The sequence is too involutional, luckily I am too.

Chapter 158 The Blood Sacrifice That Was Aborted, The True Form of the Evil God?

Lu Yan raised his hand and pressed down lightly, and a yellowish-brown power instantly swept across a kilometer radius.

Dragon Ape's innate ability, Gravity Field, descends with a thunderous roar!

The terrifying gravity pressed down instantly, crushing the weak mutants into a bloody pulp on the spot, while the slightly stronger ones suffered broken bones and were unable to move.

A few of them barely managed to withstand the gravity and looked up to face Lu Yan in his dragon-ape form. In just a few blows from his giant hands, they were flattened into pancakes by the terrifying force.

"Weak! Too weak!"

Seeing the growing number of mutants around him, Lu Yan lost all interest and cast his light directly into the deeper parts of the city.

He needs more high-level materials to complete the general upgrade mission of Divine Martial Saint.

The mutants poured in from all over the ruins, only to become the dead under the feet of the dragon ape.

Lu Yan simply stopped moving and stayed put, waiting for them to come to him. He didn't care about the physical exertion.

The combination of life absorption and life diversion allows him to have almost no endurance pressure in large-scale battles. To him, these mutants are nothing more than mobile "health and mana potions," which can both replenish his physical strength and extract fresh blood.

Furthermore, Lu Yan also channeled some of the extracted blood into his unique internal domain, the Blood Fiend Furnace, to forge the domain.

Even as a physical superhuman, his internal organs are still his biggest weakness, and the Blood Furnace can strengthen his internal organs, make up for his shortcomings, and even allow his physical strength to reach new heights.

"However, the grade of these extraordinary materials is rather low."

Lu Yan looked at the piles of materials on the ground, but his face showed little joy.

While the quantity was sufficient, the quality was mediocre. Even with the forging abilities of the Divine Martial Saint, it would be extremely difficult to create a gold-grade artifact from these materials.

Lu Yan never believed nonsense like, "Only a master craftsman can forge divine artifacts from ordinary iron!"

Excellent forging techniques can influence the upper limit of forged products, but that's all.

To consistently forge high-quality artifacts, the most fundamental approach is to improve the minimum quality of the materials used.

As you can see, even the essence of a Sequence 6 Evil God Messenger was barely enough to forge a Gold-grade artifact, the Golden Sword Armor Piercer, let alone the materials of these ordinary extraordinary mutants.

"Looks like I can't be this lazy anymore."

Lu Yan raised his eyes and looked into the city. With the blessing of the Dragon's Eye, he could clearly see everything around him, from the slightest breeze to the smallest movement.

He quickly identified his target.

Unlike their companions, the mutants did not charge blindly. Instead, they hid in the rear, quietly devouring the flesh and blood of the fallen mutants.

Such behavior would be normal for strange beasts or monsters, but it seems particularly unusual when it is seen in these mutant species that are left with only destructive instincts.

"Has he gained intelligence, or is there something else going on?"

Lu Yan immediately became interested. He transformed into a dragon-roc in a flash, flapping his wings lightly, and appeared in front of the mutants in an instant.

When Lu Yan suddenly approached, those mutants showed no intention of resisting and turned to flee.

Lu Yan was about to give chase when a dense, polluted aura suddenly assaulted him, and several sequence feedbacks sounded in succession:

The Dragon Blood Priest has detected a large amount of pure flesh and blood essence and is extremely eager to possess it!

[The Divine Martial Saint is restless and urgently needs a large amount of blood to strengthen the Blood Fiend Furnace!]

The sorcerer reminded the Dragonblood Priest to exercise self-control and clarity of mind, and not to be driven by instinct.

The Dark Forest Lord wholeheartedly agreed, gnawing on the strange creature while stating that a qualified sequence should not be controlled by desire.

The executioner showed little interest in the mutants, having no interest whatsoever, and only wished to return to executing criminals.

After meticulous calculations, the actuaries deduced that these mutants were most likely controlled by the freak god.

"A ghost god?"

Lu Yan was genuinely surprised this time.

He was in the high tower trial scene at the moment, so how could a strange god appear?

But the abnormalities of those few mutants, combined with the feedback from the sequences, couldn't possibly be wrong. But there are only mutants here—could they be mutated followers of the Demon God?

"Let's see how it goes; we might get some unexpected benefits."

Lu Yan did not back down; on the contrary, his interest grew even stronger.

That's a demon god! If we could capture it, it would be a great tonic!

With this in mind, Lu Yan was no longer in a hurry to kill those mutants, but instead followed them to find their lair.

Soon, he stopped in front of a square, his expression becoming serious.

In what was once a spacious square, piles of white bones lay like mountains, with traces of undried blackish-red blood still visible in the gaps. The flesh and blood of all the bones had been precisely stripped away, layer upon layer, forming a bizarre and twisted altar. Thick black blood flowed between the altar's patterns, emitting a nauseating stench of decay and pollution.

Having experienced the promotion to Dragon Blood Priest, Lu Yan saw through the trick at a glance.

This is clearly a blood sacrifice ritual of the Demon God's Flesh Mountain!

In the center of the altar, a ten-foot-tall mountain of flesh was slowly writhing. Its flesh was a dark purplish-brown color, and its surface was covered with dense flesh buds and tiny blood eyes. With each writhing, it dripped viscous blood droplets, making a "gurgling" sound that made one's teeth ache.

