"Humph! Unfortunately, everyone in the royal family, you are here too late! Next, please become one with the great gods in this endless darkness!"
Looking at the vigilant royal guardians with his blood-colored eyes, Marquis de Winter, who had completely transformed into the form of an ancient mosasaur, let out a satisfied sneer.
At the same time, as his thoughts moved slightly, a cold and weird aura of dark existence suddenly rose from his body.
Enveloped by this aura, Marquis Winter's body posture also began to twist. The originally smooth mosasaur skin became extremely rough and dark. The slender neck now swelled outwards in a spindle shape like a flower bud, and then split into nine parts.
Huge dark red petals bloomed, and at the stamen was a huge mouth like a bottomless pit.
Several other marquises also began their second stage of transformation, and a 'Dark Familiar' with a different aura appeared in front of everyone. The auras of the ninth-order people in the Gate of the Eye also changed, but they still maintained their human form.
This is exactly the camouflage form carefully prepared by the marquis. With the help of part of the dust material extracted from the dark pyramid, they completely transformed the body present, just to mislead the newly revived [True Curtain] Onichaos
.
"Yes, the lockdown has finally been lifted..."
Seeing Onichaos breaking out of the seal and the twisted and weird postures of the marquis, the expressions of the three guardians headed by the royal family strangely regained their composure.
"Then, according to the contract with the emperor, we can finally use the last resort on the empire's territory!"
As he said that, [Grey], the head of the three royal guardians, suddenly had a dark yellow book in his hand, with a cover as tattered as a decaying throne.
"According to the agreement, we must defend the seal to the death and protect the Gloria Empire."
Next to [Grey], the royal guardian [Star Guardian] smiled slightly and gently twirled his beard.
"But if one day in the future, the seal will collapse due to some unexpected factors, and 'that existence' reappears in the main material world. Then, we can also use all the forbidden objects of the royal family to re-seal it at any cost or
expulsion.”
The only person who can truly pose a threat to the alien gods is another alien god.
This was a motto left by the chief prophet of the royal family in the ancient magic empire era, and this book had existed for some time. After they figured out how to use it, a plan emerged.
"Now that the seal has been broken, it is time for the empire to survive. His Majesty Gloria III has voluntarily sacrificed his life to save the empire from danger."
The last guardian [Heart of Darkness] took over the words and looked at the Marquis side with an indifferent expression.
"Using the king's blood as a sacrifice, we invite the dead king of the predatory gods to come and remove this [True Curtain] child from this world."
The approach of the dark doomsday is more or less felt by all existences above the ninth level. The marquises have their plans, and so do they. Pretending not to know is just a matter of following their plans.
At this moment, I sensed the aura of Onichaos and the numerous Dark Familiars permeating the cave, and suddenly an invisible wind swept up, causing this strange book to float into the air in defiance of gravity.
The dark yellow pages of the book fluttered open in the wind, and on one of the pages, you could even see an illustration flashing past with a ferocious look and facial features similar to that of Gloria III.
As if some kind of strange summons, with this book as its core, a huge yellow-robed shadow with a strange crown on its head and its face hidden under a layered hood descended from a distant and unknown land.
It seemed that because he was very satisfied with the quality of the sacrifice, the power of this descending body was extremely astonishing. An equally despairing sense of terror and oppression floated in the cave, violently conflicting with the aura of Onichaos.
When this huge yellow-robed figure appeared, the fog-ball-like body of Onichaos, who had just broken out of the seal, suddenly shrank, and the brightness of the dark red light at its core suddenly increased, as if it sensed a real threat.
Not interested in the many 'little bugs' in the field, the Death King cast his 'eyes' on the [Real Curtain] Onitchaos that had just broken through, and a dark wind with a strong and unknown aura swept up.
Quietly, it enveloped the huge sphere of mist and melted it little by little.
The latter's reaction was extremely intense at this moment, and countless twisted geometric bodies like dust began to shine violently, bursting out with blazing white light like sparks of stars, constantly assimilating the violent wind into new tiny geometric bodies.
At the same time, the entire mist began to twist and lengthen rapidly, extending in the direction of the Dead King. He tried to assimilate him in the opposite direction, but ended up in a stalemate.
Seeing the sudden change in the situation on the field, the marquis also fell silent.
They could not have expected that the royal family would have such a shocking backhand, and the price it would cost was even more unbelievable.
Summoning an emperor costs one at a time, and it was a little unclear who wanted to treason.
But with the emergence of the Death King, the situation on the field once again entered a delicate balance.
Neither side dared to act rashly, let alone join the battlefield at will, for fear of attracting the attention of the great being.
After a while, Onichaos finally took the initiative to break the balance.
After all, he was just a sub-body that was disconnected from the main body. It had been sealed for thousands of years. Just after he was released from the seal, he had to face the descending body of the Death King in an extremely weak state.
Although his own will was still in a state of chaos, he finally felt the crisis instinctively.
His body gathers and disperses uncertainly, and a dark red glow envelopes the marquis and the ninth-order people of the Gate of Pupils whose auras are changing, conveying a brief message that makes the expressions of all the ninth-order people change suddenly.
He needs sacrifices.
With so many 'dependents', if there are no sacrifices, then he can only assimilate some of the dependents to temporarily supplement himself.
"You don't have to look at me. Gods cannot be spied on. If you are a mortal planning gods, accidents are inevitable. You should have already been aware of this."
Facing the vigilant and suspicious glances from around him, Hui Wu always remained indifferent.
"Since the gods need sacrifices, then please provide sacrifices. Providing supplies for Him is also the responsibility of the dependents."
At the same time, as if he had been prepared for it, Gray Mist actually took out a sealed ninth-level golden dragon directly from his own space and sent it into the mist of Onichos.
However, Gray Mist could easily pull out a ninth-level dragon, but others were not prepared for this.
A ninth-level being is not a cabbage. Carrying a sealed ninth-level person in the portable space requires a huge amount of magic power to maintain the stability of the space at all times. No one would do this under normal circumstances.
Except for Marquis Draka and the two ninth-level people from the Gate of the Eyes side who were also prepared in advance, the others were unable to produce sacrifices of this level at the moment.
There was a marquis who decisively withdrew his consciousness and chose to abandon the clone present, hoping to survive by cutting off his tail.
The next moment, the ominous dark red light solidified the bodies of these 'Dark Familiar' who had not offered sacrifices, like flying insects wrapped in amber.
Then, endless flashes of dust swirled together and dispersed again after a moment, leaving no trace behind.
Gray fog looked away indifferently. He knew very well that the existences that had just been assimilated were completely finished.