Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 591 Indiscriminate Malice

After looking around for a while, he thought to himself that this was indeed a good place, and he could bring his wives and concubines here to play sometime.

Compared to other places, this place is full of energy and a happy atmosphere, with fewer constraints.

To be honest, while the Parthenon is beautiful, its religious atmosphere is so strong that it makes it difficult to do many things properly.

The atmosphere there is too serious and solemn, or perhaps it's fanatical worship, and now there are even more troublemakers.

That place is filled with war. It's okay as a place to make a fortune, but when it comes to entertainment and relaxation, it really can't compare to this place.

The atmosphere is quite tense near the South China Sea, with concerns that sea monsters might cross the ocean and head north at any time.

"We may not be able to truly relax until the siren attacks stop."

Mo Fan sighed deeply. He was exhausted from running around every day, but he couldn't bring himself to stop.

The habit had been formed, and he couldn't just relax and have fun like those people. He was afraid that if he rested for too long, he would completely lose his ambition.

Then his path of magic may come to an end here!

This was the last thing he wanted to face. He still remembered the love and longing he had for magic when he first awakened it. This love was the solid force that helped him fight against those bullies.

This is the only thing he will not give up!

He glanced at the joyful scene one last time, then turned and left.

……

Summer has passed and autumn has arrived; three months have gone by, and September is here.

Even after sunset, the residual heat in the air is enough to make you sweat profusely after just a few steps.

But there is such a place where, as the sun sets, a mist rises, and the active water vapor quickly condenses there.

Through the swaying clouds and mist, one can vaguely see that this is a dilapidated factory.

If Mo Fan were here, he would immediately recognize that this was the place where he encountered the unknown person a few months ago.

Compared to its former glory, this place now seems to have been eroded by time, becoming quite dilapidated.

It even exudes an incredibly cold and sinister atmosphere, a low-pressure malice that would drive anyone who is in it involuntarily mad.

As darkness fell completely, countless people walked around, their faces pale and their eyes already numb.

They lined up like puppets to enter the factory, and then took the descending elevator in batches to a dimly lit plaza underground.

Although it is underground, the plaza is still quite large, with a radius of nearly 500 meters.

The square is also filled with huge supporting pillars arranged in a staggered manner, with various strange and intricate patterns carved on them.

The center was occupied by an altar covered with blood-red patterns, which connected to the supporting pillars and formed the sacrificial array of the entire altar.

In the dimly lit underground plaza, the crowd emerged from the elevator, their eyes glazed as they walked forward, past the supporting pillars, and sat cross-legged on the altar.

In just over half an hour, the altar was filled with hundreds of people, and those who came later could only wait patiently in place.

"I hope this time it will be a success!"

At the lower edge of the altar, a man in black robes crossed his arms and stared at the swarming crowd, completely unmoved.

With each breath he took, demonic power was released from his body, and the blood-red patterns on the altar immediately responded and burst forth with crimson light!

The person sitting cross-legged on the altar began to twitch involuntarily, and wisps of blood-red mist mixed with invisible soul energy dissipated.

Driven by the formation, the swirling blood mist seemed to find an entrance, and a crimson crack suddenly opened above it.

The blood mist rushed in one after another along the crack, creating a scene resembling a blood-red waterfall hanging upside down, or a giant maw of the abyss swallowing everything in its path!

As the blood mist condensed more and more, the cracks slowly widened, and a strange, frenzied aura seeped out through the cracks.

"Quick! Everyone get up there!!!"

Upon seeing this, the man in black robes shouted excitedly, but the person below the crack seemed to melt away, and in the blink of an eye, only their clothes fell away.

Those waiting in line reacted immediately upon seeing this scene, fear filling their eyes.

Becoming a vampire comes at a price: when necessary, they must obey commands and make sacrifices.

The process of offering sacrifices also varies. Most of the time, the person is only weakened for ten days to half a month, but it is not like today where the person dies directly.

But before they could react, a crimson mist had already enveloped them, and a powerful pulling force dragged them swiftly onto the altar.

"No!!! You demon! You are the real demon!"

"Let me go!!!"

"ah……!!"

Some vampires still harbored a rebellious spirit, and upon entering the altar, they couldn't help but awaken their demonic power, wanting to leave this hellish place.

But the terrifying tearing force above caused him to vanish into wisps of blood mist in the blink of an eye!

"Hmph~ You really think you have a choice?"

The man in black robes snorted coldly, watching the scene before him with indifference. The moment they became vampires, they had only one identity: the blood and flesh of demons!

Demons are extremely fond of the life force and soul of living beings, and they are even more attracted to higher-level souls.

He turned these people into vampires in the first place so that they could be sacrificed today.

Even if he doesn't push them, those people will automatically move forward at his command; that's the power of bloodline restraint!

He sacrificed these vampires to the demons, and naturally there were benefits in return; the more he sacrificed, the greater the benefits he received.

This is tantamount to making a deal with the devil!

Two hours later, the square was completely empty. A twisted passage, about the thickness of a water bucket, had been opened above the altar, its walls covered with dark red cracks.

That familiar, manic aura descended!

A terrifying ball of blood-red light flew out of the passage and crashed into the body of the man in black robes. The passage then quickly collapsed and disintegrated, rapidly returning to its original state under dimensional correction.

"ah……!!!!!!"

The man in black robes suddenly fell to the ground and rolled around, the demonic markings on his body quickly covering his entire form, and dark mist emanated from the demonic markings on his body.

The black-robed man's monarch-level aura surged at an incredible speed, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed over to the Great Monarch realm.

As his cultivation level surged, more and more black mist dissipated, swirling together in wisps and forming a frenzied, delirious field!

"Haha... I'm not afraid of you alive, do you think you can do anything to me even if you're dead?!"

The man in black robes stared with blood-red pupils, his veins bulging menacingly, and he growled in a hoarse voice!

Under the cover of the cloth, the facial muscles seemed to come alive, constantly pulsating and changing into different shapes.

boom!

With a burst of supreme monarchical aura, the entire plaza shook violently, and terrifying malice swept indiscriminately in all directions!

The array that had been set up was instantly broken by this surge of energy, spreading throughout the entire city in the blink of an eye, and then expanding into the wilderness, sandy areas, and jungles!

In an instant, it spread over a hundred kilometers! Countless demons wandering this land, sensing the indiscriminate and insane malice of the Supreme Monarch, fled in a frenzy.

(End of this chapter)