Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

With a thought, the scene in front of him returned to its original state, but the next moment, the lion king Mara opened his bloody mouth and roared. The strong sound waves almost materialized, and Linde was shocked and took a step back.

Then, Mara disappeared from the spot. He didn't really disappear, but his speed was too fast, beyond Lind's reaction limit. The next moment, Mara appeared on Lind's right, wielding a huge battle axe and slashing at Lind's neck.

Relying on instinct, Lind raised his sword at the last moment and blocked the attack. The huge force knocked Lind away and he rolled a long distance on the ground.

The price of taking this attack head-on was that every bone in Lind's body seemed to be broken, and he felt pain from his head to his feet. Mara obviously would not give Lind a chance to breathe. He roared and jumped high, then smashed towards Lind with a tremendous force.

Seeing that he was about to be chopped to death, Lind immediately stopped resisting his anger, and his strength was restored. The pain was greatly reduced at once, and then Lind rolled several times to avoid the axe's chop.

Mara smashed the ground with an axe, causing a noise that shook the ground like an earthquake. After getting up again, Lind tried to suppress his anger again, but Mara didn't stop for even a second and continued to attack Lind.

This attack did not give anyone a chance to breathe. In Lind's vision, which had turned blood red again, the Blood God, sitting on the throne, was watching this life-and-death duel with the same eyes as he was watching a gladiator's life-and-death duel.

Unhappy with Lind's continued attempts to resist his rage, the Blood God glanced towards Mala.

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God! Skulls to the Skull Throne!" Feeling the Blood God's gaze, Mara roared the Blood God's battle cry. At the same time, a few more spikes appeared on his armor, and his already huge body became a little bigger.

If he continued to suppress his anger and reject the power of the Blood God, he would be beheaded after blocking three times at most, Lind quickly judged. In order to survive, Lind could only suspend his rejection of the Blood God's power in exchange for a stronger power.

After relaxing his control over his anger, Lind felt his strength grow even stronger and successfully blocked Mara's subsequent attacks.

However, Lind's rationality has also weakened a little.

"I understand!" At the same time, outside the scope of the Blood God Ritual, Cynthia finally figured out the principle of the ritual through careful observation. "I know the principle of this ritual!"

"What's the principle!" Katie asked hurriedly.

"Let the people fighting ask the Blood God for more power in order to avoid being killed!" Cynthia explained. "The power of the Blood God is related to anger. The angrier he is, the stronger his power is. But anger conflicts with reason. In this ritual, the two sides fighting will inevitably become more and more angry in order to avoid being killed by the other side! In order to gain more power!"

"When the two sides decide the winner, the winner will surely lose all reason due to excessive anger! At that time! The winner will surely join the Blood God!"

“What should we do then!” After hearing Cynthia’s explanation, everyone panicked.

"I'm thinking!" Cynthia said anxiously.

In the hallucination, the Blood God admired the battle in front of him and imagined Lind swearing allegiance to him after cutting off Mara's head.

And on the top of the mountain directly above, a black figure was looking down at Lind's figure, his eyes full of heartache.

Chapter 253: The Secret Peeping Person

In a fantasy that only Lind could see, the Blood God sat upon the Skull Throne, admiring the life-and-death duel before him.

The two parties in the duel were Lind Hunter, who was coveted by all the evil gods including himself, and an outsider.

That’s right, compared to Linde, the lion king Mara is not worthy of the Blood God remembering his name.

The Lion King Mara was completely a tool found by the Blood God to drag Linde into the water. Although Mara did a lot of things to please him and he also rewarded him with some power, compared with Linde, Mara was nothing.

Lind and Mara are like the anchors, and Blood God is the audience. Before the anchor they follow starts broadcasting, they may watch a little bit of the meal replacement, and maybe watch something if they are interested. But once the anchor they follow starts broadcasting, the meal replacement will quit without hesitation.

Last time, Lind refused the Blood God's recruitment. Although this made the Blood God very angry, it also made the Blood God want Lind even more. It's a bit contradictory. The Blood God really likes those who don't obey him. Compared with those believers who easily bow to him, the Blood God prefers those who resist him. In order to make these believers obey him, the Blood God designed a demon-raising ritual that suits his temper.

That's what it is now.

Through this ritual, even the hardest bones will eventually be surrendered to him. In the eyes of the Blood God, Lind is already in his pocket, especially since Lind has begun to relax his resistance and accept his anger.

How many years have passed? How many years has it been since I last saw such an interesting soul? After I get him, how should I treat him?

But before that...

The Blood God leaned forward, his back away from the throne.

"Blood sacrifice to the Blood God! Skulls to the Skull Throne!" Mara felt the will of the Blood God, raised his battle axe high, and shouted the Blood God's oath. His voice was so loud that even the woods outside the valley swayed.

