Cataclysmic Transformation

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Close to Quebec City in the Roland Empire, Quebec City is now a ruin, cracked walls, collapsed houses, and a charred corpse everywhere.

The sky above Quebec City was filled with black smoke. These black smoke came from Quebec City's zhongyāng street, leaving the whole city in darkness.

The once Zhongyāng Street has now turned into a hell-like scene.

Countless captured humans, elves, orcs, and Warcraft, have been caught here. They lined up in a long line, with a dull look, and the yellow-skinned face seemed to have lost their vitality.

They walked forward numbly, all the way to the temporarily built platform.

On the high platform, there were already standing evil spirits holding sharp knives, and there were countless little demons holding spears and long swords around them. Their careful and fierce eyes glanced back and forth at those captured creatures.

"Porch--" whispered.

On the high platform, a demon **** holding a long knife stabs into the chest of an orc. The orc covered with long hair immediately showed red blood and ran down his stomach. He did not struggle. His body twisted a few times, his face showing pain and despair, like a chicken to be slaughtered.

The evil **** was expressionless, and pulled the injured orc with a violent kick, kicking it from the high platform.

The orc's body fell quickly, "cracked", and fell heavily on the ground. He struggled a few times and didn't move, his long-open eyes showed nostalgia for life.

At the foot of the high platform, countless corpses piled up into hills, and the blood flowing out of these corpses converged into small rivers. The countless rivers, like spider webs, meandered slowly to a depression, one by one. Converge point by point to zhongyāng.

At the moment, the Zhongyāng Avenue in Quebec City has become a huge dark magic circle. At the center of this magic circle lies a corpse. The great black magician Ron Keanu stands next to the corpse, holding his staff high, mouth There was a sing of words that no one could understand, a strange dark breath filled the city.

This is the "dark heart" of black magic, at the cost of ten million souls in exchange for Lord Hellen, Lord of the Burning Legion, Lord Sauron.

The temporarily built high platforms are the slaughterhouses, where all the souls are slaughtered, and then their blood and soul will be transformed into dark forces to repair the incomplete soul of the **** king Sauron.

Not far away, the devil princess Sophia sat on a huge open-air throne, watching all this quietly, her eyes with a hint of hope.

"You said ... Is this guy Ronkinu ​​credible? My father ... will he really come back to life?"

Standing next to her is her most trusted subordinate, the **** of evil, Ravens. Ravens hesitated, "I don't know too much about black magic, but ... see that guy is so serious, it should ... should not There are fakes ... "

The mystery of black magic is not under the magic of the undead, and even to a certain extent, there are also different songs with the same effect.

Sophia looked at the long line and frowned, she sighed softly, "Unfortunately ... this speed is too slow ... I can't wait!"

"This is already the fastest ..." Ravens replied honestly, "10 million creatures, killing 100,000 a day, at the current speed, it will take three months ..."

Sophia gave a "huh" sound. Although she was helpless, she could only accept this fact.

"But it's too boring!" Sophia stretched out lazily, leaned back on the chair lazily, squinted her eyes, but ignored the wailing of those creatures, didn't hear, and for her, those ten million creatures were just one. Numbers only.

Ravens took a step back and stood aside.

At this moment, there was a roaring noise not far away, accompanied by a beast roar, and at the same time, sāo began to move over there.

"what happened?"

Sophia opened her eyes, and the eyes without a touch of emotion were full of anger, and she looked at Ravens.

"I'll check it immediately!"

Ravens knew the princess' temper, and he immediately told him to go down. After a while, a demon guard stumbled.

"That's it. Your Highness, there was a little accident just now. We didn't expect a holy warcraft hidden in the crowd. The sudden outbreak was difficult. We hurt a lot of people ..."

The demon bodyguard carefully reported that it turned out that in Quebec City it was a high-level holy warcraft-Anger Lion, who was caught as a human being by the Burning Legion and sent to here. He kept hiding his identity and planned to wait for the opportunity He fled, but after coming here, he felt more and more wrong, and finally rioted.

The strength of Warcraft in the High Sanctuary is not covered. As soon as he was angry, he killed the little demon guarding him. He also killed dozens of **** and three headed hounds alive, fighting with the evil spirits coming over.

The battle between the two powerful saints caused huge chaos and destruction, and some creatures took the opportunity to escape.

"Holy Warcraft?"

Sophia's face was full of anger, and she stood up sharply, patting the chair and growling.

"Rice bucket ... All of you guys are rice buckets ... Everywhere in the Holy Land Warcraft also made such a big mess, go to ... Immediately deal with me ... If it disturbs Mr. Ronkinu ​​and delays the event of my father's resurrection , You do n’t even want to live alive ... "

"Yes!"

