God-level Store Manager - Chapter 3885

[Chapter 2793 Gate of the World 1/2]

“Eternity, greatness, immortality.”

“Chaos, destruction, disaster.” “

The beginning of filth, the beginning of madness, the source of nightmares.”

“The messenger of the end, the incarnation of death, sacrifices this world to welcome your arrival …”

Under the never-ending dark abyss, overlapping murmuring words echoed endlessly.

Figures in black robes gathered here.

Around the mysterious altar made of black crystal stones, they performed a sacrificial ceremony passed down from ancient times.

“God is watching us, waiting for us to give our ultimate loyalty!”

One of the figures stepped forward, opened his arms and shouted loudly to everyone, his tone was fanatical and pious.

In the groggy environment, one could vaguely see the skin covered by the black robe, with complex and weird patterns painted on it.

It seemed to be some kind of special text.

It seemed to be alive, like an insect slowly squirming, gnawing at his flesh and soul.

Bang, bang, bang…

The dull sound of footsteps sounded from the depths of the darkness.

A bit of dark red light rose faintly, like a red eye, watching everything coldly.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and the outline of some kind of huge creature gradually became clearer.

They were two humanoid creatures more than ten meters tall, with ferocious faces, and their bodies were covered with armor made of hard stone.

Mountain monster.

A powerful and rare monster with terrifying strength, even far surpassing most legendary strong men.

The giant sword pierced the giant demon’s chest from behind, piercing it. The hilt of the sword was connected to a huge chain.

The other end of the chain firmly locked the bloody light group in mid-air.

The two mountain monsters slowly moved forward, dragging the bloody light ball in the air.

The blood-colored light group seems to be really composed of some kind of blood color, and with the movement, there are ripples like water waves, weird and twisted.

Finally, the mountain demon slowly reached the top of the altar.

“Use the dirty blood to open the door to the world.”

The black-robed priest slowly leaned down, and other black-robed figures also knelt down and chanted songs that had been passed down in ancient times.

The bloody light group began to tremble.

Faintly, there seemed to be a roar coming from it, and it seemed like a hazy and unreal dream.

The blood began to flow, like a snake breaking free from its chained cage, waving in all directions.

Like tentacles.

Finally, the tentacles found their target, and they rushed towards the mountain monster below crazily.

However, in just a few seconds, the mountain demon’s figure disappeared completely, but its blood expanded a lot.

Then it turned into a whirlpool and slowly merged with the altar made of black crystal stones.

Gradually the altar changed.

The black faded and was replaced by a blood-like dark red, and blood-colored threads gradually grew and extended, no different from blood vessels.

A sound almost like a heartbeat echoed in the empty hall, as if hitting everyone’s heart.

The growth of the bloody threads continued, gradually spreading towards the central area of the altar, and finally gathered in the blood vortex in the center.

The heartbeat gradually accelerated, and flesh and blood spread and grew in it.

The black-robed priest raised his head.

He saw those blood vessels gradually expanding, transporting an endless stream of blood and energy.

Those are the crazy souls they spent countless years collecting.

Something indescribable is gradually taking shape in the whirlpool, and the wails of countless souls emerge among the surge of blood.

They struggled and roared.

⑻ьＯＯ．

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but could not escape from the vortex of blood.

Finally, the pregnancy reached its limit.

“Roar!”

The soul-touching roar echoed deep in the soul of every Annihilation cultist.

The blood vortex dried up completely, and the blood-colored threads also dried up and broke, replaced by a slowly squirming mass of scarlet flesh.

Countless limbs, faces, eyeballs, and mouths are constantly taking shape, and then melting into flesh and blood in an instant.

“Master all things, dominate death, annihilate all things, end with chaos…”

A low-pitched chant echoed.

In the void, countless marks of chaos emerged, and were eventually submerged into the irregular mass of flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood began to tremble, as if there was an invisible hand reshaping it.

Swelling, rising, compressing, splitting…

Finally, it turned into two closed doors.

The God of Death with wings behind his back stood on the door, looking at the thousands of believers below, his strange face seemed to be mocking or sneering.

And this is just a statue made of flesh and blood.

I don’t know when, the sound of overlapping waves echoed around the altar, as if I was on the seaside.

The waves rolled and crashed onto the shore.