Night Raven Master

Chapter 491 Resurrection of the Evil God
“……………!!”

And at this moment, suddenly, a strange sound came from afar, bringing the old man who had fallen into madness back to reality.

He opened the pair of eyes that had been eroded by madness, and looked forward, only to see the pool of sacrifices condensed by their blood, tumbling and shaking, as if he had been stimulated by something.

And the moment he opened his eyes, it was more like being attacked by something, and blood gushed out suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening but whispering, contradictory and strange trembling sound sounded.

"Om--!!"

There were waves of deep humming, one wave after another, and for a moment, the believers of the Mad Moon who were self-mutilating and bloodletting all opened their eyes and looked around with a mixture of madness, fear, and surprise.

They don't know exactly what happened, and they don't know what the situation is now, but because this situation is different from what the bishop told them before...

"Something went wrong with the ceremony? Something happened to the sacrifice!? Failed!?"

For a while, many people panicked.

"Continue the ceremony, continue the ceremony!!! This is the trial of my god!!! Only after passing the trial can we get the gift of my god!!!"

Seeing the believers who were still in commotion, the old man flew into a rage, and then he opened his hands, using hoarse shouts and completely unstable emotions to signal the panicked believers to quiet down.

Then he turned his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from. The source of those extremely weird sounds was the place that had been shrouded in black mist.

who is it! ?who is it! ?How dare you disturb the ceremony while calling the great blood moon!

It's the people in this city! ?
According to the previous situation, the entire city has been swallowed by the black mist created by the great blood moon, but now it seems that there are other things escaping!And also launched an attack on them!
But before this lunatic old bishop with pale face, bloodshot eyes, and fanatical eyes could think any more, a sudden change occurred——

Strange black lights burst out through the fog, and in the blink of an eye, the black lights that were thousands of meters away had already arrived in front of the Blood Moon Cultists.

As if it was an instinctive defense, the pool of congealed blood suddenly surged up, forming a huge blood-colored light shield in front of the believers.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
The color of the barrier of blood light suddenly changed.

The incomparable, palpitating coldness and sense of crisis enveloped everyone present.

All the believers, including the lunatic old bishop, felt this desperate chill.

The next moment, a series of strange, densely packed deformed symbols that seemed to twist people into various shapes, sprinkled all over the area, covering everything.

Even in the blood sacrificial pool established by the old bishop, such weird symbols emerged.

With the appearance of these strange symbols, the light shield derived from the blood pool became darker and darker.

Although the believers are still frantically letting their blood flow into the blood pool, the weird symbols are still spreading towards the entire blood pool.

The world before everyone's eyes has become more and more weird and unreal.

Excessive blood loss did not bring these crazy believers back to their senses, but these weird and terrifying lines made these crazy believers feel more and more frightened.

Not death, but...

They seem to be losing something.

And the old bishop is clearly watching the changes that have taken place in the believers.

Another mouth popped out of some believers.

However, the next moment, the bodies of these believers were torn in half by some kind of force, and then squeezed into the shape of a book by some kind of force...

Heart, lungs, liver... the internal organs seemed to be flattened and turned into pages of books.

And the bones were crushed into chains...

Only the mouth was not deformed by extrusion.

And the books squeezed out by the blood moon believers float in the blood light shield.

In addition to these books of flesh and blood, some believers also experienced other changes.

Some of the believers suddenly froze, and in the next moment, their bodies turned into ashes and condensed together to form a dark gemstone. On the gemstone, an eye appeared.

Some believers suddenly stretched out their hands, grabbed their own necks, and twisted off their heads. The next moment, their bodies were reduced to ashes in the flames, turning into a cane, and their heads became the top of the cane. sphere.

Some believers suddenly howled in pain. Their skin was forcibly torn off and merged with their clothes to form a black curtain. Only the skin of their two legs did not blend into the curtain, but floated under the curtain.

The scene of believers being brutally killed was also a great shock to this crazy old bishop.

Against the backdrop of the rich blood in the blood sacrificial pool, those grotesque things became extremely palpitating.

The strange figure became more and more conspicuous under the light of blood.

In the next moment, the Book of Flesh, the Human Gray Gem, the Black Curtain of Human Skin, and the Suicide Cane gradually overlapped to form an almost substantial human figure.

All kinds of shadows are intertwined and superimposed on each other at this moment, forming an indescribable strange existence full of thickness and three-dimensionality.

It was an almost human figure.

However, the next moment, the phantom exploded.

Looking around, I saw all kinds of weird and strange phantoms flying out in all directions.

Seeing this scene, the old bishop was taken aback for a moment, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch a phantom flying towards him.

However, when his hand touched this gray shadow, he felt a chilling and tingling sensation coming from his palm.

The next moment, a black curtain appeared on his body, holding a dilapidated cane in his right hand, and a heavy book wrapped in chains in his left hand.

"Jie Jie Jie, I, the God of Ten Thousand Laws! The Lord of Curses and Grudges! Finally resurrected!"

An expression of extreme excitement appeared on the face of the old bishop, but the next moment his expression was a little grim:
"Damn it, such a weak body... Forget it, fortunately, there are quite a few sacrifices, and a lot of strength can still be recovered!"

"This time! I will definitely succeed! Jie Jie Jie!"

A manic smile appeared on his dry and old face.

"Damn black magician! How dare you seal me! I will make you pay the price!"

However, he didn't notice that a cloud of black mist squirmed to form an eye. After staring at him for a few seconds, it closed again as if losing interest, and slowly dissipated into the air.

(End of this chapter)