Chapter 386 The truth about the miracle realm, hunting sacrifices
"The origin of the Pantheon is mysterious, and its strength is clearly not weak, but before this, I have never heard of the existence of this organization.
They claim to be human spokespersons who have been recognized by the will of all gods at the same time. They fell silent with the departure of all gods in ancient times. Now they are reborn to welcome the return of the will of all gods."
The Eleventh Throne roughly told Lu Yuan the information he had previously obtained from the All-Thousand Divine Envoy.
Judging from his words, it doesn't look like he is hiding anything or lying.
"At the same time, we are recognized by the will of all gods and welcome the return of the will of all gods."
Lu Yuan pondered what the Eleventh Throne said and thought to himself.
Judging from the methods of the so-called All-God Envoy, it does seem to have a bit of a "license from the All-Gods".
He could understand that ancient gods had enemies and formed alliances.
But an organization that encompasses thousands of gods at once is a bit extraordinary.
What circumstances would cause so many ancient gods to form an alliance?
In order to fight against a more powerful existence? Or an ancient force similar to the Alliance of Gods?
Also, the Pantheon says that the gods left in ancient times and are about to return now.
Why did you leave in the first place, and why are you coming back now?
It's just information about scale claws. Without distinguishing the authenticity, Lu Yuan can't analyze anything.
I can only write down the three words "Pantheon" secretly, thinking that I will have the opportunity to learn more about it in the future.
Since unlocking the [Occult Scholar (Extraordinary)] career panel, this strong curiosity about ancient secrets has been almost engraved in his bones.
Whenever you encounter any clues, you will have the urge to get to the bottom of it.
Lu Yuan temporarily suppressed his curiosity about the "Pantheon" and spoke to the Eleventh Throne again.
"Let's talk about you."
Lu Yuan picked up a glass of water and didn't drink it. He just put it in his hand and played with it casually.
"Mosa."
The Eleventh Throne gave Lu Yuan a strange look and said, "What you said before, that you want to join our Mosa, was not a joke?"
"of course not."
Lu Yuan said calmly: "I am a martial artist and have always had the highest pursuit of martial arts.
I have a general understanding of your Mosa's teachings, and they are quite consistent with the fighting philosophy I advocate.
Speaking of which, I have participated in many fighting competitions organized by your Mosaic sect, and I have even taken the so-called ‘divine blood’ of your Mosaic religion.”
Lu Yuan did not mention that he was a "silver spear bearer", but the meaning revealed in his words had already made the Eleventh Throne perk up.
The tone of the Eleventh Throne and Lu Yuan's conversation seemed to be a little more sincere and eager.
"Mossa has always welcomed strong people to join us, especially those as powerful as you."
In the following time, the Eleventh Throne told Lu Yuan many things about Mosa.
For example, there are existences like the Eleventh Throne, and there are a total of eighteen in the Mosaic Cult.
Ranking the eleventh throne in terms of strength level is considered to be in a lower-middle position.
These people call themselves the Sequence Throne within the Mosaic sect, but their true identities are very secret. Except for a few who have a particularly good relationship with each other in private, no one is familiar with them.
I only know that most of Mosa's Sequence Thrones have extraordinary status in the real world. They are either high-level leaders of one force or powerful men who have been famous for a long time.
In general, Mosa's real strength is much stronger than what Lu Yuan and even other countries in the world see on the surface.
The organization's restrictions on the throne level are also relatively small, which can be said to be loose.
Mosa is more like a collection of interests for most serial thrones.
Lu Yuan finally understood why the Mosaic people searched the world for objects related to ancient gods.
This is related to Mosa's teachings and upgrade system.
Mosa believes in the god of fighting and hunting.
If you want to please the God of Mosa, in addition to grand martial arts sacrifices, you must also sacrifice the "trophies" obtained from hunting.
The higher the value of the "trophies" offered, the richer the reward given by the God of Mosa, and the faster the sacrificer's strength will increase.
Among the many thrones in the upper echelons of Mosa, many are ordinary people who have been promoted to the throne step by step by sacrificing "trophies".
In general, the ancient god sect emphasizes the soul, faith, etc., but Mosa does not value it so much.
Lu Yuan was quite surprised after hearing this.
If Mosa's situation is really like what the Eleventh Throne said, "treasure" can be exchanged for "power", and what you believe in is not important.
That's really good news for him.
He has already begun to wonder in his mind where he can collect some unused "junk" from the evil god system to quickly upgrade his [Spear Bearer (Extraordinary)] professional level after he officially joins Mosa.
Time flew by while Lu Yuan and the Eleventh Throne were chatting.
