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  Of course, Louis VI was now using the living as a sacrifice not to let the God of War, Huskar, descend himself. He was not that crazy. He was just trying to let his trusted subordinates, the three Level 4 guards, obtain the power he had given them.

  In the secret chamber of the Trun Kingdom’s palace, there was a huge bronze statue. The appearance of the statue was that of the God of Battle, Huskar.

  The entire bronze statue was more than ten meters long. Huskar clenched his left hand and held the spear in his right hand in a throwing posture. His appearance was majestic and powerful, and his sharp fangs were especially dazzling in his bloody mouth, making him look ferocious and domineering.

  Below the statue was a huge blood pool.

  Louis VI stood beside the pool of blood.

  The pool of blood was made up of the blood of a thousand people.

  In order to gather the blood of a thousand people, everyone in the Trun Kingdom became wary of their own safety.

  Louis VI knew it too, but compared to the hatred in his heart, he felt that it was worth sacrificing the lives of a thousand people.

  Beside the thick blood pool, apart from Louis VI, there were three burly, muscular young men.

  The three of them were the three people Louis VI had chosen to accept the power of Huskar.

  “Hurry up and enter the blood pool. This is a supreme honor bestowed upon you by Lord Huskar!” Louis VI looked at the three burly men in front of him and said in a low voice.

  In fact, there was no need for Louis VI to say anything. The three of them were born and raised in the Trun Kingdom and were “His” unique believers. There was no need for Louis VI to say anything. It was only natural for them to sacrifice themselves for “Him”.

  Apart from using their lowly bodies to accept Lord Huskar’s power, if not for the fact that their respected king was beside them, they would have jumped into the blood pool to receive “His” baptism.

  When the three of them heard this, they did not hesitate at all and directly walked into the blood pool. Apart from their heads, their entire bodies were immersed in the disgusting blood pool.

  Seeing that the three of them were ready, Louis VI nodded in satisfaction and respectfully walked to the bronze statue of Huskar the God of Battle. His face was filled with piety as he knelt on the ground and muttered words that outsiders could not understand.

  The originally sticky and calm blood pool began to change. Blood-colored bubbles began to bubble from the middle to the sides.

  As more and more bubbles appeared, the blood in the entire blood pool began to boil.

  This was the ultimate technique of the Huskar in myths and legends, the Blood Boiling Technique!

  The three burly men soaked in the blood pool also revealed pained expressions. Louis VI, who was at the side, seemed to have expected this. He watched this scene calmly and revealed a cruel smile that came from his instincts.

  “Persevere, my people. Once you succeed, you will obtain the power of the God of Battle, Huskar!” Louis VI encouraged.

  However, as the temperature in the blood pool increased, even Louis VI, who was standing five meters away, felt that he could not breathe and immediately left the purgatory.

  Meanwhile, the three people in the blood pool were currently experiencing immense pain.

  This kind of pain was not something an ordinary person could endure. It was equivalent to the pain of losing fingers, one finger at a time. Fortunately, the four people in the blood pool were Level 4 professionals. Moreover, the nature of soldiers made them obey until now.

  Although they were high-grade professionals, their bodies were still made of flesh and blood.

  Under the boiling blood, it was a complete physical and mental torture.

  As the temperature of the blood pool continued to increase, a man finally could not hold on any longer. His body began to shake continuously like a kite that was about to break its string. Finally, the man could not hold on any longer and collapsed into the blood pool. His body also melted into blood.

  With the beginning, it seemed like the subsequent defeat was only natural. After the first man collapsed, three minutes later, another man also collapsed.

  Only one advanced Level 4 professional was still persisting.

  The insistent professional kept shouting, “For Trun! For Lord Huskar!”


  Finally, after ten minutes, the entire pool of blood had completely evaporated. The surviving professional’s nose gradually changed into a beast’s nose. Under his lips, two sharp and long fangs emerged. His originally muscular body kept rising.

  Upon seeing this scene, a crazy smile appeared on Louis VI’s face. “Success. Fortunately, my efforts were not in vain, my warrior!”
……

  As night fell, the Dark Forest was especially quiet.

  Those who hated noise would definitely like the Dark Forest at this moment. The only flaw was that there would be one or two demonic wolves howling from time to time.

  The night wind slowly blew past, causing the dry and leafless tree branches to creak from the wind. It was especially terrifying.

  In the dark night, a ten-meter-tall giant was walking towards the Alchemy Tower in the Dark Forest under the moonlight.

  In his right hand, he was holding a giant shield that was about his height. On his back, there were five alchemy spears that were more than five meters long.

  Every step this giant took left deep dents in the barren land.

  Within the forest, some magical beasts that wanted to fight against the weak scrambled to escape after sensing the approaching giant aura.

  They were afraid of being targeted by this huge creature. That was the instinctive fear of powerful creatures from the bottom of their hearts.

  The originally noisy Dark Forest instantly became quiet.

  Even the wind seemed to have stopped.

  As the giant continued forward, a 100 meter tall Alchemy Tower appeared in his sight……

  Inside the Alchemy Tower, Mas, who was studying under the light, looked at the tall figure in the distance with a stunned expression.

  “What is this?!!” Mas looked at the black shadow in the distance and began to be stunned.

  A ten-meter tall humanoid creature? Did you slap XX across the Blue Planet?

  According to what Mas had learned in recent months, he knew that there were only ten-meter humanoids, the Mountain Giant of the elves, the Cyclops, and the Frost Ogre.

  However, it was impossible for these three creatures to appear in the Dark Forest.

  The Mountain Giant liked to live in groups and did not like to fight. It had always been well-behaved in the elves. It was also impossible for the Cyclops to be here in the desolate north, let alone the Frost Ogre. If such a monster appeared, the nearby Pope and the Storm Empire would not agree.

  Mas felt that something was wrong. Since it did not match these existences and there could not be such monsters around the Dark Forest, this thing should be an alchemical creature or something similar.

  Moreover, judging from the route it took, it was clearly coming for him…


  Moreover, because of the night, Mas could not see the huge creature’s appearance.

  However, he could see that the other party was holding a huge shield in his right hand and carrying five spears on his back.

  Instead of calling it a spear, it was more like a few pillars. After all, the spear was too big.

  “Wait, spear? Giant shield! Could it be?!!!”


  “Did the Trun Kingdom send this guy over? But how can the Trun Kingdom have the strength to raise such a monster? Let’s talk about wealth first. The Storm Empire alone would not allow such an existence, right?”


  “Could it be that he used some unknown method?”


  Mas was confused.