The Rise of the Cemetery

The plague is spreading and the suffering is continuing.

Due to the lack of direct control of the Wuzhen, Iron Forest City's supervision over the slums is undoubtedly the weakest.

Therefore, after the outbreak of a large-scale plague infection, the wizards became aware of the strange situation there, and dispatched elite wizard guards to completely block the accident area, and no one was allowed to escape.

Although some poor people in the blocked area were not infected, at this moment of chaos, they didn't have the energy and time to screen them one by one, so they could only block them all and let them fend for themselves.

A great wizard at the top of the holy rank even made a bold move, destroying the entire block in one fell swoop, directly killing most of the plague creatures and innocent mortals.

The highly poisonous Hydralisk was fortunate to witness the full-out attack of the great wizard at the top of the holy rank for the first time.

It was an inconspicuous, thin and withered old man.

Standing tall in the mid-air of the city, he looked down on everything in front of him with an indifferent gaze like a god despising all living beings.

Under his feet, half of the city was engulfed in flames and slaughter. Amidst the blazing flames and thick black smoke, the cries and wailing of the fleeing people, the big pool of blood spilled in the streets and alleys, and the fallen corpses everywhere, could not arouse the slightest change in his emotions, as if everything that happened before his eyes They were all phantoms, not enough to shake his mind.

With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he murmured softly, "Looking for death", a hazy and illusory giant phantom appeared in the void behind him. This is a super huge, terrifying giant that can stand upright, covered with brilliant golden light scales. And on his forehead, a conspicuous sun rune was emitting endless light and heat.

This kind of sun rune is not simply engraved on it, but more like a small sun imprisoned on his forehead, which is the external manifestation of a deeper rule power.

If those erudite wizards who are familiar with the ancient times were present, they would definitely be unable to restrain themselves from chanting the name of this terrifying giant phantom—Son of the Sun.

The Son of the Sun, also known as the Fire Giant, is an important branch of the legendary ancient Titans. This is a powerful race that has thoroughly mastered the rules of fire. It is feared and worshiped by the ignorant natives in many material planes. Some of the sons of the sun who are too powerful even call themselves the sun god arrogantly.

But in essence, it is still just an overly powerful regular creature.

The holy wizard in front of him is obviously a mutant wizard who took the bloodline transformation route, and most of his powerful strength was used to restore the bloodline of Son of the Sun. If he could really restore the blood of the Son of the Sun, a stable demigod would not be able to run away, and he might even be qualified to attack a weak god.

But maybe it's just a possibility after all.

Now in the various planes, it is difficult to find even a demigod-level Son of the Sun who survived the ancient times. The holy wizard in front of him wants to reproduce the glory of the Sun Clan by relying on the broken blood of the Son of the Sun. Idiots talk about dreams.

But after all, these are only for those legends and demigods. In the face of mortals and plague creatures that are as small and fragile as ants, the broken blood of the Son of the Sun is still unstoppable, worthy of the power to destroy the world.

When the phantom of the Son of the Sun appeared behind him, the earth that the holy wizard was looking at began to melt in the brilliant golden flames.

Without chanting spells and spells, without the guidance of spells and gestures, and even the holy wizards didn't even have a single superfluous movement, it was as if a huge sun was suddenly stuffed into the entire plague-ravaged slum, and the temperature began to rise rapidly. It reached thousands of degrees in a dozen fingers of time.

The earth began to dry and crack, and all the buildings began to spontaneously ignite, melt, and collapse. The fiery red color appeared from the depths of the cracked earth, and the scorching air flow continued to spurt out, transforming the entire world into an abyss-like lava world.

The mortals who were running around begging for help knelt down, stuck their throats desperately, and swallowed the scorching air. Immediately, the extreme high temperature and scorching heat evaporated every drop of water in their bodies, leaving only highly carbonized charred corpses in place. But as the temperature continued to rise, even these charred corpses couldn't hold on, and they fell down and were completely mixed with the semi-molten ground.

Not only humans, even those plague creatures and the plague spores that sustain the activities of these plague creatures could not withstand such a severe blow, and completely fused with this world into slow-flowing lava.

How could the violent and irritable Hydralisk endure the challenge of a human wizard? He bulged his chest with all his strength, and spewed highly corrosive and poisonous acid balls at the opponent one after another. It's a pity that all the acid balls were baked by the extreme high temperature into curling green smoke before they got within a hundred meters of each other, and finally dissipated without a trace.

Hydralisk's attack undoubtedly attracted the attention of that holy wizard.

