The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0247

Hansen had practiced the few ordinary words countless times, but never had any abnormality, but at this moment, they suddenly possessed some kind of magical power. The loudly chanted spells matched the bloody patterns flowing in the altar, and the churning blood mist rolled endlessly, as if an invisible monster was wreaking havoc in it.

The bloody light gate on the top of the altar also reacted, and a fist-sized bloody vortex inside began to slowly rotate counterclockwise, and a suction force suddenly appeared. Hansen reached out and grabbed the stone railing on the edge of the altar behind him, only then did he stop the urge to lean forward. While he was being surprised, he suddenly felt a white light and shadow drifting past him. It was the face of a terrified middle-aged man. Phantom, with a shrill scream, turned and was sucked into the bloody vortex.

Hansen was startled, and when he looked back, he found that all the corpses lying on the altar were shining with white light, and phantoms of human beings with confused faces emerged from the corpses one after another. Before these phantoms figured out what happened What, it has been slowly floating up under the pull of the suction. The human phantoms, both male and female, seemed to realize that they had lost their most precious things at this time, struggling desperately to get rid of this invisible force and return to their bodies where they were born and raised.

It's a pity that although this suction is weak, it has incredible tenacity, pulling hundreds of human souls slowly but firmly to the bloody vortex. A human soul cried out helplessly and stretched out its hands to the body that was gradually moving away. High or low, big or small, cursing, crying, and sobbing merged into a deafening bang, hovering in everyone's mind .

All the guards dropped their swords and pressed their backs against the stone wall of the hall and tightly covered their ears, but their minds were still shaken by this wave of sound with added spiritual power. Many guards couldn't help kneeling on the ground, silently praying to an unknown god, hoping to get rid of this heavy torment as soon as possible.

As each human soul submerges, the bloody vortex spins faster and faster, and it has already spread almost to the size of the light gate. The blood mist also began to gather around the light gate, and soon condensed into numerous blood-colored patterns on the outer edge of the light gate.

When the bloody pattern covered the entire edge of the light gate, the space in the underground hall suddenly trembled, and the blood color of the light gate became more and more vivid, appearing more profound and simple, and a crazy and violent will silently descended through the light gate .

"Are you doing the sacrifice, human?" The will is invisible, but with the help of the abundant blood here, it suddenly turned into a blood giant. The two clusters of purple lights on the head of the blood giant were bright and scorching, staring at His Majesty Hansen who was close at hand.

"Great Messenger of the Abyss, I swear to you in the name of the king of a country. I pray for your coming with my heart, my blood, and my life, and let all the curses fall on me, and let my blood Come and wash away my sins." Hansen, who was in a trance, lost control of his body inexplicably, and could not help but kneel down on one knee, and recited a magic prayer that was obviously wrong.

What was supposed to be an evil ritual of blood sacrifice in exchange for power has now turned into a demonic summoning of self-sacrifice. However, Hansen's mind was restrained, and even if his face was distorted in horror, he couldn't change every word he uttered, let alone the rigor of the spell ritual.

The blood-colored giant's purple light swept across Hansen's body, smelling the sweet king's breath from the smell of blood, and nodded in satisfaction: "As you requested, I am very satisfied with the sacrifice you made, and I will come in person Complete this contract! The abyss is below!"

As soon as the words fell, the bloody contract pattern penetrated the giant and Hansen's bodies, and slowly sank into their bodies. Immediately after the blood giant dissipated, there was a sudden crackling sound from the light gate, and the calm light screen suddenly bulged outwards sharply, as if something was trying to get out of the light gate.

It's a pity that the light gate is too small, and the thing inside is too huge, so after several efforts, it didn't work. This angered the mysterious person inside, suddenly, a pair of ferocious and terrifying Linclaws pierced through the light gate and poked out from the inside, grabbing both ends of the light gate and tearing fiercely.

When the gate of light was stretched as far as possible, an abyssal monster squeezed out of it with great effort.

This is a perfect Balor. The body of the giant Xiongba is 4 meters long, and its weight reaches more than 2,000 kilograms. Its dark red body is covered with fine gray matter scales, and a pair of fleshy wings that are not too wide and full of metal feeling are gathered on the back, and a pair of fleshy wings stick out from behind its tail. It has a long diamond-shaped tail covered with hard bone plates, and four pairs of twisted and thick devil horns on the head are distributed on both sides, adding a bit of ferocity.

Ever since this Balor demon appeared in the field, the smell of sulfur and raging fire surged out from the gate of light. They set fire to the remains on the altar, filling the air with the stench of burning corpses. A more subdued purple flame spewed out from the gaps in the armor of Barlow's body, and the air in the smoked hall became extremely thin, and the temperature rose even more.

