Under the halo of the moon, the light on the altar became even more enchanting.
"Praise you, great Coiled Serpent. You are the beginning and the end of everything. You have the power of resurrection, and you will achieve eternity!"
"You are the source of our bloodline, the master of our lives and souls. We are willing to offer everything to you!"
"May your teachings be done on earth, as it is done in the heavens!"
Under the horrified gazes of the sacrificial girls, the Black Serpent led many of the higher-ups of the Coiled Serpent Church and began to pray.
Even though this existence was not a true god and could not bestow divine spells, it was a pity that the Black Serpent still turned the organization into a cult due to its fixed mindset or concept.
In the eyes of these cultists, the existence they served was no different from a true god, apart from not being able to bestow divine spells. In other words, it was completely like a false god.
The moon gradually climbed higher, rising into the middle of the night sky.
With the prayers and incantations of the cultists, a mysterious change occurred on the altar.
* Hiss!
Hiss! *
The sound of a snake spitting its tongue resounded, and streams of black gas gathered, turning into a slender giant snake with blood-red eyes and a small black horn on its head.
Although it was only an illusion formed by the black gas, the giant snake was lifelike, and every scale looked incomparably real.
"The will of the Lord has descended!"
The Black Serpent watched this scene with a fanatical expression, and knelt down with extreme piety, "Supreme and omnipotent Lord, please enjoy the offerings prepared by your bloodline descendants!"
The giant snake slithered to the pillar where the eight girls were tied up, and its purplish black tongue flicked out, causing the girls to let out deafening screams.
Unfortunately, the area had long been dealt with and set up a barrier, and sound could not pass through at all.
Even if a little leaked out, in the territory of the Black Forest Castle, no one could go against the Black Serpent, the Count.
* Hiss! *
The giant snake flicked its tongue, and with a sudden curl, one of the girls entered its mouth and disappeared in an instant.
It slithered around, swallowing another three offerings in one go, and only then did it raise its head in satisfaction, a layer of blood-red appearing on its body.
Blurry black and red mist escaped from each of its scales and enveloped the surrounding area, drowning the entire altar and the surrounding believers.
From the altar, the terrified and pleading cries of the young girls suddenly sounded, as if they were enduring some immense pain. As for Black Serpent and the other followers, they closed their eyes, their faces filled with enjoyment. They wished they could absorb more.
After an unknown period of time, the black and red mist dissipated.
On the altar, among the remaining four female sacrifices, three of them had turned into dried corpses, with only a layer of skin and bones left. They were tied to the pillars alone, as if all of their youth and life essence had been devoured.
Only the last blue-haired, fair-skinned young lady had strangely survived. There were some black and red lines on her body.
"There's actually a sacrificial offering that survived and became a Lamia?!"
Seeing this, the Black Serpent instructed excitedly, "Take her away and take good care of her. This is the source of our new bloodline … Praise the Lord!"
Their false god, this strange black serpent, did not devour all the offerings every time. Once it encountered a woman who was compatible with it, or could withstand its power, it would keep them. There was a trace of snake blood in their bodies, which was the so-called Lamia.
However, the fate of these Lamia might not be so good.
This trace of pure bloodline was the supreme temptation for any believer of the strange serpent, and through these years of experience, they had long found a way to obtain this trace of bloodline.
Combining and devouring had proven to be the most effective methods.
"How … ugly! For a trace of power, you don't hesitate to distort good and evil, and even become a monster? "
At this moment, a frivolous voice sounded at the entrance.
"Huh? Who is it? "
The Black Serpent suddenly turned its head, and its eyes turned into vertical pupils. An invisible domain was opened, with the power of extreme fear.
After all, it was a veteran Legendary Sanctuary. After discovering that something was wrong, it acted extremely quickly.
Not only that, but at the same time as the domain was opened, a layer of fine black scales appeared on its body. It completed the process of snake transformation.
Behind it, the believers of the evil god transformed into half-snake people, spitting out their tongues and staring at the intruders with bloodthirsty eyes.
There were not many of them, only two, a gorgeous woman and a young man. The laughter just now was obviously coming from the young man's mouth.
Moreover, they were very familiar with that woman.
"Chris, you're back?"
The Black Serpent frowned. Not only did it not relax, but its expression became more vigilant. "Where's your mission?"
"Mission … I'm really sorry, Lord Black Serpent …"
Chris licked her lips. "Because I found a master more worthy of serving, so I had to give up on the mission!"
"A master more worthy of serving?"
The Black Serpent looked at the young man next to it, but its expression was extremely calm. "Are you going to betray the entire Ouroboros?"
