"Young master, it's your turn, please. ”

The gray-haired, neatly groomed old man bent his waist slightly, stretched out his hands to the right side of his body, and posed in an impeccable invitation pose that was in line with aristocratic etiquette.

At his finger was a circular altar with a diameter of a few feet.

There are six columns carved with demon totems at equal distances on the outer circle of the altar, and the demon totems are different from each other, with their heads outstretched and their eyes wide, as if they have great resentment.

On the ground, with the altar as the center of the circle, it continues to extend outward, and there are extremely fine blood lines.

The scarlet blood flowed into the altar as if falling into a bottomless abyss and vanished.

This formation is easily reminiscent of some of the evil things that frequently appear in mainland biographical novels—cruel black magic, terrifying curses, and strange reincarnation rituals......

As far as the old man looked at, the man he called "Young Master" was not afraid, but just lowered his head and looked at the floor, describing himself as sluggish as a marionette.

After a few seconds, as if he had reacted to calling himself, he slowly raised his head, revealing a handsome face.

Twelve or thirteen years old, no blemishes can be found on his delicate face, a high nose bridge, deep eyes, and eyebrows that are obliquely inserted into the sideburns......

Even elves who are famous for their beauty may not be as handsome as a teenager.

Somewhat regrettably, the left half of the boy's face was covered with a hideous grimace mask, which was not revealed.

However, this handsome young man is quite embarrassed at the moment:

The long black hair was tangled indiscriminately, the shoulder blades and limbs were pierced by black chains, the white robe was covered with dried dark red blood, and the limbs were bound with heavy handcuffs and leg irons, not like the "young master" in the old man's mouth, but more like a "criminal".

Ye Mo was detained all the way forward, his eyes wandering, no focus, like a walking corpse.

It wasn't until the old man said the word "please" that he raised his head slightly in a daze, and his attention was withdrawn little by little.

When Ye Mo really came back to his senses, the eyes of the old man opposite couldn't help but flash a trace of amazement.

The young man's delicate face had a cold expression, his deep eyes revealed maturity far beyond his age, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was smiling: "This is what he meant?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and naturally knew who the "he" that the "young master" Ye Mo was referring to, and he muttered for a few seconds before the old man shook his head: "Young master, you know that the patriarch can't ...... it."

"Huh!" Ye Mo sneered on the right half of his face, "No way, didn't he already make up his mind when I was born?"

"This ......" Looking at the young man's extremely cold eyes, the old man who was known as the city government was speechless for a while.

His inky eyes pierced him like a sharp knife into his heart, giving him the illusion that any lie in this world would be hidden under these cold eyes.

“....... Master, it's not too early, let's hit the road. ”

In the end, the old man did not answer the boy's question.

But Ye Mo already knew the answer he wanted.

"Heh, it's really his style, he is worthy of being the patriarch of the Augustinian family, and even his own son can do it, ruthless enough, ruthless enough!"

Ye Mo laughed, laughing a little crazy, tears flowed out, and the cold temperament of the past was no longer there.

But others don't know that this smile is ...... Soaked in sorrow.

I saw through the ruthless nature of "that person" early in the morning, why...... Does my heart still hurt a little?

The laughter gradually decreased, and Ye Mo's expression completely converged, but the coldness in his eyes became more and more prominent, and his indifferent and alienated temperament became more and more prominent, as if he was detached from the world.

At this moment, Ye Mo cut off a lot of disturbing emotions in his heart, no longer resentful, no longer sad, and he will not be disturbed by anyone in the future.

"Young Master...... Please hit the road!"

When the mood of the night silence gradually stabilized, the old man spoke again to urge.

As the words fell, Ye Mo clasped his two figures and exerted his strength, trying to forcibly take him to where he should go.

"I don't need your 'help', I'll go myself!"

Ye Mo said and waved his shoulders, and in the surprised eyes of the old man, he broke free from the restraints of the two and slowly walked towards the altar.

