Brando frowned as he advanced through a thin layer of sticky blood. Every time he raised his feet, his boots would pull up long blood streaks, which was disgusting.
What's even more unpleasant is that there is almost no place to step down. The room is covered with corpses. They were able to save many citizens in the previous ritual places, but here there is only a lifeless corpse.
's corpse.
"vomit--"
The young man named Alka was holding the altar and retching, but he really couldn't vomit anything, and he had already vomited everything he wanted to vomit.
Ciel floated back from a distance. He was suspended about a foot above the ground. It was helpless to waste magic in such a place, otherwise he would not be able to walk fast like Brando.
"No one can breathe. These people are simply professional killers. Damn it. Even the butcher knows to pray to Lady Martha before cutting the knife." As he said, he shook his head, feeling sorry for these cultists.
It's like having a new understanding.
"...Actually, most people died of excessive blood loss." Medisa added on the side: "I have checked their wounds, and many people did not die immediately after being stabbed. It should be this ritual
Their blood was drawn."
Brando stopped and looked at the blood pool in front of him, whose surface was as calm as a mirror. This thing was not a pool, but more like a drop of blood ten meters in diameter. The surface tension pulled it
Maintain a height of thirty to forty centimeters.
Blood itself does not have such tension. As soon as he got closer, the surging magic power in his eyes condensed, and the blood pool that was calm on the surface spewed out without warning. A twisted monster jumped up from it, screaming.
He rushed towards Brando with sticky blood all over his body.
Brando took a step back, raised the flaming blade in his hand, and countless sword-shaped metal fragments fixed in the void penetrated into the monster's chest without any hindrance, just like a hot knife inserted into butter.
The flesh and blood on both sides of the sword blade seemed to be exposed to thousands of degrees of heat. They were on fire, and the blood bubbles melted and turned into pus and blood flowing down the open wound.
The monster let out a sharp scream in an instant, but Brando raised his left hand, an invisible ripple swept across, and the harsh scream suddenly stopped.
The nobles stood far outside the house. But the old prime minister Niedwin and his eldest son followed in and witnessed this scene with their own eyes.
They saw the terrifying monster's head twisting and then disappearing, as if it was swallowed up by the twisted space. The body without its head twitched. A blood arrow shot up into the sky, but it was not stained at all.
Brando was pushed away by an invisible force before he could get within a few feet of the young lord.
"Plop."
The monster's body fell back into the blood pool again.
Brando glanced at the blood pool, and a crack suddenly opened in the space on the left side of his body. He stretched out his hand, and a bottle of high-grade holy water flew out of the dimensional hole and landed on his hand.
Little Niedwin had just recognized what it was. He uncorked the bottle, poured the bottle over, and dumped the entire bottle of holy water into the blood pool.
"Don't..." The young imperial prime minister showed a heartbroken look on his face. He was about to say that this was too wasteful, but he saw the blood pool filled with holy water suddenly started churning, like a living thing, and let out a deafening scream.
, then countless bubbles emerged from under the bloody water, and clusters of red mist representing high temperature rose.
Such a violent reaction shocked all the nobles speechless. Little Niedwin was the same. The screams lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour. Then they slowly subsided. After the thick red mist in the room dissipated, everyone
The talent was surprised to find that the place where the blood pool was originally located had become empty. There was only a dark black dried blood clot on the ground, and in the center of the blood scab, there were only a few blood-colored crystals that exuded a strange light.
object.
Brando moved his hand, and those things flew up out of thin air and landed on his hand.
"What on earth is that?" Little Niedwin finally realized what he was doing and asked with his face turning pale.
Brando frowned and said nothing.
The previous monster should be a divine envoy, exuding a strong aura of top-grade divine blood. It should be the divine blood of Alphes, the fanatical dragon. He has never seen an divine envoy infected by this kind of divine blood in the game.
However, players have their own set of judgment methods.
This god was in its infancy, and its strength was no less than the adult earth god he had met in Chablis. He couldn't help but wonder, where did these Black Fire cultists find this thing?
.
In past games, the most common ones were the divine blood envoys of the four elements, followed by the envoys of the blood of the dark god and the thunder god. Of course, this excludes the disciples and grandsons of the demon tree Fenlidos. The golden demon tree
He almost became a newbie killer in the game.
He turned back to the young man not far away and asked: "Alka, do you know what the secret cultists are summoning?"
Alka's face turned blue, and when he saw the dried blood scab, his stomach churned again, but fortunately he had vomited all he could, and now he only felt uncomfortable as if his intestines were being scraped, and he vomited some jaundice water
After that, he replied with stars in his eyes: "Sir, the secret cultists announced that they will summon the Archangel Akroma to end the empire's rule..."
"It's absolutely ridiculous," little Niedwin interrupted: "Look at this, only fools and foolish women would believe their lies."
"They should be summoning the evil god Frederick."
Old Niedwin suddenly spoke.
"The Evil God Friedrich?"
There are not even one thousand or eight hundred Vaughnde evil gods, and one kind of divine blood does not correspond to one evil god. There are many products of the failed experiments of the gods, and players may not recognize them all.
The old prime minister nodded silently: "This is related to the origin of Rushta. During the Dusk War, the angel Akroma holding the holy sword killed the evil god Frederick here. Later, the King of Fire Gilt came to this ruins.
The Archangel's Shield was recovered and the Rush Tower was built with it, so this place is not only the place where Akroma was sacrificed, but also the place where the evil god Frederick fell."
Brando understood. "So they are trying to resurrect this evil god under the guise of Akroma. How powerful is this evil god?"
Just like there are many types of evil gods, the strength of evil gods is often uneven. Powerful evil gods such as the evil god Thomari, who was made from the blood of the God of Thunder, and the demon tree Fenlidos, who was made from the blood of Gaia, are all close to gods in legend.
