Eastern Wilderness.
A large number of Night Watcher patrol units weave through the dense forest.
Vaguely forming a surrounding circle.
Through the map, one could see the center of the circle with a large area of red dots, these red dots form a certain shape and are slowly advancing.
Such blatant manner, it’s completely a declaration of war against the Night Watchers.
"Why haven’t they attacked yet?"
The Cultist leader frowned and asked, following the sacrificial procession of the followers.
The surrounding Cultist scouts have already noticed the Night Watchers, just as the Night Watchers have long discovered them.
Both sides maintain an extrely uncomfortable rapport, staring at each other.
The Night Watchers not initiating an attack made the Cultist leader sowhat uneasy.
This operation itself was undoubtedly a suicide mission, ant to inflict heavy damage on the Night Watchers.
To gain a certain ti window, allowing the Cultists to develop once more on this continent amidst war, rather than hide in sewers in their current miserable state.
George and Blake had now arrived in this area.
They stood in front of the route of the advancing Cultist army.
"Obviously, these Cult followers might be the capital they plan to use for the sacrifice."
A scholar from the Great Library stated.
Blake asked, "Can we interrupt the ritual by quickly eliminating these followers?"
The scholar shook his head.
"This kind of sacrificial ritual, we have seen before during the Liberty City Alliance.
Unlike forced sacrifices of civilians or other lives, voluntary sacrifices by followers generate an extrely powerful connection effect.
Clearly, they ca prepared this ti, definitely bringing several stones, constructing a solid link with the willing sacrifice of followers, once started, it is hard to break."
Saying this, the scholar gestured twice.
"They’ve now ford a large formation, the ritual has actually begun, just not activated.
Which ans no matter how we fight, the Apostle summoned by the evil god will descend, which is sothing we must face."
Upon hearing this, George nodded and looked at Blake.
Blake didn’t hesitate, saying directly: "Since it can’t be avoided, let’s attack directly and get ready for battle.
Apply so pressure to them, forcing them to activate the ritual quickly.
Has Raelia arrived?"
"Already in position."
"Then let’s attack!"
With Blake’s order.
The Night Watchers surrounding the Cultist followers suddenly launched an attack.
An arrow shot out from the dense forest.
Directly targeting the central formation of followers.
A follower was pierced on the spot, and more attacks followed suit.
The Cultists guarding nearby imdiately launched a counterattack.
Suddenly heard the tremors of the earth.
The leader in the center of the Cultist’s formation saw in the distance the advancing Light Guardians.
The army of the Night Watchers.
The Cultists have dealt with them multiple tis.
Unlike the Night Patrol, these Light Guardians always swiftly clear all enemies in warfare.
They attack any defense with high intensity.
In any force, they definitely count as a highly intimidating legion.
And at this mont charging at the front, kicking up a large amount of dust, are undoubtedly the Centaur Knights among the Night Watchers.
They arrange a neat charge, holding exaggerated lances as they proceed with a fierce charge.
Magic power among these knights seed to form an illusionary spike covering them.
Making their charging formation extrely intimidating.
Watching this scene.
The leader has set aside all hopes and initiated the ritual on the spot.
Raised the scepter high in hand.
The surrounding followers instantly fell to the ground and began to sing mournfully.
Three fragnted stones floated in the air, mingling with the will and power of the followers.
The mixed energy soared into the sky.
Instantly generating extrely powerful fluctuations spreading around.
Undoubtedly, this is a ritual that heavily hurts even the Cultists.
The ritual effect is exaggerated to the extre.
Most of the mage towers on this continent have received this wave.
The combat troops of the Cultists that slightly delay were also rushing into the ritual at this mont.
They are both the guards and one of the sacrifices this ti.
Just in this instant, almost all living Cultists desperately try to rush into the ritual to sacrifice themselves.
There remains a large surround of Night Watchers watching the already ford ritual.
Blake tightened the grip on his weapon.
"Looks like... this’ll be a hard fight."
The energy of the ritual turned into a red light.
It seems the Apostle coming through the ritual is a Demon.
A Demon from under the "Bone Skull Lord".
This is a foreseeable choice.
In terms of pure destructiveness, there is none more suitable, not to ntion this evil god has strong interest in the Night Watchers.
He will certainly ramp up in this operation.
The red light has not dissipated.
A violent roar already resounded.
The roar carried intense ntal pressure.
The surrounding weaker ones, those fresh Night Watchers rated Level Four, even lost a point or two of blood volu.
"All Level 4 and below Night Watchers leave here."
Blake issued the command.
The creature in the red light also revealed itself.
An 8-ter tall, fully red-eyed giant minotaur creature with exaggerated blood-colored horns.
At every joint of the body, many bone spikes protruded unexpectedly, besides bare skin, it wore a simple black-red battle armor.
Holding two enormous axes in hands, behind it stood three triangular flags, with poles hanging skulls from different races.
The giant blood-colored single eye swept over everyone before it.
The gaze carried a strong sense of oppression.
The bloody frenzy aura had started spreading to the surroundings from its appearance.
The originally lush trees turned fierce under this aura. Appearing bizarre wooden structures shook wildly.
Even the grass on the ground turned black-red, sprouting erratically forming whip-like structures, randomly lashing around.
Just in this instant, everything around it beca aggressive.
The assembled magic power even combined with the surrounding substances forming so kind of elent, turning into living things.
All Night Watchers received indiscriminate blessings.
Blood War of Madness: Heart of frenzied battle, experience supre desire.
Power 3, Life recovery rate increased, Spirit -2. During combat, conducts assessnt, failed assessnt gains fury.
Blake took a deep breath and blinked his eyes.
The demon before him was undoubtedly the strongest Apostle to descend in recent years.
Level 10.
And extrely destructive.
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