"Waaaaagh~!" Feeling the surging anger, Lind raised his sword and vented it in his own way.

The Blood God was a little unhappy that he didn't get the result he wanted. Linde's reason had not been completely consumed by anger, and he still didn't shout out the Blood God's oath.

But it doesn’t matter. As long as he doesn’t stop, it’s only a matter of time before Lind shouts out his oath.

I have to add more fuel to the fire. Thinking of this, the Blood God stretched out his hand towards Mara.

Suddenly, Mara's strength became a little stronger.

As the Blood God increased his strength, Linde, who had just been able to keep up, immediately struggled to stand up and was unable to resist the opponent's attack. After several powerful attacks, Linde's defense was almost broken.

Faced with the threat from the enemy, Lind instinctively wanted to release his anger further, and even simply accepted the roar echoing in his mind and shouted out that sentence, but the remaining reason told Lind that he could not do that.

If I shout, I will be completely depraved.

Lind could no longer hear anything except the violent roar in his mind, whether it was the voice of the Earth Mother or the calls of his companions behind him. His remaining sanity was trying to control the extent of his anger. His anger was now in a delicate balance. A little more would completely overwhelm his sanity, and a little less would kill him at the hands of Mara.

Now Mara's strength has surpassed Lind's, but due to the anger in his mind, Mara has lost all his fighting skills. He relies entirely on the most primitive brute force, fighting straightforwardly without any skills at all.

This also gave Lind some loopholes to exploit. He dodged the axe by leaning sideways, stomped his feet several times, quickly got behind Mara, and then kicked Mara in the crotch with all his strength.

With a loud metallic collision, Lind's trump card failed, and Mara's crotch was completely covered by armor, without even a gap left.

If even this place is turned into metal, is that another form of castration? Thinking of this, Lind's mind regained some clarity.

While Lind was holding on to his spiritual bottom line, his companions outside the ceremony were also anxiously thinking of ways to help.

The temperature here is really too high, far beyond the limit of what one can bear. Even if one wants to rush in at the risk of one's life, one will soon be burned beyond recognition.

"Crazy woman! Haven't you figured out a solution yet?!" Katie shouted at Cynthia anxiously.

"Don't bother me! Cow! I'm thinking!" Cynthia shouted anxiously.

Cynthia tried hard to find ways to deal with it. Not only legal ones, but also those heretical things she had come into contact with privately, Cynthia also considered them, but she couldn't think of a single method.

In addition to Cynthia, there was another person whose brain was also working rapidly, and that was Alyssa.

According to Cynthia, the principle of this ritual is to let two people fight with equal strength, and then force one of them to be more angry than rational, so as to completely accept the power of the Blood God and complete the ascension to demon. In this case, the way to crack it is also very simple. Just kill one of them before reaching the demon ascension.

Due to the Blood God's deliberate control, the strength of both sides in the battle is equal. In this way, even a little bit of interference can break the balance between the two warring parties and interrupt the ceremony, but the problem is that the high temperature here makes it impossible for people to enter.

Elisa's magic could only reach a distance of fifteen or sixteen meters at most, and then it could not be maintained. And the distance to Linde and Mala was at least forty meters.

I wanted to yell at Lind to move a distance, but it was no use. Lind could no longer hear anything. Is there any way to move 40 meters before the magic loses its effect...

Just then, Alisa saw the top of the mountain directly above her...

"Sister Benio! Take me to the top of the mountain!" Eliza immediately shouted to Benio.

"Why go to the top of the mountain?" Benio was stunned.

"No time to explain! Just take me upstairs quickly!" Alisa said anxiously.

At Elisa's urging, Benio climbed to the top of the mountain as quickly as possible, carrying Elisa on his back without asking the reason.

After climbing to the top of the mountain, Elisa immediately ran towards the place where Lind and Mara were fighting. Before she reached the place, Elisa saw a figure.

The figure was wearing a fully wrapped outfit that extended from the neck to the ankles, without revealing a trace of flesh. However, it was more revealing than not wearing anything at all, because the outfit was very tight, sticking completely to the skin, perfectly outlining the graceful curves.

She had a black lace mask and veil on her face, hiding her features, but anyone could see that she was definitely a beauty.

The figure also noticed Alyssa at this time and turned to look at her.

"Hello, Miss Alisa."

"you know me?"

Chapter 254: Recruiting the Blood God

On the top of the mountain just above where Lind and Mara were fighting, Elisa spotted a stranger, secretly spying on the battlefield.

This person's face is covered, but she is still obviously a beauty, and the haziness brought by the veil adds a bit of charm.

She had been concentrating on watching the battle below, with a hint of distress flashing across her eyes from time to time. Her complete focus on the battle made her fail to notice someone coming up at the first sight.

