Chapter 132
In order to finish watching this plot that interested him very much, Su Xingyuan chose to endure it.
The people in charge of the ceremony were just as restless as he was.
Not only was there the excitement of witnessing this great moment, but there was also a vague sense of fear. It's like eating in class or playing with your phone in a meeting, where you don't know when you'll be exposed, and you feel uneasy and excited like a thorn in your back.
Many people watched the ceremony devoutly while quietly opening their mobile phones to check the news, and breathed a sigh of relief when they found that Su Xingyuan was still in the court.
They obviously hated and feared Su Xingyuan. Even in such an occasion, they did not dare to call him by his name. If Su Xingyuan had not sneaked in, they would not have known that they had become something "unspeakable" in the Demon King's City.
Su Xingyuan stroked it.
Even though the members of the Demon King's City were so afraid of him, they still insisted on holding rallies, wanting to defeat the murderer Su Xingyuan who indiscriminately slaughtered any member of the Demon King's City he saw. They never gave up and worked diligently. If Su Xingyuan was not also being targeted as the savior, he would have suspected that he was the villain.
Thinking of this, Su Xingyuan looked at himself in the mirror and made a malicious, sarcastic and green tea smile.
Su Xingyuan: “…”
His muscles are really well developed.
Meanwhile, the ceremony was still going on.
The blood of ten people could not fill this pool. The next to be bled were the high-level monsters they captured.
Focus: Advanced.
Su Xingyuan: “…”
Su Xingyuan's expression twisted slightly.
Although he can kill a monster like this with one punch, this is strange! It's strange!
But when he thought of the sunk costs of the ten people before, Su Xingyuan felt that he had the fortitude to endure.
There were three monsters in total. Due to their huge size and abundant health, they quickly filled the entire pool. By now, the room was already filled with an extremely strong and pungent smell of blood.
The candlelight flickered slightly.
Everything exudes an ominous atmosphere.
Su Xingyuan thought inappropriately that if this was the world view of a horror game, what was going on now was probably the pre-CG plot before the game started, about how the characters committed suicide by summoning evil gods.
The man in black robe stepped back, and this time a masked woman came on stage.
The woman dipped her fingers in the blood from the pool and began to draw a magic circle on the ground within the red line with her bare hands. It seemed like she had practiced countless times for this day. Her fingers did not tremble at all and the lines she drew were completed in one go. At least Su Xingyuan seemed happy to see it.
If it were made into a decompression video, it would definitely be praised for being very smooth.
The last stroke of the magic circle can be connected to the outermost line, allowing the person who draws the magic circle to stand outside the magic circle at the moment the magic circle is formed.
After the woman confirmed that she could withdraw immediately, she slowly loosened her grip and released her hand.
All members present held their breath, waiting for that moment to come.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
After these three seconds of silence, almost everyone thought that the ceremony had failed and could hardly hide the disappointment on their faces.
However, in the next moment, the blood pool boiled and the red light prevailed!
A raging flame started from the bottom of the blood pool and gradually burned upwards. Although the candles had been extinguished, the magic circle drawn with blood emitted a deep red light. However, even so, the members present could hardly see the situation in the center of the magic circle.
——The wind is blowing.
In this small secret room, a strong wind suddenly blew up!
The knife-like wind lifted their collars, ruffled their hair, and made it completely impossible for them to open their eyes. Even so, these people moved forward with an almost crazy look, trying to open their eyes and witness this moment which they considered to be particularly sacred.
In order to reduce the impact of the strong wind, they crawled on the ground; in order to show their faith, they raised their heads high, and somehow, this scene became like a pilgrimage.
Although...it can indeed be called a pilgrimage.
Su Xingyuan's gaze fell on them silently.
Before the devil shows up...it's better to harvest them first. Otherwise, who knows whether the Demon King will directly absorb the vitality of these fanatics in order to resist the rejection and influence imposed by the world?
That Su Xingyuan would have suffered a great loss.
He would never allow this to happen.
The black-haired boy took out his short knife and looked at the group of self-propelled humanoid experience points with red names on their heads, revealing a kind, peaceful, holy and warm smile like an angel.
However, just when he was about to take action—
He suddenly felt an inexplicable pulling force, as if it was going to pull him out of the space.
Su Xingyuan: “……?”
The black-haired boy blinked.
As expected, delay leads to changes!
The black-haired boy's kind green eyes suddenly became sharp. His pupils sank, and with a flick of his wrist he thrust the dagger into the back of the man crawling beside him.
