Wizard Basham began mumbling the mysterious Curse. It started with a grunt and slowly grew louder. Soon, the entirety of Marlo City began to hear it.
At that time, most people were asleep other than some carefree nobles, but the Curse quickly broke the silence.
Wizard Basham sensed Archangel Tyrael releasing his Power of the Will, and a ghostly red glow spread out from the Shrine.
When the glow engulfed the palace, the souls were sucked out of the families of the baron, including the servants and the three minor wizards.
Ten souls entered the Shrine, and the red glow deepened. As Wizard Basham continued to invoke the Curse, the glow continued to spread.
Under the deep and dark sky, frightened civilians dropped before they could even make a sound. Their souls were sucked directly into the Shrine, and their bodies fell lifelessly.
A hundred souls, a thousand souls, ten thousand souls. There was no weeping, no screaming; everything happened in the mists of the night.
Indeed, there was no way of fighting back.
The red light continued to spread. It disregarded any differences between the young or old, men or women, rich or poor.
Soon, small faces emerged from the bloody Shrine in front of Wizard Basham. He heard the intense weeping coming from them. Who killed us?!, they were all crying.
Not everyone in Marlo City accepted their fate. A small team of adventurers reacted as soon as they heard the Curse and they immediately jumped on their horses.
But before they even made it a hundred meters, the horses let out sorrowful gasps and dropped lifelessly to the street.
It was not an intense pressure; just enough to restrict their movements, not enough to kill them.
The ten adventurers stared at the eerie red light coming nearer and nearer, and finally they were swallowed.
If Archangel was the one managing the sacrifice, he would stop as soon as the number hit one million. He expected Wizard Basham to do the same. After all, numbers had to be precise when dealing with affairs of this rank.
But unlike Archangel Tyrael, Wizard Basham didn't have the special ability to sense souls!
At the same time, Wizard Basham was very anxious, even though he might not look like it. He could kill gods, and wipe out dwarves, but the ones being killed this time were all humans.
As a human himself, this was approaching his bottom line.
Although Marlo City and the area around it normally had a population of a million, a huge festival had happened during the past few days and many people from nearby cities came to visit. On this day, there were 1.3 million humans here.
As the red glow intensified, he saw Hell Lava as well as Eternal Flames coming out of the Shrine.
Archangel Tyrael's face sank as he shouted, "Basham, stop! Did you count how many souls you were sacrificing?"
Wizard Basham suddenly regained himself and turned around with a hazy gaze.
"Damn it, how many souls did you sacrifice?!" Archangel Tyrael roared again.
"I don't know, I didn't count!" Wizard Basham shook his head.
Archangel Tyrael's heart dropped.
A sacrifice was no ordinary affair. Exactly one million souls were needed to form a communication passage, but no one knew what might happen if they used too many.
After all, no one would risk doing that in the face of Hell!
Archangel Tyrael began to regret working with Wizard Basham. If only he was more careful!
After all, beings of their rank wouldn't explain everything to the point. They needed to keep their respect for each other, so he thought Wizard Basham was in the know, as well.
Still, it was too late by the time Wizard Basham stopped uttering the Curse. A low rumbling voice emerged from the center of Marlo City, "Sacrificer, what is your demand?"
At the same time, Archangel Tyrael covered his mouth and stopped breathing.
As soon as Wizard Basham saw what was happening, he began to speak. "I wanted to tell you something: a wizard has taken over the Dark World!"
"The Dark World is useless, I'll let him have it!" the voice sighed.
Wizard Basham was caught off-guard. That was not the reaction he had expected.
Archangel Tyrael, on the other hand, was horrified. If Hell was not interested in the Dark World, they must have even greater plans!
"Sacrificer, you must be very confused!" the voice sounded again.
"Isn't the Dark World Hell's territory? Don't you care?" Wizard Basham asked again.
"It's simple, it just doesn't have anything I like, But I am very thankful that you opened up this world's location for me, else it would have taken me tens of thousands of years to find it again after my dimension crack was destroyed by someone," the voice informed him happily.
"Quick, destroy the Shrine!" Archangel Tyrael finally shouted.
Wizards Basham cast a Lightning Strike without hesitation. In situations like this, he knew he had to trust Archangel Tyrael.
However, at that moment a furious roar rose up and a red energy shield appeared about the shrine, blocking the Lightning Strike.
The 1.3 million souls above the shrine then flew up into the night sky and formed a Portal.
At that instant, Wizard Basham sensed immense evil and quickly added on Ice Armor.
Archangel Tyrael sped towards the Shrine and struck down heavily with both hands as a Light energy sword appeared in them.
He was confident that he could break the crimson energy shield, but the moment before they made contact, a massive hand appeared from the portal and grabbed his sword.
*Bling!* The Light Energy sword shattered!
"Oh, a familiar energy. Is this Archangel Tyrael? It's been a while. I never expected you to find this world, lucky guy!" a laugh emerged.
Archangel Tyrael saw the hand and shouted grimly, "You are the Lord of Terror!"
"Haha, indeed! You still remember me, but this time I will make you bow, along with this world!" the Lord of Terror kept laughing.
Archangel Tyrael calmed himself and said, "You can't unleash all your power here, so we can still fight back!"
"I can sense a large amounts of souls around. I will only get stronger after I arrive!" the Lord of Terror said as he blocked another strike from Archangel Tyrael. "I really need to thank you, but the Tree of Life is making things a little difficult!"
Hell had actually looked for Archangel Tyrael back when he escaped, but back then the dimension crack was too small for any large amount of energy to enter.
This time, however, was the perfect opportunity!
The sacrifice they had made formed a direct passage. The Lord of Terror was somewhat surprised to see the one behind it was his old friend, Archangel Tyrael!
Ever since the Lord of Terror had taken all the souls in the Dark World, Archangel Tyrael was no longer a match to him and he no longer took him as seriously.
Wizard Basham unleashed a hundred Lightning Strikes. even though his Inner World was injured. Since the Lord of Terror had his arm out, he knew it was the perfect chance.
"Oh, this world really is fascinating!" The Lord of Terror waved his hand and blocked all the Lightning Strikes.
Wizard Basham did not reply, instead staying calm and casting some ice spells. His attacks were just as strong as those of Archangel Tyrael, and wounds began to open on the Lord of Terror's arm.
Although the Lord of Terror was more powerful than Archangel Tyrael, he could not unleash any suppressive force from another world. His attacks were also limited by the fact the dimensional Portal was constantly closing. He could only fit an arm through, but he could not make the Portal any larger.
The ice spells were a little bit more effective, and the Lord of Terror's arm began to slow down.
As Archangel Tyrael kept attacking, more cuts were opened up.
"You ants are so annoying!" the Lord of Terror roared.
He didn't need any defenses, and instead he drew a spell pattern in midair. Blood gushed out from it.
It was like a dam bursting open, the blood quickly covered Marlo City.
All 1.3 million corpses were drenched by it. Soon the corpse of a guard stood up.
With the sounds of bone cracking, it began to move forward.
A soul from Hell entered it, and its eyes began glowing crimson.
But since the Lord of Terror was the one had summoned it, it was a scary zombie with the power of a Rank 45! If this world had not had a limit, it would have been even more powerful!
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