The surging blood mist seeped into every inch of the palace's walls and floors, and the feedback feedback gradually outlined a complete three-dimensional architectural figure in Cheng Shen's mind.

"And the underground palace?"

Cheng Shen put the last batch of precious items in the treasury into his backpack and went to the other side hall on the first floor. In this side hall was a huge copper pot, in which dark red liquid mixed with various organs surged.

An indescribable smell of putrefaction filled the air.

Cheng Shen held his breath and saw that on the ground around the copper pot, dark patterns were densely intertwined, and countless gems were dotted on the nodes like stars, forming a complex formation.

Based on his experience.

It was immediately obvious that the main purpose of this formation was for refining.

The formation pattern extends outward into seven formation corners, and a red copper vessel is placed in each corner. There are already refined products in the vessel. They are organs that are flowing with colorful luster and seem to be crystallized.

Jealousy,

angry brain,

Gluttonous stomach...

Cheng Shen took out a smooth heart from the vessel in front of him. The heart still retained vitality and was beating loudly. A twisted emotion emanated from it, seeming to ignite the hidden jealousy in Cheng Shen's heart.

"Just raw materials..."

Cheng Shen was thoughtful.

These specially refined organs in front of you are obviously the raw materials for making those kind of emotional props.

However, it seems that the Shrine Temple does not understand the specific steps of refining the finished product.

They made these by completely taking advantage of the advantages of raising a group of people in captivity and becoming a raw material production base for a certain force...

There are other furnishings in the room.

There was a trash can filled with failed refining products, with thick blood oozing from the edges and a suffocating smell; various sharp instruments covered in blood; and a large number of books placed on the simple workbench.

in.

A piece of yellowed and curled parchment caught Cheng Shen's attention.

He picked it up.

A system prompt immediately came to my ears.

[Get: Book of Gods (incomplete)! 】

…

Cheng Shen frowned after taking a look at the content above.

can't read.

This surprised him a little.

In fact, the survivor has its own translation function, so the culture of this world cannot be the same as the era he originally lived in. But basically, the languages ​​and texts he encounters will be automatically translated into Chinese characters.

The same goes for the exchanges with the missionaries and their group of foreigners.

But now.

There was a kind of text that Cheng Shen couldn't understand.

He immediately realized that some special races did not have a specific written heritage, and communication between them relied more on mental fluctuations.

This is a closer to the original but more advanced way of communication.

Through mental fluctuations, no matter what information you want to express, the other party can accurately understand it.

Can easily bridge the barriers between different races and civilizations.

So he thought.

Perhaps the text in front of me is a special spiritual carrier.

He immediately released a stream of spiritual power to cover the parchment and felt it carefully, but this made his frown deepen.

Facts prove.

He thinks too much.

This is a rare language that no system can translate...

At this time, Cheng Shen saw the books on the side, with familiar fonts on the simple covers.

"Analysis of Devil's Language"

"Journey to Hell"

"The Indescribable Three Days and Two Nights Between Me and the Incarnation of the God of Desire"

…

"They can't understand feelings either!"

Cheng Shen was stunned.

There were many scattered notes scattered on the workbench. He checked them one by one and had a general understanding of the current situation.

Just as he thought.

This technique of refining the raw materials of emotional props was indeed learned by the people who worshiped the temple from this book of gods.

But they spent a lot of time researching just to analyze the contents of the book.

in.

The complete process of this technique has been recorded in a note using a font that Cheng Shen recognized.

But after learning more about it, he doubted the accuracy of this technology!

There is no other reason.

The people who worshiped the temple were led by unknown factors to paranoidly believe that this book was made by devils from hell, and they also used the method of interpreting devil's language to analyze the content recorded above.

But Cheng Shen clearly got the system prompt.

This is the book of gods!

Are the languages ​​of two completely different races the same?

Cheng Shen first ruled out this possibility. He thought of Aljieka's introduction to the devil race: they are the embodiment of the desires of living beings in the world, synonymous with cunning and cunning, and everything related to them cannot be believed.

The Devil Clan is often mistaken as a branch of the Demon Clan.

In fact they are completely different.

Although the devil race does not share the creation authority of the Creator, just like the one-horned star spirit, in this huge world view, there are many strange races that have powers comparable to those of the supreme bloodline.

The devil race is such a cunning race that possesses the terrifying power to control emotions.

What they like most is to fool the world and deceive living beings into corruption.

maybe.

Those who sacrificed to the temple were fooled by a devil...

"Go back and ask Aljieka."

Cheng Shen's heart moved.

As an being who inherited the inheritance of ancient star spirits, Aljieka may understand the language of gods and devils.

Just let her take a look.

These fanatical believers who worship the temple can get this unique technology from the book with completely wrong interpretation.

Cheng Shen was even more curious.

What is really recorded in this book of gods!

Together with other materials on the side, all were put away. Cheng Shen then came to the corner of the side hall. He didn't need to find any activation mechanism. The bone wall in front of him was instantly stained with blood red, and then fell apart one by one.

A dim entrance to the stairs was exposed.

The blood mist had been fully explored. Cheng Shen was sure that there were no dangerous elements hidden in the underground palace, so he entered directly.

Go down the steps.

A palace supported by more than a dozen golden pillars, with strange blood patterns carved everywhere, appeared in front of Cheng Shen. A bright oil lamp was lit in the corner, making a sizzling sound, and emitting a putrid smell of burning corpses.

The flickering firelight illuminated the blood-colored lines all over the hall, making it extremely eerie and terrifying.

It was as if there were bleeding eyes staring at me.

A huge body shrouded in darkness lay quietly deep in the hall. The first time Cheng Shen saw it, his heart suddenly tightened, but he quickly realized that it was just a statue imitated by the temple.

Rather than the true body of the god's corpse.

otherwise.

I'm afraid he died suddenly the moment he stepped into the hall...

In front of this statue, there is an altar stained red with blood. The blood stains on the ground around it have dried to dark brown, but there is still fresh blood flowing slowly on it, as if the sacrifice has just been performed not long ago.

Cheng Shen approached the altar shrouded in blood mist.

He saw that the altar was full of formation patterns, just as he was about to analyze the structure and function of this formation.

Sudden.

A series of dark lines flashed under the bloody wrap!

Buzz!

Patterns intertwined.

A bloody six-pointed star array was quickly formed.

Cheng Shen retreated cautiously, and not long after, a withered black claw stretched out from the formation, followed by a strange echoing sound.

"The gods heard your prayers..."
To be continued...