Journey of the Legendary Wizard

Today is a blood moon. Generally speaking, the Black Purple City will not be calm, but today, there are too many things happening in the Black Purple City.

Exceeded everyone's imagination and expectations.

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In the black purple city, on the streets, there were suddenly countless sounds of running, and countless believers in black robes with pale faces and fanatic eyes looked at the hall and ran over like crazy.

Squeaky, in the dark night, there are many bats, bats are flying in the air, and on the street, there are countless believers running, and the blood moon is dropped in the sky, making the scene in front of me look like a kind of Unspeakably weird.

Finally, the believers came to the main hall.

They rushed forward, and the weird magic circle didn't have any effect on them. The believers rushed directly into the hall. They sat crossed on the ground, looking at the huge stone statue, with faces on their faces. Showing a frenzied look.

"For...for God."

Old Byron next to him shouted.

"For God's sake!"

The believers repeated Byron's words, and without any hesitation, they took out a dagger and stabbed the dagger into their chests.

Puff puff, the sound of a dagger piercing the body came over, and soon, everyone fell to the ground, their bodies fell in front of them, motionless, and had completely become a corpse.

Countless blood flowed, gathered, and gathered towards the statue.

In an instant, all the blood disappeared cleanly, and the eyes of the statue in front turned into a bloody glow, which was extraordinarily bright.

"Well, is this the power of my believers, very good, very good." The statue remained motionless, but there was a strange and inexplicable voice that kept echoing around.

"God, god..."

Byron's knees kept sliding on the ground, he walked forward on his knees, looked at the god with fervent eyes, and said, "Are you satisfied with these things? Level Spirit Rings, they were fighting with each other just now, and they have all been seriously injured, which is why I came to summon you later.

"

Byron said, the expression on his face was respectful, and he did not dare to be disrespectful.

"Yes, very good, little ant, you are very good, I chose you at the beginning, and you did not disappoint." God looked around, his statue turned slightly, and there was a roaring sound from the ground, he was watching all people.

Although the current God is just a statue, for some reason, after being watched by God, everyone's hearts trembled, and there was an indescribable feeling of panic.

It's like encountering the unknowable, unseen, and unsightly terrifying existence in the legend.

Not only the ordinary fourth-level true meaning, but also Un'Goro and Somer. They looked at the huge god in front of them with nervous expressions.

Un'Goro was afraid, while Somer looked at the god in front of him, with a dazed look on his face, a little intoxicated, some struggling, and a feeling of reverence that could not be concealed.

The look on her face was very complicated.

Compared with them, Serov couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted at the fanatical Byron, "Byron, old Byron, now let's take action, let God help us and kill Ango. Luo, this old bastard, let us completely become the masters of Black Purple City..."

boom! !

Serov suddenly shouted, and his body exploded with a bang, turning into countless blood mists.

The blood mist floated and did not escape. After the blood mist moved a little, it flew into the statue of the god in front.

"Byron, what you've done is very good, but it seems that you haven't dealt with many things." The voice of God came over, making Byron's body stick to the ground, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. .

"Let's talk about your affairs later. Now, I will devour these sacrifices in front of me first."

The voice of God seemed very ethereal. There was no emotion in his voice, and there was no trace of other ups and downs. It was as if he was talking about a random thing, and everything seemed to be the truth.

However, at this time, suddenly, the gods became quiet, and his voice came, and there was an undisguised surprise in his voice.

"Huh? Here, there is actually my companion. Who is he? It's strange. I am very familiar with his breath, but it feels like it's been endless years and I have never seen him. ..." God was talking to himself, and soon, God knew who that breath was.

"It turned out to be you, Pancora, the esteemed King of Darkness and Flame, you were lost in the countless worlds of the Chaos Star Realm and were banished for eternity. Unexpectedly, here, I saw you again."

"It's been a long time."

God's voice rang out with long love.

The surroundings were quiet, but in the void ahead, a figure slowly appeared.

He was wearing a black robe, with a delicate face, fair skin, black hair fluttering in the air, and a pair of black eyes that seemed to be the most profound and precious obsidian.

Maureen appeared.

He quietly stared at the huge stone sculpture in front of him, his eyes changed drastically, countless firelights flashed, and countless darkness formed a terrifying tide of darkness that kept surging. The neighing sound of the snake came over, and the phantom of the giant snake kept flashing.

But the phantom of the giant snake is not the Pancora giant snake, but the bloodline of Morin, the black flame dragon-winged snake.

Many things appear intertwined, and after a while, they all disappear.

Maureen's voice sounded. Although everything was still his voice, there was an indescribable hoarseness in his voice, as if he had been lost for thousands of years.

"I didn't expect to see you again like this, Sarah."

"Sarah Demon God."

"Respect one of the twelve demon gods of the abyss, who holds the authority of devouring and bloodshed, from outside the chaotic star realm, under the crown of the abyss demon god who transcends the endless world."

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