As the pupils of the holy wizard focused, the air around Hydralisk's body began to distort and transpire rapidly. Its body surface was more like a boiling soup pot. Large and small, densely packed bubbling bubbles rose one after another, and each of them was filled with blood-red blood. , filled with filthy blood.

Seeing a bad opportunity, the most powerful venomous Hydralisk crazily drilled into the ground, and kept digging deeper, and finally escaped the catastrophe at a depth of 30 meters. But even so, it still withstood the high temperature and flames during its escape, and most of its body was burned into coke, peeling off layer by layer, excruciatingly painful.

Of course, this scene was also clearly seen by the Plague Maiden who was hiding outside the city with a remote control, and even clearly felt the pain and wailing of those plague creatures before they died. The demise of nearly a thousand plague creatures did not move her, but the powerful blow of the holy wizard made the plague girl feel the extreme pain of being baked in the sun.

I thought that I had mastered such a terrifying plague power, enough to deter those weak wizards and allow them to give themselves enough living space. But today, after seeing the real combat power of the top wizard among the wizards, Plague Girl really felt pain for her childishness for the first time.

I thought I had already mastered the power to destroy the world, but now it seems that I am acting like a rookie who has mastered powerful power for the first time, arrogant and arrogant, recklessly challenging even more terrifying existences.

Of course, Plague Girl still has absolute confidence in her own plague power. With the invincible plague spores, it is only a matter of time before a world is changed. But her strength takes time, and her growth takes time, but now she has recklessly exposed herself to the sight of a more powerful being.

Isn't this tightening the death noose for yourself?

However, just when Saila, the plague girl, began to reflect on her behavior and actions, a shock from the bottom of her heart made her suddenly shiver.

It's going to change!

For no reason, such a ridiculous thought came to her mind, and she turned her gaze to the south.

But what she didn't know was that at the same moment, the top powerhouses scattered all over the wizarding world stopped their work and turned their attention to a certain place in the middle of the continent.

A terrifying event that could affect the entire plane is happening there! ! !

Some top-level powerhouses who have initially mastered the rules can only vaguely perceive the root cause of distant events through the disorder of the power of the rules. Only those prophecy witches who have grasped the pulse of fate can travel across time and space, and glimpse the fragments of broken history from the operation of the mighty world rules. As for whether they can deduce the trajectory of the world's development from the prophecy images of these scaly claws, it probably depends on their personal talents.

If you want to perceive every change and possibility of the development of the world exactly, that is something that only the God of Prophecy can do.

But this time, all the top-level powerhouses who have experienced the operation of the world's rules have felt the deep disgust from the plane consciousness, as well as the chaos and sulfur stench that the abyssal demon can't hide at that time.

Devil disaster!

A new wave of evil disasters is about to happen again.

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From the moment he felt the breath of the abyss, the wizarding world became restless.

One after another, the world source power, which is almost never apparent, also began to rush to the place where the abyss breath appeared in various forms, trying to resist the invasion of the chaotic and disordered abyss law with the power of the law of the plane.

But everything is in vain.

A deep plane scratch appeared in the mid-air nearly 100 meters above the ground, and wandered there. Bursts of dark red smoke that seemed to exist and seemed to be absent kept gushing out from the scratches, transforming the world little by little.

This is a huge canyon with two sides of mountains that are thousands of feet high. On a flat ground in the center of the canyon, there stands an ancient and simple altar of magic. At this moment, the surroundings of the altar were filled with bloody sacrifices of various sizes and shapes. These sacrifices belonged to some kind of humanoid creatures, but they were significantly different from normal humans.

The face and body of a human being have short, thick, sharp horns and hoofed feet that resemble demons. The right hand is normal, but the left hand has degenerated into a demonic claw with dull metallic phosphorescence.

Tiefling... This is a tiefling, the demonized descendant born after the combination of a demon and a human.

Historians also refer to them as demons.

No matter what outsiders used to call them, at this moment, they have become the most pitiful bloody sacrifices. Slit their throats, chopped off their heads, and slit their chests... All kinds of ways of death distorted their faces, and they wailed in pain, but they could only let the purple blood flow out of their bodies, slowly Slowly condensed into a stream, swallowed by the gurgling whales of the ancient altar.

As the power of the blood sacrifice grew stronger, the world in the canyon became more and more polluted. Wherever the filth from the abyss gushed out from the scratches in the plane in mid-air landed, the soil there began to be shrouded in poison, flames and filth. According to legend, when the bottomless abyss was first born, it was filled with such harsh environments. It is said that there is an inferior plane born to punish evil.