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"Look, at the top of the pyramid of Kukulkan, in front of the statue of Quetzalcoatl, there seems to be a terrifying existence as well!"

Yan Ran shouted.

Lin Qing looked at it, it was really good.

Beneath the 50-meter-tall statue of Quetzalcoatl, a small figure with a small but huge head, wearing a feather-adorned Quetzalcoatl mask and a patchwork of human skin. Under a pair of huge Quetzalcoatl masks, a pair of huge eyes were revealed!

These eyes, like a madman without reason, sometimes laughing, sometimes furious, sometimes crazy, sometimes nervous, just looking at it, make people feel extremely crazy, rushing to the face.

"Oh my God!" Yan Ran's face was pale, and she almost fainted: "Look at his cloak! ”

"What's wrong with the cape?" Li Meilin also exclaimed.

"If you look closely, this cloak is patchwork, but if you look closely, this cloak is made of human faces! The faces on this cloak are all hideous and painful, and they have been tortured to death," Lin Qing couldn't help but feel a heartbeat.

He'd seen enough evil, but his hair was still on end from the dead man's face cloak of the Aztec Quetzalcoatl priest.

"What is this guy doing?" Yan Ran exclaimed.

"Be careful, don't let the little oriole get too close to this crazy Quetzalcoatl priest." Lin Qing said in a deep voice: "I can feel that this Quetzalcoatl God Priest is only afraid that the level is higher than that of ordinary Skinning God Priests!" ”

"Higher?" Li Meilin's voice trembled: "Doesn't that mean?" ”

"Yes." Lin Qing's voice said coldly: "This Priest of the Feathered Serpent God is very likely to be the first fourth-level demon we have ever seen!" It is also the highest-level demon that adventurers in the Emirates have ever seen! ”

Li Meilin and Yanran gasped.

Before the words fell, he only saw the Quetzalcoatl God priest, who was speculated by Lin Qing to be a fourth-level demon ghost, and his crazy big eyes looked up at the little yellow bird.

Lin Qingxin shouted badly, and shouted: "Retreat quickly!" ”

But it was too late.

In the eyes of the little yellow oriole, the priest of the Feathered Serpent God raised his hand slightly, and a white light flashed, and Yan Ran screamed in pain, fell to the ground, and groaned.

"Her weather was hit hard by that Quetzalcoatl priest with one move!" Li Meilin was very distressed, helped her daughter up, opened her eyelids, looked at her pupils and said, "It's okay." It seems that he was only injured by the priest of the Quetzalcoatl God with a spiritual attack. However, the agility attribute of the little yellow bird dodged the main attack, and was only swept away. ”

Lin Qing's heart was heavy.

This little yellow bird was just swept away, and half of Yan Ran, who was a member of his mental strength, couldn't afford to fall unconscious. How powerful should this Quetzalcoatl priest be?

Lin Qing's eyes were cold, and he pointed down and said, "Look, what is that?" ”

Li Meilin was shocked.

Yanran, who woke up yoyo, was shocked!

"How so?"

Right under them, in the middle of a road in the distance, there was a mighty and endless team in the distance!

"This avenue, the Aztecs called it Yellow Springs Avenue. Facing the Yellow Springs Avenue is the Pyramid of Kukulkan! This avenue is only named Huangquan Avenue. For the only people who can walk on this avenue are the dead who are about to be sacrificed! Look! ”

Lin Qing pointed below.

Li Meilin looked at it at the same time, and sure enough.

In the distance of this avenue, countless terrifying figures have come.

There are golems, minotaurs, bird-bodied banshees, and distressed widows that they are very familiar with, as well as beautiful snakes and giant rats that they have just met, as well as trolls, soul-sucking monsters, demon wolves, etc., to name a few.

But the most striking thing is not these demons, but a group of people who are surrounded by demons, wearing shoulder blades by iron chains and ropes, lifeless, walking on Huangquan Avenue!

A group of adventurers who are about to be sacrificed, to be exact!

"These guys, how do they look, so like?" Li Meilin said uncertainly: "Hong Gang everyone? And the people of the Four Holy Societies and the Muslim Brotherhood? ”

Lin Qing's eyes were excellent, and he had already seen the faces of the people below, and smiled.

As they see.

These guys, all with bloody faces and dejected heads, their shoulder blades and arms pierced by thick iron chains and hooks, like grasshoppers on a rope, were pierced together, forming a long line, a total of 2,000 people, walking on the Huangquan Avenue in despair.

"Didn't these guys all be slaughtered? Isn't there a river of blood? Why are there so many alive mouths? Yan Ran was puzzled.

"In addition to the adventurer elites who besieged Lin Qing by the major gangs, there are also the low-level adventurers who came to protest," Li Meilin pointed to the bottom and said: "A total of 3 or 4,000 low-level adventurers came, and they were also killed by demons and ghosts. Look, the big one! ”

"The demons didn't kill everyone? Why do you want to keep so many people? ”

Lin Qing smiled bitterly: "These people should have been consciously knocked unconscious by demons such as golems and bird-body banshees, captured alive, and led to this Aztec Quetzalcoatl God altar, is it useful?"

