Late at night.
Beside the newly formed Great Rift outside Da Qing Gulch, everyone lit bonfires, illuminating the surrounding darkness.
More than four to five hundred thousand demon corpses had been piled beside a deep pit, and the battle merits had already been tallied. In the end, the Holy Light Knights had killed the most. Relying on Holy Light damage in the war against the demons, 2,000 Holy Light Knights had slain over 130,000 demons.
Lu Yang was not stingy either. He handed Pandaros's Source Soul Crystal to Zhuojiu and said, "You should absorb it. Lord Malthus, you do not mind this kind of Source Soul Crystal, do you?"
Holy Light Spirit Marsas stood beside Zhuojiu. He shot Lu Yang a disdainful look and said, "That Source Soul Crystal was burned by blood flames. Do you think I lack knowledge?"
Lu Yang laughed. After all, this was a demon's source energy, and having Holy Light Knights absorb it always felt somewhat strange. Since Malthus did not mind, there was no problem. He said, "Begin the blood sacrifice."
Zhou Tianming nodded. The magic array had already been drawn. After he recited the incantation, a crimson teleportation array opened, but the Blood God did not teleport over. Instead, he roared through the array, "Send the blood in."
Lu Yang smiled and shook his head. He had not expected the Blood God to be so petty. During the previous blood sacrifice, he had exposed the fact that the Blood God needed souls rather than blood, and the god had clearly held a grudge ever since.
"Throw them all into his portal," Lu Yang said.
Zhuojiu and the others laughed as well. Leading their brothers, they tossed the corpses into the portal pile by pile. After the final corpse had been thrown in, the