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Chapter 2292 Summoning(2/2)

"A powerful divine power, I have long wanted to see it. How awesome is it?"

It seemed as if I felt the deep hope of Li Shaoyang, the melon-eating crowd. After the complaints, the Blood Mage decisively chose the same move as the three Shadow Demon Masters.

Please God!

In both camps, as long as one side loses, the gods will immediately invite the help of the gods. The other side is not willing to be outdone, so both sides happily enter the stage of fighting for the gods.

Of course, not every time I ask God, I can succeed.

At least one must be a legendary professional at the level of being qualified to seek God.

Moreover, after every time I ask God, the outcome of both sides will not be good.

After all, no matter who wins or loses, the two gods will almost die if they are affected on the battlefield.

Especially some gods from the evil camp, their original surname is evil and crazy. Even when facing their own believers, they can't help but kill them.

For example, the blood mage, who believes in the murder god Xireke.

Xiriko lives in the Supreme Throne, possesses powerful divine power, and belongs to the chaotic and evil camp.

This is a narrow-minded, self-centered, and extremely extreme god. He believes that he is superior to all gods. His evil glory attracts those mortals who desire power, allowing them to pounce on like moths, and eventually be swallowed by black flames.

In addition, he also has a title called "King of Lies", who enjoys weaving traps of various lies and conspiracies, and leads the gods and mortals trapped in it into destruction.

The several clergy he owned were actually stolen from other gods.

For example, the three gods of death, Bain, Barr, and Milkor, were all tragically attacked by Xireco, and even the believers were stolen by him.

Once such an evil god is summoned, you can imagine what consequences will be.

But now, the Blood Mage has no choice.

If God does not invite him, he will die.

I asked, and there is still a glimmer of hope.

As soon as he thought of this, the Blood Mage did not hesitate anymore. The tall skeleton body suddenly knelt down, the miserable green soul fire jumped, and the pious prayer rang in the cemetery.

"ah!"

"Great Lord, you are the dark sun, the black sun, and your brilliance will cover the world."

"I wish to offer my soul, hold the blade of murder for my Lord, kill all the weak, hypocritical, and false prophets, and give the blood of the foolish people who do not believe in the only true God, and all the glory of the great Lord."
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