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Chapter 69: Blood Sacrifice of a Million Werewolves

The Sky Wolf King, Zhebe, was completely dead.

Over seven million citizens of the Faroe Kingdom and over a million werewolves had seen it clearly.

They could even feel the despairing aura that Zhebe was emitting from the blood cloud.

“How is this possible? How could the king die?”

A pseudo-ultimate mage from the great snow mountain’s wolf clan knelt on the ground. Under the extreme grief and shock, blood flowed out from the corners of his eyes.

In his heart, the Sky Wolf King Zhebe was a god-like existence, invincible in the world. He had beaten the powerful Faroe Kingdom to the point where they had no way of retaliating.

But now... Their king, the great son of the Sky Wolf God, had died just like that.

Under the hands of that ultimate mage of the Faroe Kingdom, there was actually no room for resistance.

A blow.

A huge blow.

Countless werewolves started wailing.

This was a blow on a spiritual level. The werewolves now feared death and felt only deep despair.

Their hero, the great king, had died in front of them.

Just like God had died in front of the believers.

This was the collapse of faith.

The impact on the spirit was devastating.

Despair spread everywhere, and countless werewolves were lost.

The Sky Wolf King was dead.

What should they do?

“The king is dead. Let’s go back to the prairie,” a werewolf said.

At this moment, they seemed to have found a direction. Countless werewolves turned around, wanting to escape this terrifying place and return to the prairie, never to come back again.

For a moment, the million werewolves started to retreat in a chaotic and disorderly manner.

They only had one thought, to return to the Great Plains.

Even the high-level werewolf commanders couldn’t restrain them, or rather, they didn’t want to restrain them because they had the same thought, to return to the Great Plains and never come to this terrifying middle-earth again.

Trample on my middle-earth and kill my human race. Since you’re here, you should stay.

Lei Luo stood on the watchtower with his hands behind his back. As he watched this scene, an endless amount of magical will enveloped the world and let out a god-like sound.

Suddenly, Lei Luo raised his hand. The Holy Light Shield that enveloped the imperial city shattered. However, the rolling magic gathered together and finally condensed into an incomparably huge angel in the sky.

The angel held the Divine Flaming Sword in its hand.

With a swing of the sword, raging flames surged.

The seven million humans within the imperial city raised their heads to look at the raging flames that blotted out the sky and the Sun. All of them revealed expressions of shock.

Was this the power of a true ultimate mage? Was this still magic? This was simply the means of a god.

They had no doubt that when the huge curtain of flames descended, the imperial city would probably be destroyed.

Lei Luo’s gaze became indifferent.

It was as if a god who controlled everything had started a world-ending disaster.

As he pressed down with his palm, immediately, the monstrous flames fiercely pressed down on the densely packed werewolf army in front of the main gate of the imperial city.

Out of the millions of werewolves surrounding the imperial city, the main gate had the largest number, at least 400,000.

The other three directions only had around 200,000.

More than 400,000 werewolves were spread out in an area of dozens of square kilometers. Under normal circumstances, it would be very difficult to completely destroy such a large number of werewolves.

Even if a large number of pseudo-ultimate mages were sent out, it would definitely take a long time to eliminate so many werewolves.

Moreover, among these werewolves, there were also very powerful werewolves.

There were even many werewolf mages.

With the current strength of the Faroe Kingdom, even if they gathered all the armies in the country, it would still be very difficult to annihilate all these werewolves.

But Lei Luo was different.

He was a peak ultimate mage.

He also contained the power of a domain in his attacks.

A palm pressed down, and the sky-covering fire curtain did not even come down.

Many werewolves could no longer withstand the tremendous magic pressure, and their bodies exploded.

For a moment, flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

Many powerful werewolves, and even golden-furred werewolves, activated their true energy to resist, but they could not hold on for long and followed in the footsteps of others.

Boom!

A huge muffled sound rang out, and the entire earth shook as if there was a huge dragon rolling underground.

However, this vibration did not affect the imperial city. This was Lei Luo’s astonishing control.

Otherwise, if that angel in the sky had swung his sword down, the entire city would have been destroyed.

By the time the dust dissipated, a dozen square kilometers of land covered in ashes had already appeared a kilometer in front of the imperial city. It was as if it was the wasteland of the apocalypse.

As for the hundreds of thousands of werewolves?

They had all been killed

This was not a big deal. Lei Luo used his powerful Wargod domain to imprison the souls of countless dead werewolves, condensing them into drops of bloody light.

The people in the imperial city could not see them. They were all covered by his Wargod domain.

Then, Lei Luo tried to cast another spell. The angel in the sky waved her sword three times in a row.

Along with the three tremors of the Earth, the other three directions of the imperial city also showed a piece of charred wasteland.

Looking down from the sky, one could see that the imperial city was surrounded by a large patch of charred wasteland.

At this point, a million werewolves had all died.

Their souls and blood had all turned into a speck of bloody light in Lei Luo’s Wargod domain, finally gathering into a rather large-scale sea of blood in the city.

I never thought that one day, I would actually kill a million creatures.

Lei Luo looked at the sea of blood in front of him with a gloomy gaze and sighed.

However, he definitely wouldn’t regret it.

He only took back the blood debt for the countless lives that had died at the hands of the werewolves.

Let me take a look at that mysterious sealed land.

Lei Luo’s gaze quickly became filled with anticipation.

All of this killing had been for that shocking secret.

Very quickly, Lei Luo opened up the blood sea.

In an instant, the blood clouds in the sky of the imperial city churned, enveloping the entire sky of the imperial city.

The entire formation of the imperial city seemed to be stimulated and suddenly began to boil.

Invisible fluctuations of the array formation crazily entangled with the blood sea, as if some incomparably strange change had occurred.

Lei Luo observed it carefully.

However, he gave up after watching it for a while because this change was too complicated.

It was beyond the limit of what he could sense.

Until finally... In the blood sea, a strange vortex was formed.

This vortex was like a funnel, connected to a mysterious domain.

“You should go back now.”

Lei Luo glanced at Wei, then rose into the air and disappeared into the vortex.

Then, the blood-colored vortex collapsed and disappeared into the air like an illusion.

“Senior.”

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