The **** of evil, Ravens, sighed, "I will deal with it immediately!"

The city of Quebec is already bloody, and there are traces of fierce fighting, just like dozens of beasts have fought here, and the ground is covered with dozens of incomplete corpses.

A huge white lion weighing several tons weighed back and forth, constantly making angry noises.

The angry lion at this moment has turned into a "blood lion", his white fur has been covered with blood, even if his strength is one step lower than him, but he is still affected by dozens of cruel and cold **** creatures. When he was injured, he also fought with the **** creatures from the sanctuary level.

The fierceness of the angry lion is also well-known in the Warcraft Empire. The evil **** who has arrived has been defeated by him. However, he ca n’t escape. The dozens of **** creatures around him have surrounded him, but the sage of Warcraft in the Holy Land makes them. I dare not step forward.

By this time, the entire northern part of Quebec City had become chaotic, with shouts and chaotic footsteps everywhere. In order to maintain order, the **** creatures began a crazy killing.

"Damn it! It's too late to leave!"

Feeling that the other party might have more and more powerful men coming, the angry lion was anxious. He ignored the injury and threw himself into the group of little demons.

"Oh--Oh--Oh--"

Under the claws, several little demons were torn to pieces.

"Kill ... don't let him run away!"

"Jiji ..."

The little demons made a unique "chirping" sound, killing them forward like a tide. The horrible amount is like bats flying in the sky.

Those dwarf-like dwarf **** creatures are powerful and fierce.

"Boom-Boom-Boom-"

The powerful fire field expanded, a fierce explosion sounded on the city head, and the fur of the angry lion's entire body stood up, just like his name.

Sanctuary Warcraft Angry Lion used his claws and teeth to kill a lot of **** creatures, opened a blood run, and rushed down the city head and killed it.

"Where to run?"

At this time, a sound like thunder came from the ear of the angry lion.

The angry lion's heart tightened sharply, and then his hair fell upright, and a yin shadow of death instantly enveloped the entire space.

That is--

God domain strong!

As the pinnacle of Warcraft in Sanctuary, the young angry lion has always been very proud of his own strength. He believes that he will become the existence of Pinnacle Warcraft like Lafield and Frigana in the near future. But the moment he faced the strong man of God Realm, he knew how small I was.

The **** realm is really too powerful, even if he is at the peak of the holy land, he can't take the first half of the **** domain strong.

The angry lion ran and prayed secretly in his heart.

"That's water ..."

The moat in Quebec City is connected to the water channel outside. When the angry lion came in, he kept observing the situation secretly. When he saw the moat, his heart suddenly rejoiced.

Angry Lion knew that as soon as he escaped into the water, he was safe.

Angry Lion speeded up.

One step ... two steps ...

It's just that the distance of just over ten meters from the moat is so slow in the eyes of angry lion ...

"Awning--"

A huge black ball of light crossed the void, leaving a long mark on the heads of hundreds of thousands of creatures in Quebec City.

"The ball of destruction" is like a giant tadpole, swimming towards the city of Quebec. Its goal is to escape the holy warcraft.

"Asshole--"

"The ball of destruction" has not yet arrived. The hot temperature has already scorched the earth. The angry lion feels that the hair on his back has been scorched. He screams in pain, and his heart is already full of despair.

"boom--"

The huge black ball of light suddenly shone under the sky, and an earth-shattering loud noise erupted. The destructive power of the **** level torn the void, spreading all directions, and the whole Quebec City was turbulent.

For a long time, a huge trace appeared in the moat of Quebec City. The river was backfilled and the river was diverted. The Holy Warcraft has long disappeared.

The chaos calmed down and saw the horror of the **** of evil, Ravens, and no one or any creature dared to fight the slightest heart. They were like chickens to be slaughtered, and they lost their strength and courage to resist.

The confusion subsided and the ceremony continued, like a trivial episode.

"Humble creatures ... give your blood and soul ... for Lord Sauron's resurrection ... contribute your strength ..."

At this time, Ronkinu ​​raised his hands high and shouted loudly, the powerful and fierce dark power rose into the sky.

The center of the magic circle is running crazy, and blood from all directions is gathered to form a huge blood pool, and the blood in the blood pool has been about one and a half.

Sauron's body floated quietly in the blood pond. Above the blood pond were the roaring souls, which were screaming in despair with a look of pain, anger and unwillingness.

The dark ritual has already begun!

The yin shadow of the **** king Sauron slowly appears, he is like a pair of devil eyes, quietly peering into the Noah continent ...