I have no impression of the word "Gurbach", and there are no similar spells recorded in the Western magic books I read. otbnkotgt Black energy surged in from all directions and converged on the center of the six-pointed star formation.
The black air formed a huge vortex, eventually forming a terrifying grimace.
I looked up and frowned immediately.
The ghost's face was extremely huge.
Although it couldn't be seen clearly, the pair of huge black devil's horns above its head shone with a cold light.
It opens its mouth.
The voice was as deep as a lion roaring.
"Where are the tributes?"
shouted out, and a sense of oppression like a tsunami erupted.
The blood-red six-pointed star array was filled with evil spirits.
Yote, who was standing on the high platform, was not too nervous, nor did he kneel on the ground and remain motionless like the others.
Subsequently.
Then I saw a believer walking out holding a box.
"This is a tribute to you, Gulbach."
Yot said.
Only then did I realize that the word Gulbach was not a curse, but the name of the devil.
The box opens.
There were three glass bottles inside.
There seemed to be something in the glass bottles, but I couldn't see it clearly from my point of view.
The believer took out the glass bottles one by one and placed them in front of the devil.
Then the cap of the first glass bottle was opened, and in an instant a gray figure floated out of the glass bottle.
I couldn't see clearly before, but now I can finally see it clearly.
The glass bottle contains the soul of the deceased.
The gray soul rose into the air, and was already in danger before he could realize what had happened.
The black demon opened its mouth and swallowed the gray soul in an instant.
As if he had eaten a delicious meal, the demon's expression showed a hint of pleasure, but it was soon replaced by more greed.
It shouted excitedly: "More, more" The greedy demon kept roaring, and with the strong wind and terrifying black air whipping up all around, Yot said: "Continue."
The believer opened the second glass bottle at this time.
The dead soul floating out this time seemed to be more precious than the previous one.
Although the dead souls were all gray, this dead soul obviously looked more perfect.
After floating into the air, it was swallowed by the devil again.
And this time.
The demon seemed even more excited, roaring and showing his greedy true nature.
Even with its pleasure, the surrounding black energy turned into countless little devils flying back and forth.
"Not enough.
Not enough" shouted the demon.
Yot, accustomed to similar scenes, nodded and said to the believer: "Open the last bottle."
Believers don't have the determination to stand in front of the devil with Yote's strength, and their legs are trembling.
At this moment, he forcibly cheered up and walked to the bottle.
I slowly opened the bottle, and this time I was shocked by the ghost floating out.
I have also seen many dead souls and the souls of many powerful masters, but compared with the one I saw today, they pale into insignificance.
For the first time in my life, I saw a golden soul.
The gray soul was shrouded in a layer of faint golden light, looking like fireflies flying in front of me in summer.
It was so sudden and obvious in the dark night and the devil's breath.
"So beautiful."
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Even the devil was attracted by this soul and even forgot to devour it for a moment.
At this time, I finally understood the method of soul refining mentioned by the old lady.
Those souls that have been saved in despair and shrouded in miracles will become more precious than other souls.
Imagine this.
The old lady's husband had also been saved before, and perhaps he was the same soul as the one in front of him at the moment he was devoured.
"It's so beautiful.
Maybe you can satisfy me."
The devil raised his head.
Just when the soul shrouded in golden light was about to fly into the clouds, it was suddenly entangled by countless black energy.
The soul also began to panic, but under the terrifying golden light, But I can't escape.
Then he was pulled down bit by bit by the black energy.
"I want you."
The demon roared and swallowed the soul that was about to escape into its mouth.
A huge sense of satisfaction showed on the demon's face.
It even sprayed green flames into the sky with excitement.
The golden light disappeared in his mouth, green fire burned in the air, and the little devils transformed from the black air around him kept flying.
It seemed to me that the square at this moment had become a microcosm of hell.
"Are you satisfied?
If you are, it's time to get to work."
Yot seemed a little impatient.
I originally thought his attitude towards the devil should be similar to praying, but now it seems more like an order or cooperation.
"Satisfied haha" the devil laughed evilly, "We are still far from satisfied.
The souls you provide are getting less and less.
This is not the condition we agreed on.
Have you forgotten?"
"The situation is different, and I have given you enough.
Devil, I just rely on you, but I am not afraid of you."
The two seemed to be at odds with each other, and the devil suddenly roared during the song: " Since you can't bring more and fulfill our agreement, don't blame me."
All the black energy suddenly gathered together, and the demon actually wanted to leave surrounded by it.
Seeing this scene, Yot suddenly said: "I still have sacrifices."
The three souls on the table were all devoured.
Could it be that this guy was still thinking about what the old lady said before.
I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.
Sure enough, the old lady, who had woken up under the push of the believers, was pushed onto the stage.
To be honest, our plan was indeed not very rigorous, but we didn't expect it to be exposed so easily.
Originally, I should have knocked down the guards by now, and then led them into the crowd to destroy the demonic ritual, but God is not as good as God, Yot actually saw through me, which resulted in the old lady's current passive situation.
The old lady stood between the devil and Yot, and she didn't look very scared.
Perhaps it was because she had seen this demon more than once in the past, or perhaps because she had long had righteousness in her heart, so she was not afraid of the demon's threats.
"This soul is very ordinary."
The devil looked at the old lady and said.
"It is indeed ordinary now, but it will be extraordinary later."
As he spoke, Yote walked up to the old lady.
The old lady was pulled by the believer but still looked at Yote coldly.
When Yot walked in, she raised her foot and wanted to kick away the cult leader who had harmed her husband and many innocent people.
Of course, this kind of thing would not happen.
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The believer pushed the old lady to the ground and knelt down.
In front of Yot.
"If my tongue could turn into a shotgun, I would blow your head off right now, Yot."
The old lady had a bad temper.
Although she was pinned to the ground, she still roared at him.
Yote was unmoved, walked up to the old lady, looked at her and whispered: "What do you desire in your heart?"
"I long for you to be cut into pieces" "Haha, no, it's not the desire on your surface.
It's the desire hidden in your heart.
What you really desire is the return of your husband, right?"
Yot seemed to be able to see through the old lady's desire, those eyes Another blue light was projected inside.
The old lady was stunned for a moment, looking a little confused, but she quickly came to her senses and said, "Don't try to lie to me with your sweet words anymore.
I won't believe you anymore.
My husband is dead.
What I really want is to kill him."
You pay for his life."
Yote was still very calm.
He was used to facing such curses.
He said softly: "What if I can bring him back?"
"What?"
It was the old lady's turn to be confused, "Can't people be resurrected after death?"
"Everything is possible, haven't I always been able to turn everything into a miracle?"
Yot's voice began to turn into a magic sound that surrounded the old lady's ears.
"But, you have lied to me before.
What if you lie to me again?
I can't believe you.
You are my enemy."
Although she said this, the old lady's expression had changed and her voice was no longer so firm. .
"Haha, this time I will no longer create miracles for you for free.
You must exchange things with me."
"What can I give in exchange for my husband's life?"
the old lady asked hurriedly.
"The price is your soul
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