The Great Worm Lich Chapter 551 - Blood Sacrifice

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the resounding sound of Zhang Lisheng's clear voice, the girl's wings flickered and turned into the stairwell. At this time, the survivors who witnessed the miracle finally snapped back from their bewilderment. Pleading in unison, they wanted to obtain redemption from this extraordinary existence who had a halo condensing behind him as he stood in the middle of the sunlight.

However, now that the young man had heard the news that he wanted, he who had always been opposed to the word 'kindness' obviously had no intention of continuing to delay his time. With an abrupt leap, he transformed into nothingness and penetrated the floor slabs layer by layer. When he reached the highest level of the building, he realized that all of the wall partitions had been shattered, and he was standing in a huge hall with an area of 2000 to 3000 square meters wide.

Revealing his body again, Zhang Lisheng looked around and saw the low ceiling depicting a scene of a violent storm coming at dawn. The drawing was so real that it gave off a feeling that a cold hurricane was hovering on top of him. The wallpaper of the four walls was a burning black flame. Scorched human heads that had bloody tears dripping down their faces with their mouths wide open could faintly be seen looming in the raging fire, as though they were howling excruciatingly at an upside-down cross that was also the only decoration on the four walls. Below his feet was an abstract drawing made of intricately messy lines that were independent yet interconnecting with each other that formed a flaming red giant corpse whose head and body were separated as it stepped on the clouds, with blood scattering everywhere.

"Hiding the blood of the sacrifice in his strange demonic graffiti. What a good idea!" Zhang Lisheng observed his surroundings for a long time before stretching his hand to draw something in the air. Crystal mist flashed on his fingertip, and soon, he drew a rectangle full of complicated lines on the six sides before breathing a sigh of relief, "Your Lordship, I can't believe you actually spent so much effort. Can you tell me what you're actually plotting?"

When the young man's words left his mouth, a gust of thick black mist rose from a head beheaded from the red giant in the middle of the hall. The space around the fog seemed to shatter like glasses, as an altar built from a dark bloated green corpse appeared.

"I've never come across a second person who could nihilate and solidate his body in my entire life. You must be Lord Dragon Fang, right?" A tall man who was wearing a simple black robe with his face inexplicably hidden through a dark shadow from the very start showed its figure on the corpse altar. With just a breath, he swallowed the black mist enveloping the altar into his stomach before looking at Zhang Lisheng and asking gracefully.

"It's me, Your Lordship. I was wandering around the streets of New York and suddenly saw a building being destroyed by the radiation of the power of dark believers. I could recognize your work, so I'm here to see an old friend of mine," The young man shrugged.

"You can recognize my power, but you don't know the function of me carrying out this blood sacrifice ceremony?" The Lord stared at the figure who was shorter than himself hidden in the simple ancient armor not far away. With an unpredictable glimpse flashing across his eyes, he added, "Looks like not only have you not paid attention to the message I've left on New York's Late Night Zone website, you also didn't learn the techniques of the Darkwalker. You seem to have mastered another power, a force that smells like a hypocrite and hackneyed…"

Faced with ferocious malice that the Lord revealed, Zhang Lisheng nodded indifferently. Without warning, he released his unbridled divine power and caused the floor and walls of the halls covered with secret formations to quake like some monsters were about to burst out of the cement, "I didn't choose to become a Darkwalker but chose another power that you can consider as the opposite of yours, the power to create life!"

By burning the faith stone on his earth armor, the energy that the young man unleashed instantly turned the situation around. After becoming a demigod, the Lord, who thought he had increased strength, shouted in shock, "Y-You've become a majestic god! T-This is impossible! Impossible! You don't even know how to use the power of faith! How can you become a god…"

"This world is already this crazy, so what else is impossible?" Zhang Lisheng whispered with a cold smile.

Upon hearing this question, and seeing that the creation was going to break through the wall, the Lord shouted hoarsely in desperation, "Your Majesty, please don't! Please don't destroy the formation runes! I've spent every effort in carrying out this ceremony…"

Initially, he did not expect that this ruthless and cold Dragon Fang would stop because of his pleading, but to his surprise, when his words left his mouth, the hall actually regained its calmness.

"Your Lordship, you should thank yourself for your good fortune. I originally thought that you were summoning an evil spirit from the foreign world for carrying out a grand bloody ceremony in the middle of the city, so that's why I showed up. To my surprise, you didn't betray Earth. In this case, we have no inherent conflicts, and I have no intention of acting as a messenger of justice," After his calculation, Zhang Lisheng realized that he would have to consume at least one-third of his faith stones to destroy the blood sacrifice and beget his creation. With a slight surprise in his heart, he dispersed his divine power and purposely showed a profound and mysterious facade as he asked, "However, you must tell me. What's the purpose of the blood sacrifice? I'll give you a warning, don't try to deceive a god."

