Following everyone's gaze, they saw the old man who was the first to jump into the blood-colored lake. He had a look of horror on his face, his mouth wide open and let out a chilling scream.
The most terrifying thing is that the skin on this old man's body is cracking bit by bit, especially the bloody lines on his body and face, which are expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. They are like a line on the skin of the body and on the face.
Like blood-colored earthworms, these blood-colored lines, when they expand to a certain extent, will be accompanied by a slight explosion sound and the old man's painful scream.
"What's going on? Isn't this the baptismal pool formed by the blood of the Holy Lord?
how so?
Whether it was those who had jumped into the blood-colored lake or those demon tribesmen who had not yet jumped on the shore, they were all dumbfounded at this moment, not knowing why such a strange thing happened.
"Ah..." Another miserable scream sounded, and another tribesman in the lake let out a miserable scream. He saw this evil tribesman frantically grabbing his face and skin with his hands.
, with a look of pain on his face.
And after this scream, it seemed that a chain reaction suddenly occurred, and the tribesmen in the bloody lake began to scream again and again.
These people were just like the first white-haired old man who screamed. After screaming, the lines on their bodies expanded rapidly until they couldn't bear the explosion and the skin on their bodies became a bit bloody.
At this time, the lake was like a purgatory in hell, with the smell of blood everywhere, and the tragic scene, which made all the demon tribesmen have a look of horror on their faces.
They really didn't understand how the Holy Lord they had worshiped for generations, the Holy Lord who was said to protect them, could cause his people to suffer such pain.
From the moment they were born, these demon tribesmen began to worship their Holy Lord. In their minds, their Holy Lord was the omnipotent God. They were able to thrive solely with the help of the Holy Lord's protection.
The Holy Lord in their hearts is their faith.
However, facing the bloody lake that was like a purgatory, these tribesmen who had believed in the Holy Lord since birth had their faith shaken at this moment. Under the threat of death, they were afraid.
There is no creature in the world that is not afraid when faced with the threat of death.
The evil demon tribesmen who finally rushed into the lake were so frightened that they shivered when they saw the miserable scene of their tribe before them, and no one in the crowd shouted.
"This is not the baptism of the Holy Lord. This is not the baptism of the Holy Lord. I don't want to die. I don't want to die."
The evil demon tribesman who shouted was a young man in his twenties. After shouting in terror, the young tribesman turned around and wanted to escape. He wanted to leave this pool of blood that was like a purgatory.
The actions of the young tribesman immediately aroused the response of other tribesmen. These tribesmen whose lines had not yet exploded turned around and ran away desperately, all wanting to escape from this hell-like bloody lake as soon as possible.
Seeing this scene, the strong man wearing armor not far away, as well as more than twenty other warriors wearing armor, all had cold sarcasm flashing in their eyes.
“You untouchables, the Holy Lord has blessed you with multiplication and survival in this world, shouldn’t you repay our Holy Lord?
Now the Holy Lord gives you the opportunity to repay Him. You should cherish this opportunity. If you try to escape, you will anger the Holy Lord."
The armored man said in a cold voice.
And as soon as the voice of the strong man in armor fell, those tribesmen in the blood pool who were desperately trying to escape from the blood pool were about to reach the shore, and they immediately saw the hope of survival. In the eyes of these people
The desire for life flashed in their bodies, and they believed that as long as they escaped from the blood pool, they would have hope of survival.
However, as soon as the young tribesman who was the first to escape arrived at the shore of the blood-colored lake, the space in front of him suddenly surged, and the blood pool rolled up with waves, which frightened the young man and quickly closed his eyes in horror. When the tribesman again
When he opened his eyes, a big hand made of blood suddenly appeared in front of him.
This was a big bloody hand, as tall as a man. In this big hand, the young man could feel a power that made him feel extremely terrifying.
And at this moment, the big bloody handprint moved, and amidst the horrified expressions of the young tribesmen, they were slapped with a palm.
"Bang!"
After a loud noise, the young tribesman didn't even have time to scream, his whole body exploded into a ball of blood mist, and fell into the blood-colored lake bit by bit.
"Bang bang bang..." These terrifying and desperate big hands are just like the handprints of the God of Death. As long as the demon tribesmen in the blood pool dare to approach the shore, they will be covered in blood mist by the big bloody handprints.
"Ah, ah..." Desperate screams continued to sound one after another in the bloody lake. One evil demon clan member fell down, and two fell down. Seeing these evil demon clan members falling down little by little, their flesh and blood completely merged into the blood.
In the pool.
After a few minutes, the blood-colored lake suddenly became calm. On the calm lake, some blood-colored water bubbles occasionally rose from the bottom of the lake.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have imagined that just a few minutes ago, there were more than a hundred living lives standing in this blood pool, but now, there is no breath of life in the lake.
A total of more than 300 people from these evil demon tribesmen came. There were only more than 100 tribesmen who entered the bloody lake just now. There were still more than 100 tribesmen who did not jump into the blood-colored lake because of the changes in the blood pool. At this time,
Their faces were as pale as paper, looking stupidly at the calm lake in front of them.
These people couldn't believe that more than a hundred tribesmen like them had died here just now.
"I don't want to die, I want to go home, I want to go home."
No one in the crowd shouted in fear.
This horrified shout suddenly woke everyone up. After seeing the terrifying scene just now, these demon tribesmen had no regard for the Holy Lord or their faith. They only had one thought in their hearts now, that is
Get out of this terrible place quickly.
This blood-colored mountain peak has been the holy mountain for these ordinary people for thousands of years. There is a holy lord who protects them here. However, now, any holy mountain or holy lord, get the hell out of here.
Looking at the evil demon tribesmen below who had begun to flee in all directions, the armored man with a cold face sighed.
"Why bother with that? In order to resurrect the Holy Lord and for the glory of our Holy Race, you should donate some of your blood. This is your honor, and your dedication will be respected by the descendants of the Holy Race."
After the armored man finished speaking, he waved to the people around him. The more than twenty armored warriors with indifferent expressions immediately understood. They all moved their bodies and rushed into the crowd like hungry wolves.
Immediately afterwards, desperate screams were heard. The fleeing tribesmen, who were just ordinary people and had no ability to resist, were caught by more than twenty armored warriors one by one and thrown into the bloody lake mercilessly.
Among them, their fate will be the same as those of the deceased tribesmen.
Above the blood pool, on the altar shrouded in blood mist, there were more than a dozen people standing. These dozen people were on both sides, with straight waists, standing neatly on both sides of the altar and directly in front of the altar.
, on a blood-colored chair that looked like a human hand, sat a young man with a stern face, evil aura, and blood-red magic lines on his face.
Despite his young age, the dozen or so strong men standing below him all looked at this young man with a hint of fear.
The biggest difference between this young man and the strong men below is that this stern young man has a pair of black eyeballs that belong to humans, instead of the weird red eyeballs of the evil demon tribe.
If Li Erdan saw this young man again, he would definitely be shocked.