Chapter 1503: The King of Fear
A strange incantation sounded from the mouth of the god-level wizard Basham. His voice ranged from low to high, from low to low, to loud like a bell. The entire city of Melu was awakened by his incantation.
Usually at this time, except for some boring nobles, the rest of the people are asleep, and the sudden sound of incantations broke the tranquility of Molu City.
After the altar in front of the god-level wizard Basham was released by the spiritual power of the archangel Tyrell, it began to emit a strange red light.
In this villa, the viscount's family, servants and guards, including the three low-level wizards, seemed to be attracted by their souls in a coma, flying out of their bodies and flying towards the altar.
The entry of dozens of souls made the strange red light of the altar even stronger, and the spell of the god-level wizard Basham continuously expanded the range of this strange red light.
The night covered up the expansion of the strange red light, and those who were awakened fell to the ground before they could even call out.
Everyone who fell on the ground seemed to be asleep, but their breathing had stopped long ago, and their souls had left their bodies, flying into the altar with the strange red light.
A hundred souls, a thousand souls, ten thousand souls, no weeping, no howling, everything was done in the dark night.
The two supreme beings want to plot against a million ordinary people, so how can they make these million people react!
The strange red light is still spreading, and where the red light passes, there is no difference between young people, old people, children, men, women, nobles, and commoners. They are just the energy needed by the altar.
The god-level wizard Basham saw faces one by one in the blood-red altar. They struggled and shouted silently. They looked at him, wanting to know who killed them.
Not everyone was unresponsive to the changes in Molu City. An adventure team was resting in the city. The spell just now had already awakened them. They had been facing danger all the time and immediately made the best response.
The ten members of the adventure team rode on horses and rushed out of the city. They wanted to rush out of this strange city.
Just after riding the horse and running for less than a hundred meters, the horse let out a whine, and then fell to the ground. The team members on the horse fell in the middle of the street without any reaction.
Like the horses, they felt the coercion like a hill. This coercion was just enough for them to bear without hurting their lives, and at the same time, it prevented them from moving a little bit.
The ten people could only watch the strange red light getting closer and closer with horrified eyes, and finally devoured them.
It hasn't been long since the god-level wizard Basham reached the forty-fifth level. He doesn't have a special perception of the power of life like the archangel Tyrell.
If the Archangel Tyrael came to activate the altar, then a million souls, that is, a million souls entered the altar, and there would not be one more soul.
But he thought Basham's god-level wizard should have the same ability as him, and he didn't explain that Basham's god-level wizard's soul must be paid attention to.
In his opinion, the god-level wizard Basham should understand that when dealing with an altar of this level, he must be precise.
The god-level wizard Basham is calm on the surface, but he is not calm in his heart. He can kill gods, launch wars to wipe out dwarves, orcs, and other alien races, but he has never done anything for humans.
He may not have any distinction between good and evil in his heart, but as a member of the human race, his bottom line has always been to protect the human race.
Today he ended his belief with his own hands. He sacrificed the souls of a million people to hell.
So when he was chanting the spell, he didn't pay attention to how many souls there were. He just instinctively kept chanting the spell, covering the entire Molu City.
Although Molu City is said to have a population of one million, in fact, when the two powerful men came to Molu City, the population was 1.1 million, and in just one day, because there was a grand event in Molu City , people from nearby villages and towns were concentrated in Molu City, bringing the population to 1.3 million.
Archangel Tyrael watched the blood red in the altar become more and more intense,
He seems to have seen the lava of hell and the flames of hell.
"Basham, stop, how many souls have you sacrificed?" Suddenly his complexion changed, and he shouted.
The god-level wizard Basham's eyes were a little confused, but he suddenly woke up amidst his cry, and the god-level wizard Basham turned his head to look at him.
"Damn it, how many souls have you sacrificed?" Archangel Tyrell couldn't help asking loudly again when he saw the god-level wizard Basham in this state.
"I don't know, I didn't count!" Basham said, shaking his head.
Archangel Tyrell looked at the altar in horror. He had lost the mind of what to say to the god-level wizard Basham, and only hoped that there would be no major troubles due to the sacrifice this time.
The sacrifices on the altar cannot be changed casually. Hell has always responded equivalently. A million souls are a channel for communication, but if there are too many souls, no one can tell what will happen.
Not everyone dares to experiment with an altar of this level, the opposite is a terrifying hell.
He somewhat regretted cooperating with the god-level wizard Basham, or he should have made it clear earlier.
In fact, at their level, it is impossible to explain everything clearly like teaching juniors, and to maintain enough respect for each other.
He thought it was common sense knowledge, but Basham's god-level wizard didn't know it. This was the knowledge gap between them. Of course, they were the strongest in the two worlds, and the knowledge gap was normal.
It was too late to say anything now, the strange red light had already enveloped the entire Molu city, even if the god-level wizard Basham stopped the spell, it could not stop the souls pouring into the altar.
"Sacrificer, what do you want?" A majestic voice sounded, and this voice echoed in the dead Molu City.
At the same time as this voice sounded, Archangel Tyrael immediately shut up, even trying to shrink his breath.
"I want to tell you a piece of news, the dark world is occupied by a wizard!" The god-level wizard Basham glanced at the Archangel Tyrell, and then said as agreed.
"The dark world is just an abandoned world, if it is occupied, it will be occupied!" The voice said indifferently.
This answer surprised the god-level wizard Basham, and the reaction was completely different from what they had discussed.
And Archangel Tyrell became terrified, because if hell is not interested in the dark world, then there must be some bigger conspiracy.
"Sacrifice, you must be very strange!" the voice continued.
