Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 105 Broken

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The intended sacrifice to the gods was terminated, and the flesh was devoured by another demon.

The path of the devil, the path of the abyss, the devil who deserves death, and the villains with no good intentions have never enjoyed the qualification to covet the cloud god seat.

Because the world is full of evil, the Seven Gods will never allow an evil god to be born.

Thousands of years ago, the demon king was defeated by the ancient sun god, and fled into the abyss in a panic.Then the gods of Houtianwai stretched out their hands and held them and the prisoners firmly in their palms.

Half-mad gods are bound by pollution and sleep in the abyss.There has become an incomplete king's coffin, buried with all the demons who followed him to the abyss because of their belief in him.

At this time, following the instructions of the Outer God, the illusory abyss descended on the earth, and suddenly it was dark, and an extremely huge black shadow appeared between the sky and the earth, showing a hideous appearance.Looking up, it seems that in the shadow, I saw the arrogance of self-destruction, the hatred without bottom line, the betrayal of all betrayal, and the greed that can swallow the flesh and blood of compatriots... His existence seems to be all evil and evil. The filth itself.

"The Dark Side of the Universe" and "The Devil King", Fabuti's huge head floated up from the sea of ​​blood, but the part above the bridge of the nose disappeared, and the curved and ferocious horns were replaced by wild branches. Fragmented eyes and flesh and blood hung on it piecemeal, and the fleshy branches continued the broken bat wings.His projection showed the remains of an animal preyed on by plants, with roots extending wantonly from rotting wounds, making some black-eyed demon frown.

- It's ugly.

The sky turned blood-colored, the pale sun hung in the sky, and the turbulent filth on the ground was attracted to it, making the phantom arm that was raised high up turned into a real arm, and the ancient god "Demon King" grabbed the moonlight It turned into a bright red blade and swung it down heavily.

This is the last power that the Mother Tree of Desire can drive. Edward immediately let go of his control over his own flesh and blood, melted the body and bones of Beria who was still breathing, and forcibly pulled out the extraordinary characteristics in his body bit by bit, relying on the personality, Forced assimilation!

A little bit of Extraordinary characteristics flew out, faster and faster. He could no longer escape, and could only watch in despair as his body was swallowed up bit by bit, recast bit by bit, and finally his soul fell into the enemy's mouth, and his body turned into A pitch-black long sword tens of meters long!

Edward controlled his flesh and blood, polluted his spirituality, and while further completing his promotion ceremony, directly swallowed Beria's share of characteristics!
The devil's promotion requirements are inseparable from blood and fighting. When the gods are guarding against the destruction of a city, the angel of the abyss finds another way and chooses to devour another angel to pave the ladder of promotion with power!
The tumbling dark clouds seemed to come from the end of the world, raining filth and killing blood along the way, sin and dead demon corpses mixed into a sinful land.

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"Let the ritual begin now?"

When the sea of ​​flesh and blood covered overgrown plants, the dark saint who closed his eyes and prayed underground in Backlund widened his eyes in astonishment.

The hazy oracle reached his ears, and he jumped up from the prayer bench.

He was about to instinctively kneel down following the panic and joy in his heart, when he was suddenly startled by the deafening babbling and the words "as soon as possible" and "hurry up" mixed in it.

Blood gushed out from Kesma's ear, he endured the pain and acted immediately.

Along the spiraling steps to the sacrificial field that had been prepared at the bottom, the heinous sacrifices were bound and fainted to the ground, one black chain after another pierced through their flesh and bones, continuously pouring The blood flowed out and dripped on the countertop carved with complicated patterns, filling those brand new scratches.

The moment he stepped onto the altar, it was as if a curse had been lifted, and everyone suddenly woke up with a jolt.

Then they quickly realized what was about to happen through the burning torches, the pentagram logo and the ropes on their bodies, and they shouted loudly at the same time, some were cursing loudly, some were begging in low voices, some were at this time The psychological defense line collapsed and began to pray. Their self-confessional confession can vindicate the age-old unjust, false and wrong cases in many cities. sacrifice.But most of them are extremely anxious and keep saying one number after another in order to buy their lives with money.

Who would care about the crying of animals before they died?
With their awakening, the dark spirituality on the altar quickly became active, and the black chains became more solid, hovering maliciously and joyfully in the air. It becomes a deep blue.

He walked to the first sacrifice, holding the obsidian sacrificial knife tightly with both hands, and raised it high, with the tip of the knife facing down, aiming at the throat of the sacrifice below.

