Dragon Wizard of the Heavens

Sealed land.

A prehistoric giant beast with a body length of more than 100 meters raised its head to the sky and roared. The huge body made him look like the snake that devoured the world in myths and legends, with nine ferocious snake heads swinging back and forth, and the red eyes showed a cold gaze.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a flash of lightning flashed across it, illuminating the whole world. The huge body of the Hydra was revealed at this moment, with a body as large as a mountain, and a terrifying and brutal aura rushing towards him, as if the whole world was under him. trembling under the body.

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The days fly by.

A week passed in a blink of an eye.

Allen walked out of the laboratory with a tired face, but he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

The Golem of the Oathkeeper was successfully produced. Although it has not been tested, Allen is full of confidence in it. This oathkeeper golem is the largest golem construct made by Allen, with a height of more than 13 meters and a weight of 20 tons.

This golem is equipped with anti-gravity runes, which can reduce weight, has the ability to fly, and can carry out air combat. The weapon system is also extremely luxurious. The whole body is silvery white, the surface is smooth, and the traces of light golden runes are like patterns. Engraved on the surface of the golem, the weapons are in the two arms, and they pop out directly when used.

The elemental particle cannon is installed on the chest. Although this weapon is powerful, it consumes a lot of money. The soul core inside is made of a legendary soul spar, and Allen is full of expectations for the combat power of this golem.

"Master, you're out!" Selena rushed to Allen's side immediately.

"Help me prepare a big meal, I feel like I have a dragon to eat it." Alan rubbed Selena's head and said.

"It's ready in advance, master, please follow me." Selina brought Alan to the restaurant. Several other maids are already standing here.

Allen didn't hesitate to grab a piece of ferocious wild boar loin and gnawed it.

"Master, I found something in Carlin City." Sai Mier handed Alan a glass of ice crystal juice.

"Hmm." Allen held a rainbow lobster in one hand, reached out to take the juice and drank it down.

"Last week, I found some strange aura in Carlin City. It feels like a demon, but it's a little different."

"Devil?" Allen said after swallowing the remaining half of the rainbow lobster in one gulp.

"Demons appear again in Carlin City?"

"These bedbugs are everywhere!" Alan's eyes flashed coldly, and then he continued to eat.

Carlin City.

The dark clouds announce that a storm is coming. As a port city, the residents here are used to this kind of weather. After all, there are several storms every year. The damage has become very small, except for the rain and the closure of the port for a period of time, there are no other changes.

In the west of Carlin City is the civilian area of ​​the city. It has to be said that Anthony managed the city very well. In this world where productivity is only in the Middle Ages, there are no slums in this city. Around this city, glass factories, paper mills, etc. The factory and other factories have absorbed a large number of civilians, which has improved the living standards of the civilians here by several steps.

In the northwest of the city, in a remote manor, it used to be a nobleman's manor, but now it has become very dilapidated. The owner of this manor was once one of the masters of Carlin City. During the accident, the owner of the manor was on the wrong team, and as a result, he was excluded from the inner circle.

Losing their rights and being targeted commercially, this once prominent aristocratic family quickly fell into decline.

At this time, a strange altar was built in this dilapidated courtyard. Outside, the wind was howling and the clouds were covering the top, but piles of bonfires were lit in the yard. Beside the bonfires, more than a dozen figures in gorgeous costumes kept dancing. The person headed by the dancer is still singing something.

The people next to him kept bowing to the dancer, muttering words, and a strange atmosphere surrounded the entire courtyard. It's just strange that the violent storm outside can't affect here at all. It's like two worlds separated by a wall.

"Sacrifice ceremony!"

"What a bunch of ignorant guys!" A pair of eyes silently watched everything in front of them in the darkness.

The ‘Sacrifice Ritual’ is also known as a psychic ritual or a summoning ritual. This is one of the few power-gaining rituals that ordinary people can use. By building altars, offering sacrifices, and then performing sacrifices according to complex rituals, one can communicate with the 'god' of another world.

Relative power can be gained for a sufficient price.

However, the success rate of this kind of ceremony is not high. Even if all the steps of the ceremony are performed correctly, usually one success in ten times is not bad.

And more importantly, the so-called 'god' who responded to this ritual was not a kind person.

