The word sacrifice is always a more appropriate word to use on others, and in the face of such an impassioned statement from the First Lord, the Mad King hesitated for a while, and finally had to compromise and say, "I hope to report this matter to the chief." ”

Obviously, there is a higher leader in the Cult of the Fallen God above the Lord, and judging from the Mad King's embarrassment and hesitation, it is obviously not as simple as a phone call to report this kind of matter to this leader.

Then the other two lords were silent for a while, and the first lord said in a slightly regretful tone: "Since you are in charge of the plan, then I will respect your choice. ”

After he had finished speaking, after another moment, the Mad King suddenly heard a voice, which did not come to his ears, but directly appeared in his mind.

"I know the situation, follow the original plan, don't let me down."

It was just such a short sentence, and it only took two seconds, but the mad king's whole body seemed to have been washed by water, sweat crawled all over his forehead, soaked his clothes, as if he had just wandered in front of the ghost gate.

"Divine grace is like a mountain, divine power is like a prison...", the mad king muttered in a low voice that suddenly became interfering, and there was still a lingering sense of fear in his heart, so he really didn't want to communicate with this leader if it wasn't particularly necessary.

It took him some time to calm his heartbeat and breathing before he said to the other two lords who were waiting for the results, "Chief, let us go as planned. ”

"In this way, there is nothing to say, just three demigods... I feel distressed..."The third lord sighed beside him, but this tone sounded more schadenfreude.

"It doesn't matter, as long as the plan succeeds, the demigods and the like will only exist in history." The First Lord still said impassionedly.

"But to make the three demigods, it depends on the means of the second lord." The third lord kindly reminded him again.

"Humph! Aren't the Black Flame Tattoos and Strength Marks for this kind of time? The Mad King replied coldly.

And just when the Fallen God Cult was forced to revise its plan like a frightened bird, and even decided to make the choice of a strong man breaking his wrist, Bai Yi, who was still on the way to join the students, obviously didn't expect that the opponent would think so much, and he didn't know how much shock the jumper monster he was about to shoot to death gave the enemy so much that it scared them like that.

He was still busy discussing with the Voidwalkers some clues he had gleaned from that altar to speculate on the intentions of his enemies.

"This altar makes me feel a lot of familiar flavors, very similar to the style of an old friend." The Demon Walker provided information again, "The runes drawn around, as well as the layout of the entire altar, are very similar to the handwriting of the Abyss Lord Moros, I have seen it a few times back then, although some details are not the same, and the functions may be different, but they have his obvious style. ”

"Moros is a notoriously cunning Lord of the Abyss, perhaps slightly inferior in power to Theaus, but more difficult and tricky, and he is not dismissive of human culture, but rather extremely important, having taken a large number of books from the hands of humans, kidnapped academic mages, and even places like the Gate of Mysteries have long harbored his spies."

"He once designed a sacrificial circle based on the science of human circles, as long as he can present the corresponding tribute, he will give the sacrificer the corresponding power, which seems to be an equivalent exchange? However, as long as the sacrificer fails to present more sacrifices after the contract, he will ruthlessly withdraw the power of the other party, and bring the other party's soul with him. ”

"So in order to survive, the sacrificers had to do even more crazy things to collect more sacrifices, but each sacrifice was more demanding than the previous one, and this formed a set of usury with unlimited interest, which would eventually be recovered by him with interest." Demon Walker finally said.

"Will anyone fall for such a stupid trap?" Bai Yi asked a little funny.

"The simpler the trap, the more effective it is, have you ever used Steam on Earth? Still haven't played a mobile game? The Demon Walker retorted with confidence, "Besides, there are always some people who are far more hungry and greedy for power than you can imagine, and it is only through the existence of these people that demons can always maintain their influence on humans." ”

Bai was also speechless by him...