When she found Alisa, the two sides had already made contact.

"Who are you!" The first to attack was Benio, who raised the spear in his hand, ready to charge at any time and stab her through.

"I'm not an enemy, at least not yet." The masked man waved his hand. "Miss Alisa."

"You know me!?" Alisa frowned.

"Hmm? Any problem?" The masked man smiled.

The other party's voice was distorted, and it sounded like several people's voices overlapped. Looking at the other party's eyes under the lace mask, Alisa recalled in her mind who fit the description.

The pink pupils and the seductive curve of the eyes made Alyssa feel like she had seen them somewhere before.

Although I felt like I had seen him somewhere before, I couldn't remember where he was in the short term. But he looked like this...

Alisa waved her staff, and several ice cones appeared in the air and shot towards the opponent.

"It's very rude to greet someone like that~" The masked man dodged Elisa's ice cone with dancing movements.

"There's no point in being polite with someone like you who's sneaking around and doesn't even show his true face to anyone." Alyssa said in a deep voice.

"That's too much~ You say that to me~" After dodging all the ice cones, the masked man finished with a farewell gesture. "But is it really okay for you to waste your time on me?"

"We are not enemies. I assure you with my faith." The masked man said solemnly to Alyssa.

Just as the masked man said, now is indeed not the time to waste time, and precious magic power cannot be wasted elsewhere.

"Benio, keep an eye on her. If she makes any suspicious moves, kill her immediately!"

"I see."

The masked man was not angry and made a gesture of invitation. Alyssa looked at her deeply and then ran quickly to the edge of the cliff.

Elisa's position is right above Lind and Mara. The two sides are still fighting, Mara is attacking and Lind is defending.

"What are you going to do?" the masked man asked Alyssa.

Alisa ignored the masked man and gestured downwards with her hands as if she was calculating something.

Soon, Alisa finished her calculations and turned to look at the masked man.

"Miss, what's the matter?" the masked man tilted his head.

"Who are you?" Elisa asked seriously.

"This..." The masked man narrowed his eyes. "Why do you think we know each other, young lady?"

"Don't want to tell me?" Elisa turned her head away. "If you don't want to tell me, forget it. I just don't want to die with doubts."

"Huh?" The masked man was stunned.

The next moment, under the surprised gaze of the masked man, Alyssa, her body covered with ice, leaped up and fell into the valley.

"This stupid young lady!" Seeing this, the masked man suddenly accelerated and jumped down into the valley together.

Down in the valley, the battle between Lind and Mara continued.

After the Blood God increased his blessing of magic power again, Mara was already superior to Lind in terms of hard power. The difference in strength made a head-on fight no longer feasible, and Lind could only take other measures to fight back.

The anger in his mind was like a violent storm, constantly squeezing out the little sanity that Lind had left. The Blood God's violent voice kept urging Lind to shout out the language that symbolized the Blood God.

The remaining rationality was like a taut silk thread, which might break if the force was slightly increased, and Mara's threat made Lind unable to suppress his anger.

Relying on his remaining sanity and muscle memory, Lind continued to fight with Mara, who was stronger than him, but these attacks did not have much effect and instead further aroused Mara's ferocity.

Every time the weapons collided, the voice in his heart urged Lind to further release his anger. Lind knew that if he completely let go of his anger, he would gain great power and Mara in front of him would be vulnerable, but he couldn't do that. Once he completely let go, complete depravity would be the only outcome.

And as if sensing Lind's strong resistance, the Blood God's tone was no longer just urging and furious, and he began to try to persuade him.

"You are resisting your anger. You are restraining your own strength. You are very strong and have unlimited potential. Although you still haven't opened your heart to me, I can feel the anger in your heart."

"Last time you fought against your father's shadow, I felt your anger and hatred. I know you hate the so-called father who brought you into this world without permission. You want to take revenge on him, not only him, but also on the woman who never looked you in the eye, and on those bugs who called you a bastard. You hate them! You crave revenge! You crave to chop off their heads with your own hands!"

"This world is a world where the strong prey on the weak, and the strong rule over the weak. I know you know this is true, but you are still too weak now. What can that tree give you? Weak beastmen? They can't do anything! They will only piss and shit when facing a strong enemy!"

"And I! Can give you everything you desire! Give you the power you want! Not just revenge! I give you power! You can get whatever you want! The strong have everything they want! Don't resist anymore! Accept my anger! Become my sharp blade! When the time comes! You will have everything you want!"

"Shout out my oath! Lynd Hunt!"

The Blood God's words were so passionate that Linde's blood boiled. In order to give Linde time to respond, the Blood God also sent a signal for Mara to stop.

Mara dared not disobey the Blood God's order. Mara stood at the maximum distance from Lind, staring at him eagerly.