Strength - Although he is not a high-ranking god like the Seven Dragons or the Lord of Elements, he is close to a demigod like the Titan God Milos.
What kind of strength Milos possesses. Brando knows only too well that the remaining demigod's will in the Death Frost Forest almost destroyed the world. You can only imagine what the level of the complete Milos is.
As for the weaker evil gods, it's hard to say. For example, the evil god Frederick was able to be hacked to death by a holy angel. Although Akroma, who holds the holy sword, is a saint of the Temple of Fire,
position, but the strength will not exceed the silver body.
Of course, this is a real silver body. It is completely different from the silver body that players forged with war tablets back then.
Old Prime Minister Niedwin didn't know that Brando had already classified the evil god Friedrich in the 'weak' class in his mind, but the aborigines' understanding of power was obviously different from that of the players who had opened their eyes in the later stages of the game. He remained silent.
After a moment, he replied: "Anyway, at least we have crossed the step of being a sage. This is something that you and I can no longer recognize. If they can really resurrect the perfect Frederick, the empire will probably suffer unprecedented consequences."
catastrophe."
Brando was thinking, what is beyond recognition above the saints? But he realized it after a moment. From the perspective of the old prime minister, this seems to be true.
What is the concept of transcending sages?
The proud people of silver. The country of wizards that dominates everything above the floating clouds. Among the dozens of wizard leaders over the past thousands of years, only William and Solomon are rumored to have crossed the line between man and god. But in fact, William is
It was proven that this era only has the strength of the peak of the sage field, and the arrival of the great demon tide has a greater impact on the lower levels, and has minimal impact on the upper levels. Therefore, until after the Year of Spark, William still failed to cross this line between humans and gods.
.
Solomon, on the other hand, does have the strength of a silver body, the God of Mage. This is not a rumor, otherwise he would not have been able to dominate the Silver Alliance for thousands of years.
As for the seemingly more powerful dragons, there have been only two dragons that have crossed this line between humans and gods in the past thousands of years, Waiwen Ross and Theoscraz. The former is called Waiwen who almost became a god.
Rose is regarded as the successor of the next generation of dragon gods. Once her golden body breaks through to the power of existence, she will be the first new god after the departure of Warnd.
The latter is the common hero of dragons and humans, Sky Dragon Theos Kraz. This title says it all. Its golden body is slightly weaker than Vaiwenros, but it is still at the level of a demigod.
These two dragons are the only two remaining demigod dragons in the entire giant dragon clan.
So once you cross the sage, that is, after entering the holy realm, whether it is a bronze or gold body, it is the level of a saint. The only difference is that it has the power of a normal saint or the power of a demigod.
The reason why the evil god is called a god is precisely for this reason. For mortals, even people like old Niedwin who stand at the pinnacle of mortal power have to look up to the realm of gods.
Therefore, it is not surprising for this old man to have such a knowledge.
But for Brando, in the post-Slate War era, players have generally entered the early stage of bronze bodies. This is the ultimate that the people of black iron can reach. Its power is probably equivalent to the weaker servants of God, but players - or rather
The game version takes a different approach, using war slates to simulate the power of the higher law, allowing players to civilize a silver body. This silver body is still far from the real silver saint, but it can also reach the level of a bronze body in the middle stage, and can possess some bronze.
Abilities not available in the physical stage.
For example, Brando is immune to all dark forces and negative erosion, which is something that the bronze body does not have.
Players with such experience have killed real demigods more than once, such as the war with Isis, so they no longer have much fear of so-called demigods, let alone the mere evil god Frederick.
But Brando also knew in his heart that if the Black Fire cultists really resurrected the evil god Frederick in this era, it would be a big trouble.
Fortunately, this is the Empire.
"We destroyed many ritual places along the way, and we must be able to disrupt the arrangements of these secret cultists," Brando thought for a while and replied: "But it can be seen that such places are dotted throughout Rushta at the moment, we don't
Maybe I can free my hands to pull them out one by one. This is just a small lesson. The tree shepherd and I have plenty of time to settle the accounts. Our main goal right now is to go to the White Rose Garden."
Old Niedwin nodded. He knew very well that Brando attacked the cultists just for revenge. It was impossible and had no reason for him to help the Silver Queen solve the current trouble. After a short period of getting along, he almost understood this person.
The temperament of the earl from Eruin.
He had no objections to this.
The old prime minister stood firm in the center of the empire's storm precisely because he knew when to stick to his guns and when to compromise.
"Those secret society believers can summon evil gods, why doesn't the empire summon Archangel Akroma to deal with them?" At this time, Alka suddenly asked.
"It's not that simple." Little Niedwin shook his head: "The cultists chose to use sacrifice to resurrect Frederick. I don't know how many people will be sacrificed. Which royal family in the mainland dares to do this? What's more?
Even if you use other methods, you still need the relics of the saint. I don’t know where the tree shepherd found the remains of the evil god Frederick—"
"A relic of the saint?" Although the young man has a better mind than ordinary people, his knowledge is limited after all. He asked with some confusion: "Where is Lord Akroma's shield? Isn't that angel shield standing on the Victory Square?
What? And I heard from people that the holy remains of Lord Angel have been guarding the empire under the imperial capital——"
"Although the shield was retrieved by Lord Flame King, it is actually just a symbolic thing." The current prime minister shook his head: "For Lord Akroma, its most important weapon is its sword.
That’s why it’s called the angel holding the holy sword—as for the holy skeleton, it’s actually just a mutilated finger bone, not to mention useless.”
"Archangel Akroma," Brando suddenly thought of something and asked, "Archangel Akroma, is that the holy angel holding the holy sword, the golden flame angel Akroma?"
