I, the Demon King, Sign in the Abyss for a Hundred Years

But generally speaking, those who enjoy blood sacrifices are generally dominated by the incompetent evil gods, and they often deceive his believers who believe in using this method to forcefully descend on the plane where the opponent is.

This method is so vicious that even demons rarely use this vicious method.

Although the demons like chaos and war, enjoy the joy brought by blood.

However, although this method will give you powerful power in a short time, it will pollute the godhead and real name of the descendant, and permanently damage your strength.

And if you want to surrender in this way, a large number of devout believers must give up their souls.

But the grievance provided by a devout believer is so easy to get rid of, after being forced to become a tribute to the blood sacrifice.

How pious he was during his lifetime, he was betrayed after his death, and his resentment towards the gods became deeper.

If the power of resentment accumulates enough, then this resentment power can even rush to the kingdom of God, backlash the gods, and let them fall.

Now that the **** of forging and trade did such a thing, Wu Ming said that he was really crazy.

As a true **** in the orc world, even if it is only a weak god, he still has a true godhead and priesthood!

Normally such gods would not do this even if they fell. After all, there is actually a chance of resurrection after the fall, but if a blood sacrifice is used, it will be a dead end.

Thinking about it this way, as the **** of forging and trade, she may have other unknown retreats...

....

Just when Wu Ming rushed to the temple of the **** of forging and trade.

The temple has become a look even more terrifying than the endless abyss.

A divine envoy of the **** of forging and trade was pulling a female orc by the hair and throwing her into the middle of a magic circle exuding a weird aura.

"No! My child is still waiting for me at home, please, let me go."

The female orc knelt to the ground, howling and crying, hoping that the other party would find it conscientiously after hearing it.

God caused a trace of hesitation on the blood-stained face, and the dagger in his hand was also a little unstable.

He thought of his wife at home, of his children who were waiting to be fed at home. He didn't know how they were now...

"..."

With a slash, the female orc's neck was cut by the divine envoy, and blood gushed out.

Covering her neck, she looked at the divine envoy in front of her in disbelief, the "good man" who had explained to them the doctrine of the **** of forging and trade every day.

The good man who had been selflessly helping others countless times has disappeared and has become a **** executioner.

At this moment, he was crying helplessly, covering his face, wondering why the **** he believed in would do such a thing.

God, shouldn't he love the world?

After the female orc died, her body quickly turned into a pool of blood, and her soul also emerged from the magic circle. Her soul was full of words that could not believe it. When she tried to escape from the magic circle, she was caught. An invisible force stays in place.

"Curse you, I curse you!"

The appearance of the female orc's soul became very fast, gradually changing from an ordinary soul to a terrifying thing, becoming distorted, and the whole process was extremely painful.

Then her soul was absorbed by a female orc sitting on her knees in the middle of the circle. It seemed that this was the body chosen by the **** of forging and trade, and was ready to be used for the surrender of the gods.

And every time she absorbs such a painful soul, the golden light on the female orc becomes weaker, and at the same time, the light she emits is gradually changing from dazzling gold to jet black.

Upon seeing this scene, the envoy wiped away his tears and continued to draw another believer from the nearby crowd detained by guards.

"God fell for our sake, and all this is not God's fault."

Once again, he pierced the believer's throat with a knife, watching the other party's soul being absorbed, the **** envoy's face became expressionless.

"It's all..."

"It's all the devil's fault!"

........

On the way to the temple, Wu Ming found that more and more souls in the city were drifting towards the church.

"Damn it! Did the other party gather all the believers and kill them!"

At this time, the smell of blood revealed in the church was getting stronger and stronger, and the slaughtered souls had even been so dense that the top of the church became pitch black.

When approaching the front of the church, several temple warriors tried to stop Wu Ming.

With a sword swung away, these temple warriors died on the spot, and the dead could no longer die.

Wu Ming kicked open the door and broke in.

At this moment, the sight in front of him surprised even Wu Ming, who was a high-level demon.

On the square behind the gate of the temple.

Tens of thousands of believers were being driven by the guards, preparing to be sent into the circle one by one to be slaughtered. When they saw Wu Ming breaking in, they immediately accelerated the speed of the slaughter.

"Think beautiful, stormy!"

Countless dazzling sword qi directly killed the believers and guards.

No way, every time the opponent slaughtered a believer, the stronger the power of the **** of forging and trade after the advent.

But there were too many people in front of him, and Wu Ming quickly changed his attacking method.

He fiercely inserted the magic sword into the magic circle on the ground, preparing to destroy the opponent's process of surrendering.

But it was too late.

The true body of the **** of forging and trade has absorbed enough souls of believers.

I saw the female orc sitting on the ground raising her head, revealing a beautiful face, and grinning gloomily at Wu Ming.

"Devil, we meet again!"

Then, many magic weapons and weapons were dropped from her heavenly kingdom, and they appeared in her hands one by one.

In the next moment, she was holding a mountain axe in her left hand and a spear in her right hand and rushed towards Wu Ming.

"when!"

Wu Ming split the spear with the magic sword, and then knocked down the mountain axe in the opponent's hand.

It seems that Wu Ming still has a big advantage in combat.