Chapter 565: Blasphemy Ritual

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

"Very well, no opinion, right? ”

"Then you will hurry up and gather all the free believers of our Lord in Fort Alterana. ”

"Let them gather here to see me. ”

“......”

"I have brought with me the will of my Lord. ”

"He has given me a quick way to heal the wounds on the body of the priest of Mora!"

Sneering at the old priests and priestesses who had retreated in unison, the muse raised his hand to make a candle-holding priest turn into a distorted monster, and ordered as a matter of course.

"What?"

"My lord asked you to bring you a way to heal the priest of the Rapid Mora?"

The two priests, who still had jealousy in their eyes, heard the words of the muse, and after being startled, their faces could not help but show a little joy.

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

"Of course. ”

"The power of our Lord is boundless. ”

“......”

After answering rather sharply, the muse sharply raised his tone again,

"What are you still doing?"

"Get moving!"

“......”

"I'm not one to have the patience to wait!"

"Within an hour, I'm going to see everyone who can come. ”

"Otherwise, you will know how terrible my anger is!"

Before the old priest and priestess on the other side could react, he raised his hand again, and at the tip of his index finger, an extremely deep purple intent appeared.

"Be subject to your will, my lord's chosen people, great adjugators. ”

Seeing that the muse seemed to have the idea of making a direct move, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the two priests, and they hurriedly bowed their heads.

I have to say that the strength shown by the muse at this time is strong, but he is moody, and he may fight if he doesn't agree with him, which is really terrifying.

And for these Evil Moon Cultists, it is this kind of person who can quickly subdue them, not to mention that they should obey their orders, but at least they must not obey the yang and the yin!

That's why Muse did this!

"Huh. ”

Seeing the figures of the old priest and priestess disappear outside the door, the muse turned his gaze to the Cultist of the Evil Moon who had been kneeling beside him since the three priests appeared, and who had not dared to speak out in the aftermath.

"You, come here. ”

"Tell me about the situation at Fort Alterac at this time. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Say whatever you know, but be detailed!"

Unceremoniously occupying a richly decorated high-backed chair at the front of the hall covered with a cashmere blanket, most of the seats of the high-ranking people, Muse spoke lightly.

"Yes. ”

"Your Excellency Black Cool. ”

Hearing the muse's words, the Cultist of the Evil Moon trembled, and hurriedly got up, not even daring to raise his head, to his side, and began to speak.

"Now Fort Outalterac ......"

The muse listened silently, his face invisible, and at the same time secretly thought:

"The first step of the plan is here, and it has been basically completed. ”

"Taking advantage of the slumbering of the ancient evil creatures here, he infiltrated the station of the Evil Moon Cult in Fort Alterana, and with the power of the Evil Moon Breath, temporarily took over the evil Moon Cultists here. ”

"For this, even if it was almost half of the power that activated and consumed the Evil Moon's Breath just now, it was worth it!"

"Then we have to hurry. ”

“......”

"Hey, hey. ”

"A cure for ancient evils. ”

"I have it here, and it will work, and it will eventually achieve the desired effect. ”

"But when you do it, it's fun......"

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

Thinking about the next step that was about to be implemented, a sharp cold light flashed inexplicably in the muse's eyes, but it made the Evil Moon Cultist in front of him shudder when he peeked at him from the corner of his eye in the middle of the narrative, and he couldn't help but immediately retract his mind and concentrate on the situation in Fort Alterana.

......

In one of the deepest rooms beneath Alterac Castle, stood a woman in a tight leather coat that exuded a seductive and dangerous temperament.

She is none other than the Candle Priest of the Evil Moon Cult, Natalia.

At this time, both her temperament and her clothes had changed greatly, and she looked pious, holding a pure black crystal ball in her hand, and walked to a small altar that had already been transformed.

At the same time, the eighteen black-robed people standing around the altar in the six-pointed star position chanted incantations with distorted voices in unison.

With a distorted voice echoing through the underground room, the pure black crystal ball was placed on the altar, and immediately suspended in the air and rotated, and the next moment, a faint purple light emanated from the altar, reflecting on Natalia's crazy face.

"The great ceremony is about to begin!"

The shrill voice of the Evil Moon spell echoed through the dark halls, and she knelt down to the altar with white bones and entrails before rising.

"Let's get started. ”

Natalia said.

So, the black-robed men standing around the hall lit a fire and sprinkled a handful of purple and black powder into it.

The flames swelled suddenly, and a strange black-purple light escaped, filling the entire hall, and the already turbid air gradually filled with an indescribable smell.

Then, each of the black-robed men picked up the wooden barrels stacked in the corners, and each dipped a brush in the barrel, a viscous liquid made of the blood of several living beings, and painted on the limestone floor.

Natalia watched it all with satisfaction.

At this time, a man walked down the stairs that led to the upper floor.

"Are things ready, devout disciple of my lord, Priest Natalia?"

The comer asked in the tone of a superior person.

With the sound of the voice, the figure of the comer gradually became clear, it was the muse wearing a miserable white mask and a black robe.

"Almost ready, Lord Heikul, the ceremony is more than half done, and the feast can start on time. ”

She hung her head and didn't look at the muse.

"Go up and greet the believers of our Lord who have volunteered to be sacrificed, for it is an honor to be able to provide strength for the healing of Lord Mola Priest. ”

"They have the right to the last pleasures until they return to the kingdom of our Lord. ”

The muse waved his hand, but sent Natalia away.

"Yes, Your Excellency. ”

After motioning to the black-robed people around her to continue what she was doing, Natalia quickly walked towards the staircase leading to the upper floor, and her figure quickly disappeared.

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

Looking at everything in front of him, under the mask, the corners of the muse's mouth outlined a mocking smile.

Naturally, this was a blasphemous ritual that he had prepared in the name of treating the Priest of Mora.

And this ritual is called the "Feast of the Seven Sins"!