Chapter 868 The Coming King of Death

"Hehe! Unfortunately, everyone in the royal family, you are still too late! Next, please become one with the great gods in this endless darkness!"

Looking at the vigilant royal guardians with blood-red eyes, the Marquis Winter, who had completely transformed into the form of an ancient Mosasaur, sneered with satisfaction.

At the same time, as his mind moved slightly, a cold and strange dark existence aura suddenly rose from him.

Under the cover of this aura, the posture of the Marquis Winter's body began to twist, and the originally smooth Mosasaur skin became particularly rough and dark. The slender neck now bulged outward in a spindle shape like a flower bud, and then split into nine huge dark red petals and bloomed, and the stamen was a bottomless abyss.

The other marquises also began to transform in the second stage, and a "dark follower" with different auras appeared in front of everyone. The aura of the ninth level of the Gate in the Eye also changed, but they still maintained their human form.

This is exactly the disguise form carefully prepared by the marquises. With the help of some dust extracted from the dark pyramid, they completely transformed the body present, just to mislead the newly revived [Real Curtain] Onichaos.

"Yes, it's finally unsealed..."

Looking at Onichaos who broke the seal and the twisted and weird postures of the marquises, the three guardians headed by the royal family have strangely regained their calm.

"Then, according to the contract with the emperor, we can finally use the final means on the territory of the empire!"

As he said, the head of the three royal guardians [Gray] suddenly had a dark yellow book in his hand, and the cover was as ragged as a rotten throne.

"According to the agreement, we must swear to guard the seal and protect the Gloria Empire."

Beside [Gray], the royal guardian [Star Guardian] smiled slightly and gently twisted his beard.

"But if one day in the future, the seal is about to collapse due to some unexpected factors, and 'that existence' reappears in the main material world. Then, we can also use all the taboos of the royal family to reseal or expel it at any cost."

The only one who can really threaten the extraterritorial gods is another extraterritorial god.

This is the motto left by the chief prophet of the royal family in the ancient magic empire era. After they figured out how to use this book that has existed since who knows when, the plan came into being.

"Now, the seal is broken, and it is the moment of the empire's survival. His Majesty Gloria III has voluntarily dedicated himself to save the empire from danger."

The last guardian [Heart of Darkness] took over the words and looked at the Marquis with an indifferent expression.

"With the blood of the king as a sacrifice, we ask the King of Death who hunts the gods to come and remove this [Real Curtain] from this world."

As the dark doomsday approaches, all beings above the ninth level have more or less sensed it. The marquises have their own plans, and they also have their own plans. Pretending to be unaware is just playing along.

At this moment, sensing the breath of Onichaos and many dark followers in the cave, an invisible wind suddenly swept up, causing this strange book to float into the air against gravity.

The dark yellow pages of the book were opened in the wind. On one of the pages, you can even see an illustration of a hideous face with facial features similar to Gloria III flashing by.

As if it were some kind of strange call, with this book as the core, a huge yellow robed phantom with a strange crown on its head and its face hidden under the layered hood descended from a distant unknown place.

It seemed that the quality of the sacrifice made him very satisfied, and the power of this descending body was extremely amazing. An equally desperate sense of terror and oppression floated in the cave, which had a violent conflict with the breath of Onichaos.

When this huge yellow-robed figure appeared, the fog-like body of Onichaos, which had just broken the seal, suddenly shrank, and the brightness of the dark red light at the core suddenly increased, as if sensing the real threat.

Not interested in the many "little bugs" in the field, the "eyes" of the King of Death were cast on the [Real Curtain] Onichaos, which had just broken the seal. The dark wind with a strong ominous breath swept up, silently wrapped the huge fog sphere, and melted it bit by bit.

The latter's reaction was extremely fierce at this moment, and countless dust-like twisted geometric bodies began to shine violently, bursting out with a little star-like sparks of blazing white light, constantly assimilating the wind into new tiny geometric bodies.

At the same time, the entire fog began to twist and stretch rapidly, extending in the direction of the King of Death, trying to assimilate it in the opposite direction, but it fell into a stalemate.

Seeing the sudden change in the situation on the field, the marquises also fell silent.

They did not expect the royal family to have such a shocking backhand, and the price required was even more incredible.

It costs an imperial emperor to summon once, and it is a bit unclear who is going to betray the country.

But with the appearance of the King of Death, the situation on the field once again entered a delicate balance.

Both sides dared not move rashly, let alone join the battlefield at will, fearing that they would attract the attention of the great existence.

After a while, Onichaos finally took the initiative to break this balance.

After all, he was just a sub-body that was disconnected from the main body and was sealed for thousands of years in one breath. He had just been out of the seal and had to face the descending body of the King of Death in an extremely weak state.

Although his own will was still in a chaotic state, he instinctively felt the crisis.

His body gathered and dispersed unsteadily, and the dark red glow enveloped the marquises with changing auras and the ninth-level people in the pupils, conveying a brief message that made the expressions of the ninth-level people change suddenly.

He needs sacrifices.

If there are no sacrifices for so many "followers", then He can only assimilate some of them to temporarily replenish himself.

"Don't look at me, the gods cannot be spied on. When mortals plan for gods, accidents are inevitable. You should have realized this long ago."

Facing the vigilant and suspicious eyes from the side, Gray Mist remained indifferent.

"Since the gods need sacrifices, please provide them. Providing supplies for Him is also the duty of the followers."

At the same time, as if he had been prepared, Gray Mist took out a sealed ninth-level golden dragon directly from his portable space and sent it into the mist of Onichaos.

However, Gray Mist could take out a ninth-level dragon at will, but others did not have such preparation.

Ninth-order beings are not cabbages. Carrying a sealed ninth-order being in the portable space requires a huge amount of magic power to maintain the stability of the space. Normally, no one would do this.

Except for Marquis Draka and the two ninth-order beings on the side of the Gate in the Eye, who were also well prepared, others simply could not offer such a sacrifice at once.

A marquis decisively withdrew his consciousness and chose to abandon the clone on the scene, wanting to cut off his tail and survive.

The next moment, the ominous dark red light solidified the bodies of these "dark followers" who did not provide sacrifices, like flying insects wrapped in amber.

Then, endless flashing dust swept and gathered, and dispersed again after a moment, leaving no trace.

Gray Mist indifferently withdrew his gaze. He knew very well that the beings that had just been assimilated were completely finished.