Custom Made Demon King

Chapter 504: True Sacrificial Ritual

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

About ten days later, the news reached the new Church of Horadrim.

In a quiet room, Archangel Tyrael, who had transformed into human form, was looking at several pieces of information on the table in front of him under candlelight.

In fact, it was not only Kehr and the others who had encountered the remnants of the Church of Zakarum in that town. There were also several similar sacrificial events happening all over the world of Sanctuary. After encountering these events, the demon hunters under the Church of Horadrim immediately realized the seriousness, so they sent intelligence back to the church. The information in front of Tyrael was all reports of similar incidents, so every time he browsed through one, his expression became more solemn.

As an Archangel who had recovered his memories, Tyrael had a long memory. He knew very well what the Church of Zakarum was like. Back then, the original Church of Zakarum represented the camp of light and justice. But because it imprisoned the soulstone of Mephisto, the King of Hatred, it eventually fell because of him. Almost everyone in the church fell to the dark side and became Mephisto’s minions and lackeys. Now, Zakarum was no longer the church that produced paladins. In Sanctuary, the cultists of Zakarum had become synonymous with a dark order.

It was precisely because he knew that the master of the Church of Zakarum was Mephisto that Tyrael took it so seriously. He knew very well that the sudden activity of the Church of Zakarum cultists might be another scheme of Mephisto.

Just a few years ago, Diablo, the King of Terror, had gathered the power of the seven demon kings, broke out of the seal, and killed his way into the High Heavens. The Archangels of the Angiris Council could not resist Diablo’s unstoppable offensive. It was only with the help of the power of the nephalem that Tyrael finally defeated Diablo and sealed him back into the Black

Soulstone. Afterward, Tyrael had planned to completely seal the Black

Soulstone of Diablo with his newly established Brotherhood of the Horadrim. But Malthael, who had fallen and become the Angel of Death, suddenly appeared and took Diablo’s soulstone from him.

The most troublesome thing was that after taking Diablo’s soulstone, Malthael actually devoured it and became incomparably powerful with the help of the demon kings.

With no other choice, Tyrael could only rely on the nephalem’s power to fight his way into the Pandemonium Fortress. He fought a massive battle with Malthael and finally obtained a difficult victory and defeated him.

Malthael fell from the Pandemonium Fortress. But during his fall, Diablo’s soul, which had been devoured, escaped. It was not until this moment that Tyrael realized that Malthael had not completely fused with the power of the seven demon kings.

From this moment on, Tyrael understood that the seven demon kings might return again. They had indestructible souls, and they would resurrect time and time again like in the Eternal War and bring suffering to this world.

“Is it the King of Hatred Mephisto who returns first?” Tyrael looked at the intelligence in front of him with a headache and muttered to himself, “Is he ordering the Zakarum cultists to summon him back?”

“But… something doesn’t seem right…” Tyrael carefully read the intelligence again. If Mephisto wanted to return with the sacrificial ritual, how could it fail? Although the souls of the demon kings were indestructible, it would take a long time to recuperate after being heavily injured and dying. It had only been a few years since Malthael’s death, and even if Mephisto’s soul regained consciousness, it was still relatively weak. Under such circumstances, the sacrificial ritual did not need to be too large. In fact, it could summon his soul back from the Chaos Realm. So why did the rituals mentioned in the intelligence end in failure?

Just as Tyrael was feeling puzzled, another piece of information was delivered. He took it and found that it was another report of Horadrim Brotherhood members thwarting a sacrificial ritual. But unlike the previous reports, this report had recorded the scene with a photographic stone and delivered it together.

Through this photographic stone, Tyrael finally saw the scene. As a high-level Archangel, he was naturally proficient in various demon languages and characters. After carefully identifying the magic formation in the image, his face gradually became more and more surprised.

“Holy Light above! This… this ritual doesn’t want to summon Mephisto, the King of Hatred?!” Tyrael’s eyes widened. “It’s… it’s a demon from the Outer Realm?!

“People! Come!” Tyrael was finally anxious and quickly shouted. When an attendant of the Horadrim Brotherhood came in, he immediately said, “Immediately inform all the members of the Brotherhood of the Horadrim to issue an emergency mobilization order and eliminate the Zakarum cultists at all costs. Tell them that the Zakarum cultists are trying to summon a powerful alien demon king! This a powerful existence not inferior to the seven demon kings. We can’t let this scheme succeed!”

Tyrael’s order was quickly passed down, but it stunned the entire Brotherhood of the Horadrim. What did Tyrael mean? A new demon king? A new demon king other than the seven demon kings?

Where did it come from?

Tyrael did not care what the members of the Brotherhood of the Horadrim thought. He did not know if the seven demon kings were eight, but he was indeed worried because he recognized the term ‘Your Majesty’ from the demon characters engraved in the ritual magic formation. To demons, only demon kings could use the term ‘Your Majesty’!

