At the heart of the Gate of Sorrow is a series of inner fort buildings, with pure black walls and streets, faintly engraved with spell lines, giving people a sense of solemnity.

But now it had been swallowed up by the plague mist, and a faint light shone on the darkening inner fort, and a little white and cold moonlight seeped into the surface of the building like a mist.

Tucci crawled out of the damp sewer entrance, his hair already soaking wet, and he couldn't handle his filth, which was a hidden trace. His close relatives don't clean their bodies alone, except in the rain or in the face of a stream.

Cautiously sneaking down the narrow streets to the Inner Fort, Tucci looked at the square buildings in his field of vision, similar to the Noxian style, devoid of beauty, far inferior to his own kingdom of scraps.

"Is that the Legion Mage Tower at the Gate of Sorrows?" Tucci's frenzied eyes reflected a majestic tower, a pale purple glow at the top of the tower, and faint ripples of energy permeated the plague mist. "Is there anyone there who is still holding out?"

According to the map excavated in Harriman Castle, it is indeed the Legion Mage Tower marked on the map, which is different from the ordinary Mage Tower, which is a mage tower dedicated to war, and the Legion Mage lives in it.

The mage tower's gate was open, and some nails embedded in gems were nailed to the outside, and the exterior was sturdy, shimmering with dim spell fluctuations, as if someone had triggered the spell of the engraving.

As he approached the tower, Tucci had already pretended to be an ignorant plague rat, running back and forth in a hurry, hurry, and bewilderment, and then running into the tower at the right time.

Behind the door was a hallway, and on the left and right sides of the corridor were dense rooms, brightly lit by magical lights, and some red and black blood stained the corners of the ground.

"I've found my goal." Tucci whispered, as if he had discovered something interesting, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "I want to know what it is." "Are you planning something?

Through the hallway, Tucci officially entered the interior of the Mage Tower, where crystal magic lamps like works of art dotted the walls around, and strangely, the spilled light was not bright yellow, but deep blood red.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

As he entered, the crimson candles slowly spontaneously combusted, one after the other, densely surrounding the inner rotunda, releasing a faint red mist.

Looking closely, Tucci found that the flames of all the candles were different, some of the flames were curved, some were straight, and some even floated in the air, as if suddenly, he saw the souls struggling in the flames, the souls in each candle were different, and the shape of the flames that created the candles was strangely different.

"This is a circle?" Tucci, who is active in the sewers of Zuan, has seen too much human darkness, and at the same time, he has also seen the rune circles plotted by the mages to destroy the corpses, which looks similar to the one in front of him. What's in front of you is more complicated.

A few steps forward, he wanted to look more closely, but his expression changed suddenly, his body seemed to touch some invisible barrier, and then entered the inner hall of the mage tower.

Subconsciously moving his nostrils, Tucci smelled an incomparably bloody smell, which he couldn't smell in the corridor, it should be limited by the circle's own functions, and then his vision changed.

The rotunda surrounded by red candles remained unchanged, but the center of the hall was directly hollowed out, and the hole dozens of meters wide was reflected in the pupils, as well as countless human corpses flowing with red blood.

No, the human soldiers at the top still had a breath, their pale faces were full of fear, they were lying weakly on the corpses, and below was a hole that was not many meters deep, between breaths, viscous blood entered the lungs along the nostrils and mouths, and then uncontrollably entered the state of suffocation, the pupils quickly dilated, and the breath of life and soul dissipated at the same time.

"Damn, it's a bloody sacrifice." Tucci's mood swings as he recalls the knowledge information he had seen the day before yesterday.

Every summoned hero, Modrian and Valoran Lord, will carefully prepare the knowledge that must be learned in the Karadimos Continent, especially the knowledge related to the Bottomless Abyss is the most important, because Valoran Territory has dealt with the Bottomless Abyss too many times, and the painful memories of Limontanlu have not been forgotten.

"Sacrifice the life and soul of the sacrifice in exchange for the personal attention of the gods." Tucci looked at the huge cave in front of him, his expression extremely solemn, no wonder he didn't see a large gathering of plague armies inside the fortress.

It turned out that the living were buried here, and the previous scene of the plague legion should have been deliberately exposed, so how many human soldiers' lives and souls were sacrificed in front of the bloody sacrifice? He couldn't sense it, there were too many of them.

"Hey, someone has entered the sacrificial circle?" A voice of confusion rang out from the top of the ring-shaped mage tower, and a crimson bat hanging upside down opened its crimson eyes, and a sense of fatigue emerged. "It turned out to be a plague rat." He saw the sewage-stained Tucci next to the circle, and immediately stopped paying attention.

The sewer system of this human fortress is indeed inhabited by a group of foul-smelling plague rats, and it is also because of the existence of these beasts that the fall of the fortress is much easier, after all, the pollution of water sources is the most serious pollution.

Gantias looked down at the mouth of the crimson cave infused with human blood, his eyes widened slightly, the defeat of Edalas City did not affect him, and after breaking the seal, his strength was restored in recuperation, especially the fortress has a lot of delicious human blood, and in general, he has recovered well.

"Is it almost over? It seems that the sacrifice is about to succeed, and then my mission will also be over. "One of the responsibilities of Gantias to stop in the main material plane is to be optimistic about the bloody sacrifice established with the abyss passage as the core in front of him, in order to make ..........

Poof!

The red mist exploded, and the blood-colored wings fanned the crimson flame candles, and Gantias left his upside-down position, for some reason, he just had a terrifying sense of danger from the depths of his soul, and then instantly launched the blood mist spell.

"What's going on? Why is there danger here, but I have placed a lot of vigilance spells outside to get rid of the plague rat........... Wait, that plague rat? Gantias realized something, and when he went to look for the plague rat again, he couldn't find any of them.

A spiritual storm swept through the black inner fort, still finding nothing, at this time Gantias's face changed slightly, as a vampire who had been embedded in a stake for countless years, he had some unique habits, such as liking to memorize the soul breath of any creature he just met.

It's just that a few dozen seconds or a minute ago, he obviously saw the plague rat appear in front of him, but why did it disappear, and he couldn't even detect the tiny soul breath?

"It's been found here." Gantias looked extremely embarrassed, the plague rat was not simple, he seemed to have been brushed. "Did you think you escaped, though?" He looked at all the human soldiers who were breathing, his eyes flashing with a cold and murderous intent.

"The bloody sacrifice has been completed, you can't escape, the guy from Valoran Territory!"

"The great god of the abomination plague himself watched what happened!"