Chapter 518 Devour

Swish!

As the blood flowed, there was a sound, and only a skeleton was left on the ground where the old furious warrior had stood.

Other furious warriors knelt down around him.

"Please... please forgive us, the great blood-killing god."

The horrifying scene in front of him made the most loyal furious warrior, Kok, tremble in his heart. The blood in front of him kept surging upwards, and gradually gathered into a humanoid creature.

The next moment, Sayenu appeared in the same place.

He was still wearing red armor, with a ghost mask on his face, and a crimson divine power emanating from his body, but his eyes were full of desire.

"Blood-killing God?"

"Lord Blood-killing God!!"

The furious warriors kneeling on the ground shouted in surprise. Even though the Kingdom of Hyrule was a powerful force that had seen tyrants, the arrival of the true body of the blood-killing god still shocked them greatly.

"Please... forgive the Kingdom of Hyrule!"

Kok suppressed the throbbing in his heart, knelt at the feet of the Bloodthirsty God, and said with a trembling voice.

The Bloodthirsty God had no expression on his face.

After a while, he spoke faintly, "Get up, my most loyal believer, the Bloodthirsty God will never abandon his people."

Kok stood up excitedly and said, "Please give guidance to the Kingdom of Hyrule! Great Bloodthirsty God."

The evil ghost army fought everywhere, bringing strong oppression to the war ghosts.

Not long ago, the Kingdom of Brun in the south had fallen. If the evil ghosts followed the marching route, the next one to come would definitely be the Kingdom of Hyrule, and even with the steel fortress, it would definitely not be able to resist.

"Guide?"

The Blood-Slaying God's eyes flashed with a thoughtful luster, and he murmured as if talking to himself: "The drastic changes in the world are all caused by wizards. The breath of the God of Disaster has completely disappeared!"

"Next, is it my turn?"

Sayenu's face was as gloomy as water, and the luster in his eyes gradually became firm. He looked at the furious warriors of the Kingdom of Hyrule and said in a deep voice.

"The end of the world is coming. Only by gathering all the forces together can we have a chance to stop the end of the world!"

Hearing the words of the Blood-Slaying God, the furious warriors were shocked.

The end of the world is coming?

Could it be that the anomalies in the past ten years, the fall of the tyrants of the major kingdoms! The rise of the evil ghosts! The disappearance of the black fog season! Are all signs before the end of the world?

"What should we... do?" Gejier crawled on the ground and asked tremblingly.

This is also the question in the hearts of other furious warriors of Hyrule. What do they need to do to prevent the coming of the end of the world?

Sayenu did not answer, but a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes, and his eyes lost their luster when he looked at the blood warriors of the Hyrule Kingdom.

"Everything!"

As the cold syllables were uttered, the figure of the Blood God seemed to be liquefied and shattered, and the bright red blood spread all around.

The next moment, the door to the entrance of the hall closed.

Before the furious warriors could react, the blood flowing on the ground had already surged and spread to the entire hall, instantly swallowing everything and turning the hall into a blood-red color.

"Lord Blood God?"

Kok couldn't help but stand up, looking at the surging blood around him, and felt a little fear in his heart. The old furious warrior who was swallowed by the Blood God not far away was only a skeleton.

Then, the blood surged again.

As if it had life, the blood in the hall surged towards the furious warriors. The one-eyed furious warrior, Gejier, changed his face, instinctively felt uneasy, and the blood power in his body suddenly broke out.

Hualala!

However, the power of blood and qi is the extraordinary power bestowed by the Blood-Slaying God on the War Ghosts. Since it can be bestowed, it can also be taken away.

As blood covered Gejier's body, a shrill scream rang out. Not far away, Kok's eyes widened, and he witnessed the process of Gejier turning into a skeleton under the blood.

At this time, Kok finally understood what the Blood-Slaying God had answered before meant.

"Evil God! He is an evil god!"

Next to him, another furious warrior's voice trembled. Seeing his companion being devoured by the Blood-Slaying God and turned into a skeleton, his faith in the Blood-Slaying God collapsed instantly.

Plundering the power of blood and qi!

Devouring his own believers!

