Walking into the darkness, Chill Snake found that the architectural style here was something he had never seen before, the gate of the palace looked huge from the outside, but when he walked in, he found that the walls were twenty meters wide and made a passage here, and the dome gradually became low and closed downward, and the further he went, the more he felt a sense of oppression.

I don't know if it's a construction problem or a hidden alchemy matrix, but when I look at it in darkness for a year, I find that I can see it all around.

The semi-circular dome is covered with frescoes painted in bright red paint, and when you look closely, you can see that the processes related to blood sacrifices give people different powers, some make people become beasts stronger than bears, some allow people to drive countless demons to fight for them, and some people can summon wind, rain, thunder and lightning when they raise their hands.

At the top of the mural is a large snake with eleven pairs of wings, surrounded by countless tiny snake heads sucking the blood brought by the sacrifice, and the hideous main head is entrenched at the innermost end of the passage, looking at the creatures with banter and disdain, with god-like arrogance.

The cold snake couldn't help but shudder.

Davix had already walked through the passage quickly, and it was clear that he didn't want to stay here any longer.

Walking into the main hall, the cold snake saw that there were no weird and bloody murals and decorations like in the passage, only gray-white stone walls, and the inside was empty, only a huge pool of blood kept rolling, probably occupying two-thirds of the main hall. Inside, the corpse of a ten-meter-long snake was constantly rising and falling in it.

The clearing was littered with corpses, ranging from young men to women and children, dressed in blood-red robes depicting a large black serpent, somewhat similar to the one on the fresco, but lacking that shocking charm.

In the meantime, the twelve black-clothed corpses dragged out and placed in a row were particularly conspicuous.

In the center of the blood pool is a stone platform that resembles an isolated island, and four rope bridges connect the surrounding open space and the stone platform. In the center of the stone platform is a large circular column, slightly sloping, that connects directly to the top of the palace. A naked man was tied to the pillar, and the blood had been drained and flowed down the deep grooves in the stone pillar into a pool of blood.

Next to the pillar is a strange seat made entirely of steel, similar to the throne of the Kingdom of Bolton, but with eleven pairs of wings carved on it, arranged upwards on the back of the seat, and the seat is carved in the shape of a snake's tail coiled, and the head of the person sitting on it replaces the snake

The position of the head.

However, the pagan leader, who was supposed to sit on the throne, was now nailed to the stone wall by a broad-bladed heavy sword, a weapon that should have been used in heavy cavalry team battles, and was especially favored by some combat abilities.

It was no longer clear whether the creature nailed to the wall was a man or a beast, the swollen muscles and the swelling body were that he had torn his red robe, covered with long black hair, his lips were protruding and his canine teeth turned out, his eyes were glowing with a faint green light, and he was gasping normally and heavily, and the wound that almost tore him into two knots seemed to just make him seriously injured, and the tense muscles locked the wound, but the powerful self-healing ability made the newly generated flesh and heavy sword stick together, constantly fighting against the source power attached to the heavy sword. The Chill Snake thought it was like a creature that had been a giant wolf and a violent bear combined.

Sitting on the throne now was a young man of about twenty years old, his black combat uniform and coat accentuated his gloom, pale skin but not the sickness of the blood clan, but somewhat similar to the giant wolf tribe of the ice fields among the barbarians in the north who believed in the gods of the heavens, known as the royal family.

In such a dirty and bloody environment, the young man was still holding a glass wine bottle, and the golden liquid in it licked the wall of the bottle, and under the light of the torches around him, it was like the sun rippling in the heart of the cold snake, and he squinted his eyes.

"High Noon", Lord von Lantlin the Bloodthirsty Worm, seems to have inherited this habit by his most loyal dog.

"Welcome, Dear Mr. Chillserpent, and welcome to the charming altar of the Feathered Serpent Society. The young man stepped down from his throne, turned his hands on the spot, and looked up at the blank stone wall around him, as if to praise the greatness of this place, and although it was a grave sin to praise him as a believer in God the Father, the people around him turned a blind eye to his words and deeds.

A chill suddenly rose in the Chill Snake's heart, and he reluctantly smiled and said, "I apologize again for my late behavior, we have lost our way in the Gale Domain, and our mounts are also very tired, so ......"

