Chapter 647: Conferred God Ceremony

"Shayuan is approaching the inner city step by step." Before Mu He could speak, Mo Fan's voice sounded.

Mo Fan's words stirred up huge waves in everyone's hearts, as if all internal organs were smashed to pieces!

Shayuan is approaching the inner city! !

Zhu Meng was the first to react, recalling the few times Sha Yuan appeared before.

The first time was at the end of the Shawang River, which is to the west of the ancient capital, six to seven hundred kilometers apart.

The second time it appeared in Xianchi, which was already a dangerous village!

The third time was 30 kilometers away from Beiwai City, only 30 kilometers away from the city!

But this time, it appeared directly in the city. Even though the northern city had been swallowed up by the ocean of undead, Shayuan was indeed approaching step by step!

Once this evil abyss, which can easily wipe out even the Lord of the Shackles, appears in this inner city that accommodates millions of refugees...

Zhu Meng trembled all over his body, his pupils dilated to the point of bursting, he could no longer imagine this scene! ! !

"The next time the Shayuan space drifts will be the time for all of you to die, whether it is ordinary people in this city full of cockroaches and mice, or you high-ranking mages, all of you must die, all of you must die!!!

"Hahahaha, the grand ceremony, at that time will be the grandest and most glorious moment of our Holy See's grand ceremony, and our Lord Sarang will also be crowned as a god in front of this grand ceremony, and everyone will surrender at the feet of Lord Sarang Death God, surrender For his great wisdom and creativity!"

Hujin's frenzy and madness formed a sharp contrast with the silence and despair of the entire bell tower mages.

Shayuan, it turns out that this is the next plan of the Black Vatican.

No wonder Zhang Xiaohou saw Mu He near Shayuan, it turned out that they managed all of this... Faced with such a situation, would anyone still think that Sa Lang and his men are just a bunch of mobs? ?

This Sarang is really a god of death, the dark god who created death! !

In his eyes, life is beyond description, and a millennium is nothing more than a venue for a grand ceremony. The overwhelming army of undead surrounded him to climb the stairs, and the city was filled with millions of people. Many supreme mages from the Magic Association Despair and death, as the brightest red carpet, let him walk up the stairs on this carpet of death and condensed fresh mangosteen, surpassing this peerless funeral ceremony to become a god in one fell swoop,

Let the whole world tremble at his means and brilliance, and surrender! ! !

Grand ceremony, this is the grand ceremony of the Black Church Sarang's apotheosis! ! ! !

Sha Yuan is so terrifying, but will Sa Lang's heart be scary in the end? ? ?

Standing on the bell tower, the Great Deacon of the Black Vatican, Hujin, was already facing north to worship. His absurd piety made people speechless. , this god of death who used this grand ceremony to tell the world his name as Sarang is here! ! !

Han Ji regretted it, and his ashen heart began to regret it.

If the decapitation plan is carried out, the city of millions of people will be destroyed, and Sa Long will also be destroyed... This person, who has no room for fear, is really a death god through and through!

However, what is the use of regretting now?

The ocean of undead surrounds the inner city, Shayuan may appear in the center of the inner city before the next dawn, and the small inner city will be completely swallowed by this hell furnace, including millions of city residents...

Tears fell frantically, and Han Ji fell to his knees on the ground. At this moment, a generation of magic geniuses completely turned into a helpless old man.

"Sa... Sa Lang, take whatever you want, but... I, Han Ji, please... please let the people in this city go." Han Ji's voice was trembling.

The dignified president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, the peerless magic in his body seemed to be in vain, and all he could do was beg and beg.

All the high-level officials looked at Han Ji in disbelief. Han Ji, who has never compromised with any dark forces, actually made such a move, pleaded with the Black Vatican, and knelt down to Cardinal Sa Lang. His heart had been stepped on. How cheap is that, how messy the spirit is going to burst? ? ?

The mystical white man stood there with empty eyes.

It turned out that I had no contact with the real plan of the Black Vatican at all, and it turned out that I lost so badly!

The tomb of the ancient king is under the evil abyss, which cannot be stopped.

Shayuan also drifted the space to the inner city, and the entire inner walled city would be dragged into the abyss of hell.

The so-called hope is to let everyone no longer have a little hope, and be prepared to become a bloody awareness of the Black Holy See Grand Ceremony.

The white man of the Mysterious Society glanced at the released high-ranking officials, each of them had the same despair and blankness as everyone else, but he knew very well that one of them was already laughing wildly in his heart, laughing like a devil kicking this place. The city is under the feet of black iron rings!

"It's useless, President." The mysterious white man slowly floated up to Han Ji.

If Sa Long really wants to trample on the majesty and dignity of the Magic Association for thousands of years, then he has already done it.

Just like what the head deacon Hujin said wildly, Sa Long wanted to become a god, and to become the god of death that shocked the whole world, he had to bloom this grand ceremony and destroy the whole city.

I don't know how long this grand ceremony has been planned.

The secrets unearthed by the Black Vatican are far more than what their Magic Association knows.

They know the secrets of Dangerous Village, the relationship between Bocheng and Dangerous Village, the secrets of Shayuan, and how to control Shayuan...

Waiting to die, is it really waiting to die? ?

The mysterious gray-and-white man supported Han Ji, and his eyes kept scanning the released high-level officials, but there was no flaw in this.

What's more, knowing that the so-called house arrest is actually a collective execution, will those high-level officials really be arrested without a fight? ?

Everyone has the desire to survive, even if the guard mage arrests and executes these people now, the person who fights hard and fights in the end may not be Sa Lang, but his own people will lose both.

Just when the mysterious gray and white man was extremely desperate and furious, a guard mage slowly walked over and handed the mysterious gray and white man a short note.

The mysterious white man opened the note, and when he saw a symbol on it that only he could understand, his eyes shook a little...

This person finally brought the news!

The mysterious gray-and-white man read it quickly, and the expression on his face changed little by little according to the words written on it. Finally, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Hope, this line of words is the real hope! !

The white people of the Mystic Society immediately locked their eyes on Fang Gu, Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou and others, but once they considered that Sa Lang was still among them, they immediately whispered a few words in Han Ji's ear.

Han Ji's empty eyes also had a gleam of light.

"Really? Is this person trustworthy?" Han Ji asked.

"Absolutely believable!" The white man of the mysterious society said with certainty! !

"But, can they really do it?" Han Ji said.

"I have no other choice, I have to give it a go, no matter how slim the hope is, it is still hope!" the gray-white man said firmly. (www.. )