Quebec City, which is close to the Roland Empire, is in ruins at this moment, with cracked walls, collapsed houses, and charred corpses everywhere.
The sky above Quebec City is filled with clouds of black smoke. These black smoke comes from the central street of Quebec City, covering the whole city in darkness.
The former Central Avenue has now become a hellish scene.
Countless captured human beings, elves, orcs, and monsters, were all captured here. They lined up in a long line, with blank expressions, and their yellow and thin faces seemed to have lost their vitality.
They walked forward numbly, all the way to the temporary high platform.
On the high platform, there were already standing evil gods holding sharp knives, and there were countless little demons holding spears and swords around them, scanning the captured creatures with vigilant and ferocious eyes.
"Pu Chi -" a sound.
On the high platform, an evil god held a long knife in his hand and stabbed into the chest of an orc. The orc's chest covered with long hairs immediately showed bright red blood, which flowed down his stomach. He didn't struggle. , his body twisted a few times, with a look of pain and despair on his face, like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
Expressionless, the evil god pulled the injured orc and kicked it off the high platform.
The orc's body fell rapidly, and with a "pa—", he fell heavily to the ground. He struggled a few times, but did not move. His wide-open eyes revealed his nostalgia for life.
At the foot of the high platform, countless corpses were piled up into hills, and the blood from these corpses converged into small rivers. Countless small rivers meandered like spider webs, slowly flowing towards a depression, bit by bit. Converge in the center.
At this moment, the central street of Quebec City has turned into a huge dark magic circle. In the center of the magic circle, lies a corpse. The great black magician Langellino stands next to the corpse, holding his staff high, mouth The city sang a language that no one could understand, and a strange dark atmosphere permeated the city.
This is the black magic "Heart of Darkness", in exchange for Lord Sauron, the king of hell and the leader of the Burning Legion, at the cost of 10 million souls.
Those temporary high platforms are slaughterhouses, where one by one creatures are slaughtered, and then their blood and souls will be turned into dark power to mend the incomplete soul of the hell king Sauron.
Not far away, the devil princess Sophia was sitting on a huge open-air throne, watching all this quietly, with a hint of hope in her eyes.
"Do you think... Langer Keanu is credible? My father... will he really come back to life?"
Standing next to her was her most trusted subordinate, the king of evil god Ravens. Ravens hesitated, "I don't know much about black magic, but...seeing that guy is so serious, it should be... there should be no fakes." …”
The mystery of black magic is not under the magic of the undead, and even to a certain extent, there are similarities in the same way but the same effect.
Looking at the long line, Sophia couldn't help frowning, she sighed softly, "Unfortunately... this speed is really too slow... I really can't wait!"
"This is already the fastest..." Ravens replied honestly, "Ten million creatures are killed, and one hundred thousand are killed every day. At the current speed, it will take three months..."
Sophia let out a "hmm". Although she was a little helpless, she could only accept this fact.
"But it's too boring!" Sophia stretched her waist, lazily leaned back on the chair, narrowed her eyes slightly, and turned a blind eye to the wailing of those creatures, but she didn't hear them. To her, those ten million creatures were just one Numbers only.
Ravens took a step back and stood aside.
At this moment, there was a roaring sound not far away, accompanied by a roar of beasts, and at the same time, commotion started over there.
"what happened?"
Sophia opened her eyes, the expressionless eyes filled with irritation, and she looked at Ravens.
"I'll check right away!"
Ravens knew the princess's temper, so he gave orders immediately, and after a while, a demon guard came stumbling over.
"It's like this, Your Highness, there was a little accident just now, we didn't expect a sanctuary beast hidden in the crowd, and it suddenly exploded into trouble, we injured many people..."
The demon guard carefully reported that it turned out that the one who resisted in Quebec City was a high-level sanctuary monster—the Angry Lion. He was captured by the Burning Legion as a human being and sent here. He has been hiding his identity and intends to wait for an opportunity to escape. , but after coming here, he felt more and more wrong, and finally violently resisted.
The strength of the high-level Sanctuary Warcraft is not hidden. When he got angry, he killed the little devil guarding him, and also killed dozens of three-headed hounds from hell, fighting with the evil god who rushed over.
The battle between the two sanctuary powerhouses caused great chaos and destruction, and some creatures took the opportunity to escape.
"Sanctuary Warcraft?"
Sophia's face was full of anger, she stood up suddenly, slapped the chair and roared.
"Idiots... You guys are all idiots... A mere Sanctuary Warcraft has caused such a big mess, go... deal with it right away... If you disturb Mr. Langerkinu and delay my father's resurrection, none of you will die." don't even think about living..."
