Strong smell of blood.

Corlarion covered his nose slightly. Even though he was used to the stench of the living dead in Limbo Town, he was still almost nauseated by such a choking smell. Of course, the spirit beast Titi was not so pretentious. Instead, its bloodthirsty instinct was aroused, and it even couldn't help but lick its lips.

Dozens of believers of the "Church of Blood" are now gathered in the ancient hall in the underground cave. This place has been carefully excavated and processed. The smooth floor is covered with extremely weird and spectacular red magic circles. Those complicated patterns are like It is constantly soaked in blood, and after countless years, it has firmly engraved some kind of evil curse deep in the ground.

Six huge pillars support this terrifying hall. At the front of the vast hall is a throne-like sacrificial platform composed of seven levels of platforms. In the center of the sacrificial platform is a circular pool with scarlet waves boiling inside. Above the waves, twisted stalactites hang down, and their unnatural posture resembles the strange face of a demon.

Corlarion knew that the strong smell of blood came from the blood gushing in the pool. With so much blood, I am afraid that this group of lunatics from the "Church of Blood" have killed countless humans and pumped the blood of the tragically dead people into the blood pool.

The "Blood Brother" who once led his followers to attack Corlarion and the others was standing on the edge of the blood pool wearing exaggerated fur clothes and cloaks, and an animal bone helmet. Hercules, the god of strength, stood beside the "Blood Brother" , the godmother who led Hercules here and three other women knelt under the stairs. Her power seemed to be insurmountable by the "blood brothers".

"Kneel down, this is Blood Brother's order!" "Blood Brother" opened his arms and looked down at all the believers with great pride.

The dozens of believers all knelt down in the huge magic circle on the ground. Now, only the "blood brothers" and the old god Hercules stood.

"I am about to complete the prophecy in the 'Book of Revelation'! I am about to lead the 'Church of Blood' to dominate the entire city! And this is just the beginning!" "Brother Blood" said in a madman's voice, "When I grab my bride And after combining with her! I will open a new era! I will control unparalleled power! The connection has been established through the previous attack! The ritual will start at the 'Witching Moment'!"

The believers of the "Church of Blood" cheered wildly.

Corlarion smiled contemptuously, but Wally couldn't laugh. He knew how evil the "Blood Brother" was. He also knew that this guy should be a new leader, because the Justice League had defeated a "Blood Brother". But that guy was definitely not the madman he is now.

In other words, the archbishop of the "Church of Blood" has changed again, but what are they going to do? Of course, their result must be to conquer the world, but what will they do? Let Hercules help them?

"That's enough, I'm not here to listen to your stupid nonsense, mortals!" Hercules suddenly shouted impatiently, "How do you want to make my plan come true? The master you mentioned can help me achieve my goal! Hurry! Come on, mortal! As long as I win, I will give you a paradise!"

"Blood Brother" suddenly laughed, and the believers also laughed hysterically.

"What are you laughing at, humble ant! In front of you is Hercules of Olympus!" Hercules grabbed the collar of "Blood Brother" and lifted him up effortlessly , he glared fiercely at the extremely fanatical lunatic in front of him, "Remember your identity! I can crush you easily!"

"Yes! Of course! And that's exactly what I saw!" "Blood Brother" was still laughing. He didn't seem to care about Hercules' contemptuous ridicule at all. "I need the power of the gods! Even if you are only one and a half God! But that’s enough! That’s enough for now!”

"What do you want to do?" Hercules suddenly frowned. He felt that the guy in front of him was a little too weird, and the unrelenting laughter of the believers was also very terrifying.

"Blood Brother" suddenly reached out and grabbed Hercules' arm, with a bright smile on his ferocious face, and his scarlet eyes flashed with impatient desire, "Of course it's your power, Hercules." !I already told you!"

Hercules suddenly felt a stinging pain, and he was surprised to find that the "Blood Brother"'s nails were actually inserted into the flesh of his arm.

"Bastard!" Hercules sensed the danger and conspiracy. He could no longer hesitate. He stretched out his hand and broke the fragile neck of "Blood Brother" and then threw him into the pool of blood behind him.

Wally's eyes widened in shock, while Coralion raised his eyebrows. He laughed happily, and then began to tiptoe towards the group of mad cultists.

"Hey! What are you going to do?" Wally whispered immediately.

