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After crossing the highest point, gravity also pulls the rocks down quickly.

A strange force rushed towards the flying rocks.

Click!

Wow!

The originally hard rock cracked under the impact of invisible forces.

Even if it is broken into fist-sized rocks, it still has considerable lethality.

They spun and fell, knocking the gathered orcs off their feet.

The orc's scream after being injured made Matthew, who was watching the battle, slightly relieved.

There is still a reaction, which means that there is still self-awareness, which is not the most fatal situation he thought.

However, Matthew was very interested in that strange power. It was not that he wanted to take it for himself, but that he felt a sense of familiarity.

As if aware that Matthew was preparing to destroy the sacrifice, the frequency of the orc shamans' incantations began to increase rapidly.

Boom!

Wow!

The orcs who were in a state of being beaten began to cry in the blink of an eye. The Gulf Territory soldiers, who were originally very happy, all widened their eyes after seeing the next scene.

The orc soldiers gathered together suddenly howled, and their already red eyes turned bright red.

They began to roar like beasts, and their entire bodies began to "change". They became larger, their muscles bulged, and they attacked all living creatures around them like crazy.

The entire orc camp became noisy at an alarming speed.

The orcs fought with each other, entangled together like wild beasts, opening their mouths to bite.

Such a strange scene made even Matthew stunned, not knowing what was going on.

Because the distance was too far, Matthew could not collect more information by observing their situation.

However, Matthew was vaguely aware that a very "familiar" scene must have occurred before a certain high-level being appeared.

Flesh and soul, through the ritual of sacrifice, are transformed into the power of signal beacons.

Then, the being that casts its gaze will spend a certain amount of power to reach this world.

However, what happened next was somewhat beyond Matthew's expectations.

The twisted storm was about to form and envelope the entire orc camp.

A twisted dark figure broke in openly.

With his excellent eyesight, Matthew could clearly see the huge and twisted figure.

The dark brown chitin shell withstood the impact of waves of strange forces. The body, which was nearly 3 meters tall, was covered with various thick armors.

A pair of goat-like horns in the backward curved area showed Matthew his demonic identity.

With such a deceptive and strong body, if an ordinary adventurer encounters it, he will definitely be confused by its appearance.

In fact, although this monster has excellent melee combat capabilities, it is even better at illusions and spells.

They can pretend to be what people think they are, pretend to provide help, and show that they can help each other realize various wishes.

In fact, they are luring the other party into depravity, and finally realizing their wishes in an extremely painful and twisted way.

Thereby breaking their minds and harvesting their souls.

They are one of the most notorious demons - the Enchantress!

Big demon!

Weighs two tons!

Challenge level 19+!

One of the strongest supernatural demons!

At the moment, this enchanted demon that exudes a powerful aura has transformed into an orc and is hiding in the orc camp.

I saw it turning around proudly, revealing its vaguely human-shaped abdomen.

It spread out its four hands at the same time, waving the staff in its hand, bringing the chaotic and twisted power around it into its control bit by bit.

Sun Shengda stepped out and stared at the enchanted demon with vigilance, muttering to himself in disbelief:

"Where did this extraordinary demon come from? What does it want to do now?"

Sun Sheng's whole body glowed with pale golden light, and his shadow echoed that of the enchanted demon in the distance.

There are fewer and fewer orcs who are still awake, and more and more orcs are going crazy.

Some of them noticed the existence of the Bewitched Devil and attacked him like crazy.

Unfortunately, the enchanted devil just waved his hand gently.

The chaotic orcs around them quickly surrounded them.

He ruthlessly raised the butcher's knife against these former compatriots.

The Bewitching Demon let out a triumphant roar, and as he kept waving his staff, the originally surging strange power began to converge into complex and twisted patterns along with the blood flowing on the ground.

Matthew, who sensed something was wrong, ordered the trebuchet to continue firing, and decisively sent a communication spell to the Blood Fortress:

"The extraordinary enchanted demon was found in the Bloody Pass and is conducting some kind of sacrifice."

"Bayland is requesting support!"

"Other orc tribes are very likely to have similar situations."

As soon as Matthew sent out these messages, he heard Yaya exclaiming in disbelief:

"Wow, what does this enchanted demon want to do?"

That weird and huge bloody mark greedily absorbed all the power and souls around it.

It even created a dark cloud out of thin air, covering the sky directly above.

The entire earth began to tremble, and a long and narrow crack gradually expanded in the dazzling deep purple light.

The terrifying power that gathered tens of thousands of orc casualties solidified and expanded this rift little by little.

Burning heat and the pungent smell of sulfur seeped out from this terrifying gap.

The bewitched demon controls thousands of still-dead orcs, lining up to step into the twisting rift.

It felt to Matthew like he was constantly throwing coins into a vending machine.

However, what is being thrown into it now is flesh and blood, and there is no guarantee that something will be spit out later.

In a corner of the orc camp, in a dark hidden tent, Farmir stared at the pale-haired mentor in horror.

The latter's originally wise and handsome face was already covered with wrinkles and black sores.

His whole body was as thin as firewood, and his cloudy eyes were full of despair and pain.

He seemed to want to die, but failed.

I definitely want to live, but I can’t.

Farmir just saw with his own eyes that the orc shaman who had been controlled by his mentor turned into a terrifying enchanted demon in the blink of an eye.

He not only drained the mentor's life force, but also extracted his soul power.

He also took away the mentor’s legendary props and had the key to the door to the starting space!

Farmir, who had done some research and understanding of demons, recognized the purpose of the demon at this time.

That is to open a rift leading to the abyss at the cost of sacrificing the lives and souls of tens of thousands of orcs.

Once the other party achieves this goal, countless abyss demons will pour out of the cracks.

At that time, everything within a radius of hundreds of kilometers will become a living purgatory on earth!

Even if there is a terrifying demon lord or an abyss evil god who shifts his attention here, it is possible that a permanently solidified dark door will be built here.

At that time, the entire material plane may encounter a horrific catastrophe!

The original purpose had been completely forgotten by Farmir.

All she could think about now was how to escape and then notify the Elf Council as soon as possible to deal with this place.

Otherwise, she will become a sinner for the entire elves and even the entire material plane.

She didn't notice that the Bewitching Demon, who had finished casting the spell, was walking towards her!

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