"I want to greet the dusk projection of Gregoban the Skeleton Throne, one of the ancient gods of darkness, and obtain a glimpse of his power before his eternal sleep, oh Great Majesty," The Lord hesitated a little before answering in a cover-up manner. After the young man became a god, his understanding in the path of god had far exceeded the Lord's imagination so he could easily hear the deep meaning hidden under the simple reply.

"Power…" Zhang Lisheng could not help but chuckle. "You actually want to sacrifice the souls and bodies of several hundreds of mortals to steal the power of the Skeleton Throne to become the new god of darkness? Your Lordship, looks like your whimsical logic is out of this world."

"Your Majesty, I don't have your talent and luck. By relying on the faith stones I've obtained after working with you, I managed to ignite the divine fire and become a demigod. If I want to gain more power, I can only rely on whimsical constant trials," The Lord was stunned and said; his tone became very humble and bitter.

The young man did not expect that this legendary figure who had been standing at the peak of the Darkwalker for the past few hundred years would show such a soft side before him. Instead, he had a feeling that the Lord's words were not true. At this moment, as he was hit by a pang of realization. He shouted, "Your sacrifices have also included the Atlanteans!"

"Offering a lamb can be exchanged for god's safeguarding. Offering a golden yak can be exchanged for god's blessing. Offering a living human can be exchanged for the magical power of the god. If one wants to get the supreme power of the god and becomes his successor, one must offer a more expensive and priceless sacrifice." Since the situation had reached the most critical point, the Lord admitted to it frankly, to get rid of the most significant obstacle now, "When I caused such a disaster in the center of New York, despite knowing that it's a trap, those hypocritical Atlanteans would still step into it. They held the power of light and fire opposite to 'the darkness.' If I offered to risk my life, my flesh, and my blood to fight with such mighty warriors on the blood ceremony, I might be able to win the favor of the 'dark will.' In this case, I'd stand a chance in obtaining a fraction of the power of the Skeleton Throne."

When the demigod dark believer was speaking, the wall closest to the window on the top of the building began to vaporize in hot laser rays. However, bizarrely, even without any support, the drawings on the walls still did not fall off at all.

Outside the building, an Atlantean sergeant who had turned into a dazzling ball of light hovered in the air. As he looked at the formation runes suspended in the air that was being enveloped by blackening, he ordered loudly. "I can feel an enormous surge of dark power here. It's indeed a trap. All sergeants, listen to my command. Raise the light stones to their maximum ignition value, and attack at the same target altogether!"

At once, the hundreds of Atlanteans warriors surrounding the building stopped their attack at the same time. Their hands that were stretched out horizontally joined together. The light stones in both palms immediately repelled and rubbed against each other to radiate an even more intense light.

Looking at the brilliance shining like stars, Zhang Lisheng said nonchalantly, "The reason you tried to attack me just now is because of your lack of sacrifices, right? Now you don't have to worry anymore, Your Lordship. There are at least one sergeant major, three stellar sergeants, twelve planet sergeants, and other better sacrificed here, so they should be enough; no, I should say 'more than enough' for your sacrifice now. I don't like the Atlanteans, but I'll not help you either because of the malicious nature you just revealed. Because of this, I can only wish you all the best."

Right away, his body nihilated, and he disappeared without a trace.

"This kind of blood sacrifice god-transforming ceremony is inherently risky, so I've already prepared to be sacrificed. It would be a good ending if I can meet my death together with them. Thank you for your blessing, dear respected Dragon Fang Majesty," Seeing that the obstacle had disappeared, the Lord showed his unconcealable joy but did not curse rudely. Instead, he bowed politely towards the place where the young man stood just now.

After that, this person who had high prestige among the American Darkwalkers opened his mouth and blew out a continuous gush of black mist, concealing the corpse altar in front and his own figure. At the same time, a seemingly endless stream of scarlet blood oozed out of his bare feet and continued to spread, turning the floor to become a shallow crimson pool.

The instant the blood pool was formed, a series of praising song of 'Alalalalala…' resonated from it, reverberating over the sky of New York.

Being enchanted by the heaven-like, graceful, and beautiful sound, a drunk-like smile appeared on the faces of the several weakest sergeants among the Atlanteans hovering in the air surrounding the building. Without warning, they commanded the light stones to fly into the drawings hanging in the air.

"As the old saying goes, who would dare to enter the cave if they were not brave enough." Zhang Lisheng, who stole a shirt and a pair of shorts from a shop that had been vacated since the shopkeepers escaped, still stood at a sycamore tree on the street while his backpack slanted diagonally across his chest.

He looked up at the light balls on the top floor of the distant building and praised under his breath, "Now that the Darkwalkers who have been hidden in the dark for hundreds of years have already made his move, I wonder if other strange characters are willing to remain dormant in the dark? Now that the supernatural beings in the United States of America that have less than 300 years of history have started to fight against the Atlantis, I wonder if other supernatural beings in other old countries with thousands of years of history are willing to continue to yield… I hope that this is a good sign…"

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