Zhou Qingfeng was misled by Cialek and fell into the pit of the Elf Prison and stayed in the underground ruins for three days. During the first two days, he was lying at the bottom of the pit with no movement. After getting up, he survived by a small amount of food and drinking water he carried with him.

During these three days, Zhou Qingfeng was unable to enter deep sleep, and naturally he could not enter the information network. However, in these three days, the form of the entire Black Forest has undergone tremendous changes.

Although the black warrior is strong, the number is too small; although there are many goblins, the combat power is too weak.

The "coalition" led by Zhou Qingfeng is not a weak scum who fled in panic when he heard the enemy's news. Zul Graypi realized that he was facing a resistance force with considerable cohesion and had to confront head-on.

The routine that used to be whispered and could win by coercion and temptation is not easy to use now.

So the goblins shrank their troops, retreated from Baiyao Village, and the turtle retreated back to the plaster village. They also released rumors, attempting to open the external plank roads to exchange for the human forces to destroy their own martial arts. However, these plans were completely lost after the return of "Holy Hugo".

Now Zhou Qingfeng is immersed in the information network again, collecting human prayers from the Black Forest. Most human settlements already know the latest battle situation in the Rat Village, and both the left-behind adventurers and the lower-level untouchables were all excited.

However, the plaster village, which was an enemy-occupied area, became an information desert, and no news came out. This was completely opposite to the situation in other villages.

"What happened in the Plaster Village?" Zhou Qingfeng's ideology stood in the void, with information links coming and going in front of him. The poor without faith were expressing their wishes. In the past, no one listened to these wishes, but now they all point to the "holy light".

"There are at least one hundred poor people in the Plaster Village, and they shouldn't have no wishes."

Zhou Qingfeng was anxious. He won two victories against the goblins, both of which obtained accurate information from the poor in the Plaster Village. Especially the little girl named Sophia left a profound influence on him.

The Plaster Village is the garrison of the goblin forces and the Bain Church, and is the base camp of evil forces. But now the village is silent, as quiet as a tomb.

Just one situation will cause this effect.

A terrible word flashed through Zhou Qingfeng's mind - Blood Sacrifice.

In order to please their gods, the church of evil gods will use blood sacrifices to communicate with the gods and gain powerful strength. The slaughtered are often innocent poor people, and their flesh and souls will turn into burning firewood and be tortured in extreme pain.

Zhou Qingfeng once promised to rescue the little girl Sofia, but now... he opened his eyes wide and searched carefully in the information link. Under the lowest-level red information flow, there were some weaker gray links.

Whenever you contact any black link, there were pain and sharp wails inside. Despair and helpless shouts rushed into Zhou Qingfeng's brain like a surging tide. He also screamed and understood what was going on.

The blood sacrifice is really a blood sacrifice!

In the stucco village, a cruel massacre is underway...

Under the high torches, the vicious black warrior broke through simple houses, dragged the poor people out of the village, and dragged them to the open space in the middle of the village.

They struggled, begged, pushed, yelled, and were in chaos. There were messy drag marks and broken clothes on the ground. The poor were dragged into a pool of blood dug in the village, and the blade cut his throat and forced blood into the pool.

All this is like slaughtering animals, and the black warrior who started it had no mercy.

On the platform beside the pool, the priest of the Morsi of the Bain Church was loudly praising the tyranny God and praying for the gods to give them strength. With his loud shouts, thunder rolled in the sky and lightning broke through the sky.

The pressure representing the gods is coming...

The blood in the blood pool slowly boiled, and a large number of bubbles floated. Whenever the bubbles broke in the air, the church members surrounding the blood pool cheered excitedly. They became more and more fanatical in their prayers and almost lost their minds.

As for the poor who supplied blood to the pool of blood, they either made horrific screams in cheers or were already lying on the ground and twitching. No one felt pity for them, and the cultists believed that it was a blessing to devour the lives and souls to the Lord of Darkness.

All this was the Bain Church. In order to break the deadlock, they urgently needed to improve their strength. So they held a blood sacrifice.