“Os… Osiris? This is how it’s pronounced, right…” Tyrael looked at the image in the photographic stone repeatedly and finally read the pronunciation of the name in the demon language. But after reading this name, he was a little confused.

Because in his impression, he had never heard of any demon king with this name…

“Perhaps I should return to the High Heavens…” Tyrael calculated. “The High Heavens has a projection of the Book of Truth from the Garden of Eden.

Perhaps I can find the origin of this demon king from the Book of Truth…

He immediately put his thoughts into action and returned to the High Heavens. After the battle with Malthael, the relationship between Tyrael and Imperius, the Archangel of Valor, had eased. He should be able to see the Book of Truth… right?

However, what Tyrael did not know was that while he was heading to the High Heavens, something huge happened in the world of Sanctuary.

The Brotherhood of the Horadrim followed his instructions and sent out a large number of people to eliminate the Zakarum cultists. Many nephalem descendants naturally followed. But when one of the teams discovered a gathering point of Zakarum cultists and was about to attack, they found that they had fallen into a trap!

At this gathering point, tens of thousands of Zakarum cultists surged out and surrounded this small group of nephalem. Then they attacked them fearlessly. Finally, at the cost of massive casualties, they used their lives to capture this team of nephalem.

In fact, this was simply a scheme of Mephisto. He knew very well that with the current scattered Zakarum cultists, it was impossible for them to organize a vast summoning ritual to summon Roy from outside the Chaos Realm.

Therefore, he first got the Zakarum cultists to hold rituals to confuse the Church of Horadrim. After they took it seriously, he got the Zakarum cultists to set a trap and capture this group of nephalem.

It felt like a diversion…

As a hybrid of angels and demons, the nephalem possessed powerful soul power. Using them as offerings was enough to offset the immense consumption of the sacrificial ritual…

Finally, the Zakarum cultists killed this group of nephalem. With their blood and souls, plus the thousands of Zakarum cultists who died as sacrifices, they finally activated the true sacrificial summoning ritual!

The blood-red magic formation of the sacrificial ritual soared into the sky, and the sky in eastern Sanctuary appeared strange and terrifying because of this light. Under the dim sky, the Zakarum priest presiding over the ritual looked excitedly at the tumbling cloud vortex in the sky and shouted, “May the sun fall into the western dust! May the light fade! Use the offerings as a guide to rise from Hell and let the Abyss come! The Sovereign of Winter! The Ruler of

Darkness! The Dominator of Blood and Lightning! The Singer of Frost and Fire! The Emperor of Plague and War! The Eternal Master of the Dead! In the name of my Lord Mephisto, humble servants like me are singing your true name, Your Majesty Osiris! I beg you to descend from the Abyss!”

This summoning incantation was chanted in demon language. It was the incantation that Sareth had chanted when Roy descended into the Devil May Cry world. After Roy agreed to Mephisto’s request, he told this incantation to Mephisto, and Mephisto told the Zakarum cultists to use this incantation to summon Roy.

The entire Sanctuary world was actually a world similar to an egg. Sanctuary was in the middle, similar to the egg yolk, and the periphery was the Chaos

Realm, similar to the egg white. In fact, it was the so-called Purgatory Space.

The entire world was wrapped in an eggshell, forming a kind of sealing effect. Therefore, the spatial gate that the summoning ritual needed to open was different from the spatial gates usually opened inside Sanctuary. It was a spatial gate that opened from outside the eggshell (the Outer Realm).

This caused the impact of the summoning ritual to be unprecedented. A phenomenon appeared in the eastern sky of the entire Sanctuary, and the blood-red light was clearly visible from hundreds of kilometers away. Countless demon hunters observed the phenomenon and hurriedly rushed over.

But it was already too late. As the priest chanted again and again, the magic formation that had absorbed the blood and souls of the nephalem was continuously increasing its magic power output. Countless magic power lightning bolts as thin as hair scattered in the sky. Under the light of this lightning, a deep and dark rift appeared in the sky and began to slowly expand.

The evil dark aura of the Abyss slowly seeped out along with the slowly opening spatial rift, causing everyone who felt this aura to feel a chill run down their spines. The weak civilians had already knelt on the ground while looking at the blood-red sky in the distance, holding their hands and praying non-stop.

Finally, this dark and deep spatial rift expanded into a circular plane with a diameter of about ten kilometers in the sky.

Under the excited gaze of the Zakarum priest and countless terrified people, a demon wrapped in enormous wings slowly emerged out of the rift!

The enormous reverse wings slowly spread open, revealing Roy’s ferocious face. His scarlet demon eyes were like lightning and light, and the edges of his semi-transparent body were still flowing with mist like water, giving people a dream-like feeling. With Roy’s appearance, the surrounding air trembled and let out a wail.

It seemed like the commotion of his arrival was getting bigger and bigger each time. After all, no world would welcome a powerful alien creature like him. But unfortunately, the will of this world was simply powerless to resist…

Roy was here…