It didn't take long for more than 20 guards around the altar to fall to the ground, struggling and writhing in pain on the floor, wanting to open their mouths and howl. Unexpectedly, when he opened his mouth, what was ejected was a reddish purple translucent flame, and then his body was incinerated into ashes in the abyss fire that came out through his body, and they were mixed together, and they could no longer distinguish each other.

Han Sen, who was bound by the power of the spell and knelt on the top of the altar, saw this scene, his eyes were red, and his heart felt like a knife was twisted. However, after the jaw-dropping excitement, only deep sadness remained. At this moment, he still doesn't know that he is being used by others. Under the shackles of spells, the agitated and extremely high-pitched emotions could not be vented, but it made his mind clearer than ever before.

From the initial self-reproach, to the later self-blame and resentment, to the final self-madness, at this moment, I can accidentally find an evil demon sacrificial book in the collection left by Duke Floyd. Book, and found a hidden ancient altar in the hidden underground of the small building in the back garden. All of this was regarded as the guidance of the heavens by myself at the time, but now I just want to understand that I am just a marionette in the hands of others.

Everything has already been arranged, and today is probably the moment when I make the greatest contribution.

"I hate! I hate this ugly world!"

After a few fingers, I will disappear in this ugly world, right? At the end of his life, Hansen, who had no love in his life, couldn't help but think of his beloved wife who died tragically, his son who was far away in a foreign country, and his sister Shiris who was wandering away. The resentment that filled his heart turned into unspeakable sorrow. And sorrow, silent blood and tears rolling down

The scorching air flowed out from the huge nostrils of Barlow's demon, which was also mixed with sparks. The copper bell-like purple eyes did not fall on Hansen who was kneeling in front of him, but stared at the whole hall. In the empty space next to him, a mocking and ferocious smile appeared on his huge face.

"Sure enough, you little human shrimps full of rotten pus are playing tricks. Do you think that disgusting stench on your body can hide from the great Kurtaz's sense of smell? Come out, human beings who only know how to talk. Little Shrimp!"

Just by raising his hand, a black and red abyssal flame has completely covered the open space inside.

In the blazing flames of the abyss, two mages hiding in the magic mask appeared. One old and one young, one tall and one short, all stared greedily at the mighty Balor on the altar.

Seeing the appearance of the old mage, His Majesty Hansen closed his eyes in pain. Only now did he know who was behind it. Although it's a bit late, it's enough, he will curse these damned guys forever in the abyss of pain!

After the Archmage Kulinax finished chanting the spell silently, he had a little leisure time to tease the mindless devil in front of him.

"This great Mr. Kurtaz Demon, aren't you going to run away?"

"Escape?" Barlow the Balrog laughed, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world: "Two skinny human shrimps also want the great Kurtaz, the Barlow Balrog who is about to become a lord Turn around and run away, haha..."

The arrogant demon who laughed loudly aroused Luke's anger in the mask.

"Go ahead and be arrogant, mighty Balor, you'll be..."

Before Luke could finish speaking, the mask shook violently and made a tooth-piercing breaking sound. The black and red abyssal flames burning under their feet immediately spread to the two of them, but they were blocked by the mage armor that shot out of the body in time. But these were not Guan Jian, who Luke was worried about. When he turned his head, he was horrified to find that a looming Ballow demon was standing behind the two of them, holding a huge beheading sword burning with purple flames and fiercely attacking them. The two of them cut at the waist.

It was also this terrifying giant beheading sword that was filled with the chaotic breath of the abyss that broke the mask just now.

"What... what's going on here?" Luke looked at the huge demon sword occupying all his vision with horror on his face. He was still thinking about why the demon he was talking to appeared inexplicably. behind.

The world was spinning for a while, and the next moment two mages had appeared on the other side of the hall, and a new magic mask appeared outside the two of them again.

"Okay, don't think about those useless questions anymore, you really should read "Demon Tongjian" again!" The archmage reprimanded the young mage impatiently, and then looked at the Barlow flame demon opposite and shouted Said: "Devil, since you didn't run away from the beginning, then you don't have to leave today, become our slave and work hard for us!"

The demon in front of the light gate gradually dissipated, and it turned out to be a vivid phantom, and the real demon holding the beheading sword raised his big hand, and summoned a flaming whip out of thin air. This flaming whip is extremely resilient, covered with sharp barbed spikes and a hard bulb, so it can deal both bludgeoning and slashing damage, plus additional fire damage.