Both Ysera and Alexstrasa have their right-hand men and are guarding the Hall of Masks, and in addition to cleaning up the remains of the Green Dragon, they also have the task of guarding this entrance. Although it is clearly not the only entrance, or even one of the main entrances and exits used by the evil creatures hiding here.

Alexstrasza also asked Kane: "It seems to be a breeding room or something." It seems that the blasphemers are more comfortable with the defense of the path we are taking. ”

"Well, the Mimenga Mechanism. They probably felt that no one could open the secret door silently, and not a single mechanism would be triggered along the way. ”

Kane added, "But ahead, there will be no more silent stealth, we have entered their main area of activity. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the fist-sized lord in the corner, and in the corner there was a poisonous frog with leprosy skin and horned thorns.

Alexstasa and Ysera realized that they hadn't seen any insects since they had traveled all the way, except for a school of piranhas in the backwater pool, which seemed strange to the area.

Kane said that it was a good thing, and it was precisely because of this detail that he judged that the enemy had not taken all the power here for his own use.

"Hopefully, the other side will do something stupid in anger, so that I can naturally take down the entrenched power here, and then turn this place into our home turf. ”

Ysera nodded, "We'll do our best to cooperate, I don't want to slip through the cracks this time." ”

Alexstasa asked, "Do you have any prophetic message for us about the situation here?"

Kane said: "It's very general and lacks detail, which makes it seem a bit confusing. But one thing is for sure, a dragon has fallen. ”

Alexstasa and Ysera glanced at each other, both grim and did not speak.

In fact, the two of them also felt it just now, and there was a filthy and evil aura in the longitudinal passage of the mask hall, which contained the one from the dragon, although it was vague, but with their ability, it was still certain that it was emitted by the corrupted dragon. Alexstasa sent men to guard the place, and there was also an intention to guard against the fallen dragons.

After Kane had walked a little further, the sound of Rabash chanting was heard in front of them, and everyone slowed down.

Kane then used snooping magic, and through the light curtain image, the group saw the scene behind the corner ahead.

A hall is shaped like a rectangular hall of the Hall of Masks, with a vault, and if you look closely, you will see that it is constructed like a rib, a backbone-like main beam, and then extends to the sides of the beams and columns, like ribs.

On either side of this hall, there are huge candles thicker than a human leg, and these lit candles emit a blood-red light. The entire hall is illuminated by this light.

In this hall, similar to the furnishings of the church, there are many stools, very simple, just a stone bar, without a backrest, without armrests.

Now, about two hundred trolls are sitting on this stool, their left hand clenched into their right fist, and their heads bowed and whispering prayers.

One person had a small voice, and two hundred people prayed in a low voice, and the sound of them together was more prominent in this silent place, and the chant they heard in Kane was this.

At the top of this rectangular hall, the only female troll standing was casting a spell, judging from the color of the magic power, it should be written evil energy, not pure, the energy level is not high, the light is dim, and the color is relatively mixed.

But the caster felt very good about himself, his hands were spread and he shook naturally, he looked up, his eyes were half-closed, and his mouth was chanting rhythmically, indulging in the state of casting.

And in the sky above this caster, the magic power outlines an abstract outline, probably in human form, dark in color, only the upper body, extremely long arms, hands like chicken feet, and the facial features are as if wearing a simple mask to see clearly, but the pupils are impressive, shining with orange light, giving people a bad impression at all.

"Are they sacrificing?" Alekstasa asked softly. She could see something unusual about the worship, but she wasn't sure what was really going on.

"In the extraction of spiritual power, strictly speaking, it can no longer be regarded as a human being, but a half-stupid puppet. Kane said as he finished his peeping magic, "I'll deal with this situation, it will take about ten minutes, and I'll call you when the time comes, you guys just wait here for a while." ”

The two queens nodded, and each signaled to their subordinates to wait here, but ready to go into battle at any time.

At the same time, Kane was seen to dissipate in a cloud of light and shadow. This is Kane's version of the phantom migration, the person is gone, but the shadow will remain for a while.

After that, the dragons began to wait a little hard.

With their concept of time, more than ten minutes is simply the time that can slip through with a little distraction, but caring is chaotic, and at this moment there is a feeling of spending time like a year, especially after a long time, I can still clearly hear the trolls singing and praying.

They didn't know what Kane was up to, maybe he was brewing some big move, like he had done with Kazak.

It's not impossible to say this, but this time it's not for destruction, or even to control the situation quietly, but to use it at a higher level.

Kane, who was in a hidden state, drew a magic circle under the eyelids of these trolls, and the vast energy ripples here successfully concealed the very limited magic power that he leaked when he drew the magic circle.

Nearly ten minutes later, all the magic arrays were drawn, and then activated under Kane's manipulation.

At that moment, the fluctuation of magic was noticed by the priestess Udablah, who presided over the ceremony, and she opened her eyes sharply and glanced down a few times in confusion.

When I found that everything was normal, I couldn't help frowning, could it be that the feeling just now was an illusion?

The priestly magic she was working on didn't dare to go any further, but instead focused on her ongoing spell casting.

But it didn't take long for her to feel that something was wrong. She sensed that the powerful will she called the master, who was connected by her spell, was venting her frustration with her, asking in a questioning tone what she wanted to do, why did she reverse the ritual magic?

