This couldn't be dragged out any longer!
Tilroggzak bit through the tip of his tongue, using the pain to wrench his attention away from the light.
He had to kill this human quickly, or he would be the one in danger.
Since even the Spear of Death Curse could not kill her, he had to resort to something more extreme, more terrifying.
Crimson blood flowed from the demon's pupils, quickly dyeing Tilroggzak's black priestly robe red. He formed different hand seals with his left and right hands and chanted an incantation of collapse and calamity.
A phantom of a demon with three horns, four eyes, and four arms appeared behind him.
The Shadow Beast beneath Tilroggzak's feet gave a low growl and burrowed into the phantom, vanishing from sight. The phantom immediately solidified, as though it were about to step out of the void and descend upon the Mortal World.
But Tilroggzak would not allow it to appear. His hand gesture changed: the index and middle fingers of his right hand came together while the others curled inward, pointing at the ground. His left thumb, index finger, and little finger spread apart while his middle and ring fingers pressed together, pointing toward the Sky Dome.
Blood ran down his priestly robe and onto the ground, forming a crimson pentagram array.
"By Baphomet's name! A sacrifice of flesh and blood! A sacrifice of decayed souls! Bestow sacrifice! Bestow burnt offerings..."
As Tilroggzak's words fell, his skin rapidly shriveled, as if some invisible force had drained away his flesh and blood. The demon phantom behind him fared even worse. Amid horrifying chewing sounds with no discernible source, it wailed as it was reduced to a pile of mangled flesh, while crimson Hellfire blazed fiercely.
Li Wen naturally would not stand by and