He solemnly said:
"One, dedicate your hands and feet to evil."

The blade slides along the gap between bone and flesh, deftly dismantling the body, removing hands and feet with beautiful movements.

The screams and blood signaled the beginning of the ritual.

"Secondly, dedicate your eyes to Zhang Yang's malice."

With the tip of the knife against the corner of the eye, slowly and steadily, the eyeball was removed from the eye socket like a grape, and thrown into the fire.

"Third, with the heart, dedicated to freedom and carnival."

The victim who had passed out was awakened by new pain. Fortunately, he didn't have to watch himself being disemboweled and bleeding all over the floor.

"Fourth, dedicate your soul to the filthy god!"

Numerous flesh and blood puppets followed his movements one after another, the first, the second, the third... Endless pain rose from the ground, and the resentful soul screamed, rushing into the altar along the blood-drenched name The sky fell into the mouth of the demon who was confronting the ancient gods in the remote southern continent.

The aid of the allies was very timely, and the phantom of the crown of thorns appeared. He swallowed the souls that came just right, and the long sword transformed into another angel in his hand suddenly showed one after another painful and mourning faces, and the blackness became more and more intense. Deep, and finally the color of blood appeared.

He laughed, leaped high, and met Yuehua's blade——

——Cut it off together with the arm of the demon king!
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Far away in Intis, in the garden of a certain nobleman, the bishop of War, who was teasing his new date, suddenly shook his hand holding the plate. The exquisitely crafted plate was nailed to the floor-standing clock cabinet like a dart, and the hazelnut cake was thrown away. Get out and land on expensive rugs.

The charming woman standing beside him exclaimed, and hurriedly asked the servant to wipe it off. At the same time, she opened her watery light-colored eyes wide, took Trainor's arm, and tremblingly said in a trembling tone with a hint of coquettishness in her fear: "Are you hurt? Is it not to your liking?"

Trainor opened his mouth, but made no sound. He didn't know how to describe the sudden feeling in his heart just now, as if his heart was suddenly clenched by an invisible hand.His scalp was numb, and he even ignored the girl in front of him who wanted to climb high and happened to be in line with his own aesthetics.

He looked at the window sill and saw his messenger kneeling on it, bowing his head towards the south.

The violently beating heart gradually returned to normal, and the War Bishop vaguely grasped something, and his expression became gloomy.

On the Rorsted Islands, Richard Ernst, who was carrying things with a small cart, suddenly felt something in his heart, and his spirituality was shaken. He looked up to the direction of the southern continent, feeling the deterrence brought by the spirituality that escaped from the adjacent path , as if seeing a black cloud covering the sky.

This actually has no effect on the Pilgrim Sect, but in the eyes of the Seven Gods, it may be a symbol of "the two chiefs distinguish between the superior and the inferior"...

Perhaps, the wool of the church will not be so easy to squeeze in the future...

The Temperance Angel's expression became slightly serious, but he was almost mentally prepared when the teacher asked him to investigate the abyss.

He lowered his head slightly toward the south, and continued humming a little tune to carry supplies as if nothing had happened.

A local postman who just passed by recognized him, greeted him happily, trotted over, took out a letter signed "Frank Lee" from the mail bag, and stuffed it into his hand.

Richard accepted the letter and said goodbye to him. The postman also waved his hand with a smile and trotted away.

The changes in the Southern Continent did not affect this side. After walking slowly for a while, Richard saw Garland De, who was plaiting himself with a cold face from a distance, and saw that the clothes were not so plain but not Newcomer Sharf Maxwell, as flamboyant as he was at Intis.

The young man Traynor had requested to protect was working as a temporary worker in the Pilgrim Church, living a comfortable life in Bayam, and gaining weight again.Every month, he needs to complete two commissions as agreed, and is protected by the Pilgrim Sect.

He removed the boxes one by one and put them in the corner, and saw a familiar blue head standing next to Sharf. The two of them were standing in the corner, probably discussing some private commission.

After successfully completing the commission, the relationship between Captain Ghost and himself has improved a lot, and money is indeed the most stable connection.The subsequent impact was gradually forgotten in the form of nightmares, and neither the crew nor the captain felt anything unusual.

However, Alger, who made a lot of money, did not forget to give Bayam's intelligence chief a share of tens of pounds. After all, this matter was introduced by the intelligence chief, and he bypassed the middleman and directly contacted the customer, so he had to show A little sincerity.Sophisticated and sleek has always been his style.

