Orc Tyrant

The long chanting gradually faded away, wearing a simple wreath on his head, wearing a red cloak, and the naked Diego, holding a gold cup overflowing with blood, slowly opened his eyes.

The rippling scarlet liquid did not come from innocent victims, but from his own dedication.

More blood flowed on the black floor engraved with murder runes. The blood came from the symbol engraved on his back with a sharp blade. This was part of the "New King Ceremony", but it was incomplete.

This is also helpless. Diego is alone, and can only let clumsy mortals assist in the ceremony, which is destined to make the ceremony not as perfect as recorded.

But he himself is not perfect, at such a critical juncture, he can only fight hard.

Taking a deep breath, Diego raised his head and drank the blood in the golden cup, and then two aimless attendants came to him with a huge purple wooden box in their hands.

After drinking his own blood, Diego was obviously nauseous, but he resisted the urge to vomit and stretched out his hand to gently open the lock on the wooden box.

Then, a wave of air gushing from the inside out lifted the lid of the box.

An odd-shaped red long sword with mysterious symbols flashing from beginning to end appeared in the box. At this moment, it seemed to have breathing. With the flashing of the runes, people could feel a surge of vitality.

"With my blood, cast your soul."

Diego chanted the chant and stretched out his right hand to hold the restless sword in his hand.

The moment the long sword started, a strong anger and desire to kill was rushed into Diego's mind with a piercing scream. He thumped back three steps before he stood firm.

The surrounding attendants all fell to the ground, bleeding from seven holes, and died with distorted expressions.

Diago calmed down the blood tumbling in his chest, holding a long sword in one hand and a golden cup of blood in the other, and slowly walked towards the opened door of the shrine, which will lead to a mysterious sanctuary and will be his last fate.

However, just as he was about to step into it, he suddenly stopped.

The sanctuary was completely dark, but Diego stared at the darkness vigilantly, and he could feel something invisible and intangible approaching.

"Who!"

He swung his long sword forward, and all he got was slowly rolling air and dust.

Just when he doubted whether he was overly sensitive, a thick black substance suddenly overflowed from the darkness, instantly enveloping him.

Diego subconsciously mobilized his mental power to try to resist, but he immediately realized something was wrong.

There is no discomfort, no discomfort at all.

There is nothing in this darkness, all he can feel is the boiling and useless anger of the long sword in his hand, "Doomsday Wailing" tries to twist and overwhelm him, just like it overwhelmed many victims.

However, this does not mean that the darkness is illusory. Diego can also feel the other party's squirming on his physical body, but he shields these feelings and retracts his own perception into his heart.

What makes him feel interesting is that its manifestation has been transformed, and its appearance mirrors some kind of alternative nightmares and legends.

So simple, but so scary.

Is there anyone who is not afraid of things that are slippery and creepy in the dark?

Diego is lucky, he lacks the imagination of fear.

After calming down, he found that the source of the original energy pouring into this world was under him. He threw away the dark embrace with a thought, then escaped into the chasm of the abyss, chanting the prayer of Asun in his mouth.

In front of him was the pale echo of a certain familiar power, and this pool of stagnant degenerate energy tended to ossify in the remote space.

He can feel that the billions of roads extending from here are infinitely possible to be linked together by a network of illusory passages, and those roads travel between many worlds.

But this area is corrupt, but there are still many areas shining with golden light scattered in the vast ocean, connecting the entire star sea like silk threads.

Diego had seen from the family classics that this sanctuary seemed to have other functions, but due to the incomplete pages of the book, he could not know what the other mysterious function was.

It now appears that this may be a node of the road.

And this is still extremely mysterious to him.

After liberating his blood, Diego explored many buried ruins, flew over the bottomless abyss shining with flames, fought with nameless and invisible predators, and experienced a huge beyond comprehension. The icy shadow cast by existence.

But he still couldn't understand the nature of these roads.

He realized that he had never discovered these roads because they could not be discovered, and only the breakage of the network here gave him a glimpse of the mystery.

At this time, a strange feeling disturbed his introspection, and Diego raised his head to see a world full of shadows and deceit.

He has entered the spiritual world from the world where his body is without thinking. The space he floats has no shape or dimension, except for anything he wants to construct.

He was standing on a broken ground composed of upthrust and strange mountains, a crazy and barren world.

Colorful storms and black rain lashed on the ground, and blazing lightning scorched the sky with zigzag paces.

The sky was shrouded by a golden line, and the flame surrounded him, and a certain wounded force boiled in it.

The broken mountain range towered high in the distance, and suddenly collapsed again. There was a short-lived wave in the ocean, and then it instantly turned into a desert with dust and memories.

No matter where it is, the earth is always changing. It is an impermanent vortex of creation and destruction, with neither beginning nor end.

Dust and despair erupted from the cracks in the stone. This is the most perfect **** scene that Diego has ever seen.

"Only this is what you can do?"

He said, his words were full of contempt.

"Any stupid demon can conjure these."

Before the words fell silent, the darkness in front of Diego gradually condensed, and countless black spiral coils rolled up, finally forming a shining giant snake with obsidian scales.

It is as light as nothing, unaffected by gravity, its eyes are swirls of pink and purple, and a pair of gorgeous flower-like fleshy wings rise from its back.

The giant snake opened its jaws, revealing venom-drenched teeth, and its forked tongue was shiny.

Its huge mouth is like an abyss full of infinite possibilities, filled with pink mist.

"These ones?"

The giant snake asked, its voice as sweet as honey.

"This is not what I did, it was brought by you... This is done by the soulless."

This obvious lie made Diego laugh, and with a thought, he created a blazing flame cage and imprisoned the giant snake.

"That's it, your deception has no effect on me, your master sent a fool,"

"I know--"

The giant snake twisted his body and hissed:

"So I don't need any deception. I told you that this is not what I did. This is just a portrayal of a certain future. It is waiting for you like a patient hunter."

The flame cage disappeared without a trace, and the giant snake crawled in the air close to Diego, and its fleshy wings changed a million colors in every instant.