Under the sky.
The demon-like figure sat cross-legged, shrouded in blood and gray energy, and the energy around him was terrifying.
The Rakshasa stones attract the blood around them, start rituals, intertwine with each other, and words are embedded in the air.
At this moment, Duke Bolton's body was restrained by the Rakshasa Stone, and his soul stared blankly at the situation outside.
Although, this body no longer belongs to Duke Bolton, nor does it belong to Emperor Vergil who has been controlling him. It belongs to the evil god.
In order to reach a deal with the God of Blood and Chaos, he spent hundreds of years and went through countless sufferings.
They were several kinds of forbidden magic, many evil arts. Duke Bolton didn't even know why he did it. His mind was twisted.
In order to obtain immortality, Duke Bolton has sacrificed almost everything, and every time he paints, he needs to give part of his soul power, and this way of painting also has to bear huge side effects.
Some will squeeze the life potential of the body every time it is used, and some will produce horrific mental sequelae every time it is used, causing mania, splitting and severe pain.
It's like falling into evil ways and demonic ways.
He felt that his will was disappearing, and the Rakshasa Stone, because it had not waited for the ritual sacrifice outside, actually began to devour his own power.
Emperor Virgil's face was distorted by pain, and the past years were surging in his heart.
He lost his parents when he was young and has been an orphan as long as he can remember.
He grew up in an orphanage, and since he was a child, he has been envious of his classmates for their pocket money, their new clothes and beautiful schoolbags. He had nothing.
He could remember the look in his eyes that made his classmates and teachers dislike him for the rest of his life. He hated that look and hated people who looked at him with that look.
He was in pain, and he didn't know when it started. He gained power that didn't belong to him, and he became the person chosen by the evil god.
The God of Blood and Chaos is always searching this world for a suitable soul.
The so-called appropriateness means having both pain and desire.
This is the soul that the evil god likes.
She feels that a soul without pain is worthless, so she wants a container that can hold pain and desire at the same time.
She told Emperor Virgil that from now on, you will be the purest person in the world. You will become a human god and enjoy human faith. Therefore, when everyone sees my eyes, they will only One extreme emotion that invariably struck me was fear.
For three hundred years, Virgil the Great enjoyed his time doing things for the evil god willingly because he had gotten what he wanted.
Including this time, he is about to obtain the eternal life he has dreamed of.
However, just when all his plans were about to succeed, that young man did something that put his originally perfect plan into crisis.
...
A fireplace made of just four stones was working hard to provide heat to a small wooden cabin.
In this extremely simple fireplace, the flame was burning with difficulty, supported by a few logs.
The sky outside is getting gloomier.
Ah Wei, who had just woken up from a short sleep, gathered his white hunting clothes again and squatted in front of the fireplace.
He shared the message sent back by an ant, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Others may not know what Chen Mo did, but as a subordinate of [The Ant Queen], how could Ah Wei not know?
He knew that the [Queen Ant] could control others by using something called the White Corpse Insect.
In a previous mission, [Queen Ant] lost a white corpse worm.
Therefore, the opponent's method of controlling the puppets is most likely the White Corpse Insect.
Yes, Ah Wei had already guessed that the black-robed Pharaoh was controlled by Chen Mo.
He originally wanted to explain it to Wolf, but the idiot didn't believe that there was such a magic in the world.
Ah Wei has no choice. In order to survive, he must kill
Otherwise, if the two players are allowed to complete their mission and leave this world, he will never be able to get out.
He was covered with a blanket that he had prepared a long time ago, and he casually put a piece of firewood into the fireplace. Immediately, the flame gained new fuel and increased in size. After that, several pieces of firewood were put in, It even caused the coldness in the entire room to be driven away.
He stood up and looked at the heavy fog outside the room, his eyes becoming cold.
He knew his chance had come.
...
The weather was not good, but that was man-made.
A thick mist came from the mouth of an elm toad in Yu Ting's hand. The mist was like gauze and dust, blocking the vision.
This kind of fog is not harmful to people, but in this kind of fog it will block people's vision. In this case, the power of thermal weapons is reduced to a minimum.
This is a prop from Yuting.
After all, they were on the side of a sneak attack. This kind of mist could hide their bodies and had the function of smoke bombs.
Yu Ting held a green lightsaber in his hand.
[Name: Electromagnetic Light Sword]
[Type: Weapon]
[Grade: C]
[Introduction: A standard weapon made by Tiangang Disha. The blade is made from a combination of magnetite and electromagnetic converter. The drawing speed is 1000% higher than that of ordinary weapons. 】
[Special effects: Increase the speed of drawing the sword and increase the speed of slashing. 】
[Note: This is a weapon with high technological content. 】
This is a standard weapon developed by the [Tiangang Disha] technical department, and the cost is actually not low.
The main reason is that things like magnetoresistance are very rare. Only a few materials are available in military warehouses, and the research institute can only take away part of them at one time.
Its greatest characteristic is that it can transform between gravity and repulsion.
I don't know if it was the high-tech gadget that the scientist came up with that made the speed of drawing the sword much faster.
This speed is fatal in melee combat.
The heavy fog shrouded the sky, and the pale sun had already set below the horizon. The sparse light of the stars and the moon flickered feebly in the gray sky, barely bringing a trace of invisible light to the earth.
This kind of weather is the best time to launch a surprise attack.
Gray-black clouds, as sticky as clay, came from afar, making the entire land even darker.
The rumble of thunder and the wet and sticky rain began to fall at the same time.
Like a sharp blade, the human army reached the front of the Scarlet City with ease.
In fact, after the fierce fighting in the past few days, the blood descendants are also exhausted at this moment. Now the human resistance army is waiting for work. From a moral point of view, it has defeated the opponent.
Moreover, Marquis Abloh had actually taken away one-third of the blood descendants when he went to support them, so the immediate combat power of the vampires at this moment was not sufficient.
The preparations have been made, the rest is just a matter of hard work.
It's not far away from completely winning this copy.
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