Further north along the Northland coastal corridor is a wild land. The cold-resistant woods and strange terrain have turned this place into a paradise for werewolves, ice bears and other creatures. There are even more powerful magical creatures wandering in this vast land.
The depths of the world, such as silver dragons, white dragons, frost giant lords, etc.
Therefore, although the roads to the Eastern Exiled Land were gradually opened up by adventurers of all ages and avoided the most dangerous areas, caravans and pedestrians walking on these roads will still encounter various attacks from time to time.
, giving the Northland a blood-like color of chaos, and it was called a paradise for outlaws.
During the Ice Moon, this area has long been covered in white. Even the dark green trees all year round are covered with pure white gauze. At a glance, there is no trace of color at all. If you stare at them for a long time, even
I can't open my eyes.
But on the road where the car marks were not covered by the sky full of snowflakes, groups of shocking blood were smeared. The swords, spears, giant hammers and other weapons that were randomly discarded showed that what happened here had happened.
Passed a fierce battle.
Follow the footprints on the ground, leave the avenue, and go straight to the north. You will see an endless virgin forest. Deep in the forest, there is a hidden gap leading to the ground. At the end of it is a rather wide
underground cave.
In the underground cave, torches were inserted into the stone walls, making the whole place brightly lit. However, the flames burning on these torches were extremely strange and pale, as if there was no warmth at all, no soul of their own, and a dead silence!
Pale light shone from the torches, illuminating the men in black robes prostrate on the ground in the cave, making them look eerie and terrifying.
The foreheads of these men in black robes are close to the ground. From the characteristics of the body and profile, it can be clearly judged that they are not all human beings. There are werewolves with long hair on their cheeks, orcs with various animal signs, and there are also frosts that occupy a large area.
giant……
They were motionless, like corpses. In the center of their worship was an altar made of white bones. A man in black robes with eyes that seemed to have pale flames stood in front of the altar, quietly watching each person exuding a strong aura of death.
Mysterious patterns, looking at the giant sickle placed on the altar that symbolizes the harvest of life.
"Birth means the beginning of death. That is the ending we can never avoid..."
The man in black robes suddenly raised his hands and chanted an inexplicable prayer loudly, and a ball of pale flame burning quietly rose above the altar.
"Birth means the beginning of death..."
The corpse-like men in black robes finally moved, and their bodies trembled slightly with a hoarse and booming voice.
The voice of the high priest at the front is mysterious, and the extreme fanaticism is manifested in extreme coldness: "Compared with the long time after death, life is short and meaningless. Only darkness, coldness and death are the eternal themes..."
"We will eventually decay. Only by entering the kingdom of death can our souls avoid slow death..."
The high priest's eyes gradually became empty: "Today we will offer sacrifices to our Lord, as well as our own lives, so that the soul can be supported and let it truly last forever!"
"I am willing to dedicate my life to the Lord in exchange for the support of my soul..." Those in black robes seemed to be hypnotized, and their voices were numb and did not rise or fall.
Hearing their answers, the high priest breathed a long sigh of relief. He sent another group of devout believers to the Lord so that the true meaning of death could be revealed. According to the "Soul Sacrifice" given to him by the Lord, such a self
As we get closer and closer to the Lord, we will get rid of our mortal bodies and souls and transform into true messengers of death.
When the time comes, you will have a double sublimation of life and soul, and become a powerful being comparable to legendary magicians and epic knights!
Thinking of this, he felt that the pale flame of death in his heart "burned" more intensely and strangely, faintly "burning" a vague world of death in his mind and around him, an extremely peaceful world filled with undead creatures.
"This is indeed a sign of getting closer to the Lord. I can already vaguely sense the great and sacred paradise of death. When my sense of it becomes extremely clear, it will be my chance to obtain essential transcendence!"
At this time, the sleeping humans around the altar woke up. Some of them were gorgeously dressed, and some were wearing leather armor. They were no different from the caravans walking on the trade roads in the North.
"What are you going to do?" Some people accused in panic.
"Damn robber, will you pay for attacking us?" Some people were still angry.
"Please, please let us go. All the goods and money belong to you, and killing us will be of no use to you." Some people sensed the abnormality from the weirdness around them and trembled all over.
The high priest raised his head, and pale flames definitely danced in his deep and dark eyes. When he saw these two flames, those humans were paralyzed and could no longer make a sound.
"Go to the middle of the altar and give your life to the Lord." The high priest made a flat, flat voice.
The faces of these merchants and mercenaries were extremely pale and full of fear, but they were completely unable to resist the high priest's order. They stood up like a man possessed and walked to the center of the altar involuntarily.
The man who was the first to walk to the pale flame trembled and picked up the black scythe. His eyes were full of fear, fear, despair and madness, but his hand was still unusually calm and he cut with the weightless scythe.
