Scene Two Hundred and Ninety-Eight The Living Sacrificial Ceremony in the Valley
"No need," Frofa replied coldly: "You'd better not play tricks, otherwise you will definitely face more than just our anger."
"Haha," Akentu smiled nonchalantly: "Of course, Miss Frofa, success is king or defeat, in our world of demons, everything is based on strength. Now you represent the supreme master.
Will, I have to surrender to you, this is not a big deal in our opinion."
"Hmph." Frofa was noncommittal about Akentu's statement. Of course, she would not be stupid enough to believe him. She did not let down her guard at all, but she also took a few steps closer to Fang Qi, planning to carry him first as she was told.
Try entering the Realm of Stasis.
"You stay here, Akantu," she said: "That human will find here soon. You must stop him. This is the order of the Dragon of Dusk."
"I see"
"You'd better really understand that when this matter comes to an end, adults will consider your seal."
"...You must understand one thing. Your life and mine are given by adults. This trivial matter is not worth mentioning to adults. Moreover, the seal here surrounds the stagnant realm. When the stagnant realm is
Under the control of adults, do you think the seal itself will be stable?"
Akentu's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly: "Ah, of course I understand this. I didn't think well enough, Miss Frofa. I will give that damn human a good look, but I'm afraid I'm not him."
Opponent, after all, most of my strength is now contained within the seal..."
"It doesn't matter," Frofa glanced at the guy: "You just need to 'try your best.'" She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "try your best."
Of course, Frofa did not expect that this demon lord would really go all out. For these selfish and cunning creatures, they could only cause a little trouble for the human being.
Of course. That's enough for her.
Sure enough, Arkanto agreed without hesitation, but there was obviously no sincerity in the expressions of the two of them. Frofa knew what the other party was thinking, and confirmed that the other party at least did not dare to do so.
After the master made trouble in his plan, he and others walked towards the crystal ball in the center of the valley.
It seemed that just as the high-level demon lord said, the entrance to the Stagnation Realm did not reject them as before. Frofa slowly approached the beautiful sphere suspended in mid-air and carefully placed his hand on it.
But nothing happened next, she only felt the cold temperature from her palms.
"Bring him here."
She ordered to her companions.
Immediately, someone dragged Fang Qi over, who was like a piece of wood. The tall dragon looked like a member of the Blue Dragon or Qinglong lineage. He grabbed Fang Qi's right hand and pressed it against the crystal.
on the ball.
And it was at this moment that a miracle happened.
The entire crystal ball suspended in mid-air became obviously brighter, and the scenes that were originally inside the crystal ball emerged. Fang Qi's hand was floating outside the crystal ball. At this moment, it was passing through these scenes and disappeared at the other end.
"This is a portal, yes." The blue dragon nodded to Frofa.
"Take his hand back."
The blue dragon did as he was told, then looked up at the changes in the crystal ball. After confirming that nothing had changed, he said: "The portal is in a maintained state."
"You go in first, Hatsiloa. If you can come back, we will wait for you for five minutes."
"This should be a one-way portal. Its exit shouldn't be here, Frofa."
"It doesn't matter." Frofa replied nonchalantly: "Just to be on the safe side."
The blue dragon nodded and jumped into the portal on the surface of the crystal ball. After a while, the scene on the surface of the crystal ball shook and then returned to calm.
"Can you come back, Hatsiloa?" Frofa asked.
But there was obviously no response from the other end of the crystal ball.
"How is this going?"
Frofa turned back and glanced at Arkanto. The Lord of Purgatory only responded with a slight smile.
"As you can see, Miss Frofa, this is a one-way portal. You dragons must understand this kind of law better than we do. You can't expect sound to penetrate the distance between the two planes. Only if you don't understand
Would a legal person based on the principles of time and space think that the distance between the two sections of the portal is only a few millimeters?"
Frofa knew that she would not get the real answer. However, she also understood that at this time, she could only choose to believe in this hateful 'alliance'.
Fortunately, she at least understood that the other party at least did not dare to betray their common master.
She turned her gaze back and entered the portal.
Akentu watched silently as the last dragon entered the portal. When he was sure that there was no outsider in the valley, the demon lord let out a sigh of relief.
