The Rise of the Cemetery

With the infiltration of the ghost girl, the spiritual power of the young mage also penetrated into it, and the scenes inside were glanced at.

What a crazy sacrifice!

This is a once large karst cave, where the stalagmites clusters have been cleaned up, leaving only a few stone pillars that support the entire space.

A small drow altar has been built in the center of the cleared ground.

The drow altar is not very similar to other **** altars. It is said that the altar is actually an execution platform. The top of an altar with a large, thick, square, dark black stripe stone, and the deep, dark, twisted texture on it is more like the dark stains left after the blood stains on it have not been wiped clean. The sky above the altar, 3 meters above the sky, was suspended with a bluish blue flame.

At the moment, under the steps in front of the altar, the bodies of eight high-ranking priests were tilted overturned. The blood flowing gurgling happily flowed on the ground and converged along the groove at the bottom of the altar, forming a small Swamp.

Although the young mage can't recognize their faces, they can understand their true identity only by looking at the purple-black spider silk sacrificial robe with gorgeous piping pendants on their bodies.

There are eight high-ranking priests. It may be necessary to collect all the high-ranking priests from all the families in Rasmuffel. But at the moment, they all died here with distorted faces.

On the altar, there are three drow mothers who are presiding over this crazy sacrifice. Oh, to be precise, it should be a dead Mother Drow, a Mother Drow on the bound altar and a Mother Drow holding a mysterious blade and praying loudly.

Falling to the side of the execution table, Mother Zall, who had a huge blood in her chest, looked a bit raw, but Zenna quickly reminded him that it was the mother of the second family, Carles.

"Okay, okay, such a crazy sacrifice, how can the lord and mother be worthy of such a big battle!" The young mage secretly slandered in the stomach with a little black humor.

And the young Madame Drow, who was bound to the execution table and was frantically twisted, was Reisel who had just been the first lady of the first family. The drow elf, who is proficient in binding art, obviously regards her as a beautiful piece of art. The dark and cold cords of the Jiaojin class made the body hot, and the first family hostess who leaked clothing was outlined with a tall chest and thin hips and legs.

If it were n’t for Ruisell ’s crazy twisting figure and sharp shrill shouting, which ruined part of the beauty, the smooth and soft skin of the black jade that was violently twisted under the layers of restraint, as well as the flexibility and power Muscle lines that do not feel stretched can allow the young mage to surrender in minutes.

"Master, what are you doing? If you want, you can come to me! I will ..." Zena suddenly exclaimed. This made Li Xun free from some perverted desire and could not help secretly wiping it. A cold sweat.

In this perverted world, the female body can pervert to such an extent!

The young mage cursed bitterly, and then focused his attention on Mother Filun, who was holding the sacrifice ceremony in front of the execution table.

Uh, okay, this is really a perverted world!

Filun held up a strangely shaped sacrificial knife with both hands, his body sifted like a patient with epilepsy, and his mouth was full of words. Her face was blurry at the moment, but only a pair of ruby-like blood eyes were still blooming in the fascinating glare.

The sacrificial knives in her hands are also very peculiar. The end of the black wire-wound handle is inlaid with a huge gem, and the downward edge of the blade is eight sharp claws extended in the shape of a spider. A ritual sacrifice blade necessary for large-scale ritual activities.

Carles, the dying mother-in-law of Drow, was probably taken out of her heart by now, but now it is Risell's turn.

With the help of the nun's vision, Li Xun clearly sees the improperness of Filun.

From the cold blue flames above the altar, a faint light smoke like a substance is spraying out from the middle, not only blurring everything in the field, but also accompanied by the seemingly inviting and exciting heart The whispering voice of the most primitive copulation desire.

Qingyan can blur Filren's face, but not her power. If there is no problem with the young mage's perception, the current strength of this mother of Filun is steadily increasing. When the young mage had just entered the mental force, she should have just reached the level of 17, and now she has steadily reached level 18.

How can this be?

The young mage rubbed his head painfully outside the court. If he remembered correctly, this Mother Fairen should have only had level 14 strength in the first few meetings. And the only one in Rasmuffel City who has reached level 17 is the former first-generation hostess, Winissa.

But now, this mother-in-law of Filun is madly shaking her head on the altar, and her personal strength is also growing wildly and madly.

Is this probably her hole card?

Bloody and crazy sacrifices, with all the high priests and several major family princes in the city of Rasmuffel, prayed to the cruel and capricious spider goddess Rose for the grace. Such sacrifices take place almost every once in the city of Drow, but most of the sacrifices are hostile underground creatures that are hostile to the Drow elves, and there are rarely such large-scale evil rituals of the same kind.

