Genius Demon Empress

"Tick tock..."

The red liquid, like sweat and blood, fell from the air and landed on the dry soil, as if rotten flowers bloomed.

A sweaty horse galloped across the ridges, and when he saw Fontaine County on the other side of the mountain, Viscount Moore, who was still holding a shelf of lime plaster in his hand, spat behind him, and the sticky phlegm fell On a haggard woman.

The woman's clothes were ragged, and she was holding a baby who had just turned one year old in her right hand, and an old man in her left hand.

Behind the woman, there were dozens of men and women who looked similar to her. Without exception, all of these people wore heavy shackles on their feet.

Because of traveling through the jungle for a long time, the soles of their feet have been torn apart, blood and sweat are mixed together, leaving blood marks on the ground, and the lips that have not dripped water are wrinkled like the driest land.

"It's you, the bastards of Fontaine County, who caused my lord to suffer a lot of humiliation," said Viscount Moore, who was finally able to walk on the ground after resting for more than two months.

Thinking of the weird ambushes of the County Guards that night and the betrayal of the old butler Bates, Viscount Moore was full of anger.

He understood that all of this was caused by the fake lord of Fontaine County. On the one hand, he wanted to come to revenge, but on the other hand, he was worried about the rumor in the county.

Legend has it that the fake lord of unknown origin invited the beast god.

A beautiful, powerful oath to protect the Beast God of Fontaineshire.

That Beast God, who didn't know the truth or falsehood, united the scattered people in Fontaine County in just two months.

He sent people to lure the crowd with a lot of money over and over again, telling the true origin of the young lord, but those stupid villagers refused.

Beast gods, bullshit beast gods will go to visit that ghostly place in Fontaine County. Thinking of this, Viscount Moore felt chest tightness and shortness of breath. Since those untouchables believed in beast gods, he used beast gods to deal with them , a real beast god, an extremely powerful beast god.

Viscount Moore showed a scheming expression, and urged the county guards to drive away the people captured by Fontaine County.

"Alan, where are you going?" The old man who was supported by the young woman had hollow eye sockets and had been blind for a long time.

"Father, I don't know either. This group of evil spirits drove us to the valley early in the morning. I thought they were going to drive us back to Fontaine County, but they looked at the direction to go to the depths of the Xuanshou Mountain Ridge." The woman hugged the child tightly in her arms.

"Why isn't Mu Yu coming? Didn't he say he was coming to save us?" The old man stretched out his hand and touched his grandson's tender cheek.

The young woman opened her mouth and was speechless.

Her husband, Nan Muyu, had said a few months ago that he would come to rescue them, but more than two months had passed, and there was still no news from him.

"Crack" a whip came mercilessly, the woman let out a miserable cry, hugged the old man's thin shoulders, and took the whip alive.

"What's the fuss? The Beast God Altar is coming. It has alarmed the Beast God. You can handle it!" The county guards waved their whips in their hands. Every day I only know how to waste the food in the county.

Beast Altar, the older generation of villagers in the team heard the name of the Beast Altar, their knees were so frightened that they almost couldn't stand up.

The Beast God Altar is one of the most dangerous places on the Xuanshou Ridge according to legend.

It is said that thousands of years ago, there lived an evil dragon in the mysterious beast ridge. The dragon's cultivation was so high that a breath of the dragon could drive back the most powerful mysterious beast in the entire mysterious beast mountain ridge.

The evil dragon is bloody and brutal, its throat is like an invincible blood hole, and it will swallow any mysterious beast that dares to approach there.

Later, the evil dragon was beheaded by a strong man in the world, and the evil dragon soul was suppressed somewhere on the ridge of the mysterious beast. It is said that in order to suppress the evil dragon, the strong man left a treasure of his own, The dragon's soul is forever suppressed on the Xuanshou Ridge.

The soul of the evil dragon still refuses to rest in peace, and often wreaks havoc in the village.

In order to appease the evil dragon's resentment, neighboring counties and counties have prepared offerings in previous years. It is said that if those who came to offer offerings did not offer enough livestock and profound beasts, few would be able to return alive.

This group of vicious county guards actually wanted to take them to the beast altar.

"Woo," Viscount Moore's bloody horse neighed in panic, and a cloud of colorful smoke appeared in front of him.

The smoke was colorful, and it was mixed with the howling and howling of ghosts and wolves, as if they had entered a maze.

The forest disappeared, and the ridge also disappeared. Almost at the same time, all the horses and beast riders of the county guards all became restless.

Viscount Moore's bloody horse was no exception. The horses seemed to have encountered some invisible and terrifying force all of a sudden, and they were all powerless to fight back. coercion.

In the meantime, the surroundings were full of colorful smoke, there was no way forward, and there was no retreat behind.

The Beast God Misty, Viscount Moore immediately remembered the legend about the Beast God, where the Beast God haunts, there will be the Beast God Misty.

He rolled and scrambled, rolled off the horse, and begged for mercy: "Lord Beast God, I am Moore from Bailu County. I didn't mean to offend the Beast God, but to honor the Beast God. "

The voice of Viscount Moore lingered in the smoke for a while, and after a while, the misty smoke in front of him cleared up, behind a piece of bloody poppy grass blooming brilliantly, there was a majestic altar.

The altar was already covered with skeletons of unknown mysterious beasts and some suspected human skeletons.

In the middle of the altar, there is a pillar that seems to reach straight into the sky. On the top of the pillar, there is a six-clawed black dragon hovering. The black dragon's body circles and twists, and it seems to be more than a hundred meters long. Every scale on its body is shining and full of violence. beauty.

That is not the soul of a dragon, but a dragon!

At this time, in the eyes of the dragon, faint green light flickered. Those eyes, the people of Fontaine County who had suffered so much, when they saw the dragon eyes, their souls seemed to be taken away instantly.

"You disgusting human breath, lord of Bailu County, if you don't explain why you came to disturb me late at night, you will become a dry bone in the Dragon God Altar," the black six-clawed dragon roared.

The roar of the dragon tore apart the sky, and black lightning seemed to break out of the clouds.

"Respected Beast God, Lord Dragon God, I am offering you a sacrifice. I found out that the new lord of Fontaine County is advocating the new Beast God in the county, blaspheming your wisdom, Lord Beast God. In order to retaliate against those Ignorant villagers, I will send these people of Fontaine County to you," Viscount Moore knelt on his knees, kowtowing to the Dragon God.

"Ignorant people dare to blaspheme the gods. No wonder the power of faith in this god is decreasing day by day. Fontaine County, people of Fontaine County, you have insulted the dignity of the beast god. You will all die," the black dragon roared. Suddenly the sky was overcast.

Viscount Moore was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. His ugly face looked even more disgusting under the black lightning.