"Stupid lizard," it grinned and said with a weird smile: "Without me, you think you can enter the realm of stagnation alone? What a wishful thinking. Ha, I wish you a happy journey!"
After saying that, the high-level demon looked around carefully, as if he was afraid that his words would be leaked, and then the clone gradually disappeared into the valley.
…
Brando looked at the corpses lying in front of him. These people were wearing typical black missionary robes, with red piping embroidered on the cuffs and corners of the robes, and sheep's head-shaped pins on the collars. Obviously, these people were all sheep heads.
Believers, and not ordinary believers, are the core beings of this sect and are the upper echelons of the Sheep Headed Religion.
This place is in a valley, and the corpses of hundreds of Yangshou believers are piled up in layers at the bottom of the valley. Huang Huo and Mr. Liu discovered several traces of sacrificial rituals. The scene was in a mess, with blood flowing.
into a river.
Obviously, most of these people died of suicide: the sheep-headed cultists used a hook-shaped dagger to stab the blade diagonally into the heart from five points below the throat. The venom on the blade will be in their nerve venom.
They maintain their consciousness until their blood dries out. It is said that in such a death, mortals will experience the most terrible pain in the world.
Pain is the nourishment of the devil, just like the accompanying fear and regret. Only such a method of death can maximize the meaning of the living sacrifice, and this is a 'noble' act of martyrdom in the core teachings of the Goat Head Cult.
However, Brando understands that this kind of martyrdom activity rarely occurs among the upper echelons of cult churches, because even demons need capable assistants. Of course, they cannot let their confidants who have finally cultivated become living sacrifices.
.
Anyway, whether they are the Black Fire Cultists, the Sheep Head Cultists or the Silver Serpents operating in the south of the White Mountains, all the cultists who are involved with the devil include middle- and lower-class believers, as well as the innocent lives they plunder.
Some were living sacrifices.
But there are always exceptions to everything. When the devil needs it, even the highest-ranking Sheephead cultists will sacrifice their lives for their master without hesitation.
Just like right now.
Although Brando did not have time to stay here for a long time, he could see where he could see that almost all of the people who died here were middle- and upper-class members of the Sheep-Headed Cult. These people should be the sheep brought here by Akentu.
First Cultist, it seems that the Lord of Purgatory is in urgent need of borrowing living sacrifices to gain strength, even at the expense of his own henchmen.
"Have you found any survivors?" He turned around and asked the prime minister Qianjin who came from a distance: "It is impossible for everyone to be martyred in such a large-scale sacrificial activity. There will always be some people who stay to check whether there are any fishermen and fishermen in troubled waters.
Execute those cowards who have no courage. And the person conducting the ceremony cannot be dead, they must be nearby."
"It's difficult," Aloz replied from the side: "These people may have fled far away. Besides, if Frofa and the others passed by here, it is unlikely that they would be left alive."
"Miss Frofa and the others should have passed through this valley from the sky. The valley was concealed by magic. Without paying attention, it is difficult to find out that there is another mystery below." Brando replied: "There are only dead people here. For
The undead ones in Madara have the most sensitive sense of smell of the dead, but there are no undead here, only living creatures can easily attract their attention."
Aloz closed her mouth when she heard this. She understood that Brando was right. If they had not relied on Delphine to find their way, they had to move between the valleys, otherwise they would not have discovered the valley here.
Akentu set up a scene of a living sacrifice ceremony on this ultimate road, which obviously had some agenda.
"I think we should catch up quickly," the little female dragon said anxiously: "Instead of looking for the reason here, Akentu may use these people to create the mental fog that deceives our perception. Don't you also
Have you ever told me, Brando, that demons need the power of living sacrifices to create spiritual fog."
"But it doesn't need so much," Brando replied: "Arkentu has sacrificed so many high-level believers. I'm curious why it urgently needs such a huge power?"
"That's why we should hurry up," Aloz said with a frown, "otherwise I doubt that guy Fang Qi will be alive to see us."
Brando shook his head silently after hearing this.
He slowly walked through the mountain of corpses and the sea of bones, looking towards the other side of the valley. He felt from the beginning that this matter was not that simple, and now this feeling became stronger. A good game player always
He instinctively trusts his own intuition, and he naturally does the same.
Not to mention, both the experience in the elemental realm and Arkanto's strange whereabouts all prove this. This demon obviously has other intentions.
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