In the middle of the journey, Lu Yuan also contacted a group of guardians from the Evil Martial Alliance under his command, asking them to return to Xia Kingdom to recuperate and then reward them for their merits after he returned.
By the time the shuttle landed slowly on an offshore island in the Western Hemisphere, Lu Yuan and the Eleventh Throne were already brothers and chatting happily.
"With the strength of Brother Cheng Peng, if he joins our Mosa, he will definitely be able to take a seat on the throne.
Maybe the ranking will be higher than mine, and then I will need Brother Cheng Peng to take care of me."
The shuttle door slowly opened, and Lu Yuan and the Eleventh Throne descended side by side.
The lion-like Eleventh Throne now had a hearty and enthusiastic smile on his face, and his words were very close to Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan just smiled at the compliments of the Eleventh Throne and casually looked at the Mosa "base camp" in front of him.
The location is located on an island group somewhere in the high seas of the Western Ocean.
There are probably hundreds of islands, large and small, all belonging to Mosa.
Each island is covered with reinforced concrete, patrolled by various aircraft, and heavily guarded, just like a sea fortress.
According to the Eleventh Throne, they Mosa also have their own satellites and even extraterrestrial bases.
It has strong military power and can almost call itself a small country.
The shuttle that the two came on passed many checkpoints and landed on the largest island in the center of the island group.
The island is surrounded by a group of islands and looks like a giant goat's head.
I don’t know if it is natural or man-made.
The entire island is covered in black-gray alloy, with almost no trace of soil visible.
Lu Yuan extended his mental power downwards and discovered that the steel alloy has penetrated deep into the sea level for several kilometers with no end in sight. It can be said to be a big deal.
The Eleventh Throne seemed to be communicating and discussing with someone while leading the way to the middle of the island.
Lu Yuan was not surprised. He knew that the other party must be explaining the situation of his "uninvited guest" to the top management of Mosa.
When they reached the center of the island, a huge metal square surrounded by layers of steel buildings, the Eleventh Throne stopped.
"Brother Cheng Peng, I may have to excuse myself for a while."
The Eleventh Throne explained to Lu Yuan apologetically: "This is the largest sacrificial square in Mosa, and any major events will be held here.
I have explained your situation to the other thrones, and there is no problem.
As long as you undergo a simple 'baptism' ceremony, your identity can be confirmed.
The specific ranking of the throne sequence can only be determined after all the thrones have been collected.
Please wait here for a moment, I will go and arrange the baptism ceremony for you now.
Don't worry, it will be soon. When the baptism is over, I will take you around for a nice walk."
Lu Yuanwen nodded and said yes, and the Eleventh Throne left in a hurry.
After the Eleventh Throne left, Lu Yuan looked around and scanned the entire "sacrifice" square in front of him.
I saw metal columns several meters thick and tens of meters high standing around the square. Many pictures of battles and hunting were carved on the surfaces of the columns.
In the center of the square, there is a huge, familiar billy goat head suspended out of thin air.
I don’t know what material this male goat head is made of, it is black and gray and white.
It contains a majestic, mysterious and evil will.
From the moment Lu Yuan stepped into the square, there seemed to be a beam of gaze cast down on the two empty eye sockets of the billy goat's head, looking at him coldly.
This kind of treatment is not unfamiliar.
He went through a similar process before becoming the "Silver Spear".
He wandered around the square in boredom, and had some time to recall his feelings during the previous battle with the Angel of All Saints.
He felt that his current "strength-limited" state was not entirely bad.
If he hadn't been stuck at the eighth level peak, he wouldn't have started to pay attention to the power of the "miracle field" that he had touched early on.
He looked at his [Elephant God Ming King Stance (Extraordinary)] career panel and found that after the last time he deeply touched the "Miracle Field", there was a faint gray light spot on this panel.
He tried to use skill points to light it up, but got a message that it could not be unlocked temporarily.
Lu Yuan's eyes lit up at this.
He was quite familiar with this situation.
This proves that the skill to be unlocked represents a very high level, and he has "jumped through the levels" to understand it.
also represents
His true identity behind the mysterious veil of the "Miracle Realm" will soon be revealed.
"Tap-tap-tap-"
The Eleventh Throne walked quickly in the long metal corridor.
The torch lights on the two walls of the corridor cast their light on his majestic body, constantly showing the changing light and shadow of light and dark.
The Eleventh Throne's eyes were steady, and he quickly walked to the end of the corridor.
There were two huge metal doors in front of him. He pushed the door open and a spacious hall appeared in front of him.
There is a huge long table in the middle of the hall, with tall thrones on both sides of the long table.