"Yes!"
The evil king Ravens shuddered, "I'll deal with it right away!"
On the city of Quebec, there was already blood everywhere, and there were traces of fierce fighting everywhere, as if dozens of wild animals had fought here, and dozens of mutilated corpses lay on the ground.
A huge snow-white lion weighing several tons wandered back and forth, constantly making angry noises.
At this moment, the angry lion has turned into a "blood lion", his white fur is already covered with blood, even though his strength is one step lower than his, but facing dozens of cruel and ruthless hell creatures still hurts him. He was injured and had a fight with the sanctuary-level hell creatures who rushed over.
The ferocity of the angry lion is also well-known in the Warcraft Empire. The evil god who came has been defeated by him, but he can't escape. Dozens of hell creatures around him have surrounded him, but the remaining power of the monsters in the sanctuary made them I didn't dare to go forward for a while.
At this time, the entire northern part of Quebec City was in chaos, with shouts and chaotic footsteps everywhere. In order to maintain order, the hell creatures started killing wildly.
"Damn! If you don't leave, it will be too late!"
Feeling that there might be more and more strong men coming from the other side, Nushi became anxious. He didn't care about the injuries on his body, and rushed towards the group of little devils.
"Shua-shua-shua-"
Under the sharp claws, several little devils were torn into pieces.
"Kill... Don't let him run away!"
"Chichi..."
The little devils made a characteristic "cheep" sound, and rushed forward like a tide. The terrifying number was like bats flying in the sky.
Those dwarf-like hell creatures are powerful and brutal.
"Boom-boom-boom-"
The powerful fire field opened up, and there was a fierce explosion on the top of the city, and the hairs on Nushi's entire body stood up, just like his name.
Sanctuary Warcraft Nushi used his sharp claws and teeth to kill many hell creatures, opened a bloody run, rushed down to the top of the city, and killed them.
"Where are you running?"
At this time, a voice like thunder came from Nushi's ear.
Nu Shi's heart tightened suddenly, and then his hair stood on end, a shadow of death instantly enveloped the entire space.
That is-
God's domain powerhouse!
As a peak monster in the Sanctuary, the young Nushi has always been very proud of his own strength. He believes that he will become a peak monster like Lafield and Fulijia in the near future. But he didn't know how insignificant his own power was until the moment he faced the strong in the God Realm.
The powerhouses in the God's Domain are too powerful, even if he is at the peak of the Sanctuary, he can't take every move of the beginner's powerhouse in the God's Domain.
The angry lion ran while praying secretly in his heart.
"That's water..."
The moat of Quebec City is connected to the waterway outside. When Angry Lion came in, he had been secretly observing the situation. When he saw the moat, his heart suddenly became happy.
The angry lion knew that as long as he escaped into the water, he would be safe.
The Angry Lion quickened his pace.
one step... two steps...
It's just that the distance from the moat, which is only more than ten meters away, seems so slow in the eyes of the angry lion...
"Top—"
The huge black ball of light crossed the void, leaving a long trail on the heads of hundreds of thousands of creatures in Quebec City.
The "Ball of Destruction" swam towards the city of Quebec like a giant tadpole, and its target was the fleeing Sanctuary Warcraft.
"asshole-"
Before the "Ball of Destruction" arrived, the scorching heat had already scorched the ground scalding hot. Nushi felt that the fur on his back had been scorched, and he cried out in pain, his heart was already full of despair.
"boom-"
The huge black ball of light suddenly shrouded it, and there was an earth-shattering loud noise. The destructive power at the level of the gods tore through the void, spread in all directions, and the entire Quebec City was in turmoil.
After a long time, a huge trace appeared in the moat of Quebec City. The river was flooded and diverted, and the sanctuary monster had long since disappeared.
The chaos calmed down. Seeing the horror of the evil king Ravens, no one or any creature dared to fight back. Like chickens waiting to be slaughtered, they lost the strength and courage to resist.
The confusion subsided, and the ceremony continued, as if in a trivial episode.
"Humble creatures... offer your blood and souls... for Lord Sauron's resurrection... contribute your strength..."
At this time, Langerkinu raised his hands high and shouted loudly, a powerful and ferocious dark force soared into the sky.
The center of the magic circle was running crazily, and blood from all directions gathered to form a huge blood pool, which was already half full.
Sauron's corpse floated quietly in the blood pool. Above the blood pool, there were constantly flying and roaring souls. These souls wailed desperately with pain, anger, and unwillingness.
The dark ritual has begun!
The shadow of Sauron, the king of hell, is slowly appearing. He is like a pair of devil's eyes, quietly watching Noah's continent...