Chapter 285 The Watery Witch

In the depths of the dark forest.

Four black wizards sat around the altar, their faces flashing with fanaticism.

Their figures were twisted and weird under the weak candlelight, and the air was filled with the breath of black magic and ancient spells.

Tonight, they were no longer simply looking for a soul, but had their eyes fixed on the mysterious island in the distance.

"We need to sacrifice the entire island!"

The thin wizard said in a hoarse but firm voice, his eyes burning.

He pointed to the yellowed old map, which marked the location of the island, and surrounded it with complex runes drawn in blood.

"Only by sacrificing this land can we summon the demon sleeping in the abyss."

Another burly, bearded wizard smiled coldly: "But the island is full of water spirits and protectors. We need a bait to lure them away."

"I have a way." The long-haired wizard smiled slightly and took out a small gem that flashed green light from his arms.

"This crystal can confuse any water spirit. As long as it is thrown into the lake, they will be attracted."

"Good idea!" The thin wizard nodded excitedly, "When they all gather, we can cast a spell to plunge the entire island into darkness."

The last old wizard listened quietly, he slowly stood up and looked up at the night sky,

"Sacrificing the entire island means that countless lives will be devoured. We must be prepared to face the violence and chaos after the devil's arrival. But if successful, it will also greatly enhance our strength!"

The four black wizards looked at each other, and the evil thoughts in their hearts grew more and more.

Under that shadow, they could no longer suppress their inner desire for power and destruction.

As the preparations for the ceremony progressed, the island seemed to sense the impending uneasiness, and a low and dangerous sound of waves came from afar.

"Tonight, let this land be our key." The thin wizard gritted his teeth and said.

As the night deepened, the four black wizards decided to launch their plan and summoned members of the entire organization.

They gathered beside the ancient altar, surrounded by a secret and dark wood.

The air was filled with tension and excitement, and everyone knew that tonight would be the night that would determine their fate.

"Everyone go!" The thin wizard ordered loudly, and his voice echoed in the silent forest.

Following his order, various black-robed wizards emerged from the shadows, holding wands, spells and various magic tools, and all of them looked fanatical.

"Get ready, go!"

The long-haired wizard commanded the magic apprentices in the organization, and they began to draw complex and mysterious runes on the ground.

As the runes were gradually completed, everyone's figures were hidden.

The members couldn't wait to step into the mysterious island, burning with a desire for power and conquest.

"Let's go!" The burly wizard roared and strode onto the island.

A gust of cold wind blew in their faces, and at the same time, they felt a strong sense of uneasiness and resistance.

The moonlight on the island fell, like silver waves rippling gently.

However, under this tranquility, countless protectors lurked.

Water spirits, ancient guards and other powerful creatures are watching all this vigilantly.

"Deploy in teams! Find water spirits and lead them away." The long-haired wizard quickly gave orders.

They were divided into several groups, some were responsible for casting confusing spells, and some were ready to fight to deal with the possible island guards.

However, just as they began to make arrangements, the peace on the island was broken.

A stream of light flashed by, and a young and powerful witch walked out of the woods. She was wearing a green cloak and holding a scepter that emitted warm light.

"You can't hurt this island!" She said firmly, "This is where our power and faith are, you will not succeed!"

The black wizards exchanged glances with disdain.

"Ridiculous! Do you think you can stop us?"

The thin wizard sneered, "Tonight, we will sacrifice this island, and you can't do anything!"

The witch closed her eyes slightly, and she felt the natural forces around her constantly gathering.

Behind her, the water on the island began to surge, and a blue halo gradually emerged - this was the instinctive reaction of the power of nature to the invasion of the dark forces.

As the witch sang the song of nature loudly, a violent storm swept around the island in an instant, and the evil magic in the black robe was also unfolded, and various magics were intertwined in the air.

As the battle broke out, the black wizards and the guardians of the island launched a fierce battle.

The air was filled with the breath of magic, and spells and spells intertwined in the night sky, as if covering the entire island with a strange glow.

The black wizards mercilessly released their powerful dark magic. The thin wizard first waved his staff, and a black lightning streaked through the night sky and hit a water spirit directly.

The water spirit had nowhere to escape. After being hit, it let out a wail and then turned into ashes.

The surrounding island guards saw their companions die tragically, and anger and fear intertwined. They fought back desperately, using water and natural forces to fight against the invaders.

But despite the witches leading the resistance, there were only a few protectors on the island, and the dark wizard organizations poured in like a tide.

Spell after spell was cast, turning the beautiful island into a mess.

Huge rocks were turned over, trees were knocked down, innocent creatures were slaughtered in the melee, and everything became extremely tragic.

The witch tried her best to support the land, and she summoned the power of nature with her scepter.

But as the storms swept over, she clearly felt her power gradually draining away, and the dark wizards obviously did not intend to show her mercy.

"Come on! We must end this!" roared the long-haired wizard, who could no longer tolerate the people who interfered with their evil plans.

At the same time, the lakes on the island began to roll. Under the influence of countless creatures and the aftermath of the battle, these lakes were like angry seas, blasting the dark forces into pieces.

However, these struggles only brought more death and despair-a young water spirit tried to rescue his injured companion, but was knocked down by a huge shadow.

In its desperate and shrill wailing, most of the creatures on the island fell into permanent silence.

"No one can stop us!" said the thin wizard coldly.

He looked at the island that had turned to ashes and everything that was once full of life and vitality but now only had wreckage.

The coldness and arrogance in their hearts grew higher and higher, and they were eager for endless power as if they were about to devour the entire land.