"Great master, I don't, I ......" Udabra wanted to defend himself, and as soon as he said half a sentence, he could no longer speak, and he couldn't even control his body to interrupt the spell.

Udabra was terrified and frightened. Something took over not only her shell, but also the ritual magic she was doing, and her will, reduced to a spectator imprisoned by her own body.

It was at this moment that her master's men began to roar at her, apparently genuinely angry, and wanted to punish her.

Unfortunately, she couldn't defend herself, nor could she do anything other than spectatorship, so she could only watch her master's void image quickly transform into a dark and deep hole, and then constantly spray purple light stars, these light stars, like magic bullets, gathered energy, and flew down in a splash way towards the praying troll.

And the concentrated trolls will glow with black light on their bodies, and then they will shake, and then the souls of human figures and phantoms will be pulled out of their bodies, not all, but half.

As if they were being strangled by an invisible rope, the souls struggled desperately, but to no avail, they were half-hanging, floating above their own bodies.

And those who were not splashed seemed to be stupid, oblivious to the upheaval around them, still praying.

And so, it didn't take long for all the trolls down there to be like this.

And Udabra found that her master had begun to speak softly at this time, greeting her warmly, asking her why she had done this, and saying that if there was anything to mention, it would try to be satisfied, but it would stop this operation first.

At that moment, Udabra's greatest feeling was that the existence that it had worshiped as a true god had been so weak, and when she was so weak, she threw her majesty aside and begged her for mercy from a high-ranking priest.

The image of the past collapsed.

By this time, Udabra had realized that it was her master's adversary who had come to the door, a blow she had never heard of before, and that her master had already suffered a great loss as a result.

Seeing that Udabra did not respond, the being changed his face again, roared sharply, and swore that if Udabra did not stop, then he would suffer the most severe punishment afterwards.

It's a pity that this intimidation made Udabra hear more of the flavor of lust and guilt. She realized that her master's loss this time was not ordinary, and the most important thing was that she might not even be able to take revenge, because until now, she had not been able to tell who was the real manipulator.

Udabra suddenly felt the urge to laugh, for her master, and for herself, she felt so stupid that she had followed such a weak master, believed in the blueprint he had described, and served it with all her might, until now she realized that it was actually a liar.

I have to say that Udabra's thinking has a kind of extreme left for a while and extreme right for a while, that is, it does not have the characteristics of neutrality and fairness.

Her master is not as unbearable as she thinks, at least with her imagination, he is definitely a strong man.

It's just that this time it was a bit miserable.

Not only the income from the Atahaka Temple, but even his own family wealth was taken out by Kane. And what makes him even more angry is that it can't be interrupted.

In order to better deceive, the established contract seems to be fair, and this existence relies on strength and technical superiority to bully people, and now when it encounters both of these aspects, it is reduced to a bullied character.

Kane was also ruthless, and he drained many parties in one go, completely lost his ability to pay, and exited the connection state by himself, which naturally stopped.

After that, Kane greeted the dragons in soul language, and he was ready to come over.

When Ysera and the others entered the Hall of Blood, they saw humanoid pillars of fire that were blazing into the sky, and the trolls in them were burned together as if they had been executed, but they were silent, as if all this was going on in another plane.

The trolls were treated so brutally, but Ysera didn't feel the slightest pleasure. Revenge can only bring venting, and it is difficult to make the mood better.

The dragons were even more impressed by Kane's methods. The heart says that to be the enemy of this one, you must first have extraordinary courage. Look at these trolls, it's miserable.

Kane disagreed. Torture and killing are never the goal, nor is it the establishment of majesty, both of which are achieved by piggybacking, and the real purpose is to exploit.

This is a live version of the large-scale living alchemy, which fully embodies the alchemy of his fighting style back then.

When he was still a senior reincarnation, once there was a large amount of energy available, he would create cannon fodder and war bugs according to local conditions, as he is now.

After all, at that time, it was often difficult and the time was short, and there was not so much time to play and breed, fast, and good, that was the combat environment that highlighted the advantages of his swarm system, and it was a little stronger than farming.

At least half of the Atalai troll souls couldn't withstand the alchemy of the living body and collapsed and dissipated.

But it doesn't matter, the body can also be used as a puppet, if the resources are sufficient, it is also a good choice to use the constructor activation technique to give it a new consciousness again.

And those who have completed the alchemy of living bodies are only entering another long torture. From the moment their souls returned to their bodies, what they saw and heard was no longer the truth, and the alchemical shells had become a virtual simulator, and the trolls thought that their own will was swaying their actions, but in fact they were constantly being guided.

This simulation system is a variant of the Core of Faith, and Kane is very straightforward to name it 'The Matrix', to point out that its idea comes from the 'Matrix'.

However, Kanson didn't know about the meme, but that didn't get in the way. The false world is also the world, in that world, time changes according to the speed of the target's information processing, usually several times faster than the real world, and under the guidance of the simulation system, the ups and downs of life are waiting for these trolls, and it will not be long before they will be trained to become qualified fighters.

The shutdown process will become the main mechanism for the coordination of reality and dreams. For example, Kane needs these puppets to fight, and the simulation system will go through a series of adjustments to make the troll's consciousness in a state where the troll's consciousness is about to start a war.

This is the dream realm developed by Kane, and an important reason why he doesn't look down on the Emerald Dream is because he has it. More realistic, more colorful, and more practical.