I can find treasures in my dreams.

soon.

Zhang Hehua and Eduardo ascended to the first level of the Advent Altar.

The altar is divided into four levels. Apart from the original demons, that is, demons that are not reincarnated through blood sacrifice, others are only allowed to ascend the first level.

Zhang Hehua observed the altar up close and faintly smelled an indescribable stench of blood.

This is not the sense of smell from the nose.

Rather, it is a sense of smell in a supernatural sense.

Although she was an ordinary person, after undergoing several blood sacrifices and frequently consuming ingredients containing trace amounts of supernatural power, she awakened some sensory abilities.

She stared intently at the pure white material, and then vaguely noticed that it actually had a hint of blood.

Zhang Hehua instantly realized that the stone used to build the altar was most likely refined by living humans, or contained human-refined components.

This altar is so huge, with a diameter of over fifty meters. How many innocent lives were lost during the material processing?

Ten thousand?
Still 30,000?

Zhang Hehua perfectly controlled the excitement in her heart and simply smiled and said, "Ed, the patterns carved on the altar are so exquisite. This is definitely the work of a master."

Eduardo nodded somewhat absentmindedly: "That's right. I heard that the sculptors are several skilled craftsmen from the Holy Race who have over two hundred years of experience in altar construction."

Zhang Hehua suddenly realized, "No wonder it's so powerful."

Eduardo's lips moved, as if he wanted to say that the carving knives used by the demon craftsmen were all made from the leg bones of living people, and that the tormented souls of the leg bone's owner were sealed within them.

The process of making a carving knife is more cruel than many blood sacrifices; an ordinary person who sees it will have nightmares every day.

This knife has a name—the Pain Carving Knife.

Only by using the Blade of Pain can the engravings be imbued with unique power, thus making the altar even more powerful.

But Eduardo ultimately said nothing.

As Zhang Hehua strolled along, she pretended to admire the patterns while simultaneously stroking them with her hand.

The two demons on the second floor above, disguised in human skin, immediately noticed her actions.

But they only glanced at Zhang Hehua a few times before looking away.

Because the altar's material has reached the level of a first-class exotic material, it is harder than steel.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to withstand the pressure brought by the arrival of the Holy Son.

The two demons were merely warriors and were completely unaware of the strange, supernatural marks that allowed them to enter the altar in an extremely stealthy manner.

The brand's shape resembles a cicada, which hasn't appeared on Azure Star for many years.

This was naturally something Yang Fan created.

After the cicada imprint disappeared into the altar, its form quickly changed and it soon merged with the altar.

Thirty seconds later.

Zhang Hehua withdrew her hand and stopped stroking the altar patterns.

She breathed a huge sigh of relief, because the important task that Your Excellency had entrusted to her had been completed.

on the other hand.

Zhang Hehua's admiration for you grew stronger.

Right under the noses of so many demons, she secretly tampered with the altar, and the demons didn't even notice.

In fact.

This is precisely because Yang Fan has a very deep grasp of the ways of demons, which allows an ordinary person to do such an incredible thing.

at this time.

Zhang Hehua looked at Eduardo and said softly, "Ed, let's go and rest for a while."

The master of the Azure Palace had long wanted to leave this ghost altar, and upon hearing this, he quickly nodded and said, "Alright!"

Under the watchful eyes of a group of demons, the two descended from the altar, crossed the wide square, and entered the adjacent rest area.

behind.

A humanoid demon with a hooked nose, its vertical pupils flashing, said, "I have a feeling that Eduardo's mental state is a little off?"

A short, stout demon nearby offered his opinion: "Captain Methyl used a secret technique to check, and it seems that Eduardo has been favored by the will of the Azure Star world; a trace of power still remains in his soul."

The hook-nosed demon suddenly realized: "I understand now, no wonder Eduardo has always resisted the blood sacrifice of reincarnation."

The world's will and demons are mortal enemies, irreconcilable, because the demons' mission is to destroy civilized worlds, and the world's will is the biggest victim.

The soul of the Azure Palace Master retains a trace of world power, which will inevitably cause him to instinctively feel aversion towards demons.

The hook-nosed demon continued, "Once the Holy Son descends upon the Azure Civilization, let's just perform a blood sacrifice on Eduardo."

In this demon's eyes, as long as the Holy Son arrives, Azure Star will be the demon's domain, and he can do whatever he wants.

What difference is there between the leader of a mere country and a pig or a dog?
The short, fat demon had a different idea: "Eduardo's mistress seems to have a slightly different soul. I'll get her and play with her sometime."

The fate of a human woman who is toyed with by demons is naturally horrific; dying quickly is a stroke of luck.

The two demons exchanged a glance, both filled with anticipation for what was about to happen.

We've been suffering in the Federation for so long, but now that the Holy Son has arrived, we can finally hold our heads high!
five minutes later.

"Boom!"

A bell, half real and half illusory, suddenly rang out from underground, echoing in everyone's ears.

In the lounge.

Eduardo stood up: "Let's go, it's time to attend the ceremony!"

Zhang Hehua took his arm and followed him out.

