The flame is burning.
Compared to other cities that were occupied by insects and wild beasts, this place was completely occupied by humans. I don't know what day it was today, but the streets and alleys were full of people. Everyone's face was filled with a crazy expression, their eyes were red, their necks were tense, and they seemed to want to vent their emotions by roaring.
Central square.
In front of the crowd, there was a huge altar. Although it was made of marble, it was surrounded by some bright red color, like solidified plasma, which was very dazzling.
Just as the roar of the crowd became more intense, the faint blue flame on the altar suddenly flickered, and then in the exploding flames, a dark figure appeared in the center of the altar.
Its figure seemed to have swallowed up the light. Although the flames were clearly shining on its body, nothing could be seen. It was just a pure dark shadow.
At this time, the crowd went completely crazy. After seeing the black shadow, they suddenly knelt on the ground, muttering something.
The black shadow was surrounded by the crowd. It looked at everything in front of it, and its ghostly voice was heard by everyone.
"My Lord has found a chance to resurrect!"
"As long as we can revive our Lord, we will all have endless life!"
"Now... bring the prepared sacrifices. My Lord needs this blood!"
"My Lord will awaken in the breath of despair and fear. At that time, my Lord's will will be able to completely descend upon this land!"
"The sacrificial ceremony will begin now."
Amidst the chaotic crowd, a voice of depraved prayers echoed. The followers of the black shadow, some believers who were willing to be sacrifices, stood on the altar.
Men and women, all of these people are professionals. From the boiling energy, it is not difficult to see that they are all silver-level.
But the weird thing is that, although they have become sacrifices, there is no fear on their faces, but instead a sense of excitement and excitement.
There was no ordinary thinking in their eyes, only a fanatical belief, and they had obviously been brainwashed by the black shadow.
They didn't even need anyone else to take action. They picked up the daggers in their hands and slashed their necks fiercely. Then, thick blood flowed onto the altar.
The black shadow looked at all this, with some scarlet color flashing in his eyes.
This is the tenth sacrifice.
From the livestock and insects in the beginning, to ordinary humans, and then to bronze-level professionals, up to now, the city’s top combat power has also become the object of sacrifice. When added up, the blood of the sacrifices is comparable to a small stream.
Blood flowed along the strange formation and seeped into the surrounding marble ground bit by bit. The fluctuations of evil energy began to spread, and an aura of destruction enveloped the surroundings. After a moment, the altar suddenly shattered, accompanied by heavy footsteps, and a hideous face appeared in everyone's eyes.
His face was dry and horrible, like a skeleton, his skin was rusty red, his hair was thick and dark green, he was wearing a large cloak, and his eyes, teeth and nails were all soaked in poison.
It has blood-red pupils, as if there are flames burning in them. From the first moment it wakes up, ruthless killing has enveloped its surroundings.
Naraku.
These foolish believers, perhaps at the moment of their death, did not know that they had actually summoned an evil god with the power of death.
In Naraku's cold world, everything was the same. To him, all living creatures were a great insult to him. On the contrary, all dying lives shone with blue-black sparks of joy, and he liked these sparks.
Some people prayed to Naraku devoutly in the hope of gaining his power, but most of them were rewarded with death by Naraku.
Temples of Naraku are usually hidden, even in places that are full of evil. They are usually built underground, usually in a part of the catacombs. Most temples contain undead creatures and other creatures that spread death or cause death, such as banshees and demons.
The original black shadow gradually appeared, revealing a graceful figure and a face that fascinated countless men.
Lust demon.
Unlike the chaotic and capricious demons, devils are infernal creatures from the world of Baator. They are notorious for their powerful strength, evil character, and ruthless but efficient organization. The devils have a strict social class system, in which power depends not only on strength but also on status. These devils spend most of their time corrupting mortals in order to expand their influence in each dimension.
This lust demon is a loyal believer of Naraku. She has been lurking in this human city since unknown time. She has used all means to corrupt the city's leaders. Finally today, she succeeded in bringing a touch of Naraku's will to this city.
The real Naraku possesses supreme power. Due to the power of rules, it cannot descend completely. However, even a trace of will can bring despair to countless people.
There is some divinity emanating from this figure, which is the most iconic power of the evil god.
Naraku needed more blood to maintain this body. Compared to the undead creatures he lived with day and night, he liked the splashing blood and fear.'
Blood and limbs were splattered everywhere!
The lust demon seemed to have expected this to happen. Her eyes were a little dazed, her right hand was on her chest, and her left hand was inside her skirt. Some obscure words came out of her mouth, adding a touch of spring to the killing.
Blood gathered in blasphemous language, Naraku stood in place, his body became more textured than before, this projection was even more realistic than the previous Burning Demon, it was like a real evil god had descended.
Not a word.
The killing continues.
The shadows of wronged souls can be seen on Naraku's mottled black cloak, and countless murderous intentions linger in his eyes. He raised the weapon in his hand, a bloody sickle that looked extremely sharp, and slashed forward.
His black staff, the "Death Taker", can form a sickle-shaped blade of light energy on the head of the staff, which can kill any creature it touches.
This sudden killing stuns everyone. Only then did these ignorant believers wake up. They ran around like crazy.
Some people completely broke down.
The succubus said that when our Lord comes, he will bring well-being and peace to all people.
They have nothing left. In this apocalypse, they have lost everything.
Relatives, lovers, friends.
Believing in the evil god mentioned by the demon could get rid of pain and even allow them to see their dead relatives again. But now, when nothing happened as expected.
People's faith collapsed in an instant, but it was too late. Naraku needed more lives and blood, and they were undoubtedly the best sacrifices.
Naraku ignored all this and raised the scepter in his hand. When the black light lingered around the corpses on the ground, those corpses with broken hands and feet stood up again.
Compared with zombies, these undead creatures are more agile. At this time, these dead creatures pounced on their own kind and began to bite them non-stop. In addition, although some broken corpses could no longer stand up, some transparent creatures slowly condensed above their bodies.
Vengeful spirit.
This is a human being who died with resentment.
They have a natural aversion to life. They wander out, and after capturing a human, they begin to devour the other's soul and kill without tiring.
The city, which was bustling not long ago, was suddenly shrouded in terror and death.
Naraku floated up from the ground, his eyes flashing blue light, staring at this new continent. It was obvious that his target was not just this city!