Chapter 300 God of Disaster

After the female believer finished her sacrifice, she retreated with an excited look on her face.

Then, other believers also began to sacrifice. Each believer came forward one by one, knelt on one knee and raised the black crystal ball in his hand high.

In the mirror, after the God of Disaster took the soul, he would satisfy the wishes of the believers according to the number of sacrifices.

Except for the first female believer who chose to restore her youth, most of the believers of Disaster chose to let the God of Disaster give them power after offering their souls.

"Great God of Disaster, please give me supreme power!"

In front of the mirror, a believer with fanatical eyes raised the crystal ball and sacrificed 30 souls. The God of Disaster immediately responded, and the strange power was like a thread that was poured into the believer's body, and his momentum also rose steadily.

".This power?"

On the side, Enzo's eyes flashed with a trace of solemnity. The power projected from the mirror was vaguely similar to the power of the goddess of night, but it seemed extremely strange. After being given to the believers, it continued to corrode their souls.

"Is this so-called God of Disaster really a heretic god?" Enzo wondered.

Soon, the believers in front had already offered sacrifices, and it was finally Enzo's turn.

"Offer your sacrifice!" The hoarse voice of the God of Disaster came from the mirror.

"Great God of Disaster, please grant me supreme divine power!" Enzo took a step forward and prayed calmly. He knelt on one knee like other believers and raised the black crystal ball.

"100 souls, very good!" The God of Disaster seemed very satisfied and projected a trace of divine power from the mirror.

The strange power like black silk thread slowly poured into Enzo's body. Feeling a breath corroding his soul, he immediately mobilized the magic power in his body to resist and sealed the power of the God of Disaster.

After a while, the sacrifice was over.

"Thank you for the gift of the great God of Disaster!" Enzo stood up calmly, ready to return to his position and find an opportunity to leave the headquarters of the Disaster Cult.

He had already obtained a trace of the power of disaster, and then he could rely on this breath to analyze what the other party was.

However, at this moment!

"What's going on? Why can't I feel your soul?" The doubtful voice of the God of Disaster came from the mirror, followed by an angry roar: "Damn it! You are not my believer!"

"Catch him for me!!"

All the Disaster believers around him cast their eyes on him. Enzo's heart tightened, and the Soul Bone Wand immediately appeared in his hand. When the Disaster believers rushed forward, he suddenly slammed it to the ground.

"Soul Power!"

The silver ripples spread like a tide, and the Disaster believers around him all showed pain on their faces, wailing and screaming and kneeling on the ground, and a voice of exasperation came from the mirror in the center of the hall.

"Waste! All a bunch of waste!"

The next moment, black tentacles emerged from the mirror and waved wildly at Enzo. The surface of each tentacle was covered with fine teeth and eyeballs, and the disgusting shape made people's scalp numb.

Bang!

Black tentacles attacked quickly, and the dark shield appeared in front of him instantly, but it exploded in the next moment. Enzo's expression changed drastically. He quickly raised his wand to block it, but he was knocked away and hit the wall of the hall.

"Mortals who fooled the gods, I will make you pay the price!" The voice of the God of Disaster was low and cold.

Then, the black tentacles waved again, and the densely packed eyeballs on the surface opened, filled with the luster of madness and greed, looking both disgusting and terrifying.

Enzo suppressed the throbbing in his heart and forced himself to calm down.

On the opposite side, the black tentacles had already attacked quickly. He took out the Sword of Night without hesitation, and the sharp blade swept through the air, cutting off three black tentacles in an instant.

Snap!

The black tentacles that were broken from the main body fell to the ground but still twisted wildly. The ink-like blood at the wound flowed out and evaporated quickly, immediately forming a black and purple smoke, which looked extremely weird.

"Plague virus!" Enzo's eyes narrowed.

The black and purple smoke in the air had the same smell as the plague virus. It was obvious that the plague that broke out in the Swamp Principality was planned by the God of Disaster.

In the mirror, more black tentacles emerged!

"We must first solve its body!" Enzo's heart trembled, and he clenched the Sword of Night in his hand. He suddenly exerted force on his feet and rushed forward. The sharp blade cut off the black tentacles that attacked from the front.

In an instant, he had rushed to the huge mirror.

Bang!

He waved the Sword of Night in his right hand to cut off the surrounding tentacles, and swung his left hand with a punch, hitting the surface of the huge mirror, which immediately made a cracking sound, and then a sharp roar came.

"No!!"

As the mirror shattered, the black tentacles all retracted in an instant, and the furious voice of the God of Disaster continued to echo in the hall.

"Damn mortal! How dare you offend the gods? I will make you pay."

The voice of the God of Disaster gradually became ethereal, as if it came from another world. After the mirror as a medium was shattered, his power could no longer be projected to the wizard world, and he could only remain silent unwillingly.

"Lord God of Disaster!"

"Mortal! What did you do?"

There was a burst of terrified shouts around. After losing contact with the God of Disaster, the believers of the Disaster Church seemed extremely panicked and cast angry eyes on Enzo.

"Kill this blasphemer!"

Among the many Disaster Cultists, an old man who seemed to be the leader let out a crazy roar, and then led a group of Disaster Cultists to rush towards Enzo.

However, the next moment!

The Disaster Cultists led by the old man suddenly let out painful howls, and at the same time, a trace of black mist emanated from their bodies, as if they were burning and rotting and disappearing.

"Ugh"

"Ah!!"

The shrill screams echoed in the hall, and souls lost their bodies one by one. On the broken giant mirror, a black vortex seemed to form, swallowing up the souls of all the Disaster Cultists.

After a while, there was silence in the hall.

All the Disaster Cultists turned into ashes, and the huge mirror became fragments. Except for the twisted tentacles on the ground, only Enzo was left standing with a sword.

Huh——

Enzo let out a long breath, then looked around at the ashes floating in the air, and couldn't help but frown slightly, muttering: "Absorbing the power of the gods with a mortal body, although the strength is improved in a short period of time, the soul is also infected by the God of Disaster, and life and death are all in the mind of the God of Disaster."