Corlarion just rolled his eyes in disdain, and continued to move forward, seemingly trying to bypass the central magic circle and slip towards the altar.

"You have seen the fate of the leader!" Hercules walked down the next step. He pointed his bloody finger at the woman kneeling at the foot of the step. "Now you must listen to me!"

The laughter was still there, and the believers of the "Church of Blood" didn't seem to care at all about the life or death of their leader.

"You are not a Blood Brother, Hercules." The woman who led Hercules here raised her head and said dully, "Only a Blood Brother can lead us."

"If you don't obey, you will die!" Hercules came to the woman in two steps, reached out and strangled her neck. He glared angrily. He instinctively felt that he must quickly suppress this group of extremely evil mortals.

"Of course, Hercules!" The woman looked up and suddenly smiled, with a sinister smile. Her two blood-red eyes stared straight at Hercules, "Kill me!"

The believers all stood up at this time, and they began to slowly but firmly sway their bodies towards Hercules.

"Kill me!" All the believers were saying the same thing.

"A bunch of madmen..." Hercules was a little numb by the current situation. He decided to run away. He didn't even want to kill everyone here.

But those believers came forward regardless.

Hercules could only kill the woman in front of him, and then punched the believers of the "Church of Blood" to death one by one.

Blood began to spread on the ground, but death would not stop those believers from coming one after another. They fell on Hercules. They hugged Hercules' arms and legs, and they greedily gnawed at Hercules with their teeth. The flesh and blood of Hercules, and the strangest thing is that these mortals can actually hurt the indestructible body of Heracles like the "blood brothers".

"No! A bunch of madmen!" Under the severe pain, Hercules finally broke out. He cruelly pulled off the heads and limbs of the believers, and then crushed their bodies into powder.

The blood continues to spread.

Wally looked at the horrific scene in front of him with numb scalp. He was still hesitant, not knowing whether to go up and stop Hercules' atrocities, but those believers seemed to be killing without mercy. The most important thing was that Wally Li was afraid, and the inexplicable fear seemed to be spreading throughout the chilling hall, followed by dark shadows.

Corlarion was unmoved. He was grateful for the fact that a group of idiots were killing each other. He lowered his body and followed Titi cat silently through the shadows, and then hid under the altar. He guessed something, because he inherited Since his Tartar blood made him extremely sensitive to magic, he felt an evil ritual, through the killing of Hercules, through his own blood and the blood of his followers.

The stalactite pillars like the monster's head lit up with a glimmer of light. The glimmers were like blood-red eyes. They opened one by one. Finally, six glimmers of light overlooked the sacrificial field where flesh and blood were scattered everywhere.

Wally covered his ears at this time. He seemed to hear an ancient call, which was a terrifying echo that had been silent for a long time. It was a terrifying whisper from the abyss of hell. The sound itself was enough to make a mortal collapse.

Corlarion quietly summoned the pure white witch seal. He saw Hercules standing in a bloody state. His flesh had been chewed up a lot. Even the power of the demigod could not restore him. Because the curse of blood is spreading, the huge magic circle on the entire ground is slowly waking up.

Suddenly, large waves rose from the blood pool above Corlarion's head, and a column of water rose into the sky. The "blood brother" who had been killed by Hercules jumped out, and his blood-stained face revealed an evil look. With a smile on his face, he pounced directly on Hercules. His movements were astonishingly fast. His strong arms tightly hugged Hercules' neck, and then he opened his big mouth, and his white teeth instantly bit it. on the neck of Hercules.

"Ah!!" Hercules screamed.

The next second, Hercules was grabbed by the "Blood Brother"'s head and pushed to the ground.

Corlarion took the opportunity to jump up, and like a flexible monkey, he climbed to the edge of the blood pool on the altar.

"The 'Witching Moment' has arrived!" Dark air came out of the "Blood Brother"'s grinning mouth, and all the blood on his body slowly condensed on his body. "Thank you for your help, Half God Heracles!”

"No..." Hercules felt fear for the first time. He widened his eyes that were bleeding, but his head continued to be squeezed by the "Blood Brother".

"Haha..." "Blood Brother" laughed loudly. He absorbed the blood of Hercules. He temporarily gained the power of a demigod, and now, he is going to kill the god.

Hercules' head shattered like an egg.

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