Dr. Green Dragon

   Chapter 262 Ceremony (Part 2)

   "Justice? Glory? It's ridiculous!"

   "Just use your useless justice and glory to let everyone in this city know that the ultimate fear has come, and everything here will become the food of the great God of Killing and Fear!"

  This is a dim tower, with the night wind constantly blowing in, the flames of the oil lamps swaying with the wind, and the shadows swaying with them, like dancing demons.

   From the window of this tower, Lucas looked down from afar.

   Although the darkness obstructed his vision, in the distance, the ever-blooming magical flame and divine light, the **** battle between the slaughter demon and the Tethyrs, were all in his eyes.

  Vaguely, those knights, those paladins, the passionate sacred oath, also drifted into his ears.

   An indifferent smile slowly floated up on his face, but his eyes were full of evil and cruelty.

   A gloomy and depressing voice: "Go! Zubaz, it's time for you to kill and release your fears!"

  The slaughtering demon, a demon of this level, although summoned by an evil ritual, it is impossible to obey his orders.

Whether    can directly conflict with them is already affected by the deterrent effect of the God of Fear.

   However, it doesn’t matter if you can’t control it.

  The arrival of the slaughtering demon means the arrival of endless tyranny and slaughter.

   This will naturally contain the most elite forces of the Southern Army!

   Coupled with the offensive of the Black Scale Army outside the city!

   is on their side, continue to unfold the ritual, expand the ritual, let the killing and fear fully bloom, and finally manifest in the human world!

   As the core priest of the Fear Sect, and as the leader of the Twilight Plan in Djibouti City, Lucas did his part to issue instructions.

   His order... but there was no response at all!

   Apart from Ye Feng's whistling, he couldn't even hear the sound of breathing behind him.

   Ben was still brewing a gloomy and cold-blooded bearing, Lucas's eyes could not help wrinkling, and a cold color was revealed.

   Slowly, he turned around.

Behind    are some people in black robes and black armor.

  The dim lights could not illuminate their appearance at all, and they could only be roughly divided into three parts from their clothing and position.

Part of the    is in the middle of the tower. There are about a dozen people, black robes and hoods, which completely cover their faces, and their heights are almost the same, all six feet above. These people stood there, but they were born to devour light, like shadows.

There were three more burly warriors in black armor and face masks, with flails hanging on their waists and huge swords on their backs, with an incomparably ruthless bearing, especially the one in the middle. Brutal, flamboyant! Arrogant! tyrannical!

  There is another one on the opposite side of Lucas, hidden in the deepest darkness. Although this man is also a black robe, although he also wears a hood, and although he can't see his face clearly, the black robe is specially made. There are pockets on the left and right at the waistband. on the stone wall. Vaguely, it seems to be a little joking, with slight contempt, looking ahead, as if watching a play!

   "Humans, never speak to us in a commanding tone."

   "It's not the **** of fear. In our eyes, you are just like the humans outside, just a bug that can be pinched to death at any time!"

   Lucas turned around, and before his sight, in the center of the group of people in black robes, a purple lustrous gaze slowly lifted up.

   His voice was indifferent and his eyes were equally cold, like a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness that could fly out at any time.

Being stared at by this gaze, Lucas couldn't help but feel cold, but soon, as he recited the title of the God of Fear, his expression also became gloomy: "So, you are going to disobey those two adults and Zug. General Er's agreement?"

Although    demons are inherently chaotic, the deterrent power of high tanari to ordinary demons is still sufficient.

  Especially the High Tanari, who was born to be the enforcer of the Demon Legion like the Wolf Snake Demon!

   Hearing the human race on the opposite side, General Zuger was also moved out, and the eyes of a group of shadow demons finally narrowed.

The shadow demon leader Zubaz's eyes changed a few times, but after all, he didn't resist the command, just snorted coldly, and walked directly to the window sill. While squeezing Lucas away, he suddenly raised his black robe, and there was a bat. Generally flew out.

   followed closely, and a group of shadow demons all followed suit.

   In a blink of an eye, they all blended into the night, and even Lucas' line of sight could not capture any trace of them.

  Shadow Fiend, born assassin among demons!

   "I'm going to deal with Earl Hayden!"

   "Sacrificing with the blood of the holy warrior of the brave is exactly what my lord likes the most!"

   The Shadow Demon left, and the three black armored warriors also walked down the tower.

