Orc Tyrant

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The long chanting sound gradually went away, wearing a simple garland, wearing a red cape, the naked shirtless Diago holding the blood-filled gold cup slowly opened his eyes.

The rippling scarlet liquid did not come from innocent victims, but his own dedication.

More blood flowed on the black floor engraved with murder runes. The blood came from the symbols engraved on his back with a sharp blade. This was part of the “New King Ceremony”, but it was incomplete.

This is also helpless, Diego is alone, and can only allow poor mortals to assist the ceremony, and this is destined to make the ceremony not as perfect as recorded.

But he is not perfect by himself. At such a critical moment, he can only work hard.

Taking a deep breath, Diego raised his head and swallowed the blood from the golden cup. Then two aimless attendants came to him with a huge purple wooden box in their hands.

After drinking his blood, Diego was slightly sickened, but he resisted the urge to vomit and reached out to gently lift the lock on the wooden box.

Then, a wave of gas from inside out lifted the lid of the box.

An odd-shaped red sword with a mysterious symbol flashing from beginning to end appeared in the box. At the moment, it seems to have breathing. With the flashing of the rune, people can feel a surging vitality.

“With my blood, cast the soul of Ru.”

Diago read the eulogy lightly and reached out his right hand to hold the restless sword in his hand.

The moment the sword started, a strong rage and killing rushed into Diego’s head with a piercing shriek, and he took a step back three times before he stood firm.

The attendants around them all fell to the ground, bleeding through seven holes and dying with distorted expression.

Diego calmed down the blood that was rolling in his chest, holding a long sword in one hand and a golden cup of blood in one hand, and slowly walked towards the gate of the opened shrine, where it would lead to a mysterious sanctuary, and it would be his last fate.

However, just as he was about to step into it, he suddenly stopped.

The sanctuary was dark, but Diego stared at the darkness with vigilance. He could feel that something intangible and immaterial was approaching.

“Who!”

He waved his long sword forward, and got only slowly rolling air and dust.

Just when he doubted whether he was overly sensitive, a thick black substance suddenly spilled out of the darkness, and wrapped him in an instant.

Diago subconsciously mobilized his mental strength to try to resist, but he immediately realized that it was wrong.

There is no discomfort, nothing at all.

There was nothing in this darkness. All he could feel was the boiling and useless anger of the long sword in his hand. “Wail of Doom” tried to twist and overwhelm him as if it had overwhelmed many victims.

However, this does not mean that the darkness is illusory, and Diego can also feel the other person’s physical body creeping on his physical body, but he shielded these feelings and brought his perception back to his heart.

What makes him interesting is that its manifestation has been transformed, and its appearance is mapped to some kind of alternative nightmare and legend.

It’s so simple, and so scary.

Is there anyone who is not afraid of those greasy and creepy things that dwell in the dark?

Diego is very lucky, his imagination for fear is quite lacking.

After calming down, he found that the source of the original energy pouring into the world was under him. He threw away the dark hug with a thought, and then escaped into the abyss rift, chanting Asun’s prayer.

In front of him was some kind of pale echo of familiar power, and this pool of backwater-like fallen energy tended to be rigid in a remote space.

He can feel the billions of roads extending from here, and there is an infinite possibility of being linked together by a network of unreal passages, and those roads travel through many worlds.

But this area is corrupted, but there are still many areas shining with golden light scattered in the vast ocean, connecting the entire sea of ​​stars like a silk thread.

Diego has seen from the family books that this sanctuary seems to have other functions, but due to the lack of pages, he cannot know what the other mysterious role is.

Now it seems that perhaps this is a node of the road.

And this is still mysterious to him.

After liberating his own lineage, Diego explored many buried ruins, flew over the bottomless abyss blazing with fire, also fought against the nameless and invisible predator, and also felt huge beyond understanding There is a cold shadow cast.

But he still could not understand the nature of these roads.

He realized that he had never discovered these roads because they could not be discovered. Only the damage of the network here gave him a glimpse of its mysteries.

At this time, a strange feeling disturbed his introspection, Diego raised his head and saw a world full of shadows and deception.

He has entered the spiritual world from the world of the body without thinking, and the space he floats has no form or dimension, except for anything he wants to construct.

He stood on a broken earth composed of upper thrusts and strange mountains, a crazy and barren world.

Colorful storms and black raindrops lashed the ground, and the fierce lightning struck the sky in a zigzag pace.

The sky was enveloped by a golden thread, and the flames surrounded him, and some kind of traumatized force boiled in it.

The broken mountain towered in the distance, and suddenly collapsed again. A short-lived wave surged in the ocean, and then it instantly became a desert with dust and memory.

No matter where it is, the earth is ever changing. This is an impermanent vortex of creation and destruction that has neither a beginning nor an end.

Dust and despair spewed out from the cracks in the stone, which was the most perfect **** scene Diego had ever seen.

“You can bear this?”

He said that the words were full of contempt.

“Any stupid demon can transform this.”

As the words didn’t finish, the darkness in front of Diego gradually condensed, and countless black spirals rolled up, eventually forming a shiny giant snake with obsidian scales.

It is as light as nothing and is not affected by gravity at all. Its eyes are pink and purple swirls, and a pair of gorgeous fleshy wings like flowers rise from its back.

The serpent opened his jaws, revealing the teeth of venom, and the bifurcated tongue sparkled.

Its mouth is like an abyss filled with infinite possibilities, filled with pink mist.

“These ones?”

The giant snake asked, its voice is as sweet as honey ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ This is not what I did, this is brought by you… This is what the soulless one does. “

This obvious lie made Diego laugh, and in a thought, he created a blazing cage to imprison the giant snake.

“So far, your deception has no effect on me, your master sent a fool,”

“I know–“

The snake twisted his body and hissed:

“So I don’t need any deception. I told you that this is not what I did. This is just a portrayal of the future. It is waiting for you like a patient hunter.”

The blaze of flames disappeared, and the giant snake walked in the air close to Diego, and its flesh wings changed into a million colors at every instant.

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