Infinite: Starting from Infiltrating Other Spaces

He slowly lowered his head, opened his mouth, and two fangs suddenly extended, grabbing a stunningly beautiful girl whose face was filled with terror.

Sharp fangs pierced deep into the fair neck.

Crimson blood dripped down her pale chin as the girl struggled, letting out incredibly chilling screams.

The two barons couldn't help but tremble.

The Viscount didn't cast any illusions while eating?

Instead, it makes the blood slaves feel the fear and despair of being drained of their blood, a feeling of impending death.

This is truly amazing...

He casually tossed aside the girl, whose eyes were rolling back and who had become a withered corpse.

Gulagg's white shirt was now stained crimson.

He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood off his chin, which caused the blood droplets that were originally sliding down to spread and stain his entire chin red.

Slowly walking to the edge, Gulagg looked down at the Apostles who were now locked in a stalemate and said nonchalantly:

"Serve the food, our guests... can't wait!"

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"Damn, who the hell would dare go up there?"

The squad leader hid to one side, looking at the several mutilated corpses lying on the ground.

These are all unlucky guys who wanted to use invisibility or thought they had a chance and wanted to take a gamble.

They died a horrible death; the first few were completely wiped out, leaving only a few bloody keys floating quietly on the ground.

At least two hundred apostles are now gathered around the ceremonial table.

No one dared to go up, and no one was willing to leave.

This created a stalemate, with everyone waiting for an opportunity to break it.

No matter how hard the squad leader thought, he couldn't think of any opportunity that could change the situation.

Just as he was hesitating about whether to 'declutter' and lead his team away.

A faint chanting suddenly drifted from the square.

what sound?

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while.

He asked uncertainly:

Did you hear that?

The subordinates exchanged bewildered glances, wondering if their leader was hallucinating because he was too eager for equipment.

"Boss... what... did I hear?"

The squad leader frowned; the voice seemed to be growing clearer.

"You should hear this..."

He held his breath, trying hard to decipher the words being chanted:

"The great Blood God... cast a look of...praise upon me..."

The squad leader repeated what he had heard bit by bit.

The chanting grew louder and louder, as if thousands of young girls were looking up at the sky and shouting in high-pitched voices.

“…Blood…Sacrifice…Blood…God…”

Suddenly, blood-red lines lit up on the ground of the square.

These intersecting lines create a unique and complex pattern.

"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"

All the apostles were startled by this sudden turn of events.

They opened their mouths as if to shout, but a terrifying power seemed to emerge along with the formation of blood-red patterns.

It could only open and close weakly, without making a sound.

The air seemed to become stuffy and damp, and a strong smell of blood emanated from somewhere.

A blood-red mist replaced the drifting embers.

Li Xia stood on the ruins, watching in awe as a huge crimson magic circle slowly took shape in the square.

In the distance, a figure dressed in ceremonial robes slowly approached.

He was barefoot, and his body seemed to sway to the rhythm of the chanting.

He was holding a golden bowl and a dagger.

Under the power of the magic array, those corrupted tree golems have silently and imperceptibly turned into dust.

Hundreds of apostles were frozen in mid-air, their eyes filled with despair and terror as they watched Guracog approach step by step from afar.

Look... what a wonderful person she is...

Gulagg's heart was filled with joy.

They risked their lives to help him kill tens of thousands of corrupted tree golems, gathering the twisted souls needed to start the ritual.

Now a large group of excellent, strong, and vigorous humans have arrived, offering their blood.

To offer a gift in celebration of the king's birth...

Gulagger walked to the center of the square with a smile.

Without hesitation, he slashed his wrist with a dagger, letting the blood drip into the golden bowl.

He opened his arms and looked up at the gray sky.

He roared with wild laughter:

"Blood sacrifice... Blood God!!"

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Chapter 142 Destiny

Accompanied by Gulag's maniacal laughter.

Dark clouds churned in the gray sky, and a blood-red light shot into the heavens.

The entire sky was bathed in an unsettling dark red.

The blood-red clouds seemed to be stirred, slowly beginning to rotate around the pillar of light.

Gulag closed his eyes, as if the whole world was before him.

He was filled with a frenzied joy, as if it was about to overflow from his body.

He slowly lowered his head and poured the blood from the ceremonial golden bowl onto the ground.

Watching the blood roll on the ground like mercury.

Gulagk slowly knelt before the crimson pillar of light.

What a wonderful world...

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"Chao! Blood sacrifice... Blood God?"

With its mouth wide open, the dragon's two whiskers curled up nimbly as it scratched the top of its head.

It is no longer the 'outdated Azure Dragon' it was when it was first resurrected.

It's practically a yellow card now!

Teacher Ao is very familiar with those widely circulated memes!

"He's offering a sacrifice to Khorne? Wait a minute, wasn't Khorne whipped into a coward by the Temple of Light?"

Awoo turned its head to look at Li Xia, its little paws rubbing its chin:

"And Your Highness seems to be more favored by Khorne. If Khorne does come down, who knows who will receive this blessing..."

Li Xia looked at the little dragon, whose joke had already stuck in her head, speechless.

Unexpectedly, Awoo became more and more energetic as he spoke: "Khorne is actually somewhat inclined to the role of a war god. Your Highness, your melee style, especially killing Baal with your fists, is exactly what Khorne likes."

"Gug is not summoning Khorne..."

Seeing that the roar was getting stronger and stronger, Li Xia shook his head and interrupted its output.

"Huh? No? They've already sacrificed blood to the Blood God... Isn't the skull offering seat below?"

Li Xia was about to speak when she suddenly turned her head to the side.

A man strolled over slowly, hands in his pockets, and wisely stopped about 20 meters away—a distance that was barely considered safe for an apostle.

"I meant no harm, buddy."

The person waved his hand, his face showing lingering fear and relief at surviving a close call.

"I just want to chat with someone..."

He stretched out his hand, pinching his index finger and thumb together: "Can you understand that feeling of being so close, so close to rushing in?"

"Ah."

Li Xia knew what he was talking about. Some people, after suffering a great shock, will be shaken and will involuntarily feel the urge to confide in others.

They need to speak out and release their emotions.

Apostles are human too, at least second-tier apostles are; they are just a little stronger, nothing more.

Not all the onlookers rushed forward; at least a few apostles remained where they were for various reasons and survived.

To be honest, given the current situation in the square, the scene of more than two hundred apostles being trapped at the same time is indeed quite frightening.

The apostle who arrived did not introduce himself, nor did he seem to care too much about what Li Xia was thinking.

He seemed to be venting his shock, talking to himself:

"I can tell, they are the people from the Eternal Night Pilgrimage. They are all madmen, vampires, perverts who like to capture young girls in dungeons to be their blood slaves."

He should be the guild leader of the Eternal Night Pilgrimage Guild in the sacrificial legends—the Blood God.

"These lunatics..."

He lowered his head and muttered something, letting out a long breath, his emotions much calmer:

"I feel much better... By the way, friend, here's a piece of advice: you'd better hurry up and leave, run far away."

Find an opportunity to quickly complete the task and leave.

I know a little about magic circles; it's a kind of sacrificial summoning circle. Who knows what might come out of it later.

After saying that, he waved his hand and left without looking back.

Awoo watched his departing figure and asked softly:

"Your Highness, should we—"

Li Xia did not answer, but silently looked in the direction of the square.

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At first, the apostles who came to Demon Prison Star for the first time cautiously explored this brand new world.

They followed the guidance of the Temple of Light, exploring little by little.

Until an apostle accidentally discovered the secret of Sunset City Square.

At its peak, this city had a population of over a million and was a city of mages.