The sun is shining and winter is over. The Soros Royal City has become more lively, with a large number of alien players entering the city every day. At the Blood Temple, a figure in a black robe slowly walked towards the temple gate. A blood elf stepped forward to block the way, "This is the Blood Temple, no one is allowed to enter!" The blood elf looked at the man in black robe in front of him warily. He looked very suspicious because he was hiding his head and showing his tail. The man in black robe stopped and said in a deep voice after a moment of silence: "I know Lansanks, I'm here to see him." "Lanshanks?" The blood elf frowned. She had no impression of this name at all. "I don't know who you are talking about. This is the Blood Temple. Please leave!" "Impossible, Lansanks must be here!" the man in black robe retorted. Seeing the black-robed man in front of him stubbornly refuse to repent, the blood elf frowned even deeper, "Please leave here! Otherwise I will expel you!"
The man in black robe fell silent. Under the hood, Gran's face was panicked, but he could not control his body. Hawke controlled his actions. "Mr. Hawke, if no one is here, we might as well leave first..." Gran suggested. He had already seen other blood elf guards surrounding them not far away. "It can't be not here." Hawke interrupted Gran. The inheritance of the ancient dragon law appeared in the Blood Temple, and the name of that ancient dragon was Lanshanks. It is impossible for the people here not to know it. Then why... Hawke suddenly thought of a possibility. Lansanks is the god of ancient dragons. He must have joined the Blood Cult in cooperation with the Blood King. The Blood Cult believers below may not know this, after all, it involves gods. After thinking this through, Hawke raised his head slightly and continued in a serious tone: "I know Lansanks is indeed here. Can you please inform the higher-ups of the Blood Cult? They should know about it!" Listening to the words of the black-robed man in front of her, the blood elf frowned again. The black-robed man's firm tone made her hesitate. At this moment, Ophelia slowly walked out from the interior of the Blood Temple. "You said you were looking for Lanshanks?" She looked at the black-robed man in front of her with a serious expression. Lanshanks is the name of the ancient dragon spirit. The ancient dragon law has just been spread in the Blood Temple and someone has come to the door? "Yes, I'm Lansanks' friend." Hawke controlled Gran's body and looked at Ophelia. friend? This sentence made Oufengina's expression strange. Friends of the Ancient Dragon True Spirit? For the gods, there are only subordinates and believers. As for friends... Oufengina's expression suddenly changed. Only gods of equal status would become friends with gods. "Wait here for a moment, I need to make a report." Ophinina reacted, looked deeply at the man in black robe, and then returned to the depths of the temple. …… In the Blood King City, Lear walked out of the space of dream trial. The experience rewards for the extraordinary level dream trial are very high. In another two or three months, he will probably be able to accumulate enough experience points to reach level 100. He was thinking in his mind, and just when he was about to continue leveling up, Ophelia came into the hall. "Lear, someone from the temple outside is here to look for Lansanks." Ophelia walked to Lear. "Someone is here to see Lanshanks?" Li Er was a little surprised, but he didn't ask any more questions. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Bring him to the hall of the royal city."
