(Girls' Literature) Homeland Continent, Far South, Seaside Forest.

In a small clearing in this forest, a man looked at the fire in front of him in a daze, and he thought thoughtfully. And there was a pile of flesh and blood next to his feet, and if you looked closely, it was the flesh and blood of a human girl.

"The Sect Master is dead!! The Olvia Sect Master who had been dormant for a long time was actually dead!! ”

The man pincered the human flesh from the ground and prepared to throw it into the campfire, hoping to continue the prophecy.

"Master? What Sect Master? A voice came from not far away.

The man was taken aback, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and look at the place where the sound was coming from, but a slender green flame shot through his shoulder with lightning speed.

There was a sharp pain and burning sensation in the man's shoulder, causing the pliers in his hand to fall to the ground.

Then, he felt his neck being grabbed fiercely, and there was a slight coolness.

And he felt the man's palm as cold as a reptile and covered in scales.

"The Reward of the Old Gods?? No, no!! This is a trick that only Sect Master Olivia can do! ”

"Hey, let me ask you again, what's going on with that sect leader you're talking about." A deep male voice came from behind him.

A cold wind blew through the trees, dead leaves rattled, and cold sweat dripped down the black-scaled palms.

Silent, he swallowed a mouthful of spit from the man who was subdued from behind.

Behind him stood an old gentleman in his fifties, with neat and spotless hair, and on his shoulder stood a little white dragon already the size of a young eagle.

This man was none other than the black dragon Piert Ozouye, who had traveled all the way south, and he glanced at the fragments of human bodies around the campfire, and his heart was agitated.

He immediately stretched out his other hand and directly tore off the forearm of the underground cultist in front of him, the one who had just used the pliers to pick up the pieces of the human body.

"Answer me, what is the sect leader?"

The cultist was sweating in pain, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

"The evil ritual you're using now is called the Rite of the Old Gods, and it requires the flesh and blood of a human maiden or an elven maiden and a bonfire to complete this ritual."

"You...... Why do you know?!! ”

"Hmph." The black dragon Osuya snorted coldly. "You're hiding it very secretly! The secret societies that practice this ritual may have existed longer than the human Holy See. ”

"The Holy See of Humanity?! You're not human?! The congregation began to speak.

"Nightmare!" Black Dragon Piert Ausuyer whispered. He didn't want to use this trick on this human in the first place, if it was an ordinary human trick, he would definitely die in a short time.

Time was too limited, and Pearct Ozouer didn't know how much he could ask.

The disciple's pupils gradually dilated, and his mind was gradually controlled by this move.

"Human, I ask you, what is your secret society called?!"

"Worship the dragon will ......," the cultist said a few words slowly.

“...... Ha?! The black dragon Peert Osuyer was stunned, and if he drank water, he would definitely squirt it out.

“....... This is just our name in name and a misreading by the Holy See. Our real name is the Resurrector of the Old Gods. The cultist's eyelids closed a few times, and they were about to close.

"Go on, hurry up and tell me your details!"

"Our upper guilds all have dark crystal crests carved with dragons' heads, the church has seized them before, and they think we worship dragons. They didn't know the existence of the Old Gods. ”

"Go on!" The black dragon Peert Ozuayer's golden eyes shone with rage.

"The Ancient God Supreme has a total of sixteen tentacles, all of which are dragon heads, and the great existence needs to devour sixteen dragons and tens of millions of living beings in one go every four thousand years. Dragons and dwarves have collectively rebelled against the Old Gods and the Gods, and their group of traitors have been punished by the extermination of the race! But they also destroyed the gods and sealed the Old Gods Supreme. As the congregation spoke, his voice grew quieter.

The black dragon Piert Ozuay understands that the supreme god of the ancient gods in the mouth of this cultist and the supreme god of the current human papal belief are essentially a kind of direction. It's just that the human Holy See does not know the specific appearance and existence of the Supreme God, as well as the specific deeds, and by now, it has been derived from two completely different beliefs.

"What happened to the death of your sect leader?"

"The Master has lurked in the academy city, and she wants to gain favor and use bridges (so-called rifts) to connect with the old gods and become a god-like being. But the oracle said she was dead. ”

"College City......" the black dragon Piert Osuyer immediately remembered the glamorous face and the prophecy. Could it be that terrible imp who killed their leader? ”

Piert Ausuyer wanted to ask, but the congregation in front of him could no longer answer.

He shook off the corpse of the disciple in disgust, looking at the corpse of the innocent girl on the ground, the black dragon felt compassion, and he was ready to send out dragon flames to clean up the bones of the girl.

However, what happened next left him with no room to do so.

As soon as he shook off the corpse of the cultist, the cultist's body was suddenly covered with black scales, and several tentacles stretched out from under the black scaly skin, and before Piert Ausuer could react, several tentacles wrapped around his forearm and began to suck blood.

And the arm that had just been removed from the cultist awoke like a living creature and crawled towards the campfire.

"Cut, the closer you get to the south, the more influential that giant tentacle monster will be?! Does it really seem like it's going to recover? ”

The little white dragon lying on the shoulder of the black dragon Piert Osuyer opened its mouth and spewed out a scorching golden dragon flame.

The little white dragon spewed golden dragon flames along the ground, melting even the dirt on the ground into glass.

And the target of Long Yan, the severed hand that was crawling on the ground, was sprayed by this extremely high temperature Long Yan, and it turned into ashes.

"Good sister! There is a color in the eyes!! The black dragon Piert Osuyer stroked the little white dragon's head with his untangled hand, and then he shouted, "Dragonfire Storm!"

As soon as the words fell, a cyan firestorm raged in this small area, and everything except for the two dragons was reduced to ashes without exception.

The flames had cleared, and the crime scene had been shattered by raging flames, and Piert Osuyer used the dragon's recovery magic on his forearm, looking at the mess he had just burned.

Piert Osuyer sighed and shook his head: "I didn't expect that it was actually a human being who wanted to revive the giant tentacle monster to death. It's just digging a grave for yourself, it's not a human business anymore, if that thing really wakes up, all living things will be unlucky. I don't know what the human Holy See will do, but I'm afraid that they are still just treating these believers as a slightly stronger underground order. If this continues, the catastrophe is not far off. ”

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