  Only, the mysterious black-robed man facing each other still leaned in the darkness and didn't move. If he hadn't been able to see directly with his eyes, he wouldn't even show his breath at all.

   "Do you have any advice?"

  Lucas looked at this man with a faint expression of taboo.

   He didn't even know the identity and origin of this person, and the archbishop also hinted to him, don't try to test anything!

   But vaguely, he is a bit of a number, and behind this one, I am afraid it should be the key to uniting them in so many aspects!

   "It's enough to have them outside. I'll be with you, guarding here, lest there be any problems with the ceremony altar."

   The voice of the man in black robe was unexpectedly peaceful, like a gentle breeze blowing across his face. If you change your clothes, change to a brighter scene, and say that this voice is from the evil camp, I am afraid that few people will believe it.

  The ritual altar is guarded and sacrificed by the fearful cultists, but since this one said so...

  Lucas also squeezed out a dry smile and nodded lightly: "Then please, Your Excellency!"

   But that said, the two did not go to the underground secret room. With them here, there is no fear of anyone who can sneak into the ground.

   His eyes quickly turned to the slaughter demon again, and sometimes he looked further afield. In the distance, more riots and panic were spreading.

   Shadow Demon's assassination is underway!

   Black Armor is hunting spellcasters too!

   That evil power of darkness, which is full of "massacre" and "war", and vaguely reveals a tyrannical aura of hell...

   "It turned out to be Him!"

  The consciousness of the mind is always diffused, and there is a sudden look in Isaac's eyes.

   Although he still didn't touch it directly, from the nature of this evil holy power, he roughly knew who was behind it.

   This is the "God of Tyrants" who is called "Hell Herald"!

   According to legend, this is a half-brother with the "God of the Brave", but he was born a mortal enemy!

  It is normal for this guy to set foot here!

   There are also rumors. It is said that this person is also related to the great dragon queen. After all, they are all gods of the **** camp...

  Isaac's eyes flickered.

   He believed that the great dragon queen should have not intervened. If the old man wanted to intervene, he would have to use their five-colored dragon envoys in this material world.

   However, it is not just the Dragon Queen who belong to the same **** camp!

   For example, the "Black Moon" that year!

  The Black Moon Sect and Tethyr also have the most direct contradiction!

so……

   "Which one will be here?"

   His eyes turned to the other direction of the mind horizon, but after a moment of thought, he slowly shook his head.

  Should not be!

   The priest of the Black Moon Sect, he had met in Mailamat back then.

   is obviously very different from the smell of this person.

   However, he is not in a hurry to unveil it. Since these people are arranged here, they will always show up sooner or later.

   He wasn't in a hurry to push himself across from these people.

   At most, when the timing is perfect, it is enough for the frost giant to show his face, and even if he can hide his face, it is best not to reveal his identity in the form of a frost giant!

   It has always been his favorite to sit and watch other people beat to death!

  Even though, this time it wasn't him who was secretly manipulating something!

   "Set up the altar first!"

   "Look at this situation, if the Tethyr reinforcements are too late, the city may fall tonight!"

   "The believers of the **** of fear, the believers of the **** of tyrants, and those demons are all fond of killing and slaughtering. Only this time is enough for the sacrificial ceremony!"

Turning around, he saw a blood altar in front of him, and there were quite a few corpses hanging on the altar, and the blood was still dripping. what special means.

   In front of the altar, a statue of the God of Fear is enshrined, surrounded by dozens of people in blood robes.

   The blood robes of these people are really infected with blood, and they stink.

   But at this moment, these people are all standing motionless.

   did not die, but his mind was controlled by a strong temptation!

   This is an underground altar, but it is not on the side of the tower. Grasping the flow of fearful thoughts, his mind can easily find out where the six altars are.

   Five of them are distributed in a pentagram, and on the other side of the tower, it is in the center of the pentagram.

   With the slaughter of the slaughter demon, with the attack of the shadow demon and the dark guard, with the mad attack of the black scale army.

In Isaac's induction, the panic in the city could no longer be suppressed. The entire city seemed to be shrouded in layers of clouds. The clouds were still accumulating and getting heavier and heavier. This was the reason for everyone's fear. change.

  If it is said that the invisible cloud of thought trends above Tessel's coronation ceremony is the belief and belief of all people.

   The invisible cloud covering the city at the moment is the fear of killing in the hearts of the people, and it is the ideological trend that condenses all fears.

