Chapter 1,260: The Plot of the Last 0 Years, the Truth of Betrayal

"Great strong man, the blood power that I have painstakingly collected for two hundred years is almost exhausted. The space channel will not last long. Please show mercy and take away my former humble servant." Dark Goblin Carlton commanded the ghoul. The army divided into two groups, one after another rushing towards the blood pool, and another wave rushed towards the undead Errol.

The blood pool continued to decrease. The slender figure used a semi-artifact to immobilize the space channel, which was only able to withstand the spatial restraint of the undead Errol. The existence of the space channel continued to consume the power of the blood pool.

"My name is Ernst. Ernst. Brother Wu En. Wood, the great demigod of the night elves. I have witnessed your loyalty!" As soon as the slender figure finished speaking, he passed through the space passage to this place in the blink of an eye. Different space.

The strong demigod arrived, and the alien space shook violently. Inexplicable forces descended to restrain and oppress him. The night elf demigod Ernst suddenly appeared in front of the immortal Errol and punched him with a simple punch. It knocked him away more than ten feet, and most of the space restraint force exerted on the space channel disappeared instantly.

"The blood of the enemy, the bones of the servants, the lingering souls of the grievances, the power of the sea of ​​blood, gather together!" The dark goblin Carlton inserted the wand into the ground fiercely, and suddenly turned aside the spell in his mouth, and a huge vortex suddenly appeared in the center of the blood pool, powerful The force forcefully pulled the power towards the space channel, and the space channel suddenly became no longer stable.

"The resentful spirit of the enemy, the anger of the servant, the unyielding soul, in the name of the person with secondary authority in the space, the invader, suppress!" As soon as the dark goblin Carlton finished speaking, the bloody light instantly overwhelmingly suppressed the night elf Ernst. In the past, this powerful demigod swayed and took two steps back.

Immortal Errol's eyes flashed with confusion. What is going on? Carlton, who just kept claiming to be a humble servant, actually had the courage to attack this powerful foreign demigod?

Aren't they in the same group?

Didn't he always deliberately want to defect to the more powerful hell demon?

What the hell is this situation?

Wait, did I hear it correctly just now? What he said seemed to be in the name of a person with secondary authority in a different space, right?

He is also a secondary authority in the space?

How is this possible? !

Did you make something wrong?

"Idiot Errol, what are you doing here, you bastard? Why don't you hurry up and help suppress this enemy? This is a demigod, I can't handle it alone." The voice of Dark Goblin Carlton sounded,

The radiance that came over him seemed so familiar.

"Space authority, you, how could you have..." Immortal Errol's voice suddenly stopped, as if he thought of something, but the movement of his hands was not slow at all, and the power of space oppression that he had just learned exploded instantly. , severely suppressed the night elf demigod Ernst.

"Hmph, of course, secondary permissions in space can only be granted by the space controller. Do you think you are the only one who has received secondary permissions? You are not the only person the master trusts." Dark Goblin Carlton's body showed a faint hint of learning. Red light continued to emit from the wand in his hand, falling around the blood pool. Each node continued to shine with intense light, and a huge magic circle with a radius of ten miles gradually revealed its true appearance.

"Great Lord of the Undead, with the heartfelt prayers of your devout believers, and with the fourth-level night elves as sacrifices, I implore you to send down the gift to the master of the castle, the sacrifice of the undead, start!" Accompanied by the roar of the dark goblin Carlton , the truth of what had troubled the immortal Errol for a long time was finally revealed. Well, I mostly understood it, but at this moment, there were still many things that he couldn't figure out.

But the handsome face of the night elf demigod Ernst, who was used as a sacrifice, was livid, "Okay, okay, good, really good! No wonder you always call me a great and strong man, never You called me master, and it turns out that your master is always there.”

"So you have never betrayed, but why?" Immortal Errol became more and more confused. Facing this old colleague who he had worked with for hundreds of years and whom he had despised for hundreds of years, he slightly Somewhat embarrassed.

"This is the master's wish, and it is also what I am willing to do!" Dark Goblin Carlton said coldly: "The master has shouldered too much burden for us. It is not easy to support the stability of this space and move closer to hell step by step. Master. She was so exhausted that she finally had to fall into deep sleep. Before she fell asleep, she collaborated with me to put on a play, a play that allowed you to watch me with peace of mind. "

"The master knows your character. If you don't give you a goal, you will probably kill yourself if you lose your motivation in life.

"I am willing to cooperate with the master in this play, and be a betrayer and coward on the surface, but I am not willing to watch the master fall step by step, or even be doomed. So I went against the master's wishes and forcibly changed the direction of space movement. From being close to hell to being far away from hell.”

"Why?! It has always been the master's wish to return to hell." Errol, the immortal, was puzzled.

"Let me answer this question for you." Suddenly the night elf demigod spoke: "Because you are too weak and do not have the strength to protect your master from returning to hell safely. Dark Goblin, I have to say that you are very smart, you actually thought of it. Use other demigods as a guide to awaken and restore your master's strength. Unfortunately, you know nothing about the world of strong men!"

"Break the magic arrow of the night elves!" Ernst, the night elf demigod, bent his bow and shot an arrow. The blood-colored barrier covering him was broken piece by piece, and the arrow went straight to Carlton, the dark goblin.

"In order to save my master, the sacrifice was a demigod from the beginning. Do you think I was unprepared?" Carlton, the dark goblin, threw a fist-sized blood-red crystal into the blood pool. The crystal spread rapidly like ice, and the entire blood pool was suddenly covered with a layer of crystal color.

"The beast blood is boiling, and the wild awakens!" With his roar, the inexplicable fluctuations instantly enveloped Ernst, the night elf demigod, and strands of blood-colored light appeared on him.

"Blood-colored fog, hazy illusion!" Carlton, the dark goblin, was not prepared for a single move, but a whole set of operations. Although one was an auxiliary skill and the other was a control skill, it restricted the performance of the night elves very well.

The boiling blood of beasts and the awakening of wildness are not restrictive skills, but a beneficial blessing. However, this thing also varies from person to person. For Warcraft, orcs, barbarians, and races that rely on instinct and wildness to fight, this thing is a killer weapon that can effectively improve their combat effectiveness, similar to deep frenzy.

However, for the mage profession and some technical flow, this thing is not so easy to use. It is true that it improves strength, speed and physique, but it reduces sensitivity and control. Coupled with a huge illusion, Ernst's attack was directly hit by the nine clouds and went to his grandmother's house.

"It's not over yet, bloody terror, power absorption!" The dark goblin not only prepared auxiliary skills and control skills for the opponent, but also prepared attack skills. It's just that this attack skill is slightly different. The phantoms of blood-red monsters rushed towards the night elf Ernst. Most of them were easily broken by him, but occasionally there were fish that slipped through the net and fell on him. Suddenly, a wave of soreness and numbness came, and the power in his body actually disappeared a little bit.

"Okay, very good, I'm really angry!" As a demigod, a master of a different space, Ernst has never been so embarrassed as today, especially because the one who made him so miserable was actually a third-level weakling, a humble dark goblin.

The real battle has just begun!