Early morning prayers sounded in the lake capital, praising the light of the Lord God. The curling smoke rose into the sky, changing mysterious shapes, telling the signs of the gods.
After chatting for a while, Shulot exited his grandfather's bedroom. He raised his head, stood in the vast high priest's palace, and looked at the cloudy sky. The fate of mortals, like the drifting smoke, dispersed into the sky of the great era. From then on,
Unable to be autonomous...
After a few breaths, the young king smiled calmly. He glanced at Bertard and Naxiu, who were standing on both sides, and gave instructions in a deep voice.
"Let's go to the prison of the priesthood to judge the fate of the rebels!"
"Do your will!"
Under the protection of dozens of imperial guards, Shulot walked out of the high priest's palace in two steps without stopping. The group of people walked in the direction of the great temple, and after a quarter of an hour, they arrived at the prison of the priesthood.
The prison of the priesthood is located in the center of the temple area, in the temple of the God of Sin, very close to the big temple where the ceremony is held. The people detained in this prison are all the divine sacrifices scheduled for the big temple ceremony.
A precious gift was to be presented to the gods. Therefore, the prison was very tightly guarded, with hundreds of temple warriors guarding the inside and outside.
Seeing the approaching flag, a middle-aged priest wearing a feather crown hurriedly walked out of the temple. He had high cheekbones, a gloomy and stern expression, and horrific tattoos on his cheeks, which made people shudder. Until he saw Shulot,
A smile appeared on his cold face and he bowed his head in salute.
"The Lord God bless you! My lord, the sect chief priest, sends my greetings to you!"
"God bless you! Chief Priest Yao Ke greets you!"
Shulot returned the favor with a smile, his expression was gentle, and his words were quite polite.
Although the middle-aged priest in front of me is only the fourth-level chief priest, he comes from a long-standing priest family. Yao (Yao) means fighting and hostility, and is an important branch of the God of War priests. They have managed prisons for generations and are responsible for guarding the sacrifices.
The captives serve the gods wholeheartedly and have a relatively independent status. As the influence of the high priest group expands, the position of the chief priest Yao Ke becomes more and more important, which can be compared to the Sikou of the ancient Celestial Dynasty.
The two exchanged a few greetings and then got down to business. Chief Priest Yao Ke looked solemn and spoke in a deep voice.
"Dear Priest of the Shulot Sect, many prisoners of war and rebels who were sentenced to sacrifice have always been imprisoned in the prison of the God of Sin. Recently, the high priests severely punished the rebel nobles of Tlacopan, and they have been escorted here one after another.
Hundreds of divine sacrifices... I don't know, which one do you want to visit?"
"Dear Chief Priest Yao Ke, I came here this time to visit Gulamo, the leader of the Zicao Clan, a rebel noble from the Western Kingdom."
Shulot's expression didn't change, and his hands clenched silently.
"Oh, Gulamo! It's the one who transferred from the Kingdom's Secret Guard not long ago. That guy, that guy..."
Having said this, Chief Priest Yao Ke frowned and stopped talking. After a few breaths, he shook his head slightly.
"Master Priest of the Sect, please let me take you to see it myself!"
"Um?"
Xiulote raised his brows, thoughtfully. He asked the guards to guard outside the temple, and only took Bertard and Naxiu with him, following Chief Priest Yao Ke, and walked into the prison.
As soon as he entered the prison, the strong smell of blood and sweat hit his nostrils, making him a little dizzy. There were many small and sturdy stone bars in the prison, and they were all packed at the moment, filled with dust-faced male nobles. They
Some looked numb, some showed despair, some whispered in fear, some roared in anger, and a few of them remained calm and unruffled.
Seeing Chief Priest Yao Ke come in, the nobles in the stone fence suddenly became excited. Many people gathered in front of the stone fence, begged loudly, and swore in the name of the main god, promising various benefits.
"Master Priest of the Sect, these are the great nobles from Tlacopan."
Chief Priest Yao Ke turned his head slightly and explained. Then, with a stern look on his face, he glanced at the sacrifice that had already been destined, and then took the lead to go deeper.
Seeing the indifferent chief priest of the prison, the nobles in the stone fence became more desperate and even hysterical. Someone recognized Shulot's identity and shouted loudly. Soon, crazy curses sounded in the stone fence.
, mixed with a vicious curse on the high priest.
After listening to Shulot for a moment, murderous intent arose in his heart. His face turned livid, he tightened his grip on the obsidian dagger at his waist, glanced at the dying noble sacrifice, and slowly suppressed his murderous intent. The samurai guarding the prison
After shouting loudly and hitting the stone fence with blunt wooden sticks, the almost crazy nobles stopped for a moment.
Chief Priest Yao Ke was used to seeing things all the time and kept walking. He opened the dungeon further inside the prison and walked down calmly. He finally stopped at a blood-stained stone railing and pointed at the skinny figure huddled in the corner of the stone railing.
"Sir, the leader of the clan, this is Gulamo, the leader of the Zicao clan."
"Thank you, Chief Priest Yao Ke."
Shulot nodded in greeting. Then, with a deep gaze, he looked at the person in the corner through the dim torch in the dungeon. The person was holding his legs and lowering his head, unable to see his face clearly.
"Please open the stone fence, I want to interrogate you personally."
"Obey you."
Chief Priest Yao Ke waved his hand, and two prison guards stepped forward and unlocked the sisal rope lock on the outside of the stone fence. Then, the two guards used force at the same time to open the heavy prison door. Then, Yao
The chief priest of the department looked solemn, pointed at the sacrifices in the stone fence, and solemnly reminded.
"Master Priest of the Sect, please be careful during the interrogation. When the alliance secret guard sent the person here, he told the prison that the sacrifice was extremely skilled in martial arts, had consumed too much holy water, and was in a state of complete madness... In other words
, this is a pure humanoid beast that has not withstood the test and has its soul destroyed by divine power."
"Too much holy water? A humanoid beast..."
Hearing this, Xiulote's heart sank. Then, he expressed his gratitude to Chief Priest Yao Ke.
"Dear Chief Priest Yao Ke, Gulamo is the mastermind behind my assassination. I want to interrogate him alone for a while."
"Obey you."
Chief Priest Yao Ke nodded in understanding. He led the guards and retreated a dozen steps away. Xuellot then took Bertard and walked into the narrow stone fence, while Na Xiu was on guard at the door.
Hearing the noise, the huddled figure in the stone fence suddenly raised his head. He looked at the leader, Shulot, with fierce eyes, like a crazy beast.
Shulot held the dagger in his hand tightly, his eyes seemed to be burning. He silently looked at the figure on the ground without saying a word. Although the other person's face was pale, his expression was ferocious, and his face was thin and thin, it was hard to conceal the
His handsome appearance and eyebrows that resembled those of Medina still proved his identity without a doubt.
"Gu... La... Mo..."
Shulot spoke one word at a time, and slowly spit out three words from his chest. Angry flames rose in his chest, making his face boil with murderous intent. He once again thought of the withered and moving rose, and also thought of
The deep kiss and parting near death...
After a while, he looked into Gulamo's eyes and spoke coldly with the pleasure of revenge.
"Gulamo, do you regret it now?"
"Hehe, hehe, hehehe..."
Hearing the sound, Gulamo stared for a moment, then suddenly grinned and laughed. His voice was hoarse and ugly, like a dying drake. Then, he suddenly stretched out his hand, eyes widened,
Scream wildly at the person in front of you.
"Holy water, holy water, give me holy water! Hehe, hehe, hehe..."