Oufengina nodded when she heard this and left the hall directly. Half a quarter of an hour later, he led the man in black robes into the Blood King City. Looking at the majestic city in front of him, Gran was shocked, "What on earth is this place?" "It's the lost old dream." Hawke was also a little shocked. He saw the situation of the city at a glance. This is an old dreamland formed after the fall of the gods’ realm. Is it possible that a god could preserve such a huge old dreamland in destruction? Hawke's mood grew heavy, as if a spirit had invited him to an oracle of the spirit. "Old dream?" Gran was a little confused. "You'll know later." Hawke didn't explain. Ophinina had already led the black-robed man through the corridor and arrived at the throne room. Opening the door to the hall, the two walked in. Walking into the hall, Gran saw the figure again. The terrifying and hideous face made his body tremble uncontrollably. "Welcome. I heard you are looking for Lanshanks?" A deep voice sounded from the throne. Lear changed his posture and looked down at the man in black robe below. Gran stood there speechless. Hawke also took a deep breath and floated out of Gran's body. A golden lion appeared in the hall. "I'm Hawke, the God of Wild Beasts!" Hawke introduced himself directly. Hawke's voice echoed in the hall. Ophelia, who was standing in the back, opened her mouth, and Li'er raised his eyebrows. Isn't the God of Wild Beasts the god of the Wild Beast Sect who kidnapped Greta in the plot? Now he has appeared on his own initiative. The man in black robe is... Gran took off his hood reluctantly. It was indeed Gran. Li Er reached out his hand and knocked on the handle of the throne. "Are you the God of Wild Beasts? I heard you came to look for Lanshanks?" "Yes." Hawke nodded. "He has returned to the Rhodes Empire." Li Er said calmly. "Is that so?" Hearing this, Hawke nodded without showing any disappointment. His visit to Lanshanks was just an excuse; what he really wanted to see was the Blood King. After thinking for a moment, he said again: "Lanshanks joined the Blood Cult? And the Morning Star Goddess too?" "Yes, it seems you know them." Lear nodded. Hawke fell silent and did not answer Li Er's words. He could not understand why such proud people as Gu Long and Chen Xing would be subordinate to an unknown legal force.
"What did you promise them?" Hawke asked again after a long while. "Promise?" Li Er chuckled. "I didn't promise them anything. I just allowed them to spread their faith in the Blood Temple, that's all." "I told them that I would establish a sect of heretical laws to compete with the three major orthodox religions." "They came on board after hearing my goals, and there was no other deal," Lear continued. “……” Hawke opened his mouth, and when he heard Li Er’s words his eyes were full of doubt. Gu Long and Chen Xing agreed just like that? It's just like playing house! "How about it, do you want to join too?" Lear looked at the silent lion and made an invitation with a smile. The lion frowned and stared at the man on the throne. Even he felt fearful of the aura from that man. He was not present at the previous construction ceremony of the Blood Temple, and did not see the horror of the Blood King. He only heard Gran describe how powerful the Blood King was. Even though Gran said that the Blood King could compete with the incarnation of the Golden Goddess, Hawke did not take it too seriously. After all, blood was a heretical law that he had never heard of. In the previous era, there was no powerful law called blood, but now it was different. After entering the Blood King City, Hawke felt a little regretful. That ancient aura was even older than theirs. The Blood Law is obviously much stronger than him! "How about it? Consider it?" Lear invited again. Hawke stood there, feeling the powerful oppression from the Blood King. He strongly suspected that Gu Long and Chen Xing were also forced to join the Blood Cult in this way. What do you mean they joined after listening to the Blood King? This is a joke no matter how you look at it! Hawke gritted his teeth, and after a long silence, he said, "What if I refuse?" "Are you going to refuse?" Lear's tone on the throne changed, and the atmosphere in the entire hall seemed to change. "I have already told you the goal of the Blood Cult. If you refuse and leave and pass the message to the three orthodox religions, it will be troublesome." Lear said to himself. Hawke stood still. How could he not hear that as a threat? As expected, Gu Long and Chen Xing were both threatened into joining the Blood Cult. "But if you really don't want to join, I won't force you." Li Er added, "It just so happens that my goddess needs a lot of law source to recover, I think you should be able to help her." "What do you mean?" Hawke's hair exploded when he heard this. Gods can recover their strength and even become stronger by devouring the essence of other law gods. As a once powerful god, Hawke knew this very well. Li Er did not respond to Hawke's question, but looked at the golden lion below quietly with a calm gaze. The magic of blood flowed around his body, as if it would attack Hawke in the next moment. The Cult of the Wild Beast is a heretical sect hidden in Soros. It has not yet developed, and it seems that Gran is the only believer? As for the Wild Beast Sect, it doesn’t matter to Lear whether it is conquered or not. He already has Blood, Morning Star and Ancient Dragon. The diversity of professional inheritance is already very rich, with healers, mages, tanks and assassins, enough to cover all the needs of players. Moreover, Li Er remembered that the profession of the Wild Beast Sect was a purely barbaric profession that was good at using fists and feet. In the early days of the game in his previous life, not many players liked it, so even if the Wild Beast Sect joined in, it would not bring much profit to the Blood Sect. …It would be better to just let Lillian swallow it. "My meaning should be very clear. Since you have come to my royal city, you should stay." Lear stood up from the throne. Capturing the wild beast here also prevented the other party from kidnapping Greta in the future. Lear also didn't want to waste time on such meaningless kidnappings in the future.