  This trend of thought is continuously flowing to the six altars, and their influx, the statue in front of the altar, has gradually begun to have a real conceptual atmosphere in Yayoi.

  The only thing that can interfere with them is the location of the churches in the city.

   sensed all of this, and observed the structure of the altar.

  Isaac's eyes gradually had a direction.

   "Maybe it's not necessary to completely change them!"

   "I just need to intercept what is needed for blood sacrifice."

   "Although it will have a big impact on this fearful ritual, it should still allow them to continue!"

   "Only if they can continue, can they continue to influence Tethyr!"

   As for how to transform the altar of the five-pointed star into a hexagonal altar for sacrifice to the "King of Wrath", and at the same time to keep it running, and even to hide the fear from the outsiders...

   His eyes turned to the fear **** statue.

   The tyrannical breath of this evil **** can make all living beings fear, but he who has dealt with the concept of gods too much is obviously not one of them.

   "With this statue as the core, and then with the power of my heart, I will guide the flow of fear..."

   "The probability of success should not be small."

  Even if he doesn't succeed...it's nothing more than hurting others, his own purpose can still be achieved!

  In this case, there is no need to keep these guys!

   With such a thought, he quickly conceived of a transformation and a follow-up.

   Soon, Isaac had a miniature treasure chest in his hand, and he stroked it with his hand. In the void, another large treasure chest was summoned.

  …

   The night sky of Djibouti has been shrouded in blood!

   It was supposed to be a silver moon, but the misty light fell on the city, and it turned out to be bone-chilling cold.

   There is blood and chaos everywhere! There is fighting and death everywhere!

After all, the Steel Soul Knights failed to stop the slaughtering demon, especially after the Shadow Demon and the Dark Guard appeared, as the casters among the professionals were disturbed by them, and even sniped, the Steel Soul Knights would give up their lives and forget to die. , After all, it still can't stop the terrifying power of the slaughtering demon.

Even Earl Hayden was attacked by the leader of the dark guards and fell under the giant claws of the slaughter demon, and even, as the most delicious prey on the battlefield, was torn out of the battle armor by the tyrannical demon, thrown into the mouth.

  City, completely collapsed!

   But, except to gather at the church and pray, they couldn't even escape.

   The black scale army outside the city is attacking furiously.

   Influence and attack from both inside and outside, the defenders are also in jeopardy.

   Panic has reached the extreme!

   Thoughts even affect reality!

   Above the city, the blood-colored mist erodes the purity of the moonlight.

  As the fog spreads, the evil desires of the human heart are also distorted in fear.

   Raid! Kill! Lust! Fall!

   And all this...

   The location of the underground altar.

   has completed the makeover of the blood pool and evil altar.

   In the blood pool, there is a steady stream of blood that is gathering, and those people in blood robes have also fallen into it.

   Above the altar, Frostfire Roar has also been erected in the center.

  Isaac himself, on the side of the statue of the God of Fear, guided the integration of the stream of thoughts with the power of his heart and through the breath of the statue.

   Sensing the evil distortion of this fearful thought...

   His eyes could not help but wrinkle secretly.

   is not frowning at the change of people's hearts, the green dragon's nature likes to manipulate people's hearts to fall, and such aberration is actually more in line with the nature of green dragons.

   What really made him frown was that with the distortion of this evil thought, the aura of that concept seemed to have undergone a little strange change on the statue that was being manipulated by him.

  Let him have changes that are a little hard to grasp!

   "What are these guys doing this ritual?"

"not……"

  's eyes were faintly changing, and even... the idea of ​​​​whether or not to overturn it, lest the gutter capsize, all quickly surfaced.

   But at this moment of change.

   Above the sky, a blue electric light suddenly shone, and two figures appeared from the void.

   A crimson robe and a blue-light staff.

One is wearing chain armor, which is still damaged everywhere, and his momentum is weakened, but he is holding the sword of holy light. A wave.

   Exactly, Archbishop Derek and Prith Archbishop of the Church of God of the Brave!

   That sword of holy light is also the holy artifact of the Church of the Brave, the "Dreadnought Sword"!

   The two of them teleported over one by one, and when they saw everything in the city, their expressions changed drastically.

   And they appeared almost at the same time.

  Isaac who was thinking about whether to lift the table, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

   A voice, the voice that sounded directly in his soul!

   "The blasphemy against the gods, even the evil gods, is intolerable to any gods!"

   "Little guy, it's time for you to turn around and go the right way!"

   (end of this chapter)