Chapter 246 Sacrifice

In Lead Castle, the shadow on the throne was as thick as a solid entity, and the magma-like patterns flowed endlessly in the shadow.

Bilak expected the ratmen to escape, but he didn't expect that the ratmen would escape so decisively.

It turns out that he is a useless piece of trash!

The Grand Unifier stepped down from the throne, floated towards the dungeon, and with the help of Orbion's abundant magical winds, sacrificed all the captives.

With a single word, Be'lakor ignited the power in the blood, casting a shadow across the ritual and tearing a rift in the material world.

Its will transcends space and time, following the painful thoughts of the sacrifice, and arrives at the Chaos Realm, which was once the paradise of the old gods and is now the hell of the dark gods, amid the wailing of the soul.

Perhaps this has always been hell, because everything that has ever existed will exist forever in the Demon Realm.

Bilak's essence shines as brightly as a star here, but it is just one of countless stars and is inconspicuous.

The material world no longer constrains its power, and it no longer has to endure the torture of the rules of reality, but even here, it is just an empty shadow.

Thoughts of the past and the future converge here, shaping ruins or palaces.

There are even powerful people who jokingly created a sea of ​​stars that is the same as the one in the physical universe.

Bilak saw the miraculous city of the old gods and the galactic empire of the former rulers of the universe.

The four powerful ones looked down at the past at the end of infinity. The glorious creations of the old gods passed by Bilak in a flash, and were submerged in destruction in an instant.

On the other side of the indescribable world, everything that had long been destroyed reappeared.

The battles that were lost in history are replayed and replayed at the intersection of time and space.

The majestic gods emerged one by one, but Bilak could not fully see them, and they could not catch Bilak's gaze. To Bilak, they were just reflections of the past.

Just as in Bilak's memory, the gods gradually discovered the endless malice, and the ancient war was staged once again.

The great war between the gods shattered the sea of ​​stars, the suns went out one by one, black holes collapsed to the extreme, the universe completely lost its light, shattered into bubbles, and then restored to its original shape in the blink of an eye, starting a new round of creation.

Millions of worlds reincarnate here, and the false gods of mortals continue to fight a losing battle.

Be'lakor even saw the silver ship of the Old Gods and heard their conversations.

Everything that was born from the beginning of the universe to the day of its destruction exists here. This is the Supreme Heaven.

If Be'lak needs it, it can always learn the secrets of the old times through the Demon Realm.

It had tried and died thousands of times.

The Crystal Maze loomed at the end of Bilak's perception, and the Brass Fortress also stood at the other end of the Grand Unifier's thoughts.

But when Bilak fearfully and greedily wanted to take another look at the kingdom of the gods, he was still unable to anchor their true location.

Tzeentch's kingdom of God is not in front. The Chaos Realm has no direction, no volume, and nothing concrete. There is only energy here.

All the scenes in the Demon Realm are just absurd miracles created by demons and gods with energy. They are just chaotic energy in a different form, and they are alive.

It might only take one step to reach the palace of Slaanesh from the Gardens of Nurgle, or it might take forever.

What Be'lakor perceived was but the epitome of chaos.

Even the dark gods dare not claim that they know everything about the Demon Realm.

All Bilak knew was that it was currently located in the "Invisible Wasteland", which was the territory that Bilak once ruled.

Now the divided empire is filled with rebellious daemons and demon princes.

Bilak was once the sole ruler of the "Invisible Wasteland". The constantly emerging Integrators snatched away the glory that belonged to the "First Ascenders" and even took away its power.

Every time a demon prince is born, Bilak's already limited power will be divided among the ascended ones.

It once dominated the mortal realm, but now it has become as humble as one of the demon princes, an insignificant one in ten thousand.

Bilak used the blood of shadows to create dark miracles in the demon realm.

This is a signal.

The pain and wailing in the mortal realm attracted the attention of some things. Many ignorant demons approached Bilak. Behind the tiny demons, extremely huge and powerful beings also cast their sights.

All great demons and demon princes believe that Be'lak has ill intentions, and their wills cautiously linger on the edge of Be'lak's power, guarding against possible traps.

Bilak humiliated himself by performing various peaceful gestures and docile rituals.

It needs to suspend the conflict with other powerful entities in the Demon Realm, and Bilak hopes to get help from his former enemy.

The demons began to negotiate with Bilak and took away the sacrifices that Bilak had offered to them.

The negotiations may have lasted for a long time, but there is no time in the Chaos Realm. No matter how long Bilak stayed in the Realm, it was only a moment in the Mortal Realm, because it was only anchored to that moment in the Mortal Realm.

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When the pathetic mortals who lack an anchor stray into the devil's realm, they often return in a completely different state, but this is not the case with demons.

An intruder interrupted the demons' meeting. The demons smelled the fragrance and sweetness of the elf's soul, but some demons also noticed the heat of the visitor.

This heat seemed like an extension of the Phoenix God.

The ferocious black armor was as deep as midnight in the gorgeous demonic realm. The metal helmet with twisted long horns completely covered the face of the Son of Aenarion. Only a pair of persistent, rational and indifferent eyes were not covered by the black armor.

The fire of Asuryan lingered in the black armor, and the unbearable pain made the eyes of "Witch King" Malekith more brutal.

The demons rushed over with a roar, but all disappeared in an instant and returned to the soul furnace.

No great demon could see the Witch King's counterattack clearly. They could only see that the son of Aenarion had several powerful artifacts on him, which made him no easy target. The wise demons retreated.

There is no source of motivation that drives them to attack threatening prey.

The "Witch King" wanders in absurd lands, looking for a way back to his homeland.

The last invasion of Ulthuan was unsuccessful. Malekith was accustomed to failure and was ready to accumulate strength to return to Ulthuan.

No one expected that an accident would happen during the withdrawal.

Malekith had to admit that he had not expected that the Asur mage named Teclis would be able to awaken the sacred fire of Asuryan that slumbered within him.

The irresistible pain drove Malekith to flee in a hurry, and an accident during the space teleportation exiled him into the Chaos Realm.

Fortunately, when they entered the Demon Realm, Asuryan's power weakened and the holy fire gradually went out.

This holy fire is the remnant of what happened when Malekith killed the usurper Belshana and stepped into the holy fire of Asuryan for his coronation ceremony.

Malekith does not regret his choice, and if he had the chance to do it again, he would do the same thing.

With destruction imminent, the elves must make changes.

The hypocritical Belshana is simply incapable of leading Asur to glory!

(End of this chapter)