"The sacrifice is about to begin!"

In the end, countless lives were ruthlessly destroyed, and all the beauty and purity on the island turned into nothingness.

After the massacre, only a mess remained, and the once lush and vibrant island has now become a bloodstained, dead and barren land.

The witch was exhausted. She looked at the broken things around her, and helplessness and despair filled her heart.

"Why... why is it so cruel?" She murmured to herself, but no one responded.

Before that bloody and tragic scene, she knew that she could no longer stop it, and could only pray silently that those lost lives could find peace.

In this way, under the cover of the dark night, the island was eclipsed in the massacre and despair, and could never restore its former glory.

The night sky was covered with dark clouds and the wind was howling, as if foreshadowing some ominous fate for the upcoming sacrifice ceremony.

Four dark wizards stood in the center of the broken altar, their faces illuminated by the candlelight, making them look even more sinister.

The thin wizard raised his staff high and chanted an ancient and forbidden spell in a low voice.

"The sacrifice begins!"

His voice echoed on the empty island, like a heavy and desperate bell.

As the spell was recited, a blazing fire ignited around the altar, and the flames flickered with an ominous light intertwined with black and red.

The four dark wizards gathered their strength together, and dark energy wrapped around the altar like filaments, completely surrounding it.

Behind them, the creatures on the island who were captured for sacrifice struggled helplessly and were firmly bound to the ground. They were the victims of this ceremony - innocent and miserable.

"Open the gates of hell and let the devil come!" The long-haired wizard roared, his eyes flashing with fanaticism and desire.

They believed that once they successfully summoned the demon sleeping in the abyss, they would gain unparalleled power and eternal life.

As the spell deepened, the air on the island began to vibrate violently.

A piercing low hum came from underground, like the whimper of an ancient creature awakening.

The earth began to crack, and a faint but terrifying red light shone through the cracks, which was an ominous sign from the depths of hell.

"Keep going! Don't stop!"

The fanaticism on the face of the burly wizard became more and more obvious. He pushed the spell forward with force, injecting his vitality into it in order to speed up the ritual.

However, as the sacrifice proceeded, the struggling little lives around seemed to sense something. They shouted and screamed with their last bit of strength, but the sound was completely drowned by the strong wind.

In front of all this, they seemed so small and desperate.

At this moment, a strong sense of uneasiness suddenly emerged, and the guardians of the island tried their best to resist this evil force.

The water spirit emerged from the lake and rushed towards the black wizard like a huge wave.

"You can't open that door, we will stop you!"

However, in the face of the absolutely powerful dark magic, these protectors seemed increasingly helpless.

A flash of lightning cut through the night sky and hit the little creatures that fought back again. Countless water spirits turned into bubbles and dissipated in the wind.

After suffering torture, they withered miserably, leaving only fragments of residual shadows floating on the lake.

At this moment, the island not far away, which was already covered with blood and debris, seemed to have become a huge slaughterhouse, and there was no longer the tranquility and peace of the past.

"Quick! The last step!"

The thin wizard looked dazed but full of excitement, and his heart was filled with the satisfaction brought by the realization of his wish.

"Our power will be sublimated at this moment!"

Just as they were about to complete the last spell, the earth shook more violently, and the sound coming from underground became clearer-as fierce as a roar, irresistible.

At that moment, everything around them began to collapse and deform, and what was actually about to open was a road of no return, a door to destruction and chaos!

Finally, when the four dark wizards were becoming more and more crazy and excited, a huge crack appeared under their feet. Red light gushed out from the crack and surged into the sky like a tide.

Facing this incredible and terrifying sight, they realized that what they were summoning was an existence that was beyond their control and full of destructiveness.

When a fiery, scarlet door was fully opened, countless roars resounded like thunder throughout the island, turning all the once beautiful things into nothingness!

At this time, there is no protector on the island, and no life can survive.

But just as the door to hell was about to be fully opened, a flash of light suddenly cut through the night sky, and then a figure slowly walked out of the pillar of light.

David's figure appeared in mid-air, frowning as he looked at the ceremony below.

Suddenly, he activated the sacrificial mark in his body, and the mark emitted a dazzling and warm light, in stark contrast to the increasingly intense dark magic around him.

"Stop it, the sacrificial ceremony." David whispered.

A golden light was instantly released from it, rushing straight towards the four dark wizards like a fire rising into the sky.

Those surrounded by the thick evil spirit instantly felt the powerful threat and retreated in horror.

"Who are you? Why do you interfere with our ceremony?"

The long-haired wizard roared, but in front of David, he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

They thought they had everything under control, but now they find themselves in danger.

"How dare you open the door to hell? Dark wizards are indeed worms in this world." David sneered.

As his spell began to work, the sacrificial mark gradually became hot, and the surrounding space began to distort.

Strange and beautiful runes emerged in the air. They gathered together like trickles and enveloped the entire altar.

The dark wizards tried to resist with evil magic, but they found that their power was gradually being absorbed.

At the same time, the trapped little creatures also felt a glimmer of hope. They quietly stopped struggling and turned their attention to the sudden appearance of the figure.

"I will reverse all this and make you pay for your crimes!" David concentrated on releasing the power in the sacrifice mark.

A strong and sacred energy surged toward the four dark wizards like a tide, enveloping them.

This power seems to be a kind of judgment, turning all evil and despair into ashes.

The four dark wizards looked at what was happening around them in horror, realizing that they could no longer control the situation.

The figure that suddenly appeared in front of them was able to take control of their carefully arranged ceremony in an instant, like a god who dominated everything.