The next moment.
His eyes were suddenly filled with white light.
This piece of white light was particularly similar to what Su Xingyuan felt when he entered and exited his home and made space jumps. It was as if he was suddenly being teleported by someone. During the transition of space, due to his body's subconscious protection of his eyes, he could not see anything but pure white.
The white light only appeared for a moment, and soon, the blinding, blood-red color began to permeate his field of vision and invade his sight.
From this moment on, Su Xingyuan finally felt something was wrong.
He opened his eyes.
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Gavin tried hard to raise his head, wanting to imprint this scene in his mind forever.
In order to obtain the summoning formation, the high-level officials of the Demon King's City tried countless methods before they got a complete formation pattern. It can be said that they have spent countless manpower and material resources to reach this moment.
What's even more interesting is that Su Xingyuan is still in this city, serving as his defendant without knowing anything!
You know, the being they summoned is a demon king who can possess a body. He can directly kill Su Xingyuan and take over his body. It is conceivable how powerful the demon king will be when he possesses the body of the savior!
By then, it will not be a problem to complete all the plans in the Demon King’s City!
I wonder...which demon king will come this time?
There are a total of six demon kings in hell. It is said that this formation will summon the most supreme existence in hell. If the names of the demon kings represent their status, then the one coming this time should be the number one demon king!
Think about it, the most supreme existence in hell, isn't this well-deserved-
The Lord of Hell!
The more Gavin thought about it, the more excited he became, and his eyes looked fanatically at the center of the altar. He would actually be able to face the Lord of Hell one day, and he would be willing to do so even if it meant dying immediately!
The blood pool was burning fiercely, and the increasingly strong flames continued to spread and condense upwards, and then suddenly a terrifying energy wave erupted!
The walls inside the secret room, which were made of special metal that could absorb energy, could not withstand such a huge amount of energy and began to crack inch by inch. In the cracks, golden light flowed like molten gold.
Amidst the interweaving of gold and red, a door opened in the flames.
Through the flames, they could vaguely see a corner of the door. Even with a quick glance, the scene inside was enough to scare anyone. The horror that made their intuition so fierce that it was impossible to describe in words. Obviously, it was unquestionably, real hell.
And after the door appeared, the flames, which were originally red to purple, began to spread outwards inch by inch from inside the door, and advanced into a cold and deep blue.
Completely different from the previous flames, even though the blue flames were almost overflowing from the red line, they could not feel any temperature that a flame should have, but instead could only feel bone-chilling coldness.
The eyes of the members of the Demon King's City became more and more fanatical.
Cold, pure blue flame!
Yes, this is the fire that can only be born in hell!
"Praise the Lord of Hell!"
The man in black robe said excitedly, his lips and voice trembling.
"Praise the Lord of Hell!!"
Everyone echoed in unison, with extreme enthusiasm and excitement behind their voices.
This excitement overwhelmed the fear of the "unspeakable" that could never be eliminated in their hearts. Even when they saw the blue flame, they only felt something was wrong for a moment. They did not think deeply about it, nor could they think of anything else. So this emotion was quickly overshadowed and became extremely insignificant.
"Praise the Lord of Hell!!!"
——Amidst the flames of hell, the tall figure finally slowly stepped out of the door from hell, crossed the boundary between hell and reality, and came to the altar.
At this moment, the flames of hell burned and leaped wildly, and the light was so bright that it was almost stimulating to the point that people could not open their eyes and tears could not stop flowing.
But no one closed their eyes.
Everyone looked at the figure devoutly, reverently and fanatically, not wanting to miss even a single detail.
Finally, the golden light cleared the way, the flames subsided, the strong winds subsided, and the summoned Lord of Hell slowly opened his eyes.
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………
At this moment, the scene fell into deathly silence.
The black-robed leader sat down on the ground, his mind blank. He raised his hand tremblingly, his lips trembling, and his words were unclear: "You, you, you——!"
In the direction where his finger pointed, countless eyes were focused.
Hanging there was a young man with long black hair and green eyes.
His jet-black hair was lifted by the special force field, and below his eyes that were like the finest turquoise, two jet-black, iconic symmetrical moles were faintly visible in the firelight.
It's like a charming demon with a tongue that is most adept at telling lies.
"You are——Xingyuan Su!!!"
——The Lord of Hell, who came in response to the call and had a pair of small moles, raised his eyes.
Then he tilted his head slightly, blinked, and revealed an all too familiar, innocent smile.
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