When the blood in the blood pool turned into blood mist, dozens of human adventurers lined up in. The first one was the leader of the plaster village, Lao Xius, who was accomplice for the tiger. He shouted, "Only obey Bain" and led his men to receive the baptism of the blood sacrifice.

Next to the blood pool, more and more villagers were dying. They made meaningless shouts before they died. These shouts were the black links that Zhou Qingfeng saw in the information network. This accompanied by strong negative emotions, which were loved by the God of Tyranny.

But this will undoubtedly be extremely angry for normal humans!

Zhou Qingfeng could share the sight of the last few seconds before the soul of the deceased left his body, so as to see clearly the blood sacrifice scene. Blood, killing, and carnival. He shivered at this terrifying scene and his scalp was numb. This scene was imprinted in his mind, but he could do nothing.

In the last sight of the dead, Zhou Qingfeng saw a thin figure who was also caught by the blood pool. It was a little girl with a calm expression. She was dressed in rags, had a dirty face, and had messy hair draped over her shoulders. She walked to the blood pool like she accepted her fate.

"No..." Zhou Qingfeng cried. He recognized the little girl and shouted angrily and unwillingly, "It's Sophia. I promised to protect her. But now..."

Pain suffocates the heart and makes people hate to live.

The poor people in the village were found, and the little Sophia was no exception. When the black warrior found her, the little girl did not resist or struggle. She walked to the pool of blood by herself, looking at the tragic dead bodies, and realized that she would become one of them.

no......!

When the sharp blade cut the little girl's throat, blood splattered, and a shocking roar rang out over the blood pool. The meaning of this roar was unknown, but the Baeners at the scene were even more fanatical and regarded it as the gaze of God.

Sophia's neck was cut open and she fell down. She used her last strength to lift her surprised little face and shouted weakly and puzzledly, "Victor, is it you?"

With this shout, a black hole appeared above the blood pool. One hand reached out, grabbed Sophia and pulled it in.

But this matter is not that simple.

A thunderbolt was out of thin air above the blood pool, and a stronger roar came like thunder. Everyone around the blood pool was dizzy. In the sky of the Black Forest, an angry voice was shouting angrily, "Who are you? How dare you rob the soul that has already belonged to the dark?"

On the other side of the black hole is Zhou Qingfeng, who exists in the information network space. He was unwilling to see Sophia die. He was so angry that he stretched out a hand, ignoring the distance and barriers of the space, and directly grabbed Sophia.

When Zhou Qingfeng pulled the little girl up and tried to pull her over, Sophia's body remained still. However, her soul was caught and was about to be dragged into the black hole.

This scene shocked everyone next to the blood pool. Morsi, who was presiding the blood sacrifice, didn't understand why. Instead, Zul, who was standing next to him, reacted quickly, and the goblin shaman screamed, "Stop that hand, he is snatching the sacrifice belonging to my lord."

Zhou Qingfeng felt a huge force stopping him from taking Sophia away, and even if he tried his best, he could not drag the little girl in.

Sophia screamed in pain during the pull. Her soul was under great force, almost torn in half.

In the open space of the Plaster Village, an extremely evil and terrifying aura was gathering, and a terrifying questioning came from the stormy blood pool mist. The blood mist slowly turned into a giant palm, trying to drag Sophia's soul back.

Next to the pool of blood, whether it was the weakest goblin, or the high priest and shaman, they all crawled on the ground. All humans and goblins felt that the power of mountains and mountains was pressing on their hearts, forcing them to surrender and destroying their will.

This power of the enemy and me comes from the gods who are above, and the voice in the blood mist is constantly questioning: "Who are you? Do you dare to fight against the King of Darkness? I order you to surrender in the name of Bain."

This sound contains the power of destruction and despair, full of disputes, hatred, tyranny, and fear. It is like a storm, like a storm, like a collision of stars, and cannot be stopped or obscene. It points directly to the hearts of mortals and commands everything.
Chapter completed!