The number of federal elites invited this time was quite large, exceeding three hundred people in total, most of whom underwent reincarnation blood sacrifice and became demons.

They poured out of the various rest rooms and marched in a great procession toward the Altar of Descent. As required by the demons, they collectively ascended the first level of the altar and formed a circle.

Eduardo's face was a little pale. He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

Now that things have come to this, the Federation has become a land of demons, and he has no way back. He can only stand here with a heavy heart.

Zhang Hehua's heart was racing a little.

She could "see" that the pure white altar was beginning to emit a blood-red light, and the light was rapidly intensifying.

A hoarse, grating voice, speaking not Gamenine but demonic language, came from the second level of the platform.

Despite being in a foreign language, everyone instinctively understood the meaning of the words: "Kneel down! Welcome the great arrival!"

His words carried a condescending, commanding tone.

Previously, the demons had at least some courtesy towards the high-ranking officials of Jameni, but now they've dropped all pretense. The numerous nobles who had been reincarnated as demons quickly knelt down.

Eduardo hesitated for a moment, then obediently knelt on the ground.

Zhang Hehua stared wide-eyed, as if she hadn't heard the demon's command.

From an incredibly strange perspective, she witnessed a scene beyond imagination.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap was heard.

A vast, mighty river of blood, every drop of which was fresh blood, surged forth from the endless darkness.

As if inspired by some mysterious force, she naturally knew that the Blood River was a terrifying weapon.

A terrifying being sacrificed countless lives to create this river of blood.

In the very center of the Blood River floated a constantly writhing ball of flesh, more than three meters in diameter.

"Boom! Boom!"

A particularly dull and powerful, illusory heartbeat echoed in her mind.

"This is the Holy Son!"

Zhang Hehua naturally knew this.

On the second level of the altar.

The demon who had just given the orders was named Jia Lie, and his gaze was fixed on Zhang Hehua, the only one still standing.

Jia Lie shouted again, his tone imperious: "Kneel down!"

Eduardo was startled and quickly reached out to tug at Zhang Hehua, whispering, "Kneel down now."

Zhang Hehua ignored him, her mind still absorbed in the strange scene.

She then saw that the river of blood had surged for some distance before seemingly encountering some invisible obstacle.

"boom!"

There was another loud thunder.

It felt like the whole world was shaking.

An invisible membrane firmly blocked the river of blood, preventing it from advancing an inch.

On the second level of the altar.

Jia Lie clenched his fist, wanting to smash the woman's head in with one punch, but considering that this was the Holy Son's altar, it was not appropriate to kill someone here.

It turned its head to look at a demon and nodded slightly.

The latter immediately understood, a cruel glint flashing in his vertical pupils. He strode down from the platform, intending to drag Zhang Hehua away and torture her to death.

Eduardo panicked and grabbed Zhang Hehua's arms with both hands, trying to force her to kneel down.

at this time.

"Om~"

The altar trembled.

All people and all demons stopped moving.

Jia Lie paused for a moment, then exclaimed with delight, "The Holy Son will be arriving on Azure Star soon!"

The scene that Zhang Hehua "saw" changed again.

On the other side of the "membrane" blocking the blood river, a large amount of blood-red mist suddenly emerged, forming an overwhelming sea of ​​blood snakes that rushed towards the "membrane" like a tidal wave.

Along with the blood mist came countless screams of pain.

"what!"

"It hurts so much!"

"mom!"

"Please, just kill me!"

Each of the blood snakes' heads was, in fact, a human head, their faces extremely distorted.

Zhang Hehua trembled.

She instantly realized that the blood serpents were created by the Altar of Descent, and they could help the Demon Saint descend.

Each blood snake is actually a living human being who was brutally murdered and transformed into a blood snake.

The number of blood snakes she saw was at least two or three hundred thousand.

This means that at least two or three hundred thousand lives were forever buried beneath the Advent altar.

How cruel is this?
What kind of terror is this?
That's why Zhang Hehua trembled.

Just as she had expected.

The blood snakes quickly came into contact with the invisible "membrane," a "membrane" that even the Blood River could hardly penetrate, yet the blood snakes corroded holes in it.

Zhang Hehua had another guess in her mind: "This 'membrane' must be something that Canglan Star created to block the Holy Son."

"The Azure People are beings born on Azure Star. The blood serpents refined from the life force of the Azure People can naturally restrain the world power of Azure Star."

It has to be said that this woman is quite clever; through a combination of guessing and deduction, she managed to arrive at a fairly accurate picture of the truth.

A moment later.

The membrane formed by the power of the world was corroded by the blood snake, creating a large hole.

"Wow~"

Some of the blood in the Blood River seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and rushed in through the cave entrance.

The power of the world surged forth, instantly repairing the hole and keeping the blood out once again.

But it was still a step too late.

The flesh ball, also known as the Holy Son, has already entered Azure Star on the back of blood.

This moment.

A voice filled with shock and anger suddenly came from inside the ball of flesh.

"Who?"

This is clearly the voice of the Demon Saint.

It seems to have discovered something unexpected. (End of Chapter)