"This is the first time you've seen the altar of the Quetzalcoatl, don't deny it, the shock in your eyes has betrayed you, and I think I need to introduce you, and I'm sure you won't refuse. The young man interrupted Chill Snake again, with the same grace as the adjutant, but with the same impudence.

The fourth-order knighthood of the Bolton Dynasty became a full-fledged officer, and then he was able to gain fame and become a fifth-class nobleman with meritorious service, such as Von Lantrin, as the second only to the chief executioner of the Operations Department, the justifiable leader, already had the title of earl, the title of "Bloodthorn", obviously the title of bloodthirsty insect is not suitable for the title of an earl.

The cold snake and the young man belong to the same knight, but for the child of the family like the cold snake, the young man's angry eyes are enough for him to ignore any dissatisfaction in his heart.

In this barren era, blood is far more worthy of respect than family history.

Han Serpent nodded, and the young man continued: "The Feathered Serpent Society evolved from the Fallen Angel Order back then, to be precise, it is a subsidiary sect of the Fallen Angel Order, and after the Fallen Angel Order was completely wiped out three years ago, the Feathered Serpent Society disappeared. We all thought they had dispersed, but we didn't expect them to pop up recently. ”

Seeing that the young man paused, the cold snake asked smartly, "You have destroyed the Feathered Serpent Society again?"

After that, Han Snake secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, although he was an insignificant side branch of the big family, he was also a child of the family, and he didn't expect that one day he would do the work of praise.

Hearing the cold snake's question, the young man nodded with some satisfaction and said, "This is just a branch of the Feathered Serpent Society, but there is an almost adult demon snake secretly raised here, and a certain element extracted from its body after the blood sacrifice can make people fuse with the power of the beast. The leader of the cult who presides over the affairs here is a werewolf who combines the blood of a jungle black bear found somewhere, and the people around him are the inhabitants of the settlement that has been engulfed here, and after being brainwashed, he has also forcibly combined the power of some beasts. This level of research has already aroused the interest of the Cardinals, and your task this time is to restrain the Chiefs to complete the cleanup and give everything you get to the Cardinals. ”

Chill Snake began to be a little annoyed by the young man's attitude towards himself, such a speaking attitude towards his subordinates should not appear between two people of the same level, this is an unforgivable offense, and said: "I understand my mission, and I don't need to be reminded by Sir Desolate. ”

"Aha?" the young man exclaimed exaggeratedly, the bottle in his hand slamming into the Chillser's face, the golden liquid splashing onto his shoes, "You know your mission? do you fucking know? Do you need me to stress again, I'm just in charge of breaking down here and killing as much as I can except the leader, and you, Chillsnake, should be you fucking withstanding the monster's onslaught with your heavy armor and shields, not our thin suits and twelve lives!"

The young man roared, completely devoid of respect and understanding, and full of swear words like a street hooligan.

Han Snake was speechless for an instant, looking at his comrades-in-arms who had died because of his misjudgment, the teachings of the Holy See filled his heart with guilt and self-blame, and he did not continue to refute the accusations of the young man.

"Now, take this monster you want, get out!"

The cold snake bowed deeply and withdrew with deep apologies, and after a short time ten warriors in heavy armor entered, first injecting the monster nailed to the wall with a special potion to disintegrate its combat effectiveness, then quickly stopping its bleeding and giving him a breath with several potions that even Austin could hardly understand, and then the priest of the team sealed it with the rare light elemental ability of the elemental system. In the end, the monster was packed into a large tin box and welded to death around it, leaving only a few small holes for gas.

After everything was done, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the cardinal's request could not be missed, and the monster's tyrannical and resentful eyes made people shudder, I really don't know how much the guys in the Operations Department paid to capture him.

Thinking of this, Han Snake felt even more ashamed, and quickly left with his men, and did not forget to apologize again before leaving.

Looking at the back of the dark rider leaving, Davix, who had been watching the young man's performance, smiled: "The young man nowadays is really simple, if someone of the same level dares to talk to me like this, I have to break his full teeth." ”

The young man shrugged his shoulders, sat back on the steel throne, looked at the wine left on the ground, shook his head regretfully, and said to Davix, "Drink too much, sleep for a while." You go and ask them to replace the horses with the ones that are bred here, it's not easy to go all the way. ”

Davix sighed and said, "I know you're angry with them....... three years have passed, and that incident should be over." ”

The young man supported his forehead with his hands, hiding his eyes in the shadow of his hands.