Crimson Servant

"Reading your truth is equivalent to deconstructing the Crimson God."

Lightning penetrated Seclonfas's body, and the red electric light that had not dissipated turned into a physical chain. Under the control of the warlock, the god of sacrifice fell to the ground.

"Thank you, Old God, for helping me overcome my fear of Him."

[You’re welcome. After getting this body, I will also eliminate the fear buried in it. 】

Seclonfas grabbed the chain that ran through his body, and the crimson power reversed along the chain. Lightning was released from the chest of the God of Sacrifice, hitting the warlock in a chain. A hollow that was transparent from front to back exploded in the center of John Camp's body. Their control and use of the crimson power made every attack they made possible to be exploited by the opponent.

To the favored ones and gods of the immortal god, these deadly attacks are just a slightly bloody play.

The warlock's chest healed quickly, and the crimson spell's damage to Seclonfas was close to nothing. The God of Sacrifice is much more restrained than the warlock who attacks wildly. He hardly takes the initiative to attack, but only dismantles and counterattacks the incoming spells.

Just like a teacher educating his students, there is a despairing gap between Seclonface and John Kemp in the use of crimson magic.

[Is your struggle over? 】

The God of Sacrifice looked at the Warlock who suddenly stopped. He restarted the sacrificial ceremony at the beginning. While fighting the Warlock's spells, the erosion of Seclonfas's consciousness did not stop. Although the warlock who had died once suddenly enhanced his ability to control the crimson power, which puzzled the God of Sacrifice, the enhanced power of the Beloved still could not stop the God's erosion, but could only slow it down.

John Kemp spread his hands.

"Yes, it's over. It took me a lot of effort to refine the fourth word of the Crimson God."

Seclonfas could no longer maintain his calm expression. He used all his strength to activate the crimson power to control the erosion of consciousness. However, instead of continuing deeper, he escaped from John Camp's mind.

However, this is in vain because...

The ceremony cannot be interrupted.

John sensed the movement of the God of Sacrifice.

"The mind flayers' spiritual power can isolate the interference from the outside world and interpret the nature of God. Those mind flayers can interpret the blasphemous nature of this world according to your guidance, thereby causing the kingdom to break. Of course, I can do the same thing. "

"Master the Crimson God's fourth word through knowledge of Him."

"It seems that you have already known about Vertis's blasphemous prayer."

"Why not use it? Oh, I almost forgot again, you are a ridiculous existence bound by your own rules."

"It's up to me to complete the final step of blasphemy."

The magic circle of the sacrificial ceremony was formed with the wave of hands, and the magician bent down and saluted respectfully according to the humble ritual movements set by Secromfas. He had a hunch that this would be the most successful sacrifice ceremony, because both the Crimson God and the God of Sacrifice could sense his sincerity.

What is the fourth word for the Crimson God Veltis? He is a crimson nebula transformed by divine power, a machine that acts according to rules, and a group of undead mad spirits wailing in the void. The Crimson God is an activated and expanding space cemetery.

At the same time that John understood the blasphemous prayer, he also understood the abilities gained after blaspheming the Crimson God.

Wiltis' blasphemous prayer, after being announced, can strengthen the next sacrifice ceremony and make the chosen sacrifice fixed to God!

The choice of sacrifice target to Wiltis must meet one of two conditions. One is one's own trophies, such as a controlled opponent or his corpse; the other is one's own belongings, including equipment and props held by him. own part.

John Kemp failed to meet the first condition by not defeating Seclonfas. But the God of Sacrifice has eroded the consciousness of the Warlock so deeply that they cannot differentiate between each other, which allows the despicable Warlock to seize this irreparable disadvantage and exploit the loopholes in the sacrifice ritual.

"Virtis..."

"Virtis..."

"Virtis..."

The red light of blood emitted in the magic circle, and the crimson power ignited the magician's robe. All the blood in John's body was extracted, forming a floating blood ring in the center of the ceremony. Tiny vague murmurs passed through the void. Divine power poured out from it, crushing the sacrificer to the spot.

This kind of oppression seemed to change according to the target's physique. After the dragon blood was strengthened, John felt the same pain as when he was weak, but this time the warlock was not dissatisfied at all.

Because not far away, on the other side of the sacrificial ceremony, Seclonfas was lying down like him, with exactly the same awkward movements.

As expected, the close connection between Seclonfas and John allowed them to be recognized by the Crimson God as a unified entity that maintained the link. The God of Sacrifice, the creator of the ritual, personally experienced the torture He inflicted on the sacrificers.

"My master, my god..."

John paused and added a blasphemous prayer at the end of the corrupter.

"The ominous red mist, the crimson god, the corrupter, the tomb of the stars..."

"Please allow your servant John Camp/Seclonfas to offer the most precious sacrifice..."

The God of Sacrifice does not intend to sit still and wait for death. He understands that it has reached an irreversible point. He can no longer covet the body of the beloved, and must put this blasphemer to death immediately. Taking advantage of his current role as a sacrificer, Seclonfas decided to bring destruction to the warlock.

The ritual incantations are chanted simultaneously.

"The god of sacrifice, Seclonfas, the fragment of the crimson god... / The blasphemer, John Camp, the favored one of the crimson god..."

"All pain returns to deep red."

Both sides waited for the Crimson God's decision, observing each other with eyes filled with hatred. When Seclonfas saw the corners of John Kemp's lips raised, strong uneasiness suddenly welled up in his heart.

The Crimson God made his choice between the two sacrifices.

Soon, the descending tentacles of divine power dragged the God of Sacrifice into the void.

"No!!!" Seclonfas's roar turned into a complete wail after he merged into the crimson vortex. However, this was not obvious among the thousands of whispers already existing in Veltis.

John watched the God of Sacrifice return to the divine power that he thought about day and night, as part of the sacrifice, and shook his head in boredom.

"Obviously, you don't have as much experience in sacrifice as I do, Selonfas."

"Of course I have tested this situation. The blasphemous warlock has no respect for the Crimson God."

"When there are conflicting parts between two sacrifices, the Crimson God will choose the more precious one. For Wiltis, a god is certainly more nutritious than a favored one."

"The god of sacrifice, Seclonfas, is bound by his own rules and dies by his own rules."

"Oh, poor guy."