"Of course, if I give you materials and you can't come up with something that satisfies me, you should be clear about the consequences."

The rich merchant raised his finger and gently tapped the tip of the cane a few times, and a somewhat illusory aura suddenly bloomed from the cane.

The aura quickly spread, and after the surrounding people trembled a few times, even those who were shouting loudly just now, or who were concentrating on their meals, closed their eyes and fell asleep.

"Good." A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his finger touched the tip of the cane again, and another ripple quietly bloomed.

Immediately afterwards, the full seat behind him, regardless of men and women, young and old, directly burst, turning into handfuls of blood mist and precipitating on the floor of the living room.

"This is a deposit, I think you have been looking for a long time, but unfortunately, what you find is what I prepared for you in advance."

The wealthy merchant raised his arms and smiled a slightly exaggerated smile on his face.

"Seek truth in Xialin."

The black-robed man was silent for a while, and his waist bent slightly.

"Rest assured that our Lord will not disappoint any of the faithful who have contributed to him."

"I hope this is true, and I also believe that the Lord will not let me down, the sage should still have something to do, I'll go back first."

Lin Qiuzhen turned his head, raised his cane and paused on the ground, the blood mist all over the ground seemed to be attracted, floating up one after another, reshaping into one person after another, those people were numb, walking step by step, like dolls.

Behind each of them was a nearly invisible thread that stretched out, stretched, and finally converged and connected to the top of the cane.

He walked slowly out of the door on crutches, step by step, leading the group of people who were like walking corpses, and it seemed that an eerie and terrifying meaning spread.

"Hehe, it's a sharp knife, but unfortunately if you don't use it well, it will hurt yourself."

The black-robed man watched Lin Qiuzhen go away, and when he finally stepped out of the door of the room, and all the puppets he led followed out of the door, a voice that was very different from before suddenly sounded from the black-robed man's body.

"Shut up, what do you know, a cultivator whose strength can almost reach the level of a marquis is extremely precious, and it is almost a miracle to have such a strong person at our disposal."

The voice changed again, and a third voice sounded from the black-robed man's body, hoarse and distorted, as if it was made by the friction between the jagged teeth.

"Okay, don't make any noise, No. 1 has been waiting for us for a long time, and it is said that there is new news from that one."

The black-robed man opened his mouth and said calmly in his original voice.

"As for Lin Qiuzhen, heh, the little demon king who is famous in Huaxia? Our stuff is not easy to take either. ”

As he spoke, he slowly stepped off the stage, reaching out to write a rune in the air, the dark blue flame burning, but slowly getting weaker and weaker, as if something was suppressing his burning.

The runes flew into the altar, and the rumbling of gears and levers sounded, and the altar shifted to the side little by little, revealing the dark and deep cavern below.

A narrow staircase leads to the interior of the cavern, with torches placed on the left and right sides of the staircase, which are lit up once the altar is fully opened.

The black-robed man raised his feet and walked towards the bottom of the cave, although there was the light of a torch, but the light was too faint, and the bottomless darkness almost completely hidden the light in it.

His figure gradually disappeared into the boundless darkness, and at the top of the staircase, in the sound of rumbling wheels, the altar slowly closed again, completely covering the cavern.

The black-robed man walked down the stairs step by step, the bottom of the cavern was still very dim, the torches were no longer there close to the surface, and the rest of the area was shrouded in darkness and shadow.

At last, when he reached the bottom, he looked up and saw only a round table at the bottom of the cave, and in the center of the round table, a candle was lit, and a dim blue flame was lit, and a man also dressed in black robe sat on the upper seat, but with a ghost-like mask on his face.

That's One, and for some reason it can only live underground for a long time, and can't move in the outside world.

As if sensing the arrival of the black-robed man, No. 1 raised his head and stretched out his hand towards the black-robed man, and a ray of silver light erupted from it, and the black-robed man was startled, but quickly calmed down, stood still and let the thing fall on his body.

The silver light entered his body, and the black-robed man's body trembled violently a few times, and between the shaking of his body, two vague phantoms were thrown out of his body and landed around his body, forming two black-robed people who were exactly like him.

In the gloomy crypt, there were no windows, the lights were kept off, and only a bright white candle was placed on a wooden table in the center.

At the top of the candle, a blue flame burned, and the faint light illuminated all the four people gathered around the table.

The men were all dressed in black robes, and their faces were hidden in the shadows of their hoods, making them difficult to see even with the lights.

Most of the black-robed people stood at the table with their hands propped up on the table, and only one person with a ghost-masked face was sitting in a chair.

"One, what the hell is so urgent? The sacrificial rites are not yet complete!"

The ghost-faced man was silent, as if he hadn't heard the black-robed man's question, and stretched out his finger to the candle slightly, and the flame flickered for a moment, and then instantly split into countless fire filaments, heading towards the corner of the room.

The extremely slender filaments of fire were connected one after another, forming a huge and incomparably large net, enveloping the entire crypt inside.

"Number one, what are you doing?"

"Don't stop yet!"

Several black-robed people screamed in surprise, and a rich death aura instantly erupted from their bodies.

These necromantic auras instantly condensed together, forming a giant black skull, and from the skeleton's mouth, invisible sound waves erupted, rushing towards the surrounding blue flame threads.

But the sound waves were useless, and the threads of blue flames still rushed straight to every corner of the crypt.

The vast blue net enveloped the entire crypt, and every beam of flame that made up the net had a wail that flowed out of it, the painful sobs of the dead.

"Our Lord Wither's retreat in the land of Hans has been invaded, and just yesterday it was destroyed by the Holy See with divine sanctions, and our work must be speeded up! It is said that the test subject in the capital was triggered by a soul imprint. ”