After the iron door was opened, a quaint staircase was revealed for two people to walk down. An old oil lamp was installed on the wall of the deep underground corridor every ten steps.
Woody walked down more than 20 steps. At a right-angle turn, he saw another iron door leading down the steps. However, the iron door had been opened, revealing the red ground under the candlelight.
This is a typical underground castle design, at least twenty meters above the ground.
I don’t know what the previous owner of this mansion purposely dug out such a deep basement for.
Woody walked out of the corridor, and before he could take a closer look, he heard a loud noise behind him, and the iron door just now was closed by an invisible force.
The surrounding light suddenly dimmed a lot, leaving only a road lit by braziers and echoing murmurs.
"It's okay, come with me, my mother Oriana is very gentle."
Grandia, who was walking in front of Woody, whispered comfort.
But in fact, the sudden closure did not affect Woody's at all.
After he planned to use this plan to sneak in, he had already made preparations, but he still didn't say anything more, just observing the surrounding environment from the corner of his eye from time to time.
The demon hunter's eyes glowed with a cold light at the position of the wolf's head.
This is a very open arc-roofed hall, with a height of at least ten meters and an area that can accommodate approximately a thousand people. It is a large football field, with walls and floors made of stone bricks.
From the iron cages and broken instruments used for punishment placed in the corner, as well as the wooden pile foundations that can already be seen on the ground, this place must have been an underground private prison.
Directly in front of Woody, at the end of where the light from the brazier is pointing, is a sacrificial mural that occupies most of the wall. What is shown on the mural are various deformed creatures. The cultists are facing
The red comet falling from a high place is a scene of worship.
Under the illumination of the fire, the huge fiery red comet on the picture looked particularly solemn and solemn.
In front of the statue, there was a rickety aristocratic lady wearing a red cloak and a huge skirt, lowering her head towards them. The murmur that echoed in the empty dungeon just now came from her mouth.
"Mother, I brought him."
After leading Woody into the basement, Grandia, who was in front now, quickly stepped forward and walked to the steps of the altar. She raised her head and said excitedly.
Woody took a deep breath, knowing that the main event was coming, and that the power of the corrupted mother tree in him was real.
Therefore, the abscess on the surface may be able to deceive Grandia, who has not yet become a believer, but it will definitely not be able to deceive the deformed priest named Oriana who may have completed the "deformed transformation".
Therefore, before she could ask, he frowned and said in a deep voice.
"Madam, Lord Sanbeilin asked me to say hello to you."
Even with Grandia's reminder, Woody did not dare to say it easily because he was not sure that the name of the profane priest in front of him within the church was the same as the name outside the church, so it was better to be careful.
Moreover, in his previous life, he had several leaders of the Shameless Cult with relatively deep memories.
Among them, San Beilin is the leader of the Shale Cultists who are active in Neverwinter Port. He is also one of the first representatives to launch the "Scavenger Hunting" movement on Asenland.
On the surface, he is a captain of a fleet transporting spices and timber, but secretly he is engaged in slave trade and piracy.
At that time, many professionals and travelers traveling to and from Neverwinter were captured by him and transformed into rotten aberrations.
At that time, when Woody had just returned from the overseas islands, a commission to find the murderer was posted at the Neverwinter port.
Unfortunately, it was less than two weeks ago, in June of DR1192.
Sanbeilin's deliberately concealed identity was exposed by the immortal nature of the Fourth Scourge. When the merchant ship entered the dock, he was captured on the spot by a team of paladin whose average level was over 8.
In less than two days, the temple held a grand trial ceremony for cultists in Neverwinter Port.
At that time, San Beilin shouted sternly, "My mother is watching me in the sky!" Such words may have sounded a bit confusing at the time.
However, as the game progresses, the arrival of the fiery red comet also allows later players to finally understand what the "mother" in San Beilin's mouth is.
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"Your Excellency Garen..."
Grandia seemed a little panicked by Woody's actions. After all, how could a man with a kind attitude come in and face his mother so unkindly.
Although he used respectful words, Woody's tone was really not friendly.
Sure enough, as soon as the name "San Beilin" came out, the rickety lady who had no idea what she was thinking raised her head, and Woody saw her appearance.
Under the shabby blood-red hood, the woman has almost completely lost her human appearance. Her face is densely covered with proliferative cysts. Except for her pair of crimson and pitch black swirl-like pupils, all the facial features have disappeared.
The outline of the chin cannot be seen, and it merges with the neck into the fat body under the clothes, becoming part of the open skirt.
She now looks like the old hag in the swamp that seduces human souls in dark fairy tales.
"Sanbelin, isn't he in Neverwinter? Why did he send you, a person who is not even a formal believer, to come here?"
A hoarse voice came from under the cloak. It was obvious that Oriana knew San Beilin, and she also saw that the infection on Woody's body was just an ordinary curse, and he had not yet acquired the power of the "distortion" of the corrupted mother tree.
"Lord Sanbeilin learned about the situation here through the merchants in Palermo and was very disappointed in you, so he sent me over to urge you to start the Feast of the Stars."
Woody knew that if he really wanted to convince her, blindly giving in would be difficult to convince the cultist in front of him, and it would also be difficult to gain her trust.
And it’s not easy to find suitable opportunities.
Therefore, he must take the initiative and take the changes in the situation into his own hands.
So he used the few true information he knew, mixed it with lies, and told half truths and half lies. Strong deception was his best choice at the moment.
With what he just said, he wanted to arouse the anger in the heart of the profane cultist in front of him.
Sure enough, Woody had just finished speaking.
Oriana's hoarse voice turned cold.
"He and I are both under the same patriarch, so why should he command me? It's not his turn to interfere in Palermo's affairs! Foreigner, while I'm not in a bad mood, hurry up and get back there.
Tutu, tell Sanbeilin that I have my own plans for when the Feast of the Stars will be held. If you have the ability, let the Patriarch give me orders! Let him take care of his own side first, the "Silver Hand" of Neverwinter Port
"Not a vegetarian!"
Speaking of what happened next, the entire empty vault of the basement echoed with the high-pitched voice of this noble lady.
"Mother……"
Grandia wanted to say something but was frightened when she saw her mother's extremely stern eyes.
But Oriana was in a state of anger now, and when she saw Grandia's appearance, she immediately cursed loudly.
"You Bichi, you bastard, do you want to go with him?"
"No...it's not..."
Grandia waved her hands quickly. Under her mother's gaze, she had long since lost her ability to deal with the outside world and could only stand aside, not daring to make a sound.
But what she didn't expect was that this outsider from Neverwinter dared to talk back, and every word he spoke was sonorous and powerful.
"Hoho, it's really ridiculous. I originally thought that you and I were the same people who believed in the Mother of the Stars, but I didn't expect that you were just a cowardly Southern guy. The West Coast made you forget the oath you took when you first joined the church.
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"How could I forget! But my patience is limited. Foreigners, don't challenge my patience. It's not your turn to teach me how to do things here!"
This core cultist of the Corruption Mother Tree, Oriana, who had recently been promoted from the first sequence of "Rotten Leaves" to the second sequence of "Rotten Vine", was filled with murderous intent.
If it didn't make sense, she felt it would be a shame for such an ignorant person to believe in the Star Mother with her.
But as soon as Oriana's murderous intent came out, the man in front of her, whose face was covered by a wolf's head, and whose lower jaw was only exposed, was immediately thrown into chaos by the next words.
"Hoho, madam, what if I say that Lord Sanbeilin has already started the Feast of the Stars!"
"You should understand what this means. Once the feast begins, it cannot be stopped."