"And the Leap Monsters, this guy was the first to notice their military value, and specially domesticated a batch. This kind of thing is a leap monster, although the combat power is strong after it is formed, but the physique is still too weak compared to other demons after all, it is difficult to grow, and it is difficult to control, no one has the patience to cultivate this kind of thing, like the one you met today, and the leap monster that can reach that strength comes and goes freely and lawlessly, and it must be no problem to be a lord in the endless abyss, and there is no reason to die for anyone, so if nothing else, that leap monster should have been domesticated by him since he was a child, This incident can basically be determined to have the involvement of this Abyss Lord. The demon added.

"Another Abyssal Lord? But this also answered a long-standing doubt in my mind. Bai Yi chewed on the Demon Walker's information and continued: "The Fallen God Cult can develop to such a stage under the nose of the church, it is obviously not enough to rely on demagogy, it is obviously supported by a huge national force behind it, and it must be a strong country. ”

"But whether it is in the North Continent on the East side, or here, they have not yet reached the point of doing whatever they want, which means that they have the support of other forces behind them, if it is a reigning Abyss Lord, not a half-dead character like Theous, it makes sense, and demagogic words to confuse the public are the devil's tricks."

"That's why there were so many demons involved in the attack on the academy in the first place, those who had some of the old divisions of Taous, but more of them were actually the minions of this Abyss Lord, right?" The apprentice suddenly remembered the attack on his academy, and he had not been able to recover until now, and his words were filled with sadness and anger as he saw that the name that had been passed down for so long was about to disappear.

"Tsk, for fickle demons, loyalty is just an ethereal concept, and rebellion is the eternal theme, how can there be such a thing as the old ministry? Taaous's men should have been absorbed by Moros after his defeat, and only then did they use the banner of Theaus to cover up people's eyes. The demon said with a sneer next to him.

"You think there's something about the Abyssal Lord Moros on this altar, but in my opinion, it's a bit like the other... Do you remember what happened to me in Miya's hometown? Bai Yi suddenly recalled something and diverted the topic again.

"At that time, I found out that a large piece of rune magic circle in Miya's hometown was just part of a complete set of super giant empire-level magic circles, and later reported the situation to the church, and then I didn't ask about it, judging from the lack of follow-up reaction, their arrangement should have been destroyed by the church, but now, they seem to have laid another set here."

"Wow! Is this to draw a national refining array and make the Philosopher's Stone? The alchemist suddenly said with some excitement, probably because he heard the words "sacrifice" and super giant made up his brain, right?

Are you the mad king a flask villain or a father? Why don't you say that he intends to use this circle to steal the truth and become a true God? Bai Yifu sneered.

"Don't play such an unpopular stalk, many people don't understand." The magician persuaded him next to him, probably because he understood, right?

And at this moment, the bard, who usually does not participate in such serious discussions, suddenly opened his mouth uncharacteristically, he carefully compared the information shared by Bai Yi with his own memories, separated a certain mark on the altar, and said: "This thing is the emblem of Darranth, the god of power!" ”

"Oh? Elaborate? "Bai Yi didn't expect this big gentleman to come in handy for normal use? Hurriedly asked.

"As we all know, in addition to the supreme and only true god of the Charismatic Cult, there are actually other gods, such as the god of war who has been in contact with the dog management hope, and the god of power is also a similar existence, and it is rumored that he is in charge of power, and the magic and fighting spirit of humans are actually granted by him."

"He also had believers and sects, but then he couldn't compete with the Divine Charism Cult and gradually died out, I learned about his existence from all kinds of ancient books I collected, and this pattern is the emblem that represents him." The bard had a rare point in getting down to business.

"You still collect ancient books? I thought you would only collect women's underwear. Someone complained next to him.

As a result, the bard suddenly jumped up as if he had been stepped on by his tail: "Look down on people less!" I'm a scholar anyway, and getting in touch with women is just my hobby, and most of them are attracted by my handsome appearance and profound knowledge. ”

"And to create those poems and narrative poems that can be played and sung, you must collect these things, to understand the lives of those historical figures, in order to write really moving things, I am a bard, not an Internet writer, I can't make it up out of thin air!"

Well, Bai Yi, who has exchanged memories with him, can confirm that his words are really from the bottom of his heart, not deceiving, this guy does have good achievements in the field of history and culture, if it weren't for his private life being too debauched, he would be a writer-level figure...