Some evil gods, demons, and demons who cannot enter the material plane like to use this ritual to sign a contract with the ritualist to give power. It is said that this kind of ceremony can be traced back to the early days of the birth of civilization, and at that time, because of the weakness of human beings, this kind of "sacrifice ceremony" was very popular.

In that era, human beings worshiped ancestors, worshiped natural spirits and other extraordinary creatures, evil gods, demons, etc., and the earliest shamanism was born in this period, but with the progress of civilization, the rise of belief in gods, shamanism It began to decline, or even disappear, and wizards and arcanists began to appear.

So far, in many primitive planes or primitive tribes, shamanism still exists.

Some wizards believe that the "sacrifice ritual" is the origin of ancient warlocks, through which the so-called "god" responds and obtains extraordinary power. This method is very dangerous, but the rewards are also great, so some people always take the risk.

'Sacrifice ceremony' If the sacrifice does not satisfy the summoned 'god', then this ceremony will be a disaster, and they will mercilessly take away all the people who presided over the ceremony.

Some people obtained the power of demons through sacrificial rituals and became demon warlocks, and some became "favored of gods" through this ceremony, but don't think that "favored of gods" is very good, you must know that evil gods are also gods.

The original origin of the 'Sacrifice Ceremony' has been unable to be verified. However, according to the research of wizards, these rituals are inextricably linked with demons and evil gods.

The first warlocks were demon warlocks, and they also used the power of demons, but the demons did not expect that these warlocks would actually use this power to enslave demons, although the success rate was not high.

After the warlocks were further perfected, warlocks of other bloodlines such as dragon veins and gods also appeared one after another, and demon warlocks became rare. The power of demons is the evil energy of the abyss. This kind of power is chaotic and evil, very unstable, and the chance of backlash is very high high.

After a while of tongue-twisting spells, the whole 'Sacrifice Ceremony' reached its climax. Under the escort of a group of warriors, groups of slaves were tied up with ropes and brought to the dark red altar in the center.

Most of these slaves are natives. There are many indigenous tribes living in the southeast sea area. These people are about 1.5 meters tall, dark-skinned, have a low level of civilization, and have no words. They are often captured by slave catchers and sold. In addition to the slaves, there are also some demonized beasts, but they are all low-level demonized beasts, and their strength is not strong.

After these slaves were sent to the altar, an old man exuding a dark aura came out from the room behind him. His figure was thin, and he looked as if he could be blown by a gust of wind. He was wearing a set of exquisite and well-fitting aristocratic costumes. , holding a nondescript bone staff in his hand, and two gemstone rings on each hand.

The old man walked slowly to the altar, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he raised the bone staff, and a mouth-wrenching spell came, which was the language of the abyss. As the spell sounded, the bone staff glowed with green aura, and an evil and chaotic force spread from the staff.

As the green aura enveloped these slaves, their eyes became dull. With a light wave of their hands, several guards stepped forward to untie the ropes of these slaves, and then threw some daggers on the ground. I saw these slaves with dull eyes pick up the daggers one by one and stab them directly in the chest. In an instant, blood spattered everywhere. The strong smell of blood filled the entire yard.

After the group of guards untied the ropes, they killed the demonized beasts in the cage one by one, and the whole altar was covered with blood. Blood flowed along the grooves on the altar, and soon formed a strange and evil magic circle.

At this moment, the old man suddenly became extremely excited, his eyes burst into light, the veins in his arm holding the staff burst out, and he chanted a spell loudly. People behind him knelt down and shouted together with the old man, accompanied by a wave of A strong smell of blood filled the air, and the magic circle originally drawn with blood began to flow on the altar, and a red aura rose from the magic circle.

An extremely evil breath slowly appeared on the altar, and the corpses of the original slaves began to shrink rapidly. After just a few breaths, all the corpses turned into mummies, and instantly turned into ashes with a light touch. After drawing all the blood , the red light began to condense above the altar, and a phantom with a particularly strange and hideous appearance appeared in front of everyone.

When the people around saw the phantom appearing, they shouted frantically, but the shadow didn't answer them, but opened its mouth and sucked at the altar.

The red-glowing energy was absorbed by him, and ghost phantoms of souls emerged from the altar, and were swallowed by the shadows. After a while, all the red light and souls on the altar were swallowed by him , Xu Ying smacked his lips with unfinished intentions, then nodded to those kneeling people, and then spit out green auras full of evil aura.