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Scene 280 Arkanto's Plan

The wind carried a fishy and salty smell, like sea breeze. Then she heard the sound of mountains roaring and tsunami. The sound was so familiar, it was the echo of the battlefield.

She opened her eyes and saw that she was standing on a hill. As far as the eye could see, there were banners, spears and knights in bright armor all over the mountains and plains.

"Captain," Medisa saw the swordsman with the silver mask bowing in front of her and saluting her, and said to herself in a mechanical tone: "Everything is ready, let us march towards the Holy City.

Let the enemies attack."

The knights all turned their eyes in this direction.



"These damn human bugs!" The rumbling roar echoed repeatedly in the void. The image of Akon, the King of Purgatory, woke up from a nightmare, suddenly opened his eyes, and his red forehead was covered with

Thin blood-red sweat beads, "Ah!" It suddenly shrank into a ball and let out a shrill scream.

"I'm going to kill you!"

After another angry roar, the void was shrouded in blood-red lightning, as if the whole world was trembling under this fury. It took about five or six minutes before everything returned to calm.

After the lightning dissipated, the demon lord's strong body was revealed again. The monster was breathing heavily. When it raised its head again, the blood-red eyes in its pupils had disappeared, leaving only a void-like darkness.

.

Although the projection in Taoqik only inherited part of its power, it took countless time to create these clones under the seal, and it felt the fear and pain caused by the death of the projection, and the strength of it

The backlash almost killed it.

Akentu gritted his teeth, but quickly calmed down. The human young man was surprisingly strong, although he was not sure whether he was a young man, because after entering the realm of saints, appearance is no longer a criterion for judging a person's age.

.As for its projection, although there are still two hiding in the green sea, they pose no threat to the 'young man' except for death.

Of course, it still has many believers, those sheep-headed believers, but they are just cannon fodder ants.

"I will imprison that damn human soul forever and let him be tortured forever under the scorching river." Akentu looked at the cage that had imprisoned him for thousands of years indifferently: "I will have a chance.

Listen carefully to his pleas."

The scene in the void changed in his field of vision. Then he saw a boundless sea. In the deep sea water, there was a string of island chains like pearls.

On Denona Island, the priests of the Goat-Headed Cult are praying. The island is overrun with demons. As early as around the year of Lin Ying, a group of Goat-Headed Cultists came here to build a temple to worship Akentu. The cultists

People were kidnapped from the mainland and established villages, ports and other settlements here. On the one hand, they needed the population to serve themselves. On the other hand, they needed to live as sacrifices and develop believers.

That was half a century ago. Now these islands have been completely controlled by the Sheep-Headed Cultists. The undead have no fishing industry in the hinterland of Madala. Therefore, in addition to fixed trade routes, there are no fisheries on the Green Sea all year round.

There were few ships in sight, and few people knew what was happening on this island.

As for the crew members on the ships that accidentally entered this place due to storms or other reasons, they were either kidnapped and became cultists, or most likely they became sacrifices in some living sacrifice ceremony.

On the main island of this archipelago, there is the most magnificent temple. In the center of the temple stands the icon of Arkentu. However, although the devil's sculpture is tall and majestic, it does not have much sacred meaning. The twisted and knotted figure

The muscular lines and long horns, the ghastly face and the burrs on the hooves of the lower body all give people a feeling of gloom and depression.

There were a few rare tallow candles burning in the hall, and the dim light aggravated the feeling. The priests in black robes all lowered their heads and prayed to their master. After a moment, a huge pressure came.

Arriving at this great hall.

"Lando, my servant. Is it you who is calling me?"

A majestic and shrill voice rang out in the hall, making everyone's ears buzz. Hearing this sound, all the believers in the hall fell to the ground, and the leading priest hurriedly answered

road:

"Yes, my respected master."

"You better have a reason." Akentu said in a bad tone.

"Master, I will report to you the progress of the ceremony. We have found the third sealing circle, but more sacrifices are needed to destroy the circle. Almost the entire population of the island has been organized together, but there are gaps

It's still quite big, but I expect it will be about two months, three months at the most, before we can get enough replacements from Tauchik."

