sacrificial circle, if there is a legendary organization, it is said that it can welcome the incarnation of gods to the mortal world or accept artifacts."

The fat man looked at the altar and the pattern to recognize it little by little, and finally his eyes widened completely, and his heart fluttered.

I watched it seriously for a while, and only after half a sound did I breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay, the material specifications are not enough, the terrain specifications are not enough, the sacrifice specifications are not enough, the ceremony specifications are not enough, and the host specifications are not enough.

It's a super simplified version, but it can still set up an altar of this level in a place like the ancient battlefield and hunt so many master undead

People must have come in among the trialists, and they must only be elite-level.

Cultist Tianjiao? ”

"No, no, no, it can't be, I've never heard of a cult that has cultivated a top genius, they don't have this ability.

Top geniuses will not enter the cult, and even if the top genius gains master-level combat power at the elite level, and then breaks through the master level, he will not kill the master like slaughtering a dog.

That's going to be the Heavenly Pride, and here."

The fat man glanced at the bones of the master-level undead everywhere, and thought of a possibility, and his scalp suddenly went numb.

"The gods watch. The ritual of the evil gods, with the presence of the gods watching, is over.

The specifications of the ceremony are second only to the gods and goddesses presiding over the ceremony, I gan!

An elite-level trial actually attracted a ritual of this level, and it also bypassed the trial mechanism to attract evil gods.

As for it?

This ancient battlefield, is it?"

I don't know what to think, the fat man didn't dare to hesitate at all, and his fat body ran directly towards the entrance.

He had a thought right now.

Run!

Run out of the Ancient Battlefield and exit the trial immediately!

No matter what the purpose of this group of cultists is, no matter what the final result is, it will definitely cause great changes!

Run!

The fat man only hated that his parents had only given him two legs, and the ominous premonition in his heart was getting stronger and stronger

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth darkened, and a terrifying aura spread from the altar.

The aura of the ritual spread with an unstoppable momentum, and sensing this momentum, the fat man's face was suddenly full of bitterness.

The sacrificial ceremony has begun!

The essence of the mountain of master undead piled up under the altar was drained in an instant, and the terrifying power rose up the altar one by one.

The cultist stood on the altar, dancing feverishly and chaotically, and the evil and disorderly whispers resounded between heaven and earth, and the fat man's eyes showed a trace of confusion, and he subconsciously took a step forward, and the wrench in his hand was instantly hot before he woke up.

The fat man's face was unprecedentedly ugly.

"Evil God, this is a legendary-level sacrificer!"

The fat man watched as the power rose step by step, and finally soared into the sky!

(End of chapter)