Chapter 127: Retaking the Frozen Highlands (1)
The extremely cold frost mist quickly spread upwards from under the altar, and Anya's whole person was quickly frozen in a piece of crystal clear ice.
It is a very unique spell ritual that freezes creatures in ice and freezes the life force of the prisoner at the same time.
Baal needed live blood, so he had to find a safe place to imprison Anyassian.
Looking at Anya's eyes, which were still staring at him quietly in the ice, with a look of disgust, Nilasek's face couldn't help but twist violently.
Soon, however, he regained his composure.
"It doesn't matter if you resent me or hate me, because only I can save the tribe, and only I can save our people!
Great people are not understood until the last moment... I understand that. ”
Nilasek had a calm expression on his withered face, and then turned back to look at the altar again.
Just as he was about to leave the glacier and return the original way, a green demonic fire suddenly appeared in front of him.
Barr's huge, terrifying form gradually appeared in the fire.
"Well done, my servant, and I will reward you as reward for completing the task!"
"Demon God, I don't need your reward, you just need to remember what you said and remember your promise!"
Niracek looked at the figure of the demon god in front of him with a tense face, and said with some gritted teeth.
It was this voice that invaded his mind at the weakest of his spiritual defenses and pulled him into the abyss from which he could never recover.
"As I said, as long as you are loyal to me, it is only a small matter to protect your clan."
Baal's apparition tilted his head and stared condescendingly at Niracek.
"But I am a merciful master who rewards and dispenses, and I am pleased with the efficiency with which you complete your task, so I must reward you."
With that, Baal's apparition suddenly stretched out a hand towards Niracek, and a dark green line of fire suddenly burst out from his fingertips, and the next moment it stabbed directly into Niracek's forehead.
"Ahh
Neerasek let out a miserable howl, kneeling on one knee and sweating from his forehead.
He felt as if a red-hot iron rod had been inserted into his brain, and the pain was unbearable.
Fortunately, the pain only lasted for a moment, and it was over quickly.
By the time Niracek came to his senses, Barr in the Green Flame was gone, without explaining to him what the so-called "reward" was.
In desperation, he had to look for it on his own, but he soon discovered that the skeleton minions he had summoned to carry the cage had fallen apart for some unknown reason.
Nilasek glanced at his skill bar in confusion, then his eyes widened.
He saw that his "Skeleton Resurgence" skill, which had already mutated once, had now undergone a secondary mutation.
Even the name of the skill has been changed to "Summoning Baal's Minions".
Nilasek swallowed dryly, then swung his staff towards the ground in front of him, and several swollen servants with scimitars emerged from under the frozen river.
These servant demons are not simple ordinary servant demon projections, but more powerful servant demon clones, they are bound and protected by the rules of skills, so that they can directly descend here without being restricted by the will of the world.
Moreover, Niracek also found that these servants can change into more terrifying "self-detonating servants" with his orders, and after the self-detonating servant explosions, Niracek can also use the corpses of these servants to perform a corpse explosion for a second-stage explosion, which can be said to be extremely destructive.
"Hehe... Hehehe... Hahaha!! After a little bit of testing the terrifying power of the self-destructing servant, Niracek burst out laughing maniacally.
The power that the demon god Baal had bestowed upon him had put him to good use, and he had already begun to look forward to more rewards.
After a few minutes, Nilasek gasped and stopped, silently looking back at Anya frozen in ice on the altar, and the last trace of warmth in his eyes was completely gone.
From this time on, the last elder of the barbarians, Niracek, was truly dead, and all that remained was a cowardly and twisted soul lured by power.
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A few hours later, the edge of the frozen highlands.
The sky was bright, the snow and fog were scattered, the ice wind was howling, and the frost was biting.
Tens of thousands of Servants and Hammer Reaper stood in a neat line on the edge of the cliff, ready to fight, and the four Legendary Evil Pacters and a group of Demon Overseers stationed large armies of demons at all the easy points of the cliff to climb in case of an unexpected surprise attack by the swarm or the Legion of the Pros.
However, the main force with the largest number and the strongest combat effectiveness is still placed in the rear of the core of the frozen plateau.
They believed that the Professionals would definitely use the power of the Tunnel Worm to directly attack their core formation.
Surrounded by nearly a million demon legions, hundreds of Hellcultists dressed in black tattered robes and armed with strange sacrificial daggers were busy with maximum efficiency.
They weave their demons through the cages made of sharp bone spurs, instructing their demons to select suitable sacrifices from the cages.
These cages were filled with barbarian civilians whose hands and feet were firmly bound by chains, including muscular men and women in animal skin jackets, children of four or five years old, and old men who were nearly old.
These people were all unkempt and mentally depressed, and many of the able-bodied men still had bloody scars on their bodies.
Each time the Cultists of Hell pulled a person out of a cage, the others in the cage let out a violent noise in unison, and then fell silent again under the demons' scimitars and axes.
These rituals began in the middle of the night last year, and the people who were captured by the Cultists of Hell have never returned.
In order to complete the task assigned by Baal, or in other words, in order to do their best to save their own lives, the four legendary Evil Covenanters are almost desperately speeding up the arrangement of the defense line and the progress of the Demon Land Ritual.
But even so, due to the scarcity of time, the effectiveness of the Demon Land Ritual was still very small before dawn came.
Previously, on the side of Kurast, the demon god Mephisto was hiding from the world and mobilizing the evil covenant of other major human kingdoms to contain it with all his might, and in the end, the area of demon soil pollution still did not go far beyond Curast and Trivank City.
It can be seen that the world's resistance to demonic soil pollution is still very strong.
In just a few hours, even if the hellcultists fought hard, the area of demonic earth they had obtained was still not enough to place a demon god summoning altar or a hell portal.
They still need time, but the biters and the pros don't plan to give them any more time.