The mutants that had just escaped rushed to the mountain of flesh and threw the collected flesh and blood into it. The mountain of flesh immediately opened a gaping maw filled with fine fangs, greedily devouring the flesh and blood. Then, several thick, sticky fleshy tentacles extended out, tightly wrapping around the mutants. The barbs on the surface of the tentacles pierced into their bodies, and they began to frantically absorb and feed back to them.

In an instant, pure flesh and blood surged into the mutants' bodies through the tentacles, causing their bodies to swell wildly, their scales to harden, and their aura to rise rapidly, reaching the peak of Sequence 6.

In addition, the mutated species lurking around smelled the rich blood and qi in the air, their eyes turned red, their bodies began to convulse violently and mutate further, bone spurs protruded from their bodies, and their roars became increasingly violent.

As mutants from other directions continue to arrive, this scene of devouring and strengthening continues to repeat itself.

"No wonder there are so many mutants here, so that's why."

Lu Yan understood: the mutants were born from pollution, and the largest aggregate of pollution in this world was the God of Devouring Things.

However, he never expected to encounter the blood sacrifice ritual of the Mountain of Flesh during the trial.

Judging from its appearance, the flesh buds on the surface of the flesh mountain have not fully unfolded, and the altar patterns have not fully lit up. The blood sacrifice was obviously not completed, but was forcibly stopped.

Looking at the mountain of flesh that had failed to descend and was still writhing wildly, Lu Yan seemed to be deep in thought.

Clearly, even abandoned in the Lost Lands, this mountain of flesh is still trying to complete the final step of the blood sacrifice, and these mutants are the transporters and nourishment it has chosen.

However, he still had doubts in his heart.

Why was the ceremony interrupted, and why has this place become a lost land?

If Shelter 041 has been exiled, does Shelter 041 still exist in reality?

"The tower holds many secrets."

Lu Yan sighed softly, and before those mutants could complete their enhancement, he launched the first attack.

He unleashed his Sky-Piercing Wings, the bowstrings twanged, and a rain of fire poured down, igniting raging flames upon landing on the mutants.

Several mutants were unable to dodge in time and were instantly engulfed by the flames, letting out mournful roars. Even the mountain of flesh was blasted into several charred craters, with thick black blood gushing out and emitting an even stronger stench.

But as the mountain of flesh writhed violently and countless flesh buds grew wildly, those pits were repaired in an instant.

The Mountain of Flesh clearly sensed a deadly threat. Its body trembled violently, and it let out a low roar. The surrounding mutants then pounced on Lu Yan like madmen.

After being enhanced, these mutants have become nearly as strong as Sequence 6 peak. Their scales are as hard as iron, their claws gleam with a cold light, and their sheer numbers make them a force to be reckoned with, even for Sequence 5 powerhouses.

Lu Yan neither dodged nor evaded. With a thought, the Dragon Ape and Dragon Crocodile totems simultaneously erupted with dazzling light, wrapping around the Dragon Roc's body. The already enormous Dragon Roc's body swelled even more, its wingspan reaching tens of feet wide. The Roc's body became increasingly robust, its feathers shedding and transforming into thick, tough crimson scales. Its wings evolved into heavy, fleshy wings covered in scales, each flap stirring up a gale. Its head also became ferocious and terrifying, with prominent dragon horns, exposed fangs, and golden vertical pupils flashing with an awe-inspiring majesty.

In just a few breaths, Lu Yan transformed into a ferocious dragon with a blood-red body and overwhelming aura. As the dragon coiled, the earth trembled slightly, and its vast dragon might swept across the entire area, causing all the mutants to subconsciously stop moving.

Dragonblood Priest - Skill: True Form of the Dragon!

An unprecedented surge of violent power swept through his body, his bones cracking and popping. Some unfamiliar ancient memories flooded his mind, and in a daze, he seemed to see the ancient era when dragons roamed freely, soaring between heaven and earth, churning up rivers and seas, and blotting out the sun.

The Dragonblood Priest was awestruck by the dragon's power, which strengthened her faith in dragons even further!

Following his instincts, Lu Yan opened his massive mouth, and hot, blood-red energy gathered in his throat, which he then gently exhaled.

Crimson flames erupted forth like a raging fire dragon, instantly engulfing the entire plaza. Wherever the flames passed, the air was scorched and distorted, emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

Those Sequence 6 mutants were powerless against the dragon's breath and were instantly engulfed by the flames. Their mournful roars vanished in an instant, leaving only the most essential extraordinary materials within their bodies.

The enormous mountain of flesh writhed and twisted wildly under the scorching heat of the dragon's breath. The flesh buds on its surface instantly turned black and carbonized. It desperately drew blood and flesh from the surrounding mutants to replenish itself, but it was only a drop in the ocean and could not stop the melting. Blackish-red juice dripped down continuously, making a "sizzling" burning sound.

Soon, the mountain of flesh gradually melted away in the dragon's breath, and a half-human-sized, blood-red statue slowly appeared. The statue's face was distorted, covered with strange runes, and its eyes were empty black holes, radiating a chilling aura.

At the same time, a strange and divine aura that even Lu Yan found alarming rushed towards him like a tsunami!

"The true form of the Demon God?"

The thought popped into Lu Yan's mind for no apparent reason, and the dragon bloodline within him stirred restlessly.

Could the purpose of this blood sacrifice be to summon the true form of the Demon God?

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