Throat.
A ferocious gash appeared on his throat, but not a drop of blood spurted out. The whole body quickly withered, and the skin wrinkled and turned into a mummy in a short time. And something transparent seemed to float out of his body and fell into the body.
In that "pale flame".
The pale flame suddenly grew a little taller, and the blade of the black sickle had a trace of deep red and almost black.
The high priest felt a kind of joy from the heart, which was an experience that surpassed any enjoyment. Even without improvement in strength and reward from the Lord, this kind of joy could make him eager to perform the ceremony.
The world of death that was faintly revealed in my mind and the surrounding space became a little clearer.
"My sublimation has gone one step further, and I am closer to the Lord..." The high priest groaned to himself, but no one in the entire underground cave paid attention to his gaffe.
Each of the sacrifices harvested their own lives, making the pale flames grow stronger, as if they were about to jump out of the altar.
"Come on, show your piety, life is short, death is eternal!" The high priest suddenly turned around and said with solemn worship.
The voices of the men in black robes changed and they said fervently: "I am willing to dedicate my life to the Lord in exchange for the support of my soul..."
This fanatical atmosphere made the Death Scythe seem to sense it, making a buzzing sound, flying from the altar and hovering on the ceiling of the underground cave.
"I am willing to dedicate my life to the Lord in exchange for the support of my soul!"
The men in black robes prayed in unison again, but it was no longer an answer, but a request from the heart.
The giant scythe with a crimson edge seemed to absorb all the light, turning the entire underground cave into darkness. Only the pale flame in the center was not affected.
The giant scythe fell suddenly and just fell into the pale flame. At this time, the bodies of those in black robes all shook, and their eyes lost all brilliance. It seemed that something important was sucked into the flame.
The pale flames expanded at once, flooding the entire underground cave, and the skin of the black-robed men began to rot, dark red flames jumped out of their eyes, and they turned into undead creatures in an instant!
The high priest became even more happy. He could no longer distinguish between the material world and the paradise of death. He only felt that his soul had been greatly sublimated.
"Great Lord of Death, please enjoy your sacrifice!" He shouted loudly. Undead creatures in the cave raised their arms, like a forest.
The pale flame suddenly shrank, condensed and condensed until it was only the size of a person, but an illusory door appeared in the center.
The door opened, and a monster wearing a black cloak appeared in the flames. Behind it was a plain where countless undead creatures roamed, and at its feet were palaces made of various bones.
This monster is like the incarnation of death, making it impossible to look directly at it, because it will immediately lose all vitality when it is seen. Fortunately, it cannot step out of this pale flame and cannot let death envelope the world.
The high priest felt that his soul was wandering, as if his essence had improved and he was even more unable to extricate himself.
"My strength has increased again! My soul has been sublimated again!"
The monster in a black cloak looked outside, and an abnormal fluctuation suddenly appeared in its pale and hollow eyes. Then, its body separated another self like looking in a mirror, but both of them only had half of the aura of the past.
Already.
The separated death monster suddenly burned with pale flames, swallowed itself up, and then became connected with the surrounding flames and altars.
Following the weird incantation sounds coming from the monster's remaining body, the flames rolled violently, condensing into the shape of a physical door, and gradually became rich in blood.
boom!
When the door appeared blurred, an unimaginable chaotic and murderous atmosphere was emitted. Then, a rare winter thunder sounded in the sky outside, and the entire cave began to vibrate violently, causing the entire vast land to shake.
The high priest suddenly found that his soul had been elevated to the extreme, and the world of death around him and in his mind was completely clear.
"Did I succeed?"
The ecstasy emerged in his heart, so he prepared to merge himself with the world of death and gain the legendary power. But at this moment, the world of death suddenly disappeared, turning into a ball of flesh that was pieced together with who knows how many eyes, heads, and hands and feet.
appeared in front of him.
After seeing this ball of flesh, the high priest felt that his soul had completely changed and his ability to think quickly disappeared.
"No!"
He finally let out a howl of anger and fear, and his body became grotesque, with thick black tentacles growing out.
In Kerswick, the capital of the Northland coastal corridor, the "Burning Lady" stood up and felt extreme evil and chaos emerging from the distance.
"Hercules, what happened?" She quickly contacted Hercules, the Lord of Qi.
Hercules, who was floating at the top of the magic tower, held a crystal ball and said solemnly: "The will of the abyss is trying to come. We must stop it immediately. I have already informed the council!"
This kind of thing requires at least a great arcanist to handle it, and Helen in Palmela's hut is guarding Arlinge - if the will of the abyss really comes, even if the injury is not healed, it will be an extremely terrifying thing.
There is no divine magic to fight back this time! And who knows whether he will self-destruct on a whim and destroy this northern land.