The next second, a swirling stream of blood gathered in Lear's hands, and a scarlet heavy sword emerged. "Blood King! Do you really think I'm easy to bully?" Hawke was also angered by Lear's transformation, and he looked up and roared. But what greeted him was a sharp blade made of blood. Countless blood-red blades condensed from fresh blood flew directly towards Hawke. Ophelia on the side had already retreated to the side, picked up the staff and summoned blood-red rose thorns to bind Gran. Then he added a few buffs to Li'er who was not far away. At this time, Lear had already started fighting with the golden lion. The man and the lion were shuttling back and forth in the hall, and both sides were testing each other. After all, the other party is a god. Even though Lear has killed the two gods, the Corrupt Spirit and the Blasphemous Spirit, Lear will not be reckless or careless. The roar of the lion is mixed with animality. The characteristic of the Wild Beast Sect is the extreme wildness and the ultimate physical strength. In the state without the liberation of blood source, Lear was subtly suppressed in the competition of strength. This is when Aslan's Royal Swordsmanship is activated. The wild beast spirit in front of him had not recovered much strength, and was only at the extraordinary level, not even at the saint level, but it had already surpassed Lear in the contest of strength. "Arrogant mortal! I promise you that I am powerful, but I am a god!" Hawke roared, and his body suddenly grew larger, turning into a giant lion more than ten meters long. The huge claws slapped towards Lear, and Lear's figure quickly retreated and fell to the ground. The blood-red rose in his hand left a deep crack on the ground. "My palace is very valuable. You will really have to pay for it with your life!" Lear's eyes turned cold as he stood up from the ground. The next second, a thick blood light enveloped Lear, and his body continued to grow larger, finally transforming into a hideous demon. Not far away, Gran saw the figure of the devil and his body couldn't help shaking again. Hawke was also shocked by Lear's change. He had heard Gran talk about the Blood King turning into a devil, but he didn't take it seriously. Now, seeing this, a feeling of fear spread in his heart. I'm actually afraid? Hawke roared in his heart. He was the god of wild beasts! He was the most courageous warrior of the beast tribe! How could he be afraid of a demon? On the other side, Lillian's figure also emerged from the statue behind the throne. She had already sensed it when Lear attacked Hawke. Unexpectedly, Li Er would decide to kill a law spirit in order to help her recover. It was very overbearing, but she liked it very much. She looked at the lion standing on the opposite side of the blood demon with joy. How could a wild beast defeat her blood law? She is an ancient deity, and the reason she has survived to this day is related to blood. Blood is different from those ordinary laws. After destruction destroyed everything, the world became nothingness. After a long time, life was born again. And from this comes the blood. No matter what era it is, the birth of life also heralds the revival of blood, and she will wake up in blood. Whether it is a lion or an ancient dragon, blood is flowing in their bodies! If it were Lillian's heyday, no matter what gods they were, as long as they had blood in their bodies, they would all bow down at her feet! The so-called law of blood, in other words, is the origin of life! Deep in the hall, the battle was still going on. Facing the Blood King who had transformed into scarlet corruption, Hawke was completely defenseless and could only be eroded by the scarlet corruption disease bit by bit. Even the power he was so proud of could no longer suppress Lear.
Just as his body was pierced by the bloody spear again, Hawke roared, turned around abruptly, and actually broke through the door of the hall and escaped. (End of this chapter)