A steady stream of living people, like some kind of material, were constantly being added into this cauldron-like theater.
From time to time, Faldt would reach out and touch the ritual circle beneath the theater, and every time he did so, there would be a flash of red light on the ground.
"Master, someone has escaped. There are about thirty of them, and according to the standard here, their strength is at the level of a Five Wing. "
A black swordthrall suddenly appeared behind Faldt.
The so-called swordthrall was a monster with a humanoid body, but at the ends of its limbs were weapons as sharp as blades.
Such a monster's body was as hard as iron and difficult to destroy, and due to its extreme speed and explosive power, its actual combat power was able to go head to head with a Two-winged Darksider.
"Bring someone over to capture them. I need more blood and flesh, that's not enough." Faldt said calmly.
"Yes."
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He stood under a huge billboard.
Lin Sheng looked up at the place where thick smoke was rising from, his expression calm.
"That thick smoke is where Faldt's true body has descended. Gentlemen, it's not a good time to alert him. "He turned around and looked at the two tall figures that were slowly appearing.
"If you're afraid, you can go back first." The Courtier said coldly.
"Afraid? You think I'll pull you two out because I'm afraid? "Lin Sheng shook his head slightly.
"I'm now directly north of there." The Netherblade suddenly said.
"I'm in the southwest." The Courtier said.
"According to the agreement, I'm in the southeast." Lin Sheng replied. They were arranged in a triangular formation. A standard triangular encirclement.
The three of them looked at the billowing smoke at the same time.
Aside from Lin Sheng, the other two were translucent phantoms.
"Faldt has officially begun to communicate with the Great Divine Pillar. Once this process begins, it can't be stopped. Let us begin. "
The Courtier suddenly said.
"I hope you don't back down." Lin Sheng gave the Courtier a deep look.
"You're the one who should be careful." The Courtier's expression tightened as he unconsciously clenched his fists and said coldly.
"Hehe, if I find out that you have other thoughts …" Lin Sheng's eyes turned cold, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his tone.
"You should take care of yourself."
With a snap, the Courtier's body suddenly exploded and disappeared.
The figure here was just a shadow that she had projected from afar. The real her had long since gone to another location.
"Holyspirit King, we are working together because of fate. Let's not ruin our relationship because of some misunderstanding." The Netherblade seemed to have noticed something and chuckled.
"It's fine if she doesn't have any other thoughts, but if she does," Lin Sheng's tone cut off. "Then don't blame me for not warning you beforehand."
"How could that be? The Courtier was the one who was hurt the most by Faldt among us. Even if you and I betray her, she will be fine! "The Netherblade laughed.
"I hope you're right. Then, I'll see you later, "Lin Sheng said coldly.
With a snap, the figure of the Netherblade shattered and disappeared.
Only Lin Sheng was left at the scene.
He looked into the distance at the thick smoke and clapped his hands.
Soon, Adolf and the others gradually walked out from behind him.
"Master," Adolf said respectfully.
"Very well, this battle will determine the fate of the world for hundreds or even thousands of years. It just so happens that many of the elites of the Holyspirit Palace have also arrived. Come with me to receive them. "
Lin Sheng turned back and said in a deep voice.
"Many elites of the Holyspirit Palace?" Adolf's heart was filled with anticipation.
"From today onwards, I want all of Miga to hear only the voice of the Holy Sanctum!" Lin Sheng suddenly said with determination.
"Yes, Master!" Adolf hurried to catch up with Lin Sheng who was striding away.
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In another place.
The Netherblade sneered as he gently bit his finger and let the blood drip to the ground.
His dark red blood fell to the ground and suddenly expanded, turning into an oval hole.
In a hissing sound, a group of tall and strong black and red figures crawled out of the hole and stood behind him.
In a short while, a group of strangely shaped, muscular monsters stood behind him.
"Following the master's guidance, we have come to meet!"
The humanoid monster at the front had a pair of huge bat-like wings, sharp teeth crisscrossed in its mouth, and its body was covered in thick black scales.
"Get ready, we are about to see an old friend." The Netherblade let out a cruel smile.
"Killing is our destiny."
One by one, the monsters roared and howled.
The Netherblade quietly looked at the strong monsters crawling out of the hole on the ground, and the smile on his face grew wider.
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Southwest.
The Courtier looked in the direction where the thick smoke was rising. She gritted her teeth as a complicated look appeared in her eyes.
She cut off the connection with the Holyspirit King and the Netherblade. Originally, this was the time to summon her subordinates and prepare the elites and the army to assist in killing Faldt's adjutant and the many swordthralls.
But not only did she not summon them, but she stood in place with a hint of hesitation.
"Faldt …" She felt the threat from the other two directions that was getting more and more obvious.
Her pretty face became more and more inexplicable.
After standing in place for a moment, the Courtier suddenly clenched her fists as her eyes widened.
She recalled the figure that she loved and hated many years ago. She had decided to kill him with all her might.
But when he was standing in front of her, she could not bring herself to do it.
"Faldt …" Finally, the Courtier did not summon her subordinates.
Instead, she gently tapped her finger, and a transparent wave flew out from her fingertip into the air in front of her.
"Go, tell Faldt that you are in danger. You must be ready immediately. Or else … "
"Or else what?" Suddenly, a sinister voice came from behind the Courtier.
The Courtier shuddered as she turned around.
She saw Lin Sheng standing quietly behind her. She did not know when he had arrived.
The Netherblade beside her also seemed to have arrived long ago, and she did not notice him at all.
"You …" The Courtier's pretty face instantly turned pale.
"Kill her." Lin Sheng said lightly.
"Heh, you disappoint me, Qing. So, the reason you agreed to join me was to inform Faldt? "
The Netherblade licked his lips, but there was a hint of brutal excitement in his eyes.
"But it doesn't matter, I've long wanted to taste your flesh."
* Bam!! *
In an instant, the Netherblade charged forward as his body exploded halfway, turning into a sky full of black shadows that shrouded the Courtier.
Behind him, Lin Sheng slowly materialized a huge longsword as a pure white light spread from his feet, covering the surroundings as he walked towards her.
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* Splash. *
In his daze, he seemed to hear the sound of blood splattering on the ground.
Faldt was startled as he shook his head in confusion.
Logically speaking. At his level, he should not have fallen into a daze for no reason.
However, a sudden impulse almost disrupted his control over the ritual.
"What's going on?" He gently held his chest as he felt a slight tightness in his heart, as if there was a pain.
"Even with my level of strength, I can't believe such an anomaly would happen. What happened?"
Faldt looked at the burning hill of flesh and blood in the middle of the theater, where smoke billowed and rose into the sky, forming a column of smoke.
Huge energy waves continued to ripple out in all directions.
At this point in the ritual, he needed to be connected to the Great Divine Pillar at all times. Otherwise, if it was interrupted, not only would the ritual be interrupted, even his own soul would be damaged.
This was also the key reason why he sent his army to clear the area.
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