What is the difference between this behavior and the evil god, or in other words, the definition of gods is not divided into good and evil. Even in the eyes of the War Ghosts, the Blood-Slaying God and the God of Disaster represent two extremes, but in fact, there is no difference in the essence of the two.

Because, in their eyes, weak mortals are like ants!

"Help!"

"No!"

"Get out of the way!"

In the hall, the screams of the furious warriors continued to ring out. One after another, the furious warriors were devoured by blood and turned into a pile of bones. Even the most loyal furious warrior Cork was no exception.

Trample, trample, trample!

Hearing the sound coming from the direction of the palace hall, a guard composed of red-striped warriors in the Kingdom of Hyrule rushed over.

"Get out of the way!"

The red-striped warrior holding a giant axe slashed at the closed iron door of the hall. Even though the power of blood and qi had exploded, it still failed to open the door.

Until ten minutes later.

The screams in the hall had disappeared, and the guards felt a chill on their backs. They didn't know what happened inside that made the furious warriors wail.

The next moment, the door opened automatically.

The guards took a few steps back and looked into the hall. They saw a ball of surging blood, which gradually turned into a humanoid creature, and behind him were a pile of white bones.

"Kill... the blood-killing god?"

The red-striped warrior holding a giant axe looked at the figure wearing red armor and a ghost mask, and spoke hesitantly.

Sayenu remained silent.

Feeling the divine power restored by devouring more than a dozen furious warriors, a strange smile appeared on his face under the mask.

"If we continue like this, the damage suffered in the battle of the Dark Forest will be restored soon!" Sayenu muttered to himself.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the guards, with a greedy gleam in his eyes.

...

At the same time, the Sollu Plain.

The Rock City, once the site of the most powerful Gaosuo tribe on the plain, was now silent, and the smell of blood filled the surroundings.

In the distance, a shadow turned into a human form.

"The breath of crimson divine power, the blood-killing god has appeared here!" On the spot, feeling the remaining crimson divine power in the air, Enzo's eyes flashed with a gleam.

Even though he had not yet entered the Rock City, one thing was certain, the blood-killing god had appeared here, and left a trace of crimson divine power.

Then, Enzo entered the Rock City.

The only city that was once the most prosperous in the plains is now empty, and what you see is a dilapidated scene.

Enzo continued to move forward, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger.

Not long after, he came to the central square of the Gaosuo tribe. Looking at the scene in front of him, Enzo couldn't help shrinking his pupils and frowning slightly.

Not far away, on the square.

The place where the God-given stone tablet originally stood has been occupied by a huge pool. The blood in it has dried up, leaving only a strong bloody smell.

And around the blood pool.

The bodies piled up into a small hill. They were all women from the Gaosuo tribe. They cut their wrists and bled out of their bodies. Under the pool of blood, there was a strange symbol, as if some kind of ritual had been performed here not long ago.

Enzo's eyes flickered.

Then, he looked at another place. There were white tigers scattered around. Judging from their size, they should be blood warriors from the Gaosuo tribe. Compared with those women, they also lost blood, but were swallowed more cleanly.

"Blood-killing God..." Enzo muttered to himself.

Then, he slowly closed his eyes. As the magic power was released, illusory crows flew out of his body, turning into countless rays of light, outlining an illusory interlaced light and shadow.

Enzo opened his eyes and looked over.

In front of him was a scene that seemed like a projection. At this time, one of the derivative abilities of the Phantom Crow Thousand Spirits was to trace back the light and shadow through magic power to obtain some information.

In the picture of interlaced light and shadow.

That was the scene that happened a few days ago. The Gaosuo tribe was holding a sacrifice. All the tribesmen gathered under the God-given stone tablet to pray and offer sacrifices to the great God of Blood Killing.

It has been ten years since the God of Blood Killing lost contact with the War Ghost Clan. During these ten years, too many unusual things have happened in the world. The Gaosuo tribe, which lost its leader Okalun, has lost its position as the ruler of the Sollu Plain.

In this situation, the Gaosuo people can only continue to sacrifice to the God of Blood Killing in order to get a response. However, the uninterrupted prayers for ten years have been in vain every time.

Even some Gaosuo people have given up.

If it weren't for the current leader Ramam, who insisted on his belief in the God of Blood Killing, I'm afraid the Gaosuo tribe would have given up the act of sacrifice long ago.

