The red liquid, which looked like sweat and blood, fell from mid-air and landed on the dry soil, as if rotten flowers had bloomed.
A bloody horse galloped on the ridges. When he saw the Fontaine County on the other side of the mountain, Viscount Moore, who was still wearing a lime plaster on his hand, spat behind him, and thick phlegm fell down.
On the body of a haggard looking woman.
The woman's clothes were in tatters, she was holding a baby who had just turned one year old in her right hand, and she was holding an old man in her left hand.
Behind the woman, there were dozens of men and women who looked similar to her. Without exception, these people all wore heavy shackles at their feet.
The soles of their feet had been torn apart from walking through the jungle for a long time, and the blood and sweat mixed together, leaving bloody marks on the ground. Their lips, which had not yet dripped water, were as dry and wrinkled as the parched earth.
"You are the bastards of Fontaine County who have caused this lordship to suffer so much humiliation." Viscount Moore finally was able to walk after more than two months of rest.
Recalling the strange ambush of the County Guards that night and the betrayal of the old butler Batesin, Viscount Moore was filled with anger.
He understood that all this was caused by the fake lord who came out of Fontaine County. On the one hand, he wanted to take revenge, but on the other hand, he was worried about the rumors in the county.
Legend has it that the fake lord of unknown origin invited the beast god.
A beautiful, powerful beast god sworn to protect Fontaine County.
That beast god who didn't know whether he was real or fake, in just two months, united the scattered people in Fontaine County.
He repeatedly sent people to lure the people with large sums of money to tell them the true origin of the young lord, but the stupid villagers actually refused.
The beast god, the bullshit beast god would visit that ungrateful place in Fontaine County. When Viscount Moore thought of this, he felt chest tight and short of breath. Since those untouchables believed in the beast god, he would use the beast god to deal with them.
, the real beast god, the extremely powerful beast god.
Viscount Moore showed a scheming expression and urged the county guards to drive away the people captured by Fontaine County.
"Alan, where are we going?" The old man being supported by the young woman had hollow eye sockets and had been blind for a long time.
"Dad, I don't know either. These evil spirits have been driving us into the valley early in the morning. I thought they were driving us back to Fontaine County, but looking at the direction, they were heading deeper into the Black Beast Ridge," said Alan.
The woman hugged the child tightly in her arms.
"Why hasn't Mu Yu come? Didn't he say he was coming to save us?" The old man reached out his hand and touched his grandson's young cheek.
The young woman opened her mouth but was speechless.
Her husband Nan Muyu said a few months ago that he would come to rescue them, but more than two months have passed and there is still no news from him.
"Pah!" The horse whip was struck mercilessly. The woman let out a scream, hugged the old man's thin shoulders, and suffered the whipping alive.
"Why are you making such a fuss? The altar of the beast god is about to arrive. It has alarmed the beast god. Can you take the responsibility?" The county guards waved their whips in their hands. These untouchables captured from Bailu County to serve as head tax are not working.
They only waste the county's food every day.
Beast Altar. After hearing the name of the Beast Altar, the older generation of villagers in the team were so frightened that their knees weakened and they could hardly stand.
The Beast God Altar is said to be one of the most dangerous places on the Black Beast Ridge.
Legend has it that thousands of years ago, there lived an evil dragon in the Mysterious Beast Ridge. The evil dragon's cultivation was so advanced that a breath of dragon breath could drive back the most powerful mysterious beast in the entire Mysterious Beast Ridge.
The evil dragon is bloody and cruel, its throat is like an invincible blood hole, and it will swallow up any mysterious beast that dares to get close there.
Later, the evil dragon was killed by a strong man of the time, and the evil dragon soul was suppressed somewhere on the Black Beast Ridge. It is said that in order to suppress the evil dragon, the strong man left one of his treasures, and the evil dragon soul was suppressed somewhere on the Black Beast Ridge.
The dragon's soul is forever suppressed on the Black Beast Ridge.
The soul of the evil dragon still refuses to rest in peace and often wreaks havoc in the countryside.
In order to appease the evil dragon's resentment, neighboring counties would prepare sacrifices for worship in previous years. It is said that few of those who came to worship could return alive if they did not offer enough livestock and mysterious beasts.
This group of fierce county guards actually wanted to take them to the beast altar.
"Hey," Viscount Moore's well-blooded horse in front of him neighed in panic, and a puff of colorful smoke appeared in front of him.
The smoke was colorful, mixed with howls and howls like ghosts and wolves, as if they had entered a maze.
The forest disappeared, the ridge also disappeared, and almost at the same time, all the horses and beasts of the county guards became irritable and restless.
Viscount Moore's well-blooded horse was no exception. The horses seemed to have encountered some invisible terrifying force all of a sudden. They were all helpless and fell to their knees. The situation was as if they had experienced something terrible.
pressure.
Suddenly, the surroundings were filled with colorful smoke, there was no way forward, and there was no way out behind.
The Beast God is in the Smoke. Viscount Moore immediately remembered the legend about the Beast God. Wherever the Beast God appears, there will be the Beast God in the Smoke.
He rolled and rolled, rolled off the horse, and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty the Beast God, I am Moore from Bailu County. I did not mean to offend the Beast God, but I came to honor the Beast God.
"
Viscount Moore's voice lingered in the smoke for a moment. After a while, the smoke in front dissipated, and behind a piece of bloody poppy grass that bloomed brilliantly, there was a magnificent altar.
The altar was already surrounded by unknown mysterious beast skeletons, as well as some suspected human skeletons.
In the middle of the altar is a pillar that seems to reach straight to the sky. At the top of the pillar, hovers a six-clawed black dragon. The black dragon's body is circling and circuitous. It seems to be more than a hundred meters long. Every scale on its body is shining and full of violence.
of beauty.
That is not the soul of the evil dragon, but a dragon!
At this time, the faint green light flashed in the eyes of the dragon. When the people of Fontaine County who had suffered so much saw the dragon's eyes, their souls seemed to have been taken away instantly.
"Disgusting human scent, Lord of Bailu County, if you don't explain why you came to disturb me late at night, you will become a withered bone in the Dragon God's altar," the black six-clawed dragon roared.
The roar of the dragon tore through the sky, and black lightning seemed to be breaking through the clouds.
"Dear Beast God, Mr. Dragon God, I am sending a sacrifice to you. I found out that the new lord of Fontaine County is promoting the new beast god in the county and blaspheming your wisdom, Mr. Beast God. In order to retaliate against those who
Ignorant villagers, I will send this group of people from Fontaine County to you," Viscount Moore knelt down on both legs and kept kowtowing to the Dragon God.
"Ignorant people dare to blaspheme the gods. No wonder the power of faith in this god is dwindling day by day. Fontaine County, the people of Fontaine County, you have blasphemed the dignity of the beast god. You will all die," the black dragon roared.
Suddenly the sky became cloudy.
Viscount Moore was too frightened to move. His ugly face, illuminated by the black lightning, looked even more disgusting.