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Volume 1: Sailing Chapter 75: Bloody Sacrifice

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    The victims who were brought through various channels gathered together and were strictly guarded by the officers and soldiers. The number of victims increased and they finally reached the goal set by the elf wizard Srip, and even exceeded it by many.  These people were crowded in the valley, unable to move forward or retreat, and felt at a loss.  Anyone who dares to resist will be executed on the spot. ?Srip counted the number of people, and after confirming that there were enough people, he was ready to use the forbidden technique.  He came across the many victims, his face solemn, even a little gloomy.  He slowly took off his robe, put it into the space package, and then rolled up his sleeves, revealing his thin arms.  The victims in front looked at this scene, not knowing what Srip was doing, let alone that the crisis had quietly arrived.  "The deaths of you people will give me the most powerful power in my life." After saying this, Sripp appeared in front of the victim in a flash, and pressed his palm on the man's chest.  A forbidden technique was cast.  Several red magic marks on his skin floated up, turned into red lines, and penetrated into the victim's body, connecting the victim to Srip.  Before the victims could scream in pain, those red lines were like dexterous snakes, moving around and injecting into more victims.  The red lines were like a terrifying plague, spreading rapidly in all directions, forming a huge network.  The body of the person hit by the red line quickly collapsed and turned into a skinny mummy. The flesh and blood essence in the body was compressed to the extreme and transmitted to Srip's body along the red line.  One person, ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people!  The victims are like dominoes being toppled.  One after another they died.  The tide of death pushed towards the rear, leaving no one unscathed in its path.  The people who became mummies had even the nutrients in their eyeballs sucked dry, causing their eye sockets to sink deeply.  It became dark and extremely scary.  The people who reacted screamed one after another and began to run away desperately, but they were quickly stopped by the officers and soldiers, who blocked them in the valley.  Some of the stronger victims tried to flee to both sides of the valley, but only a few succeeded, and most of them were beaten back.  The big red net continues to expand under the background music of screams and screams.  Lines representing death are used to connect the unlucky people, including men, women, the elderly, children in this round of death feast.  No mercy at all.  The power brought by death is concentrated on Srip through the big net, causing the arm that bears this power to continuously change. Red luminous runes are superimposed together to form a ring shape.  Coiled around his arm.  It's like it's alive, moving with great rhythm.  "Ah!" Unable to withstand such a powerful and violent force, Srip let out a heart-rending roar, his eyes turned blood red, and a trace of saliva flowed from his mouth.  His roar alone even drowned out everyone else's roars.  Death continued to spread, these crazy red lines were not very accurate, and a small number of lines even hit those officers and soldiers.  These people were also killed, which caused panic among the officers and soldiers.  Just before the situation was about to get out of control.  Srip finally harvested enough lives, and the extending red lines suddenly stopped. One of the lines was only a few centimeters away from a hurried woman.  "It's over Exactly nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine people" Srip leaned down, breathing heavily, and drops of sweat fell down.  His right arm flashed red, emitting surprisingly strong magic power fluctuations.  He used the lives of these victims in exchange for unprecedented power, and pushed himself to become a top wizard.  Sripp pulled his right arm hard, and the big red net that spread out quickly closed in, as if the tide was ebbing, and returned to his body.  Without the connection of the big red net, the mummies all fell to the ground and joined together, which was very shocking.  What¡¯s even more frightening is that there are actually some people who are not completely dead among them. These people are making breathy sounds, some are crawling, some are twitching, and they look very miserable.  "Soldiers, do yourself a favor and give them a good time." Srip looked at the surviving victims with a complicated expression. These victims could not be saved. It would be better to die directly and suffer less.  The officers and soldiers bravely walked into the pile of dead people and stabbed those who were still alive to death with the weapons in their hands. The screams echoing in the valley gradually faded away.  Srip stood there and rested for a while. His body gradually recovered and he could move freely.  The aftermath is not his business. He has more important things to do. Only if he succeeds will the deaths of these people be meaningful.  He stretched his right hand forward and used the air?The teleportation magic created a teleportation door and stepped into it.  