After a while, Nafirutali Napoleon God brought in two turbulent Indians. These Indians seemed to have some spiritual power, and were dragged in like a dead dog, without making a fuss, and without any rebellion.

"What a pity, I like this original tribe the most..." Nafirutali Napoleon God showed a nearly perverted smile, crushed the two Indians in his hand with one grab, pouring their blood on the mysterious runes of the altar.

At this moment, a trace of black spiritual energy emerged from somewhere on the altar.

"Hahaha...it's successful!!" The Thirteen Gods were inexplicably surprised. This feeling was exactly the same as when they summoned the Demon Fruit Tree. The excited people did not notice that the aura that emerged this time was not green, but black.

It proved that the altar in front of us was another thing that could communicate with mysterious existence. Thirteen old guys roared excitedly, rushed out of the temple, and rushed in like animals, preparing to use the flesh and soul of these people as sacrifices.

After half a day, the place had become a hellish place. Countless Indian corpses covered the entire altar, and the thick blood covered the ground with a thick layer. Such a scene was probably not common even in war years. A strange noise came from the air, as if the wronged souls were accusing the atrocities of the thirteen devils.

"Come...come!" Thirteen old ghosts stared at the altar that was glowing red with anxiety. In the center of the altar, a blood-red space crack was gradually opened.

"Roar...I smelled the fragrant smell of flesh and soul!" Just as the space crack was gradually opening, suddenly a violent energy came from the other side of the crack, and a terrible sound like thunder was transmitted. At the same time, a thick arm suddenly stretched out from the other side of the space crack.

"Ah!! No...don't..."

The closest Kylethalas Omen God among the Thirteen Kings was suddenly grabbed by a big hand stretched out from the crack in the space, and was dragged into the crack with screams. The power of that hand was so terrifying that other Creator Kings saw Kylethalas Omen God's body in a moment, and was pinched into a human form.

Seeing this situation, the remaining twelve kings were so scared that their faces looked like earth, and quickly retreated to the outside of the altar.

"Well... the hateful law of space..." The master of the big hand seemed to want to descend to this world, but the space door seemed to have opened to the maximum extent. His body was unable to shrink under the constraints of some rules. He was obviously less than two meters on the other side of the crack. Once he descended to the world of mortals, the power in his body quickly dissipated, and the volume continued to expand, and even gradually returned to his original appearance.

"Hey! You twelve little devils, find me more pure flesh and blood and souls..." That guy had long discovered who opened the crack in the space. After failing to cross-border, he could only seek the help of these people. As long as there are enough flesh and blood souls in this world, he could hide his power and avoid the limitations of this world's laws. As long as he could retain one thousandth of the thousandth, no, even if he had one thousandth of the original body's power, he could conquer this world ruled by mortals, and then...

"Hey, what should we do?" Rozwad Bruy God nervously asked Nafalutari Napoleon God, "This guy is more cruel than the Demon Fruit Tree. Kyle Thalas Omen God was killed by him..."

"It was eaten by him..." The forehead of Charmaco Willie God beside him was covered with cold sweat. He had clearly heard the sound of chewing just now.

"Although it is not the expected demon fruit tree, this guy is also a very powerful existence..." Nafirutali Napoleon God licked his dry lips, and his face was nervous and greedy, and said, "He can definitely give us powerful strength!"

"Then negotiate with him..."

Several people discussed for a while, and Musgarud Wei-God, as a representative, stood up and said to the blood-red crack in the space and the faint figures inside: "The great existence is what we call you to this world. Do you want flesh and blood and soul? We can all give you the condition that we are given strength, as great power as you!!"

"Ant, how dare I give me the conditions to me as a demon lord!" On the other side of the space crack, the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm was actually the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm. He only heard him scold, "Look for me, I am the ancestor of the Demon Realm of the Demon Realm. Demon Lord Wan Jie immediately found ten thousand children ~ boys and girls, and sacrificed their flesh and blood souls to me. After I conquered this world, I can save you twelve people and one dog's life, otherwise, kill!!!"

The word "kill" shocked the twelve old guys. At this moment, they felt the pressure from higher life, just like a rabbit falling in front of a lion, and couldn't help but kneel down and obey the will of the Demon Lord Wan Jie.

"Drink!!!" Musgarud Wei-Shen suddenly let out a loud shout, rescuing his companion from a certain state of mental control. As a swordsman, Musgarud Wei-Shen's mind has long been sharpened as sharp as his sword, and he even pricked his sword on the back of his hand with a knife, using the pain of his body to avoid the mental control of the Demon Lord.

"It's so dangerous!" The others quickly retreated again, looking at the blood-red crack in the space, ready to escape from the temple at any time.

"Hey!" It seemed that I didn't expect that a mere mortal could withstand his own magic. The Demon Lord Wan Jie was very upset, but in order to seize this rare opportunity and conquer this world, the Demon Lord Wan Jie finally put down some airs and said, "Okay, it seems that the strength of you little insects is quite good. I can give you strength, but my power is not in vain. How much power you can get depends on how much flesh and soul you sacrifice!"

"Really?" The twelve old ghosts looked at each other, which seemed to be similar to the power they had obtained for sacrificing the Demon Fruit Tree before, and they were delighted.

"Will I deceive you little bugs..." As the Demon Lord Wan Jie spoke, twelve black energy floated out of the cracks in the space and entered the bodies of the twelve old guys. I only heard the Demon Lord Wan Jie say, "I will give you some sweetness first. As long as you send more children~boys and girls, I will naturally give you no stingy rewards."
Chapter completed!