He sneered: "Of course, I'm here to add vegetables to the old man of the Feathered Serpent God." ”

Rao is two daughters hated these Hong gang members to the core, but when they heard the cruel truth, they were still frightened and looked at each other.

"Seriously?"

"Otherwise, why are the demons keeping them? Looking at the miserable condition of these guys, they must have been deliberately kept for sacrifice. Don't forget, these skinning priests are all chanting sacrifices. Lin Qing pointed down.

Actions speak louder than words.

Soon, these dejected, desperate adventurers walked to the temple of Kukulkan Feathered Serpent, and were stopped by the demons, curled up together in disbelief, like little chickens in the cold winter, huddled together for warmth, and looked at the demons around them in horror.

An extraordinarily strong minotaur chief with a golden nose ring suddenly stepped out of his thick bull's hooves, rumbled towards Huangquan Avenue, looked at the short and fat Quetzalcoatl priest under the statue of Quetzalcoatl, and raised his head and let out a trombone of unknown significance, with a hint of fear and piety in his voice.

"What is it going to do?" Yan Ran's curiosity has been completely mobilized by this evil scene.

"It seems to be reporting to the Quetzalcoatl Priest that the tribute is due, ready for this evil sacrifice ritual." Lin Qing pouted and smiled.

"Really! The Quetzalcoatl priest responded. Yanran said excitedly.

The Quetzalcoatl priestess, out of nowhere, took out a small and delicate crystal human head skull, held it high against the sun, and the sunlight projected a huge image of Quetzalcoatl God on the ground through the human head skull!

Seeing this scene, all the priests of the skinning god, if they were beaten with chicken blood, all danced excitedly and screamed. For a time, the atmosphere in the sacrificial arena reached its peak.

A trace of doubt flashed in Lin Qing's eyes.

What is this demon, half-machine, half-flesh creature?

He once thought that he understood, and he speculated that this demon should be the person who built the labyrinth, or the so-called overseers created it, put it in the labyrinth, and used it to test or harm the adventurers, but these demons have their own religion, community, and feelings, and Lin Qing always felt that their actions were not like rigid machines and reactions manipulated by people, but like reactions of living people or animals, completely driven by natural instinct.

For example, these Quetzalcoatl priests, Skinning priests, the religious fanaticism that comes from the heart, it is hard to believe that they are all mechanical inside.

Perhaps, a half-machine, half-flesh creature, the core should be reversed, flesh and blood as the heart, and the machine as the help, right?

Lin Qing's eyes were cold.

The atmosphere of the sacrifice ceremony at the scene was even more enthusiastic.

The adventurers of the Hong Gang, the Four Holy Society, the Thirteen Shaobao, and the Mu Brotherhood looked in horror at the sacrifices and chanting of the demon priests in all directions, and there was endless despair in their eyes.

They never dreamed that this incident would start with a farce of a thousand people capturing a fugitive, and enter the drama with a comedy of various skills and five major forces competing for it, and the fugitive would activate the vibration instrument against the sky, attracting three demons and ghosts, and reaching a tragic climax, but in the end, the survivors of them were led by demons and came to the Aztec guillotine, to be sacrificed to the heavens together.

"My God, so many demons and ghosts are still gathered together, I have never heard of it"

"What will they do to us?"

"Nonsense, didn't you see the human skin faces on those skinning gods? How did it come about? ”

"Skinning people alive? Our skin? Our faces? ”

"I'll rub, if it's a nightmare, please God let me wake up quickly."

"I knew it was so miserable, I would rather die in an ambush circle like the strong sons, and the province was brought to suffer even more torture."

The elites and low-level adventurers all turned green, their eyes were desperate, and their expressions were broken.

Don't taunt them for cowardice.

If any one of them were to face these crazy and bloodthirsty demon priests, looking at the skinning god masks on their faces, the human skin and human face cloaks on their bodies, the hideous axes in their hands, and the blood-stained guillotines under their feet, who would dare to say that they could not tremble their legs?

"I rubbed it, I knew why we were going to ambush that fugitive? Why are you going to snatch his demon props? It's all human at the end of the day! An elite adventurer with a broken leg said indignantly.

"You gang elites, you've always been. Civil War Insider, Foreign War Outsider! The demons have invaded, and when it is your turn to protect the shelter, you are busy with infighting one by one, and now it's good! "An uncle of a low-level adventurer spat a mouthful of phlegm with hatred.

"I saw that the leading guy smeared oil under his feet as soon as possible, and slipped away!" Another low-level adventurer testified.

"That's it! We killed each other, but the demons took advantage of each other. ”

"Damn these bosses!"

"That's right! The same goes for Dongsheng! Escape faster than a rabbit! It seems that there are life-saving props, and in a few clicks, they burst out of the demon encirclement. “

"Only we cannon fodder, the bottom, are skinned and beheaded here as sacrifices!" (To be continued.) )