"No! Not betrayal! But cleansing! "
Chris laughed maniacally. "In accordance with the will of the supreme Lord, I'm going to destroy you disgusting and rotten maggots!"
"Destroy us?"
Even the Stygian Serpent could not help but smile after hearing such words. "You … A newly advanced Sanctuary-realm powerhouse? Don't you know that pure-bloods like us can obtain Legendary-level power as long as we reach adulthood? "
"And …"
He shook his head and sighed. "You shouldn't have come at this time! The sacrificial ritual is not over yet, and I can still borrow some of the Lord's power … "
Hiss!
The moment the Black Serpent's words fell, a thick layer of black and red light suddenly appeared on the original altar.
Accompanied by a snake hiss, the original snake monster suddenly reappeared!
As soon as it appeared, it aimed its vertical pupils at Chris, and a huge bloodline pressure emanated from its body.
In the Ouroboros organization that was based on bloodline, this kind of oppression from the superior was extremely harsh, and the inferior had no room to resist at all.
"That's it! That's it! "
Chris panted heavily, a thin layer of sweat appearing on her body, and her face was dark red. "I can feel that the deterrence you give me is far less than the current Master!"
"What?"
As expected, Chris, who should have collapsed on the ground, actually still had the ability to move.
In particular, the information revealed in her words made the Black Serpent almost jump up.
"Indeed … Your consciousness seems to be quite chaotic!"
Wu Ming, who had not spoken much since he came in, was now sizing up the snake monster's incarnation, and a look of interest appeared on his face. "Your reaction is also very slow. If you really have a complete mind, you should be running away now …"
As soon as he finished speaking, an even more terrifying pressure suddenly emerged from Wu Ming's body.
That was the purest aura that he had plundered from the Infinite Serpent, representing the ancient Diablo!
If the pressure of the giant black serpent was like a towering mountain, then he was like a vast ocean, unfathomable.
All the higher-ups of the Ouroboros, including the Black Serpent, knelt after Wu Ming released his aura. Some even fainted directly, unable to withstand such an impact.
"Hiss hiss!"
Suddenly, the summoned black serpent let out a high-pitched hiss. It was rare for it to be able to express its emotions so richly, even outsiders could understand that it was filled with fear.
"You want to leave now? It's too late! "
Wu Ming waved his hand, and the Five Elements Lightning surged out in an instant, destroying the altar and turning it into a cage. With a grab, the snake monster's incarnation turned into the shape of a lightning ball, and he held it in his hand.
"You … Who are you?"
The Black Serpent half-knelt on the ground, cold sweat dripping all over its body. It squeezed out each word through its teeth.
"Hmph! My Master is the source of our bloodline. That's just a false god! "
Chris said loudly, her expression full of disdain.
She looked at the Black Serpent, her expression filled with obvious hatred. "Master, this person is the leader of all Ouroboros. If we don't kill him, we won't be able to take over the entire organization!"
"Don't … Great Being, I can also submit to you!"
Feeling Chris's murderous intent, the Black Serpent immediately shouted, "Don't listen to this bitch's slanderous words. Her mother and sisters are all deformed bloodlines. If I hadn't spared her life back then, she would have long become a sacrifice!"
Seeing this scene, the corner of Wu Ming's mouth twitched. He had the illusion of watching a melodramatic ethical drama.
In fact, with the chaos of these families, there might be a very close blood relationship between the Black Serpent and Chris. Of course, it was inevitable that they would love to kill each other.
It was just that Wu Ming naturally had his own way of judging.
"There's nothing wrong with pursuing power, but to fall to such an extent, even the Evil Gods can't tolerate you …"
He looked at the few empty pillars on the altar and a few dried corpses, and sighed faintly.
Hearing this, a horrified expression immediately appeared on the Black Serpent's face, and it wanted to get up and leave.
However, its body, which was usually as easy to move as an arm, now seemed to be pressed down by several mountains, and even moving seemed particularly difficult.
"In the name of the Origin of Blood, I judge you!"
Wu Ming looked at the Count of the Kingdom, the person in charge of the Ouroboros organization, the legendary Sanctuary, and said indifferently.
"The sins in your bloodline will appear … and you will be judged for your sins!"
Following Wu Ming's words, the veins on the Black Serpent's face surfaced with a great expression of pain.
In the dark red power of the bloodline, ghosts suddenly appeared, and the latest few were the girls from before. Their faces were wooden, and their eyes were filled with hatred.
This was the resentment that the Black Serpent had accumulated from purifying his bloodline many times, and at this moment, it erupted all at once.
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