In the center of the castle, there was thick fog filled with no one around.

There is no top of the altar, and there is a heavy mist to block the sun. There are four doors on all four walls, but there are no door panels at all. It is just that there are countless demons carved on the wall.

The altar is very huge, divided into six layers, each with a staircase, which is the sixty-sixth level. Behind the top platform altar, there is a statue of god. This is not a demon, but a goddess.

The goddess is made of marble stone, with white and smooth skin, almost shining slightly, while her eyes are made of black gems, as dazzling as the stars, purity reveals the temptation of darkness, and is extremely pure in the darkness.

On the altar at the feet of the goddess, the bodies of several girls fell on the edge of the altar. The center of the altar was full of blood, but a water mirror was released from the blood light, inside which was everything that Fang Xin was passing by.

"It's an interesting guy! It's a good tactic. I wiped out my five hundred troops at once and could eat another three hundred troops. In this case, basically, our army has lost three-fifths." Earl Briman admired and commented: "However, if this continues, it should be the result. The nobles will not allow you to continue to expand your power, I really know them too much."

The voice of speech floated and echoed in the hall. The altar itself was a huge magic circle, and the dark power was constantly absorbing from the void and flowing to every place in the castle.

Near the altar, it seemed like another space, the gate without any obstacles blocked everything, which blocked everything. This is the power of the dark ritual, and through the live sacrifice, it gains powerful power.

The blood light converged and the water mirror disappeared, which showed that the power of this live sacrifice had been exhausted. Earl Briman was waiting and saw that the total amount of blood boiling on the altar gradually became shallow, but an attractive fragrance floated out.

The Earl picked up the golden cup with just one move. The remaining blood was like a small stream of water, and it went straight into the golden cup. After only half a cup, the Earl became intoxicated. After a drink, she tasted it for a long time: "It is really worthy of being purified blood. Without any odor of anyone, it is the same quality as the best perfect virgin, and even surpasses it. If I had obtained this dark blood back then, how great would it be!"

As he said that, he took another sip, but suddenly, the altar suddenly shook violently, and a powerful force penetrated through. In an instant, the bodies of the four girls stood up suddenly, hugged the count wildly, and bit him desperately.

Almost at the same time, the magic circle on the altar changed, and countless strong and clear wails spread to the heart of Count Breman - this was the chill from the world of death, with the cry of freezing life.

The power of Count Breman clearly felt that this wail came from the center of the altar, which led to the real world of darkness and death. The magic circle on the altar was activated by some mysterious force - the magic circle, which had slowly and irresistibly operated.

A sudden, a dark force pulled Count Breman. Suddenly, the Count felt a darkness around him. At this moment, the Count did feel fear. It was precisely because of its strength that it knew more and more that if it sinks, it would suffer a terrifying and fearful fate.

But then, a force pulled it back, and two dark forces clashed in the air.

After a moment, the situation stabilized. In the earl's consciousness, it was like the dividing line between the sea and the sky, and there was also a clearly visible dividing line below. It was a dark and deep abyss. The earl could feel countless wailings inside, and even struggled arms - this is its immortality and power, and the source of fear and nightmares.

The count closed his breath. Before the darkness where he could not see his fingers, he could not feel his existence, or even his soul. It roared angrily, opened its mouth, seemed to shout, roar, or whisper, but no sound came out.

This terrifying silence lasted for a moment, and then, the huge power boiled and released his own power. He felt his consciousness be pulled again, and countless fragments appeared in his heart.

A few people flashed in a moment, and several scenes flashed quickly. Finally, there were flames soaring into the sky and the process of falling into the abyss - this feeling was only a moment, and in a blink of an eye, everything suddenly disappeared without a trace. The count roared, and his consciousness returned to the altar, while the four corpses were still biting desperately, sucking his blood.

After drinking the count's blood, the four girls' originally shriveled bodies were immediately recovering, and seemed to have turned into beautiful youth.

Earl Briman sneered, and a powerful force shook the four girls' bodies open and fell into the air. Four dark flames had already fallen on them and immediately burned. They rolled on the ground, wailing, struggling, emitting a stinking smell, but in less than a minute, they died in the flames.

The statue of the goddess swayed, and almost at the same time, the sound of cracks sounded. They were the cracks emitted by the altar and the statue of the goddess at the same time, clearly heard in this empty hall.

Earl of Breman stared at the rift, the altar was the source of its dark lord's power, and the goddess was the reliance for its independence and freedom, just now, the power of the goddess saved it from the entrance of the dark abyss, and now both have rifts.

It’s a dark world, are you no longer willing to wait?

"Cortad!" Earl Briman whispered.

"My Lord, I'm here!" In the thick fog, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor. Every step was as heavy as the same, and the rhythm was good. A dark knight appeared in the palace. He did not look at the altar or the goddess, but just looked at the Earl of Briman.

At this time, the black battle robe had been taken off, and the dark armor was directly displayed, with a long sword on his body. The leader of the Dark Knights' Order Emmanuel slightly lowered his head, waiting for the order of the Lord.

He didn't speak for a moment, and Emmanuel didn't move at all, just waited quietly.

Finally, Earl Briman said, "You are the most powerful being except me. You should feel that my control over the Dark Legion is declining. Although there is the suppression of the goddess, the dark power still bypassed me and penetrated into the Legion."

"My Lord, I will always be your knight. This is the oath from 280 years ago and my oath today. I will swing my sword to slash at all enemies who are enemies of you!" Cortard said in a low and steady tone, his tone unwavering.

"Very good. When the goddess tried to pull the fall in the abyss just now, the goddess saved me. When the dark force was connected with me, I could also use this extremely huge power to make a short use. I foreseeed red, which is the color of flames and the color of the abyss." Earl Briman's eyes flashed, and his voice was low, as if he was just muttering to himself: "In the near future, the Dark Corps will become my enemy. Now, I order you to command the Dark Corps and kill the invaders. At the same time, there is no need to cover up the Destruction Corps. The counterattack of darkness will come immediately - you want to kill that person!"

When talking about that person, the count exuded a kind of contempt and hatred.

Cortard did not ask who the person was, and he whispered: "My Lord, don't worry, I will kill all of them with the long sword in my hand."
Chapter completed!