"Isn't the dark world occupied by hell? Why don't you care so much?" asked the god-level wizard Basham.
"It's very simple, because I am more interested in this world. I don't know where you know about the dark world, but I thank you for opening the coordinates of this world, otherwise I would need to search slowly after another ten thousand years.
Last time I found a crack in space, but it was destroyed by someone, and my plan to enter your world was stranded, but today I have hope again. "This voice is full of pride.
"Quick, destroy the altar!" Archangel Tyrael finally couldn't help shouting.
He was a hundred meters away from the altar, and when he yelled, he also accelerated and rushed towards the altar.
Hearing his voice, the god-level wizard Basham struck an electric light towards the altar. He didn't hesitate at all. He believed in the judgment of Archangel Tyrell.
It's just that when the lightning hit the altar, the roar of the soul was heard, and then a dark red shield appeared on the altar, blocking the lightning.
The 1.3 million souls above the altar rushed upwards, directly breaking a gap in the space.
Almost immediately, the nearest god-level wizard Basham felt an evil aura, and he instinctively blessed himself with 'ice armor' and 'energy shield'.
Archangel Tyrael rushed to the altar, and a long sword transformed into the power of light appeared in his hand. He held the long sword of the power of light in both hands, and slashed heavily towards the altar.
He is confident that even if the altar has this shield, he can break through it in an instant.
Just when the Light Force long sword came into contact with the shield, hitting the shield into light spots and dissipating, and when the Light Power long sword continued to slash towards the altar, an arm stretched out from the gap in the space The Force of Light long sword blocked it.
The long sword of the power of light came into contact with the red arm, and there was a sound of energy tearing.
"What a familiar power, Archangel Tyrael, is that you? I have been looking for you for a long time, but I never thought you would hide in this world. Your luck is really great!" the voice said with a big laugh.
"You are the king of fear!" Archangel Tyrael saw the arm and heard what the other person said, so he recognized who it was.
"Haha, Archangel Tyrael, you still remember me, but this time you can't escape, and the whole world will fall under my feet!" The King of Fear said with a smile.
"You are stronger, but in this world you cannot show your full strength, we can still fight with you!" Archangel Tyrell also calmed down at this time, he said in a deep voice.
"It doesn't matter, I can feel that the number of creatures in this world is extremely large. After I enter this world, I will continue to become stronger!" said the King of Fear, his arm blocked the Archangel Tyrell's attack again. After an attack, he continued: "Thank you, there is a tree of life in this world. It is too difficult for me to break through the world barrier from the outside!"
In fact, as early as when the Archangel Tyrell escaped from the dark world, hell sent many strong men to look for him.
Among them is the King of Fear. He found a space crack, but the space crack was too small, so small that he couldn't penetrate his own power into it. At the same time, because that world had the tree of life, it was almost impossible for him to force it into it. .
The eruption of the space rift last time gave him a chance, but before he could use the energy of hell to expand the space rift to the extent of invasion, the space rift was destroyed.
This time he got an excellent opportunity. Someone from the inside of the world used the altar to sacrifice, and it was the kind of sacrifice that had no common sense at all, which directly opened a gap for him.
Here he accidentally met the Archangel Tyrael, his old opponent from a long time ago.
His greatest confidence comes from his strength. After getting the soul of the dark world, his strength has improved a bit, surpassing the strength of the Archangel Tyrell at his peak, so he met the Archangel Tyrell again, and he had already There is no original caution.
The god-level wizard Basham also reacted at this time. Although his real world was severely damaged, he was still able to call a hundred 'lightning' at the same time, and hit the arm of the King of Fear.
Now that the Lord of Fear can only enter one arm, it is his best chance to attack.
"Hey, this world is really amazing, there is such a magical way of cultivation!" The king of fear turned his arm into an afterimage, blocking a hundred 'lightning', and then said aloud.
The god-level wizard Basham did not respond to him, but replaced the lightning spell with a freezing spell and continued to attack.
The Archangel Tyrell also strengthened his attack, constantly cutting on the arm of the King of Fear.
The King of Fear, who was dealing with the enemy with one arm, soon became exhausted. Although his strength was far superior to that of the Archangel Tyrael and the god-level wizard Basham, due to the influence of different world rules, especially because he was an outsider, it made him He couldn't use breath suppression at all.
The constant attacks made it impossible for him to increase the space gap as soon as possible. You must know that the space gap is always healing. At present, he can only guarantee that the space gap opened by his arm will not disappear, but there is nothing he can do to increase the space gap. .
Basham's god-level wizard's freezing spells are more powerful than lightning spells against the King of Fear, or because of the rules of the world, the King of Fear's arm is affected by freezing, and the speed is slower.
This gave the Archangel Tyrael the opportunity to hit the Lord of Terror's arm with multiple attacks, opening several wounds on the arm.
"You have offended me!" roared the Lord of Fear.
He no longer defended, his arm quickly drew a pattern in the air, and then a large amount of blood gushed out from the pattern, flowing towards the ground.
The amount of blood was astonishing, like a river breaching, it soon permeated the entire city of Molu.
1.3 million corpses were soaked in blood. The battle here was still at a stalemate. Not far from the battlefield, the body of a guard was heaving in blood.
Suddenly the corpse's fingers moved, and then the corpse let out a strange cry, and then he stood up staggeringly.
A red light flickered in the eyes of the corpse.
It was a spirit from hell that took possession of the corpse and transformed it into a zombie.
Because it was transformed by the King of Fear himself, the strength of this zombie has reached an astonishing forty-five levels. This is also the reason why this world has rules and restrictions, and can only reach level forty-five.