122. Purpose

"Zhou Quan!!" shouted the warrior at the south gate angrily. Madrigal killed the two in the blink of an eye, which not only made them feel powerless, but also aroused the hatred of these mercenaries.

Everyone began to run wildly in the corridors, and the sound of piercing footsteps echoed through the pyramids.

Tan Hua was completely stunned, only to hear Mo Qiu calmly analyzing: "Don't panic! Zhou Quan, they were careless, so they paid the price! They all emphasized that Madrigal had mastered the skills of the Sun-Hidden System, and they didn't know how to beware! Others, pay attention to Madrigal's mastery of the Vanishing Technique, its optical deception effect could make Madrigal invisible, but he had to cut off his breathing, because even the slightest movement could make the Vanishing Technique ineffective." So the madrigal can neither move nor be invisible for long, so don't be afraid!

Hearing that the madrigal would be invisible, the samurai at the south gate began to ask: "We...... Do you want to exit the pyramid, converge first, and then hunt together......"

"Aren't you afraid of Madrigal running away!" Murcho exclaimed, "Or are you scared?"

As soon as he heard that the pastoral song would run away, Tan Hua had a sense of urgency that he was cornered. He pondered it for a moment and solemnly ordered: "Pastoral is only a sneak attack, and he can't confront the two of you head-on." Arrive at the core of the pyramid immediately, close the passage, and don't let the madrigal reach the karmic collection container!"

When it comes to the Karma Aya, Moqiu only knows that it is a powerful energy that is difficult to control, but he does not know the specific secrets. He was also nervous - if Madrigal won the karma, I was afraid that the game of winning would be reversed. He instinctively obeyed Tan Hua's instructions and urged his subordinates to march quickly.

Tan Hua felt that it was reasonable for the two-star samurai to be plotted and die in the pastoral singer, and if the pastoral song ran into him and Moqiu, the plot would definitely be very different. So his tactics became radical.

As the three men and horses rushed towards the center of the pyramid, the angry shouts of the warriors of the South Gate rang out, and the crackling sound of lightsabers was endless.

"Huang Jiao has been attacked!!" shouted the samurai at the south gate, it was Huang Jiao's teammate Dai Lu.

Huang Jiao's vision was shaking violently, like a camera in an earthquake, and he couldn't see the face of the pastoral, only the dazzling light knife was densely woven, and only the yellow banana was desperately resisting. In less than ten seconds, Madrigal suddenly overlapped with a ghost, and he and the mirror slashed at the same time.

Huang Jiao was well-trained to block this blow, but forgot to block the mirrored air knife. Huang Jiao's left arm flew into the air, and light dust erupted from the fracture, splashing the wall red.

"What is that mirror image? How can reality be superimposed!" Dai Lu saw the one-armed yellow banana being staggered by the madrigal, and couldn't help but staggered back, then turned around and fled, and asked Tan Hua in horror and anger: "That's definitely not a two-star warrior! He dismembered Huang Jiao in ten seconds, ten seconds! It only took ten seconds!"

Moqiu angrily scolded Dai Lu: "Calm down, don't run around, we're coming for you!Don't run around!" When he and Tan Hua rushed to the south side at the same time, he repeatedly questioned in the spirit link: "Are you sure we are hunting a two-star warrior? He has already killed seven warriors of the same rank!"

Tan Hua swore a poisonous oath and made a spell: "If I lie, the sky will thunder! He is a two-star warrior who has just been promoted this year, and the light dust does not exceed two thousand eight! And he is in a state of exhaustion!"

Murqiu was furious and vowed to pull out the madrigal and cut it with a thousand knives to avenge the Blackwater mercenaries who died in battle.

In the shared field of vision, Dai Lu's vision was panicked in the epicenter of the drama, and although Huang Jiao's vision stabilized, it was extremely weird: Huang Jiao's perspective was shaking at knee height, his pupils lost focus, and the picture gradually blurred, apparently because the blood supply of the eyeballs was exhausted.

When Moqiu, Tan Hua, and Dai Lu returned to the battle scene, standing on a pool of blood, overlooking Huang Jiao's headless corpse, they realized what was going on with Huang Jiao's strange vision. He gritted his teeth and explained: "That kid cut off the head of the yellow banana, carried it in his hand, and swaggered away!"

"Why didn't Huang Jiao's body evaporate?" Dai Lu was already as sensitive as a frightened bird.

Tan Hua couldn't answer. Moqiu squatted down to check the bloodstains, frowned, and said, "When I was in contact with information before, I heard that some samurai left corpses after death, because their 'Aya' was sucked away, so the dried organs could not evaporate, and they could never be reincarnated. ”

"Aya?" Dai Lu's eyes widened.

"Please explain. Moqiu looked up at Tan Hua.

Tan Hua's face was solemn: "Aya is an existence that is assumed to make the membrane theory self-consistent. Over the past 100 years, the study of theology, martial arts, and metaphysics has gradually begun to complement each other, becoming a model of great unity, in which the universe is a membrane and life is aya. In order to make the formula self-consistent, the current theory assumes that Aya should have seven colors, and that there are two known colors: red and blue, with the red master killing being called 'karmic aya' and the blue main being called 'blue aya'. If Aya is sucked away, the organs and body are nothing more than a cosmic membrane, no different from steak stew. ”

"Does Madrigal sucking up Huang Jiao's aya mean that he can also suck up the karma silk stored in the sacrificial ceremony?" Moqiu approached Tan Hua and confirmed the situation with great seriousness.

"Maybe he can, but it's very costly, because the karma of the main killing, will significantly reduce the user's self-control, and if effective measures are not taken to deal with it in time, it will also lead to irreversible madness. Tan Hua repeated Agent Cui's words.

So, Madrigal can suck up the karma that the sacrifice has stored, but he will go crazy. Murchu sneered, sarcastically pointed, "Your reminder is so useful." ”

Dai Lu asked intermittently, "Tan ...... Tan Zongqi, in this pyramid...... How much Katsuya is stored?"

Tan Hua replied: "In order to collect karma, the Dead Winter Empire has been invading everywhere, providing prisoners of war for human sacrifices, and the reserves of karma are too numerous to count. What's wrong?"

Dai Lu glanced at Murchu: "I hope the purpose of the pastoral song is to escape. ”

Moqiu woke up like a dream: "When Huang Jiao's head is carried by the madrigal, the perspective is due northβ€”the purpose of the madrigal is to go to the center of the pyramid and touch the container of karma!"

Tan Hua and Mo Qiu's hearts suddenly fell. They realized that the purpose of the pastoral song was neither to escape nor to hide. In fact, the information mentioned by Agent Cui is very close to the truth.

The madrigal values the sacrifices of the dead.

Madrigal ransacks the brainwaves of the Great Witch Festival.

Obviously, Pastoral also read the traditional mantra about human and animal sacrifice in the mind of the Great Witch Priest: "The nine seals are unraveled, the blood god descends into the world, reverses life and death, and dominates the world." ”

Opening the chamber of the Karma Aya's container requires nine Blackwater Security Company gods to recognize the iris at the same time. This defense can be said to be impregnable, so both Cui Agent and Tan Hua relaxed their vigilance.

But coincidentally, the Moqiu team that came to hunt Pastoral happened to be the people of Blackwater Security, and all their iris had security clearance.

And Madrigal has already killed seven people. His purpose is clear.

The question is, how much is Madrigal willing to pay to resurrect that girl?