Chapter 198 Star Tomb

"Reading your truth is equivalent to deconstructing the Crimson God."

Lightning pierced through Cycloneface's body, and the red electric light that had not yet dissipated turned into a physical chain. Under the control of the sorcerer, the God of Sacrifice was thrown to the ground.

"Thank you, Old God, you helped me overcome my fear of Him."

[You're welcome. After getting this body, I will also eliminate the fear buried in it. 】

Cycloneface grabbed the chain that ran through his body, and the crimson power reversed along the chain. Lightning was released from the chest of the God of Sacrifice, and the chain hit the sorcerer. A hole that was transparent from front to back exploded in the center of John Kemp's body. The control and use of the crimson power made every attack of them possible for the other party to use.

For the followers and gods of the Undead God, these fatal attacks were just slightly bloody play.

The sorcerer's chest healed quickly, and the crimson spell caused almost no damage to Cycloneface. The God of Sacrifice was much more restrained than the frantically attacking sorcerer. He almost never took the initiative to attack, but only dismantled and counterattacked the attacking spells.

Just like a teacher educating his students, there was a desperate gap between Cyclonfas and John Kemp in the use of crimson spells.

[Is your struggle over? ]

The God of Sacrifice looked at the sorcerer who suddenly stopped. He restarted the sacrifice ceremony at the beginning. While fighting against the sorcerer's spells, Cyclonfas's consciousness erosion did not stop. Although the sorcerer who had died once suddenly enhanced his ability to dispatch the crimson power, which puzzled the God of Sacrifice, the enhanced power of the followers still could not stop the erosion of the God, but could only slow down its speed.

John Kemp spread his hands.

"Yes, it's over. It took me a lot of effort to refine the fourth word of the crimson god."

Cyclonfas could no longer maintain a calm expression. He used all his strength to drive the crimson power to control the erosion of consciousness. However, he did not continue to go deeper, but escaped from John Kemp's mind.

However, this is a futile effort, because...

The ritual cannot be interrupted.

John sensed the movements of the God of Sacrifice.

"The psychic power of the Mind Flayer can isolate the outside world from interference and interpret the essence of God. The group of Mind Flayers can interpret the blasphemous nature of this world according to your guidance, thereby causing the destruction of the country. Of course, I can do the same thing."

"Master the fourth word of the Crimson God through your understanding of His."

"So it seems that you have known the blasphemous prayer of Virtis for a long time."

"Why not use it? Oh, I almost forgot again, you are a ridiculous existence bound by your own rules."

"Let me complete the last step of blasphemy."

The magic circle of the sacrificial ritual was formed by waving his hands, and the sorcerer bent down and saluted respectfully according to the humble ritual movements set by Cyclonfas. He had a hunch that this would be the most successful sacrificial ritual, because both the Crimson God and the God of Sacrifice could feel his sincerity.

What is the fourth word of the Crimson God Virtis? He is a crimson nebula transformed by divine power, a machine that acts according to rules, and a group of undead crazy spirits wailing in the void. The Crimson God is an active and expanding space cemetery.

When John realized the blasphemous prayer, he also understood the ability he gained after blaspheming the Crimson God.

After the blasphemous prayer of Virtis was announced, it could strengthen the next sacrifice ceremony and fix the selected sacrifice as a god!

The target of the sacrifice to Virtis must meet one of the two conditions. One is his own spoils, such as the controlled opponent or his corpse; the other is his own property, including the equipment and props he holds and his own part.

John Kemp did not defeat Cyclonfas and could not meet the first condition. But the erosion of the consciousness of the sorcerer by the God of Sacrifice has penetrated so deeply that they cannot be distinguished from each other, which allows the despicable sorcerer to seize this irreparable disadvantage and use the loopholes in the sacrifice ceremony.

"Veltis..."

"Veltis..."

"Veltis..."

The red light of blood emanated from the magic circle, and the crimson power ignited the sorcerer's robe. All the blood on John's body was drawn out, forming a floating blood ring in the center of the ceremony. The void in the crimson ring transmitted fragmented and vague whispers. Divine power poured out from it, pressing the sacrificer to the spot.

This oppression seemed to change according to the target's physique. John, who was strengthened by dragon blood, felt the same pain as in the weak period, but this time the sorcerer was not dissatisfied at all.

Because not far away, on the other side of the sacrifice ceremony, Cyclonfas was lying like him, with the same embarrassing movements.

As expected, the close connection between Cyclonfas and John made them recognized by the Crimson God as a unified individual who maintained the connection. The God of Sacrifice, the creator of the ritual, personally experienced His torture of the sacrificer.

"My master, my god..."

John paused and added a blasphemous prayer at the end of the Corruptor.

"Ominous red fog, crimson god, corrupter, star tomb..."

"Please allow your servant John Kemp/Cyclones to offer the most precious sacrifice..."

The God of Sacrifice did not intend to sit and wait for death. He knew that it had reached an irreversible point. He could no longer covet the body of his beloved and had to kill this blasphemer immediately. Using his current identity as a sacrificer, Cyclones decided to destroy the sorcerer.

The ritual spell was recited simultaneously.

"The God of Sacrifice, Cyclonfas, the fragment of the Crimson God.../The Blasphemer, John Kemp, the favored one of the Crimson God..."

"All sufferings, return to the Crimson."

Both sides waited for the Crimson God's decision, observing each other with hateful eyes. Cyclonfas saw John Kemp's mouth curled up, and a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart.

The Crimson God made his own choice between the two sacrifices.

Soon, the descending tentacles of divine power dragged the God of Sacrifice into the void.

"No!!!" Cyclonfas's roar turned into a complete wail after he merged into the Crimson vortex, but this was not obvious in the thousands of whispers that already existed in Virtis.

John watched the God of Sacrifice return to the divine power he had been thinking about day and night, as part of the sacrifice, and shook his head in boredom.

"Obviously, your experience in sacrifice is not as rich as mine, Cyclones."

"I have certainly tried this situation. The blasphemous sorcerer has no respect for the Crimson God."

"When there are conflicting parts between two sacrifices, the Crimson God will choose the more precious one. For Virtis, a god is certainly more nutritious than a follower."

"The god of sacrifice, Cyclones, is subject to his own rules and dies from his own rules."

"Oh, poor guy."