Monster Edit: I Can Create Cthulhu

"What an evil magic circle...that location...seems to be the direction Qin He leads the team at night..."

Leaning against the window of a certain floor of the building, Hui Hu and the others looked in shock at the magic circle that had turned blood-colored above the sky, with a solemn expression flashing across their faces.

"Damn it, I knew something would happen if Qin He led the team... sure enough!"

Seeing this, Huihu also knew that Qin He's team might already be in danger, so he gritted his teeth, punched the wall hard, quickly closed the window, and said loudly, "Everyone is on alert!"

"Yes!"

At this time, even the ordinary people who survived have a rush of pride in their chests. Perhaps the various crises they have experienced have already broken through their psychological defense time and time again, and amidst such a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, The refugees who survived the war have long been strong enough to withstand all kinds of blows!

The bloody vortex that suddenly appeared attracted the attention of countless people. In the safety zones of Yangcheng, whether it was Extraordinary or ordinary people, they all looked at the sky in astonishment, and a look of despair flashed across their faces. They can all feel the terrifying energy and extremely evil aura contained in that magic circle.

As countless ghouls were thrown into the magic circle as sacrifices, the dark night sky had already been dyed a thick layer of blood red, and the faces of ugly ghosts that did not conform to the laws of physics were tightly attached to the blood red layer. On the film, pairs of scarlet, black, or evil eyes stare straight at the city below, and the whole picture is full of evil and weirdness.

"Hahaha...hahaha....It will be successful soon! An evil formation that is enough to eclipse the stars! The complete abyss is about to open!"

Xia Bao looked at the blood-red sky with fiery eyes, a touch of extreme madness flashed across his heavily made-up face, and a carefree and unrestrained laughter came out of his throat unscrupulously.

And when Xia Bao was crazy about this, he didn't notice that a shadow in the distance suddenly squirmed, and a scarlet one eye opened in the darkness, and the strange red pupils captured everything in his eyes, and then quietly The earth melted into the darkness, and the shadows returned to calm.

On the other side, in the abandoned building of the special department a few kilometers away from the city center, Su Ziyu suddenly opened his eyes, recalling the scene that the curtain dark beast saw just now, he couldn't help rubbing his sore forehead.

Things were more difficult than he expected.

Obviously, Xia Yao has been preparing for this moment for too long, and Qin He, who assisted him, directly opened the so-called "Star Falling Nether Blood Sacrifice Ceremony", and the long and ancient breath from the abyss made him Su Ziyu, who was here, felt his scalp tingling.

Moreover, not only Su Ziyu, but Bishop Lan Ming and others also looked at the terrifying scene above the sky in astonishment, what's more, they were polluted by the abyssal breath, and local changes began to occur!
Fortunately, Bishop Lan Ming reacted in time and destroyed the mutated part, which saved the life of the Extraordinary of the Church.

"What is that? Did the Plague Church do it?"

In the crowd, someone finally couldn't bear the evil and huge coercion, his face twitched, and he immediately yelled.

"Xia Kuo did it."

Su Ziyu's plain voice suddenly sounded.

"Is it really her... that crazy woman!"

"This is the first time even I have seen such an evil formation..." Bishop Lan Ming's face was full of dignity, and he said in a deep voice, "The breath of the abyss has leaked so badly... It is estimated that the opening of the abyss is not far away...

And that guy Xia Bao seems to want to use the entire Yangcheng as the last sacrifice to open a complete abyss! "

"The complete abyss?"

Due to being too concerned about the abyss, Su Ziyu keenly grasped this somewhat unfamiliar vocabulary.

"The opening of the abyss is also divided into levels... Like the abyss opened by the guys from the Old God Sect in Jiangcheng recently, it is just a door that can barely lead to the abyss... and the number of people who can access it is limited, even if you call from it Most of the monsters that come out are only the strength of the first level of 'Deadfire Realm'."

Bishop Lan Ming explained, "The so-called complete abyss is to use a certain place as the core of the final sacrifice, and then call the abyss to the present world completely,

The rituals required for this summoning ceremony are very complicated, and the number of sacrifices and selection criteria required are even more troublesome.

But once it is completed, at least three layers of abyss can be summoned to come to the world..."

"Abyss with more than three floors?"

Su Ziyu raised his eyebrows, and the playful expression on his face had already been put away.

He still remembered that An Yuxuan said that the fourth floor is the limit of the saint-level powerhouse... This level of abyss has been opened, and Su Ziyu has not yet been promoted to the saint-level, and only entered it with his immortal-level body …Maybe it will be much more difficult than imagined.

"The king in yellow actually set up such a promotion ceremony for me..."

Su Ziyu shook his head helplessly, but it was precisely because of the challenge that he was able to awaken more powers of the original demon gods, thus gaining greater strength.

Just when Su Ziyu's thoughts were drifting away, someone suddenly asked:
"What should we do now? Do we want to watch her succeed in bringing the abyss down?"

"The abyss is about to descend..." Bishop Lan Ming sighed heavily, "What we can do now is to try our best to prevent the complete descending of the abyss and reduce the number of descending layers..."

"As I said before, let me do things that involve the abyss."

At this moment, Su Ziyu looked at the magic circle in the sky with his dark eyes like ink, and said calmly.

"Mr. Su...Xia Bo is a Saint-level powerhouse...but you are only an Immortal-level...I don't deny that you are special, but it is quite difficult to beat a Saint-level with such strength...Even if you are an extreme genius."

Seeing this, Bishop Lan Ming spoke with some concern.

"Don't worry, since I said I'm going to make a move, I'm sure to stop it." Su Ziyu said coldly, "After the meeting is over, I will leave Xia Po to me, and I will leave it to you to prevent the complete abyss from coming." .”

As soon as the words fell, Su Ziyu called out the prison blood nine-headed dragon and rushed straight into the sky, and behind him, Zhiyun and Junshang also followed with solemn faces.

At this time, over the sky of Yangcheng, a majestic and terrifying scene of blood appeared. The blood dripped down like a viscous substance, forming a series of vertical sharp blood nails and bone spurs. The tip exudes a chilling smell. With a cold glow, a large number of bloody hands stretched out from around the bright red bone spurs, and the skinny and bloody palms grabbed down fiercely, as if they were exploring something.