Richard took a second look at Alger, and was relieved when he found that the changes in the demon path hadn't affected him in any way. The sealing of the prisoner path was as strong as the curse technique.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, He called Garland De to discuss dinner tonight, and invited Alger to stay and eat together.

And it was no surprise that he was rejected by Alger.

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An angel fell, and the sun's anger burned the clouds in the sky.

From the silence of the five cities, the prototype of hell appeared on the earth.

The malicious peeps and fingers of the outer gods have touched the edge of the earth. The beauty of the red moon surpasses the sublime starry sky, the hidden crimson, and the dangerous gaze lingers outside the sky.Therefore, the gods are on guard against the appearance of a new Sequence 0 in the demon path, or an outstanding existence with sufficient ability to integrate this loose path on their own.

Prisoners and criminals, tainted and cursed pathways, best not to give birth to new gods until the end of time.

The severed arm of the demon king fell from the sky, collapsing half of the mountain and landed on the highest point. Black and red blood flowed out from the fracture, paving a red carpet to the sky.The devil re-formed into a human form stepped on the red carpet to the highest point step by step, stepped on the broken arm, stared at the moonlight and dark clouds in the distance, bathed in blood and sin, and slowly lifted the crown of thorns like a scorched bone. and put it on his head.

Pfft!

The thorns above suddenly swelled up, piercing into his flesh, stained with the blood of the devil, and then melted, some black traces wandered on his face, turning into an inconspicuous mark on his face.

In an instant, he saw the real abyss, saw the inherent evil thoughts of living beings, and everything was within reach.I also saw it, blending into the spirit world corresponding to the abyss that cannot be described in normal language and cannot be understood with normal logic, and looked at the ancient god from a distance.

Edward twitched the corners of his split mouth and smiled ferociously.

A ray of rage fell, and the wounds and flesh on his body were twisted immediately, and some things under the skin protruded with sharp protrusions.As if it was about to break out.

puff!
A twig suddenly grew out of his eye socket, piercing the eyeball.

Edward hissed, reached out to pull it out by the roots, blinked, the damaged eyeball returned to its original shape, and the ups and downs under the skin gradually subsided.

The disordered spirituality fluctuated violently like the waves of a storm, but from the very beginning, there was no possibility of failure in his promotion.

At the same time, the five cities that were destroyed by him were connected with him in the corresponding areas of the spiritual world. The information and history of the two worlds were intertwined and intertwined, bringing complete information about the spiritual world, that is, abstract meaning concept.

In reality, those places have been more or less purified, but they are still forbidden places for church circles.

But in the spirit world, due to their similar concepts, they gradually approached, merged, and finally turned into a lifeless area of ​​moderate size.

If possible - He wants to call that area "Hell".

The glasses were gone long ago, and there was no spare on hand, so Edward simply ignored it.What's more, there is still a huge blood hole on his head. The angel of the Beria family pulled out his left horn and a piece of skull during the fight. In return, he tore off an arm of the other party.

Although it is healing itself, blood is still gurgling from there, and the hair around it is dyed dark.

The newly promoted filthy king took out the sword he had just made, looked at it for a moment, and then used it to pick off the fast-rotting flesh and blood on Fabuti's severed arm, leaving only the indestructible black bones, which carved out the outline of the seat.

The dead Fabuti is the best Fabuti, a mass of carrion that has occupied the throne for thousands of years, what qualifications do they have to fight with themselves?

Then He stabbed the sword aside casually, sat on the rough bone base, closed his eyes and fell asleep to recover his spirituality.

A crow came and landed on a clean bone behind him.

"You can start thinking about a new honorable name."

He said cheerfully that he was in a great mood after sweeping the treasure house of the Beria family, so after saying this, he stopped talking and quietly made a decoration.

After a long time, the red moon hung high, and the members of the Blood Worship Cult came to the Beria family residence, which was once a deep mountain and now a plain valley. They were shocked for a long time, and they were silent because of fear.

——The dripping blood gushes out from the severed arm of the demon king, turning into the cloak on the new king and the red carpet on the throne.

It was as if a long sleep had finally come to an end, as if waking up from a strange life.When he opened his eyes again, he saw the devil's believers kneeling on the ground, leaving only the corpses of the daring competitors and the unwilling roar in his mind, even the red moon in the sky became his background.

He finally, after a long absence, felt——

"joy".

TBC
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The way of the devil, the old king is incompetent, and the new king should be established.

Lao Ai is officially promoted to Sequence 42 "Filth King", currently 93w words and [-] chapters, this speed should be quite fast.

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