How is this possible? The old man's heart turned upside down, he knew very well the origin of the handcuffs and shackles on Ye Mo's body—made of deep sea mythril and mixed with a special magical metal.

After wearing it, even the heavenly powerhouses can't move easily, let alone Ye Mo, who hasn't even reached the palace level.

However, although the current teenager is also struggling to walk, he is making steady progress.

"Drip, drip......"

The wound where Ye Mo had been pierced by the chain crumbled, and blood dripped to the ground.

Each step leaves a blood-colored footprint in place.

But Ye Mo didn't stop at all after all, compared to what he had experienced in the past, what was this pain?

The altar was getting closer and closer, and Ye Mo inexplicably felt a sense of summoning in his heart, as if something was calling him.

"Perhaps, this is where I belong......" Ye Mo muttered in his heart.

He knew the origin of this altar - it was a precious object handed down from the founding of the Augustinian family, and it had only one purpose: to sacrifice to the abyss.

The abyss, the existence of endless mysteries.

The abyss sits at the bottom of the planes, through infinite planes, countless variations, reflecting all the ugliness, evil, and chaos of the collection, and with the myriad planes spiraling downward, it comes down to the ultimate in brutality.

Even the Augustine family, who was born in Yemo and is a first-class wealthy family in the Abyss camp, may not be able to truly glimpse the true face of the Abyss.

The Augustinians are a human family that is attached to the Abyss, and as a price for their dependence, the Augustinians have to sacrifice to the Abyss every once in a while in exchange for the protection of the Abyss.

Unfortunately, Yemo was one of the sacrifices of this sacrifice, the "outcast" chosen by the Augustinian family.

And the man who abandoned him was none other than his father, the patriarch of the Augustine family, Richard Augustine.

......

In his thoughts, Ye Mo was only one step away from the altar, and the unique cold aura of the abyss came to his face, and under the influence of this, the violent and angry emotions in Ye Mo's entire mind continued to rise.

He had a feeling that if he took one step further, he would never recover!

Ye Mo paused, and just when the old man thought that he was scared and wanted to regret it, he saw the latter turn his head, and a strange smile appeared on Qingjun's face.

"I've wanted to say it for a long time......" Ye Mo's smile was extremely bright, "Richard Augustine, you bastard who abandoned his wife and children, I can finally stop seeing your ugly face!"

After speaking, in the old man's convulsive eyes, he seemed to jump into the altar impatiently.

"Buzz!"

Almost at the same time that Ye Mo entered the altar, a cold aura surrounded him, and immediately his eyes were blurred, and the surrounding environment became blurred, and the altar and the old man outside ...... Everything is gone.

......

"Hmm....."

What awakened Ye Mo from his unconscious slumber was a sharp pain.

He felt like he had been ravaged by ten mammoths.

However, when he really woke up and saw everything in front of him, Ye Mo realized that compared to what he was experiencing in front of him, let alone being ravaged and trampled by a mammoth elephant, even being raped by a mammoth was a kind of happiness.

As far as the eye could see, the dusk was coming to an end, and the night was about to fall, and the field of vision was very narrow, and there were things like walls not far from him, and he should have been trapped in a small confined space.

There was no such thing as the extremely rich source power in the air, and the great difference in the environment made Ye Mo sure that he was far away from the Augustine family, and he was no longer even on the Twilight Continent!

This discovery made Ye Mo a little excited, but not the slightest surprise.

As early as the day he knew his fate more than ten years ago, Ye Mo began to consciously collect and watch ancient books and secret scrolls about sacrifices in the abyss.

And at this moment, he was not too surprised that he suddenly appeared in a completely unfamiliar space, because he had seen this description in the notes of a necromancer:

"The god of the underworld, what have I discovered?God, the tail of the two-headed flame dragon, the skull of the Blood Elf Emperor, the phalanges of the super-large giant......

Incredibly, the remains of these mythical creatures were piled up like wild flowers and weeds into a mountain.

It's hard to imagine how many years they've been dead, and the residual breath still makes me shiver.

There was another aura on them, and although this aura was extremely faint, it could not hide the necromancer's keen perception.

