In the memory of the inheritance, the first generation of degraded star seekers fled underground to escape the slaughter of Candusreta. Therefore, it has become the deepest shadow in their hearts.

Hadilis was right, and now was a good time to recuperate.

The three of them found a rock to hide their shapes and sat down, and Eslena closed her eyes and slowly regained her magic. Iluri acted as a sentinel, vigilantly watching the movements around her.

Hadilys silently fiddled with the secret of the stars, and she couldn't do anything along the way, which made her feel a little frustrated. It is unclear how powerful the resentment aggregate in the temple is.

But she understands that the key lies in the secret of the stars.

Only the power of the Star Secret can bind the resentment aggregate.

In my memory, I worked hard to check the astrological chart on the secret of the stars, and one of the star charts on one side was transformed by the prophet, and a star ring could be unleashed by the power of restraint.

However, the power of the stars in the secret of the stars is limited, and there may only be one chance.

She has to be foolproof.

The atmosphere was quiet, but everyone's heart was not at peace. After the magic power was restored, the three of them gave each other encouraging glances and continued to walk forward.

"Hadilis, can you be sure that the rift leads to the Brilliant Courtyard?"

Bypassing the lava lake, four or five radial rifts appeared in front of me, each of which was deep and winding, with no end in sight.

"That's the direction. ”

Hadilith pointed to a chasm in the center, carefully holding the Secret of the Stars in her palm. At the end of the rift is the zone where the Aggregate of Resentment lingers, and it can appear at any moment.

"How far is it?" Illuri re-entered the rift with concern on her face, meaning that the deterrent power of the remains of Candusosreta was beginning to wane, and the lair of the degraded began to grow.

The longer the rift, the greater the danger.

"About half the way through the rift when we came. ”

Hadilith stepped forward, her eyes fixed intently ahead. Eslena and Iruli step into a treacherous rift, left and right.

It's still as monotonous as when it came, and it's the same tense mind. The dark rocks, the green cracks, the growing number of nests, and the smell of danger permeate everywhere.

In the Rift, the concept of time becomes extremely blurred.

I don't know how long I walked, but I only knew that the rock walls on both sides continued to shrink, and finally formed a narrow valley with a width of only three or four meters. The lair of the degraded is close at hand.

Their steps became extremely slow, almost one step at a time, trying not to make any movement.

The degraded have an extremely sensitive sense of hearing, and once one of them starts roaring, the entire rift will be flooded out.

In the end, there is no danger.

The moment they stepped out of the rift, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, and turned their heads to look back at the rift, still with lingering palpitations. It felt like I had just walked across a single-plank bridge that was on the verge of collapse.

The view widened, and a huge ruin appeared in the distance, with huge thick columns, heavy stone walls, and several tall arched gates.

Brilliant courtyard.

A place where the star-seekers of yesteryear gathered to celebrate the festival.

Now, only the ruins remain, lonely and desolate.

"According to Karadir's memory? The soul that Candusosreta escaped from the soul crucible? It became a vague aggregate of resentment. Just wander along the Avenue of Fame leading to the temple. ”

"I wish there were no degraded people in the courtyard. The tension of crossing the canyon caused a fine layer of cold sweat to ooze from Iruli's forehead, and she gently rolled up her sleeves to wipe it while praying.

No one to talk to? Because they all know that it's unlikely.

"Let me scout first. ”

Many of the arches of the courtyard had collapsed, and the piled up of rubble had formed hills, severely obscuring the view. Eslena had to expend some of her magic to cast her star vision.

As the perspective rises into the sky, Eslena is amazed by the sheer scale of the glittering courtyard. Two crisscrossing avenues are faintly visible in the middle of the courtyard, each more than a kilometer long. On both sides are stone houses similar to living quarters, with a uniform style, and if they had not collapsed, they should have been neatly arranged on both sides of the avenue.

In addition to the living quarters, there are also patches of barren open spaces. Presumably, it should be a public place such as a garden or square.

Suddenly, Esrena's heart tightened, and she saw a convergence of resentment!

It was a giant surging with green light, almost as tall as the uncollapsed city gate, and it looked disembodied, except for a large looming phantus, condensed at the top into a terrifying snake head, with two green wings behind it.

The snake's head was hideous and terrifying, almost identical to the skull they had seen in the magma lake.

Especially the eyes, two columns, twelve.

Resentment Aggregate!

The location is on Center Boulevard, in front of a tall half-collapsed building.

It's not static.

Instead, they kept walking along the avenue, moving slowly, as if searching for something.

Soon, Eslena understood what it was looking for!

On the side of the avenue, in what resembles a small manor, layers of shriveled corpses have piled up into a veritable mountain of corpses. A dozen huge, four-legged creeping degenerates cringed and crouched on the ground.

As the resentment aggregate turned into the courtyard, the degenerate immediately let out a terrible roar, a terrifying roar of fear.

Then, she saw a gash open from beneath the compound eye of the resentment aggregate, spewing out bundles of spider-silk light around the degenerate.

The degenerate's body shriveled down at a rate visible to the naked eye until it turned into a dried corpse.

During this period, the degenerate were as if they were immobilized, without any resistance.

After devouring all the degraded with a face, the resentment aggregate swaggered away from the corpse mountain and continued to wander the streets.

When Eslena pressed the horror in her heart, she recounted it in detail.

Hadilis fell into deep thought, and after a long moment said, "The Resentment Aggregate is only a part of the soul of Candusreta, and in Karadir's impression, it is incomplete, with only one obsession, which is to prevent the Prophet from stepping into the temple, finding runestones, and restarting the soul furnace. ”

In the same way, it does not exist forever and requires the consumption of evil energy. The source of the evil power is the corrosive power of Candusreta. ”

"In the final judgment of the Prophet, the Resentment Aggregate needs to periodically hunt the degenerate in the Rift to replenish the depleted energy. But strange is strange here. When a degenerate encounters a resentment aggregate and has no choice but to escape, how can they take the initiative to die?"

"I read that right. Eslena nodded: "The mountain of corpses piled up in that small garden, in the thousands. The devoured degenerate do not seem to be limited by any power, but in the face of death, there is no resistance. ”

Hadilith frowned, "This doesn't make sense. It must have been in the course of a long time that something had changed, something that even the prophets had never anticipated. ”

"Wait. Iluri interjected, "Do you think that the scene described by Rena is very similar to a kind of active sacrifice? For example, a vulnerable group is absolutely oppressed by a powerful individual. When you can't get rid of your tragic fate, you choose to take the initiative to sacrifice your companions in exchange for the safety of others?"

"There are indeed cult rituals!" Hadilys nodded heavily, "Some individuals have been chosen to be sacrificed to the evil gods first, in exchange for power, or in exchange for forgiveness. ”

Eslena shook her head, "You're right. But I remember that in your description, the degraded star seeker's intelligence has also degenerated, like a beast. Is it possible for them to develop such rituals on their own?"

Hadilys hesitated, "In fact, Karadir's knowledge of the degenerate is limited. They hide in the intricacies of underground caverns, and even Karadir has nothing to do. All her conclusions are based on captured degenerates. The exact number of degraded populations and whether there are other mutations are inconclusive. ”

Eslena's heart sank: "You mean, it is possible that there are highly intelligent beings among the degenerate?"