Chapter 487: Metamorphosis (below)

The warlocks used spider-like metal long fingers to remove the armor of Diago's forearm. There was a painful exhalation between his pale lips, a piece of skin was torn off with the armor, and the remaining skin was also covered with seepage. Blood zhēnkǒng.
There are small thorns on the inside of the armor, and he is gradually becoming one with his armor. This situation is worthy of vigilance.
The hunched hook bower bowed to the noble master and awkwardly placed the blood-stained armor on a piece of purple velvet cloth, next to which was his hand guard and gloves.
Diago clenched his fists and looked at the bloody, pitted arm muscles, feeling a little strange.
Francis led the "Blurry Blade" to perform a horrible, monotonous chant, the sound resounded through the open space, accompanied by the Peng Pai rhythm of the piston drumstick striking the metal bass drum.
The hustle and bustle of worship is mixed with the tragic screams and howls of the bound engine, and the sound of the ceremony will be spread to every corner of the city through the communicator accompanying the slave team.
Diego stood on the altar, bathed in the sound of worship and raised his arms.
The lit brazier illuminated the altar, and a thick incense burned from the mouth of the bronze beast head.
Some distance behind him was a sharply rising shadow minaret, and a hundred slaves knelt in front of the altar, adding their own music to the mix.
The slaves' wrists and ankles were tied behind them, and they stared at these black death jíhuì, their expressions twisted because of fear, pain and despair.
Shadow Warlock Faramond Merovinga walked behind the kneeling slave team, grabbed the hair of one of the slaves, let his head fall back, and then cut his throat with the ceremonial chief bǐshǒu, the bǐshǒu Hundreds of throats have been opened today.
The slave made a murmur of blood, and his life spattered from the wound. Two lucky blades who had been fortunately selected pushed him off the altar and fell onto the heap of bloodless corpses in the metal trough.
The Humpback Overseer dragged another slave to replace the original man, and the Shadow Warlock walked to the next victim, slitting his throat, pushing down the altar, and neatly.
The blood of the offering was sprinkled in the metal tank and concentrated to flow through the pump motor and pipeline to the large basin behind Diego.
The warm blood was bubbling, and he soaked chìluǒ's hands in the basin.
Francis came up first, still chanting in his mouth.
Diago's hand reached his forehead's forehead and drew complicated lines to inject the power drawn from the slave into his body.
The tall warrior closed his dark eyes, allowing his thumb to rest on his eyelids.
"Fat on the plate, fear of wine in the glass."
After Diago had finished chanting, Francis turned and retreated. The next person in the line was Silas. His dark hair was scattered beside his handsome face. He knelt in front of Diago.
The shadow prince also draws an alien symbol on his forehead, holding his thumb against his eyelids.
"Fat on the plate, fear of wine in the glass."
Silas stood up, turned around and withdrew, and the entire team [Blurry Blade] was so marked that he became a more powerful and terrifying warrior.
They are the most loyal and ruthless fighters in Yeblad. In order to be able to fight against the increasingly powerful enemies, they have undergone crazy transformations, but as mortals, they are at risk of collapse.
Therefore, we must use this xiéè to the ultimate ritual to fundamentally transform their physique.
Now, they are no longer human beings, but the sharpest blade in Diego’s hand, which can instantly kill thousands of people.
Over the course of the next hour, the shadow warlock cut off the throats of hundreds of slaves, and their sacrifices will be dedicated to the empire.
The stench of death and blood is very strong, but the monotonous chant of the battle group is not affected at all.
After the last battle had wiped its mark, Allede slowly walked up to the altar, his body covered with blood, his footsteps gently stepped on the steps, and the cloak sewed by human skin fluttered behind him.
After witnessing the numerous bàoxíng of countless enemies, the warrior abandoned all kindness and weakness, and he was determined to use the most terrible means to return to the things that attempted to destroy the empire, whether it was humans, Ork, or beasts, Or arcanists.
For this reason, he would rather turn himself into an equally inhuman monster.
Deep in his heart, a certain belief has collapsed, and new concepts are taking shape-only monsters can overcome monsters.
Allied walked to Diego, the shadow prince pressed against the chief warblade's chin, gently raised his head, and then painted a symbol on the opponent's forehead, pressing the blood fingerprint on his eyelids.
At the moment of blood stains, Allede felt that the skin began to burn and jumped with energy and power.
Open his eyes, the colors in his eyes are more vivid, and he clearly sees that the sparkling aura surrounds the shadow prince like a raging shroud. Although in the past, I always felt that strength accompanied the existence of Diego, but it was very It's hard to witness.
"Your journey is far from over."
Diago chanted softly, and Allied immediately got up and followed the other party back to the altar in front of the soldiers.
Solemn and silent, the two set foot on the steps of the altar and then stood still.
An intestine master shuffled forward, dragging a platform with a few hunched figures in robes behind him.
The platform was placed in front of Diago, and Allied lay on it, a burst of steam blasted out, and the platform rose to the height of the chest of the shadow prince.
He started to work, the blade and the needle of the needle pierced the flesh of Yali De's chest, and the pointed claws fixed the skin, so that the black robe doctor could cut the tight muscles under the skin.
The wound started to bleed, but the mysterious power stopped the blood immediately.
The intestine master came to his side, holding a metal disc in his hand, and gave it to Diego.
The shadow prince lifted up the red cloth covered on the disk and raised the blood-stained twisted organs into the air so that everyone could see them.
It is like an octopus that wriggles unceasingly, with mouth-opening mouthpieces and tentacles full of suckers, just a glance makes people feel very good.
Immediately, the sound of the mechanical drum ceased.
"Do you still need time to think about it."
"Give me... glory."
Allede's voice spread easily throughout the audience. Diago put the struggling flesh into his chest, and then his breathing gradually lowered, finally lying on the platform like a dead body quietly.
But the wounds on both sides of the chest cavity have begun to heal, and his skin will be smooth and flawless in less than a day, leaving no scars.
Diego gently pressed the button next to the platform, and it immediately sank into the altar in the low-pitched sound of the mechanical transmission, while the large water basin filled with blood began to dry up~EbookFREE.me~All the liquid was down below The funnel was transferred to another place.
Faramond Merovinga walked to Diego, his pale face covered with pale blue-gray blood, as if a parasitic plant had entered his skin.
"The veterinarians challenged Gook. Will they succeed?"
Diago raised his thin face, his lips sneered, and his long dark hair like dark ink, the image of the past no longer exists, and now he is completely inhuman, although the shape is close to humans.
"Li Lin is a fool. He thought he had captured the killer, but that was just a dead end."
"But you still promised him?"
"Li Lin is a fool, but the other one is not, look."
Diego turned his eyes to the west, and his eyes penetrated the rising evil mist, reaching the depths of the rain forest shrouded in the fire of war.
"It will surprise us."