The space channel created by magic sent Srip to a wasteland in the distance.  He relied on this method of advancement to rush to the direction of An Rui.  Within half a day, Srip arrived at the beach and stood on a huge and dark rock.  He looked at the rough sea, raised his hand, created a space refractor, and observed the situation on the sea.  According to the information provided by the scouts, Anrui's fleet is wandering on the nearby sea.  The refractor showed the situation on the sea. Under Srip's adjustment, the image displayed on the mirror kept changing. After a while, it finally mapped to a fleet of ships.  This fleet flies the banner of the Nova Empire and is obviously An Rui's fleet.  At this distance, it is very difficult to cast spells, and the power will take priority.  Only by closing the distance can Sripp gain more confidence.  He took a deep breath, filled his stomach with the sea-smelling wind, used magic to create a huge fish-shaped bubble, and stepped inside.  Fish-shaped bubbles shuttled through the water and quickly approached An Rui's fleet.  The magic power fluctuation caused by this approach is very small and difficult to detect. It would be too blatant to send it directly.  The closer he got to Anrui's fleet, the more nervous Srip became. His heart jumped into his throat, beating like a drumstick.  No wonder he is nervous, the enemy he will face is An Rui!  The famous conqueror Anrui!  The story about Anrui spread throughout the Seven Seas world. For ordinary people, Anrui is a legend, even a legend.  It takes a lot of courage to fight against such a big shot.  If anyone can kill An Rui, he will kill this legend. This legend will become a world-famous person and his name will be recorded in history forever!  Srip forced himself to calm down, because restless nervousness would affect his performance.  He controlled the fish-shaped water bubble all the way to the seabed near the fleet, slowly floated up, and leaned out.  This distance is already very close, which is a good opportunity to take action. It will be dangerous to get closer.  "God bless the ancient white bear country, and I must succeed!" Srip prayed in his heart, pointed his hand at the sky, and suddenly activated the huge magic power obtained with the forbidden technique, and cast it near Anrui's fleet.  "Devil's Painting" A circle of rectangular light appeared out of thin air above the fleet, and a circle of light with the same area also appeared below the seabed of the fleet.  The two luminous rectangles covered an area of ??more than ten nautical miles, covering the fleet and a large area of ????water.  The two rectangles approached each other at a very fast speed, and something even more magical happened. The space in the path of the rectangle was compressed into a thin sheet, which was printed on the rectangle, forming an extremely realistic "picture".  The picture composed of the upper rectangle is the sky, and the lower rectangle is the rubbing of the sea water.  When two rectangles are pasted together, the two pictures will be superimposed and become one picture.  If the fleet located in the middle of the two rectangles does not avoid it or think of some countermeasures, it will become a part of the painting.  Among the fleet facing crisis.  An Rui was reading a book just now when he suddenly felt an astonishingly huge wave of magic power coming from around him, and was slightly surprised.  He quickly put down the book in his hand, pushed open the door, stood on the open deck of the flagship, looked up at the sky, and saw the rapidly falling rectangle.  He is well-informed and recognized it as the Devil's Painting Forbidden Technique at a glance. His heart skipped a beat and he frowned, knowing that this magic was quite terrifying and one of the most destructive among the space magics.  The surrounding space magic fluctuations will block teleportation, making it impossible to escape with so many ships and people.  It is impossible to avoid this magical attack by sailing the ship in the normal way, because the two rectangles cannot fall as fast.  If you want to escape from this forbidden art, you can only use a semi-divine weapon like the Sword of Creation to fight back head-on.  An Rui made up his mind and put his hand on the hilt of the sword that created the world. He was about to draw the sword and strike.  At this moment, Quasimodo flew to his side and reached out to hold his shoulder.  "You don't need to take action, just leave it to me to deal with it. This kind of magic is called 'Devil's Painting', which can seal people into a flat space. It's not difficult to break this kind of magic, at least it can't trouble me. I can create it  Come out of the multi-faceted space, suck this magic in, and let this magic be trapped in the multi-faceted space like a maze." After Quasimodo finished speaking, he raised his hand and pointed it at the sky, and a very strange thing appeared in his palm.  .  This mass is a polyhedron, and its volume is constantly expanding. It looks like a crystal clear multi-faceted glass, with each side reflecting different influences.  At first glance, this mass of magic power seems to have at least a few hundred sides, or even more.(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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