There are a total of eighteen statues, and about one-third of them have people sitting on the thrones.
At the end of the long table, on a throne that was the largest and most gorgeous, as if it were made of countless crystal weapons, a silver-haired man wearing a mask as bright as a diamond sat quietly.
Under the diamond mask, a pair of indifferent, crystal-clear eyes stared at the Eleventh Throne as he pushed in the door.
"Galile is here."
Someone spoke, with a hoarse voice with a hint of lowness, "Let him explain it himself."
All eyes in the conference hall were focused on the Eleventh Throne.
The strength of the Eleventh Throne is not outstanding among the people in this hall, and his lion-like and domineering momentum has restrained.
There was no nonsense. He told the story of going to Gashar to search for the "Heart of Quetzalcoatl", meeting the Pantheon, and the long journey.
After Throne Eleven finished speaking, the conference hall fell into a brief silence.
After a while, someone spoke.
"I have heard about the Pantheon, a legend recorded on an ancient piece of parchment.
It is just a few hundred words written in dozens of languages, and involves hundreds of symbols of different ancient god sects. The content is almost the same as what Galileo said.
I thought it was just a whimsical fabrication by the ancients, but I didn’t expect that this organization actually existed in the world.
It’s incredible”
"Whether the Pantheon is real or not is still open to question. Only Galileo has seen it with his own eyes."
"Since they dare to fight for the 'Heart of Quetzalcoatl' openly and openly, I think it won't be long before they are exposed to our sight. We will know if it is true or false.
If it is true, I think this is a good opportunity to develop our power."
The Pantheon inherits the will of the gods.
Moreover, it is a mysterious organization that has existed since ancient times. It must know a lot about the inside stories of the major ancient god sects.
If they can cooperate with the Pantheon, they will undoubtedly have many more ways to obtain the "trophies" of sacrifices. God knows how many ancient secrets and treasure clues this ancient force has in its hands.
Those who are qualified to sit in this hall are all talented people, and they can analyze things that are beneficial to them based on a few pieces of information at once.
"What should we do with the man Galilet brought back?"
Someone frowned and said: "That man killed a holy envoy of the Pantheon. If we absorb him, if we really want to discuss cooperation with the Pantheon next time, I'm afraid it won't be that simple."
"Have you ever investigated the origins of this man named Cheng Peng?"
"I can't find it from the name. It's most likely a pseudonym.
This guy calls himself the "God Emperor" of the Evil Martial Alliance. I checked the Evil Martial Alliance and it is a low-level force that is completely unpopular in the Xia Kingdom. "God Emperor" is the fixed title of the leader of this force.
The leaders of its forces change frequently, and the mortality rate seems to be very high.
The current leader’s information is also completely blank, and nothing can be pieced together in a short period of time.”
"You brought people here."
At this time, the silver-haired man wearing a diamond mask sitting on the crystal throne at the top of the long table looked at the Eleventh Throne and said calmly: "Gali Lie, tell me what you think."
The Eleventh Throne's eyes were slightly focused and he said in a deep voice: "This person is very powerful, probably at the peak of the eighth level.
His methods are also mysterious and domineering. I have seen in him methods similar to those used by the Mantra Temple to directly attack the spirit, as well as the power of the Elephant God Cult.
Oh, by the way, he also has a very powerful secret treasure that can emit nine levels of power."
The Eleventh Throne paused, then continued: "My idea is that we don't need to shut out such a high-level combat power just because the Pantheon doesn't know its true details.
You can try to attract him first.
If there is really cooperation with the Pantheon in the future, and the benefits are far greater than the help this person brings to us, then we can consider sacrificing him as a 'sacrifice' to the true god!
In this way, no matter how things develop, there will only be advantages and no disadvantages to us.”
When the figures on the thrones in the hall heard this, no one spoke anymore.
The silver-haired man on the Crystal Throne looked around at everyone and said calmly: "If you have no objections, then let's deal with it as Gallie said.
First arrange the baptism ceremony for the person."
At this time, someone in the hall suddenly said with emotion: "Actually, I quite recommend sacrificing this person directly as a 'hunting sacrifice'.
The eighth-level peak combat power, plus a ninth-level secret treasure
How much benefit can we get from offering these two kinds of sacrifices?
and"
The speaker glanced at both sides and said in a low voice: "I have always felt that
Now, eighteen seats on this table are already crowded enough.
I don’t want to add another chair in.”
"really"
There seemed to be quite a few people who nodded slightly in agreement.
But the silver-haired man on the crystal throne has already made his decision, and it's too late for them to have any opinions now.