In the picture of interlaced light and shadow.

It seemed to be just an ordinary sacrifice, and even the sacrifice was just an ordinary goat. The sacrifice was in vain for ten years. Even if the Gaosuo tribe did not give up their belief in the God of Blood Killing, they would no longer try to please the God of Blood Killing by blood fighting sacrifices.

Under the God-given stele, Lamam's face was serious.

The oldest man in the Gaosuo tribe had wrinkles all over his face at this time. His blood and qi had declined to the extreme. He even needed to rely on crutches to stand. Only his turbid eyes were shining.

"The sacrifice begins!"

As Lamam's old voice sounded, the Gaosuo tribe also began the sacrifice. In the eyes of most Gaosuo people, this ordinary sacrifice had almost zero chance of getting a response from the God of Blood Killing. If it weren't for Lamam's insistence, it would not have been carried out at all.

However, as the sacrifice began, Lamam's eyes suddenly showed a glimmer.

"God... God-given stele!!"

Lamam raised his arms tremblingly, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face, his emotions became excited, and a luster burst out of his turbid eyes.

Not far away, in the central square.

On the surface of the God-given stele, fine cracks appeared, and bright red blood flowed out from it. The next moment, the stele also shattered.

Rumble!

With the sound of a distant sound, the ground collapsed, forming a deep pit like a pool. In the deep pit, blood condensed into a human figure with a ghost mask on his face.

"Blood-killing God!!!"

Lamam's eyes were excited, his whole body trembled, and his old body quickly knelt on the ground, making a sound like calling.

All around, there was silence.

Ten years of prayers were not answered, but the Blood-killing God suddenly descended on the Gaosuo tribe. The sudden surprise shocked everyone.

However, the surprise soon turned into fear!

The blood-killing god emerged from the blood pool, his whole body bathed in blood. He had no majesty of a god, but was like a devil from hell, full of greed and desire.

"Blood! I want blood!"

In the blood pool, Sayenu whispered, and then turned into a ball of blood, spreading around, instantly devouring several blood warriors, turning them into white bones.

A terrified scream came.

In the scene of light and shadow, the picture began to become chaotic. The blood-killing god, who turned into blood, was rampant in the rock city, devouring one blood warrior after another.

All around, there were women fleeing in panic.

The blood-killing god who devoured several blood warriors seemed to have regained a trace of reason, and a pair of scarlet wings stretched out from behind, floating in the air.

"Give everything for me!"

Sayenu's tone was indifferent, the scarlet wings trembled slightly, and the scarlet divine power turned into red mist, spreading towards the rock city.

The red mist seemed to have the energy to bewitch people. The Gothic women shrouded by the red mist became numb and stiff, and involuntarily returned to the central square.

"Yes! That's it!"

In mid-air, Sayenu's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and his tone was full of bewitchment. He murmured, "Give me every drop of your blood!"

Below, the women controlled by the red mist cut their wrists, and blood flowed into the blood pool, and the bloody smell gradually spread.

On the spot, Enzo frowned slightly.

In the interlaced picture of light and shadow, the behavior of the God of Blood Killing was very similar to that of the God of Disaster. Both of them restored themselves by devouring believers, but the God of Disaster devoured evil and evil beasts at the beginning, while the target of the God of Blood Killing was the War Ghost Clan, who was regarded as his people.

In a moment, the Rock City fell into a dead silence!

All the women of the War Ghost Clan cut their wrists and bled to death. As for those blood warriors and red-striped warriors, they were devoured by blood and turned into white bones.

In the picture, Sayenu's eyes flashed with a gleam of satisfaction. After devouring the entire Rock City's war ghost tribe, he regained some of his divine power.

Suddenly, Sayenu raised his head.

"Hello, wizard!"

Sayenu's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "There will be a decisive battle between you and me. Ten years of dormancy have allowed me to recover from my injuries. Next, my divine power will return to its peak. If you don't want to be killed by me, go back to your world!"

"Otherwise! I will let you understand the horror of the wrath of the gods!"

As soon as the voice fell, the next moment.

The picture of light and shadow shattered in vain, turning into particles of light and disappearing, as if they had never appeared.