Monster Paradise

At the center of the huge platform made up of four spacecraft, the pitch-black altar grew as if it were integrated with the ink-black of the platform, and there was no contradiction.

Ten naked young men and women sat in a circle at equal distances on the outskirts of the altar.

Thirteen demigods such as Lu Dong and two demigods summoned beasts to hang over the altar, surrounding all ten Raven candidates and altars to protect them.

This scene has obviously been simulated dozens of times before, and there is no need to speak at all. Everyone stands on their own, and the whole process is less than a minute away.

The crow's head rose and flew over the altar, then looked at the time of the Emperor's Heart Ring.

Far away in the subspace, the luxury of watching, can't help but look at the time.

“11: 58...”

Crow heads staggered in front of his chest, eyes closed, patiently awaiting the passage of time.

After a moment, it was exactly 12: 00 at midnight.

He opened his eyes suddenly and the huge palace quickly condensed over his head.

It's a black mega-city, hundreds of metres tall on the walls alone, dozens of kilometres beyond the platforms built by the four ships.

At the centre of the city walls, there are two more majestic gates, two hundred meters tall and many more than the city walls.

In the middle of the two doors, a purple raven with its wings open was carved. The two eyes of a crow bird, adorned with two giant rubies, are located at the left and right gates.

This is the Imperial Palace of Yanping, the head of the Purple Raven headquarters - Raven City!

As soon as this Imperial Palace emerged, Yan Ping's breath was completely released without disguise. He was obviously a complete demigod, comparable to the horror of the idols.

The vast black mega-city is hanging in the air, and the air around it seems to have condensed.

“What a big palace!” Even Lin Huang couldn't help but sigh.

It is also the largest imperial palace he has ever seen.

“Although the demigod cannot be condensed into divine domains, the Imperial Palace still possesses certain divine domains and is generally much larger than the ordinary Imperial Palace.” The tablet explains so.

Lin Huang was wondering what Yanping was trying to do when he summoned the Imperial Palace.

Yan Ping has taken control of Raven City with new moves.

On the huge black gates, the purple crow bird's eyes, two scarlet eyes, seemed to be lit by the fire, suddenly illuminating two dazzling glows.

After a moment, a roar shook up in the void.

The two doors of Raven City seemed to have been slowly pushed open by a pair of invisible hands.

As the gate opened, a dark shadow poured wildly towards the altar, like a black waterfall pouring into the interior of the altar. In the altar, those shadows also rose wildly, seemingly trying to escape, as if imprisoned by an invisible force.

“This fluctuation of soul power...” Lin Huang looked at the slight wrinkles on his eyebrows, and he tacitly sensed what those shadows were, but was not sure.

“It was the soul, influenced by his Imperial Palace, that became visible to the naked eye.” The tablet explains, "Looks like he's trying to summon the Raven God with a soul offering. ”

“What an evil god!” Watching countless souls continue to be dumped into the altar, gradually turning into black liquid, the expression on Lin Huanghuang's face is heavy.

This pouring lasted for more than a decade, until the black liquid in the altar gradually formed a vortex, which Yanping immediately dispersed from his palace. Remove another box from the storage space.

The box is only fist-sized, all bloody, with black mysteries all over it.

Yan Ping quickly pinched out the complex fingerprints. The black secret lines on the box quickly automatically circulated. There was no conference. All the secret lines on the box cover faded away, and the box cover automatically opened.

The box is filled with a bloody eye.

Yan Ping didn't seem to dare to touch it, but the blood eyeballs flew out of the box and didn't go into the swirl of the altar below.

After a moment, the bloody eye began to expand rapidly.

From the beginning, normal human size swelled in just half a minute into a giant sphere about three meters in diameter, then slowly floated off the altar, hanging about ten meters above the altar.

By this time, the eyeballs had completely changed their appearance, with a red, purple blood vessel all over the eyeballs, and lots of blood vessels drooling like canes, all the way down to the swirl of the altar below.

The original black and white eyes, the iris turned red, and the pupils were pitch black.

An ominous atmosphere spanned the layers of time and space, spreading into this shattered little world.

Lin Huang looked at the scene from a distance across the subspace, all feeling subdued, the root of the sweat on his body stood upside down, and his scalp was numb.

He didn't think his eyes were horrible, but the breath of Raven spread, bringing him a physiological response.

At the same time, there are similar reactions, as well as the hidden God bless and others and the red makeup of them.

“It's horrible that this breath alone is desperate and almost directly loses the idea of confrontation.” Lin Huang couldn't help but sigh.

“In addition to the divine authority of the true God, there should be other deterrent powers of the Raven God, so the resulting spiritual oppression is even much higher than other forces of his rank!” The tablet explains beside it.

On the deck of the ship, fourteen demigods and two demigod-grade beasts, including Raven Yanping, were affected by the divine authority of Raven and landed on the deck from the sky.

At the edge of the altar, ten naked men and women were shaking their bodies in Cesar. It's not fear of anything, it's physical fear that keeps them out of control of their bodies.

At least there is a divine power in the semigod body, and there is some resistance to this kind of divine repression. But beneath the demigod, there is no divine power in the body, just as naked in the ice and snow, and there is no way to resist the pressure of divine power.

Over the altar, Yan Ping opened his mouth immediately after his eyes had completely changed.

“Lord of God, you have chosen ten Raven candidates. You may choose Raven. ”

He glanced at Yan Ping and then glanced at the ten naked men and women below.

Less than 10 seconds later, the eyeball looked at five people and suddenly stared at the fifth person.

Yan EQUAL's breathing is stagnant, "Did you choose it so quickly? ”

The last to be stared at by the eyeballs was, of course, the teenager with the lowest fighting power among the ten.

The teenager looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, thin, less than a meter and seven, dark skin, and looked blind. His left chest position, with a circle of black clutter, is like a black tattoo.

Only in the eyes, a great deal of dark fog emerged, forming a huge black shadow in front of the teenager. The shadow looked like a bird with its wings open, the head of the shadow, one hundred and eight scarlet eyes dotted in the void like a star.

“Junior, tell me your name.” The head of the shadow slowly reaches a distance of less than a meter in front of the teenager and asks for the teenager's name. His voice tape focuses on an overlapping sound, which sounds like hundreds of men and women talking at the same time.

“My name is Mo...” Looking at each other's one hundred and eight eyes, the teenager's trembling body calmed down and said his name fluently.