Damn! I remember! It's ...... Is it a deep ...... The source of all evil, the ultimate of evil.

Finished...... He's coming! He's noticing me......"

The note came to an abrupt end.

And the last half of the sentence is extremely sloppy, showing the incomparable panic of the noteholder.

Ye Mo had stumbled upon this note while looking up the materials, and had intended to throw it aside, but when he was looking through several other ancient books, he became more aware of the words in the notes.

Those ancient books were all found when Ye Mo was looking up the knowledge about sacrifice, and they mentioned the two-headed flame dragon, the blood elf emperor, and the super-large giant that appeared in the notes.

These mythical creatures are terrifyingly large and rarely seen in many planes, and almost every one of them is a well-known existence in the history books, leaving endless legends.

However, the heroic deeds of these mythical creatures are not described in those ancient books, but their bleak end is recorded:

In the 120,000th year of the Xiyue calendar, that is, one hundred and fifty thousand years ago, the Abraham family, which has now been promoted to the top gate of the abyss, once sacrificed a two-headed flame dragon to the abyss, and the Don Quixote family, which has been demoted to a second-rate family in the abyss, once presented a blood elf emperor to the abyss in the 270,000 years of the Xiyue calendar......

Many of the mythical creatures that appear in the necromancer's notes can be found in history, and they all have one thing in common—they were all sacrificed to the abyss.

They were sacrificed in different places, even in different eras, but the wreckage appeared in the same place.

From this, Yemo concludes that the Abyss has a specific place to eat, and that the sacrifices that are offered will be moved to a place where it is convenient for "him" to eat.

And this happens to be what Ye Mo is looking forward to the most, because this is his only chance to get rid of the Augustine family!

As long as you can escape the control of Richard Augustine, what if you throw yourself into the abyss?

...... Thoughts come back to reality.

How will the abyss enjoy the sacrifice?

In the past, Ye Mo didn't know, but now he has a realization:

A dozen or so insect-like creatures were wriggling around him, and some of them had even burrowed into his body along his wounds.

Inside and outside his body, those insects continued to eat away at his flesh and bones, bringing bursts of pain.

As a member of the Augustine family, Ye Mo can be regarded as half of the abyss's "native", but at this moment, he doesn't know any of the bugs on his body, except for a creature called the "Abyss Worm".

The Abyssal Worm is one of the most common creatures in the Abyss, easily recognizable, with a heavy ring-like shell protected by spikes on the outside of its soft body and rows of fangs in its mouth.

But Ye Mo took a closer look, and he had the illusion that his cognition had been subverted, if the ancient books he read in the family were well recorded, the smaller the Abyss Worm, the stronger the strength.

A normal abyssal worm is the size of a three-story building, which is equivalent to an ordinary first-order, that is, the most basic doorway level monk.

And in front of him, the abyss worm on his body is only the size of a palm, what level of monk is that equivalent to?

Status, Heavenly Position, and even higher galaxies?

This is terrible news!

You must know that in the main plane where many civilizations meet, the cultivation levels are uniformly divided into doorways, halls, statuses, heavenly positions, and galactic rivers..... and higher levels that still exist later, but are not accessible by Night Silence.

Each level is divided into four stages: after junior high school and at the peak.

It's been fifteen years since he was three years old, and Ye Mo is only in the late stage of the path, and fighting the abyss worm at least above the status is simply looking for death!

Not to mention that at this moment, it was not just the Abyss Worm that was attached to him and was sucking his bones and blood.

The brightly colored creatures that resemble spiders, and the creatures that resemble ants but have nine heads, etc., are all existences that Ye Mo can see at a glance that are much stronger than the abyss worms.

And that's not all...... Ye Mo lowered his head, his upper body was entangled in something that resembled a tentacle, and his back was pressed against something that resembled the touch of a wall, which made him unable to make any other movements except for the deviation of his head.

It stands to reason that tentacles don't exist on their own, so ...... Is it really a wall behind you?

Ye Mo felt a chill down his spine.