Arkentu snorted coldly upon hearing this, obviously very dissatisfied with the efficiency of his servants.

Cold sweat suddenly broke down on Lando's forehead. He could tell that his demon master was obviously not in a good mood. If the next words could not satisfy him, even if he did not lose his life, he was afraid that the rest of the days would be miserable.

It will be very sad.

He stammered quickly and said: "Dear Master, there is one more thing."

"explain."

"A ship broke into our waters. Yesterday, our patrol ship observed the ship outside the Green Sea. It seemed to be heading towards us."

"Isn't it just right? The crew members on the ship can be used as living sacrifices, and you want to waste my time on such a trivial matter?" Atuken said disdainfully.

"No, no, I would never dare to do this. My respected master, it's just..."

"Stop talking nonsense and stop hesitating."

Lando was startled and quickly replied: "The ship seems to be one of our own. There is the emblem of the church on the sail, but there is no command flag. The ship seems to have come from the Tauchik route.

.”

"Taoqike?" Akentu's eyes flashed: "Didn't you have contact with them?"

"This..." Lando was sweating profusely, "My respected master, it's like this. I have ordered the patrol fleet to stop them, but those idiots who were not doing things well, hundreds of them were defeated by just a few people.

.”

"Why, is there a powerful character on the ship?"

"It's like this, dear master, there are a few young people on that boat, it's very difficult..."

Akentu pondered for a moment and asked: "Is it a human? A Jiufeng people, a Cruz person or a dark noble from Madara?"

"It's not the dark nobles of Madara, my respected master, there are several Jiufeng people among them,... there seems to be an Eruin person."

Arkentu closed his dark and empty eyes, then opened them again, already guessing who these uninvited guests were.

Are these people coming for it? It first felt a little panic. Of course, if it were its true form, it would not be afraid of Brando, but it was obviously not in its current half-dead state. Its projection would not be able to do anything in such a level of battle.

It can't play any role. If the opponent's target is it, it will be at its weakest moment, which makes it difficult for it not to panic.

But then it calmed down and realized that this possibility was very small. Its seal had not been completely opened, and it was impossible for the other party to harm it through the seal. The Buga people and the gods who sealed it at the beginning did not have this ability.

Not to mention the frail mortals of this era.

But could the other party be here to strengthen the seal? It doesn't look like it, Arkanto thought. He didn't see a wizard or similar character among the group of people, and besides, they were accompanied by a dragon.

A dragon, this thought alarmed Arkentu, and he immediately realized that he might have found the truth of the matter, and that the other party was heading towards the realm of stagnation.

"So that's it." It thought to itself, while dark thoughts were swirling in its mind. A moment ago, it had not panicked whether the other party was coming for itself, but at this moment, it began to sense the hidden opportunities here.

"Very good," Akentu murmured to himself in the void: "Maybe I can use this opportunity to achieve what I want, damn human bugs, you will regret your actions, if I succeed

, I will reward you well."

It especially emphasizes the pronunciation of the last few words.

In the hall, Lando strangely found that the pressure on the 'Icon' had disappeared. Apparently, their demon master had left. However, this made the priest feel a little confused. What should he do?

What? The respected master left without saying a word without giving an order. Is it because he was extremely dissatisfied with what he did? But it didn’t look like it. In his understanding, this Lord of Purgatory

He is not a patient master. If he says something wrong, he may be punished on the spot with a punishment worse than death.

But what is the situation now? Not only Lando, but all the sheep-headed believers in the hall were confused. Someone asked in a low voice: "What should we do next, priest?"

"This..." Lando wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hesitated: "It seems that the respected master is quite dissatisfied with us. We must not let that boat go deep into the Green Sea. We must stop them immediately.

"

"No!" The sharp voice in the void rang again, interrupting Lando: "You idiot, let them in."

"Dear Master, I don't quite understand..."

"You don't need to understand," Arkentu replied coldly: "Go and complete your living sacrifice ceremony."

"But……"

"No but, do as I say."

The sharp sound disappeared in the hall once again, leaving only a group of sheep-headed believers looking at each other.

…(To be continued.) Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotian.net


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