Such a self-destructive wall-style evil sacrifice probably only responds positively to the evil hopeless dark gods like Rose. If you switch to a deity that is a little wise, you will not encourage your believers to kill each other, and weaken your source of strength in disguise.

According to legend, this dark **** is malicious to everyone, coveting the power and believers of other surface gods. She is very good at using all kinds of filthy and merciless means in battle. Because she deliberately let her believers fall into endless fighting, making them kill each other for the sake of power, some people think that the mind of the spider **** has already been distorted. Although she will be very kind and give a lot of assistance to what she loves, her power ultimately comes from death, destruction and torture-including the death, destruction and torture of believers who cannot please themselves.

However, it is still very rare to give a huge increase in the strength of crazy believers like before. It can also be seen that Rose, the goddess of spiders, is extremely satisfied with the sacrifice of the believer Filun, which gave an exception to the divine grace far beyond the past.

Filun's silver-gray long hair in front of the execution table was windless, and the high-pitched singing similar to the feminine chants ended with a tremble. From now on, her bulging and full body is full of full and hot power. This feeling of raising her hands to destroy the world has directly reached the peak of the lasting spiritual desire in history.

Eventually, with a loud cry, Firren's high sacrifice knife finally fell fiercely. In the blood splatter, the eight sharp spider blades of the extremely sharp sacrifice knife pierced into Rui Sier's chest without any obstacle. The struggling young Ms. Drow's tender body suddenly tensed, and there was a touch of sadness in her mouth.

Filren, who had been madly occupied by all his body and mind, snapped his teeth and raised his hands, and the suddenly closed spider claws firmly held the beautiful heart that was still bounced and appeared in front of her.

The blue-blue flames above the altar suddenly burst into a towering pillar of fire. The upper end of the pillar of fire could even lick the top of the cave wall nearly 40 meters high. A seemingly incomprehensible beauty fluttering in the thick smoke of wavy air, representing the aura of divine grace rewarded by the goddess generated in the flame, and slowly descended from the air.

"Not good! If she is really successful in offering sacrifices, she may climb to the level of 19, or even 20. By that time, it would be difficult and difficult to try to win her." The idea was just in the mind of the young mage Formed, the nymph who has always acted faster than thinking has jumped out.

When the nun slipped out of the shadow space, her figure was just behind Ms. Filun ’s delicate tortoise, and the huge and sharp moon blade in her hand swept silently with a silver awn Its slender and fragile neck.

"Be careful!" Li Xun's reminder came a little later.

Although he could see the vision of the nymph, he could not extend the panorama, but this did not prevent him from seeing through the invisible blessings of the invisible magic near the altar. The phantom or the attack is concealed and rapid, but if you want to break through this magical blessing, I am still a bit weak in strength.

Sure enough, it was just a ripple, and the nymph seemed to be caught in an invisible mud pond. She raised her hands and throwed her feet and seemed to be muddy, as if a heavy burden was hanging on her body. Every movement was slow and abnormal. Filun, who was blessed by the goddess, was like a fish in the water, unscrupulously laughing, and by the force of turning around, the snake head whip tied around his waist struck the ghost girl with a sharp blast.

Pieces of black mist exploded, and the graceful and graceful body of the girl disappeared instantly. There was a sharp shrill scream in the air, and dozens of sharp scratches almost broke the limit of time and space. They appeared directly around the priestess and hit the Divine Shield hard. .

Facing the magic shield that was distorted to the point of disintegration, Filun's magical brilliance surged on him. Layer by layer of the magic shield rushed into the outer shield again before it broke, blocking it in time. The shadow spear that hit silently.

This is the biggest difference between magic and magic.

If a mage shield outside a mage is not broken or dispelled, it is impossible to prop up a new mage shield again. Because of the exclusion of the same type of spell, there will be no superposition of shields. The divine art is different. The homology of the divine nature makes them have no problems in this respect. As long as the divine power can be maintained, the superimposed divine shields will never be useful.

So in many cases, as long as a divine magician power is not exhausted, then he is like an immortal existence.

Now the nymph is facing such a problem. Her treacherous movement may guarantee the suddenness and concealment of her attack, but the "weakness" of the body's power makes her like a bee hovering around a beautiful glass cover. Out of the means to break through the endless magic protection.

But the long-term attack was fruitless. It was an unbearable pain that her small mistake was caught by the enemy.

It was just a simple whip, but with the power attribute and magical blessing of Filun's surge, it still became a heavy blow that the phantom could not bear. Along with the whip, the nymph flew out with blood, and her body was still in the air, and was chased by the other party's magic arts again, drowned in the sudden eruption of the magical light.