"Who cares? It's just a process anyway, and the point is not marriage." Samuel suddenly grabbed her collar, tore it open on both sides, and then kneaded it greedily: "The Lord has given you blessings and will let you

Pregnant with sacred flesh and blood. When the Senate finds you, you can already think of a name."

Galadia's head buzzed loudly. An elf named Bronn standing next to her punched her while she was struggling, and her mouth was filled with blood.

"Are you crazy! Servicius! Everything is a sacrifice in the eyes of the evil god, you brainless stick insects!" Galadia yelled dizzily, struggled with all her strength, and used everything she had to

Curse them with every bad word you can think of.

"Hahaha, that's it, that's it, how exciting!" Severicus laughed wildly and held her legs down, "Resentment and pain will be the perfect food for the heirs of the Lord. Come more, come more

A little!"

Galadia immediately closed her mouth, gritting her silver teeth and glaring at them angrily.

The fallen elves surrounding her laughed wildly together.

"Look! She believes it!"

"She was so scared that she didn't even dare to scream!"

"Garadia, are you ready to enjoy it! Being turned around by so many people, you have never thought about it before!"

Galadia was so ashamed that she immediately wanted to bite off the base of her tongue, but Bronn's big hand instantly grabbed her cheek, and put his fingers into her mouth to force her mouth open.

"We have half an hour before other forces discover it," Samuel Servicius said coldly, "enjoy the ravage, Miss Villanoy."

"Wait, half an hour?" One of Samuel's helpers suddenly interrupted, "That's enough time for each of us to take a turn."

"Maybe we can get two turns," the burly Rolon's greedy eyes swept over Galadia's body, "Hold on tighter."

A fallen elf wearing a decent sacrificial robe suddenly reacted: "Wait a minute, this time is reserved for rituals, hurry up, hold her down, we have to get rid of the process of praying to the Lord. His gaze is essential

!”

As he groped Galadia's body, he shook his head and sang:

“Dear guests and fellow believers, we gather here happily today,

"Witness our Lord, the Lord of fertility and conception, witness His exalted coming..."

The fallen elves present shouted together:

"Hurry up, we're in a hurry!"

"You've spent enough time with your nonsense to give me a round."

"Okay, okay, in short, I ask in the name of God, this marriage,

"Who is in favor and who is against?"

"Agree, agree! That's it!" The black elves present shouted together, and couldn't help but began to tear Galadia's clothes again.

"Very good. If there are opponents who choose to remain silent, please keep silent from now until the future. No..."

Before the priest, who was shaking his head, finished speaking, there was already a loud rumble on the ground, the rubble and the candlelight were shaking violently, and boundless anger was rolling in from the distance.

"What happened?" Samuel took out the echo crystal and asked, "Wethos, what happened outside?"

Only annoying noises came from the echo crystal, and all sentries lost contact.

Vaguely, everyone heard slurry explosions, sharp whines, screams and indescribable rustling sounds in the distance, like endless locusts coming like a tide.

The fallen elves all turned to look at the door. The ranger Dulan who was guarding the door suddenly jumped up and ran towards the altar while rolling and crawling.

"boom!"

The gate of the ruins was breached, and a wave of zombies that had never been seen before swarmed in. The spherical monster exploded, and the running Duran was caught in the debris, rubble and dark green acid storm, and screamed on the spot as he rolled to the ground.

land.

The fallen elves were all stunned.

The heavy sound of horse hooves beat on the ground, and the influx of living corpses spread out to both sides, humbly welcoming their arrival in the darkness.

A terrifying aura and ferocious shadows stepped across the ruins, approaching step by step amidst the thrilling sound of horse hooves. The cold aura was spreading.

"What kind of monster are you!?" Samuel Servicius roared at the shadow in the smoke, "What are you going to do!? This is a memorial to the gods. Stay away and don't come over!"

Senhan's iron hooves ran over Dulan, who was struggling on the ground, and crushed his head into a pile of red and white meat, swallowing up his wails and vitality together.

The terrifying death knight emerges from the smoke.

He rides a black skeletal horse, wearing a black robe and blood-colored heavy armor. Cold air and anger are his servants. Living corpses and terror surrender at his feet. The scarlet blood light shines through the ferocious face armor, photographing

People's soul-stirring gazes were cast on the frightened and flustered faces of each of the fallen elves.

He is as unstoppable as a thunderstorm. The long sword with electric light listens to his orders, and the furious roar almost tears the eardrums of the elves present:

“Declare to all creatures on earth and to the gods in heaven,
Chapter completed!