Chapter 142: Dark Ritual
Romeo muttered a few sentences according to the old man's teaching of the demon language and the human language, listed the key words in the common phrase sentences, translated them into words, and then asked the demon spirit to learn it repeatedly.
The evil dragon feasted on a deer steak and spit it out:
"Home, what you roasted, some places are still raw, and the bottom has become charcoal. ”
Holm's eyes turned blood-red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "
My level is like this, if you like to eat or not, you can give it a try. ”
The evil dragon snorted dissatisfiedly, and he could only bite the bullet, and he directly roasted the deer on the fire.
I didn't think it was roasting slowly, so I directly added a lava fireball, and the shiny deer row suddenly turned into fly ash, choking the two of them and coughing.
When the old man saw Romeo's hard work, his mouth was dry and his voice was astringent, so he kindly replaced him.
Romeo took a few sips of spring water and lifted the lid of the soup pot, revealing the rich aroma of bone and meat.
Sprinkled with chopped green onions mixed with cooked lard and fine salt, the milky white soup wafts out of the charming aroma and foams with oil.
The yellow and bright soup is lean tiger meat and snow-white bones floating up and down.
A few clusters of green onions floated on the soup, and the fragrance penetrated into his nose, and his entire pores bloomed slightly.
Float a few bright and shiny oil stars, take a look at the salivation, smell the tongue and relish.
Romeo took a bite of the tiger's meat, and the substance-like heat of the tiger meat rippled through his body.
With a little luck, the air flow was extended and the circulation channel of the qi flowed through the veins of the whole body, and his arm was hot, and the energy contained in the muscles made his fighting qi increase a lot.
The muscles and bones of his body crackled, and the scorching fighting qi skyrocketed.
The body strengthened by dragon blood is already so strong that the physical fitness of the Sacred Domain Knight is comparable.
The fragrant tiger bone broth is served in a glass bowl, and the hot and fragrant soup attracts everyone's attention.
The evil dragon poured down five bowls in one go, and the surprise in his eyes could not be concealed, and patted him on the shoulder:
"Master, your soup cooking skills are better than Hera's, and the soup cooking work will be yours in the future. “
Romeo smiled: "With your gluttony, we will lose as much as we cook, let's think of other livelihoods."
Hera took a sip and raised her eyebrows in surprise:
"It tastes really good, such a delicious soup will definitely be popular all over the dungeon, teach me, okay?"
Romeo nodded, instructing Hera on the heat, time, seasoning, and flesh and bone of the soup.
Accurately grasp the heat, once there is a slight error in the heat, it will affect the taste of the soup.
Hera listened attentively and re-boiled a large pot according to his method, and the fragrance overflowed.
The aroma seemed to explode, and soon there was a long queue in front of Hera's stall, with no end in sight.
Romeo noticed that the inhabitants of the Dark Dungeon were particularly complex, ranging from pale and handsome vampires to firstborn demons with two horns.
There are also werewolves that are three or four meters tall and have long hair, black, brown, and gray.
Monsters with human faces, a small number of witches in black witch robes, and necromancers with bone wands.
He and Hera had been busy all day before they had all the guests entertained.
The demons had also learned the human language for a day and could already speak some simple words.
She laughed and shouted at Romeo, "Daddy", a crisp and melodious voice like a yellow bird.
Romeo hugged her excitedly and said softly, "Shout again." ”
The mystery Luo urn said angrily: "Daddy is a big villain." ”
Romeo's face suddenly became terrifying, and Myro was a little frightened, and a few spiritual whips were thrown over.
The boy rolled his eyes angrily, snorted weakly, and pretended to faint to the ground.
Myro's delicate little hand slapped Romeo's face and pinched his nose, but he must not have reacted.
Mi Luo's small mouth was flushed, her cheeks were soft, and she gently kissed him on the side of his face.
Romeo's eyes snapped open, and Myro chuckled and muttered, "Daddy is the big bad." “
Romeo smiled bitterly, "Myro, you go and divide them into several squads according to the direction of the demon's attack, devouring, killing, dying, falling, soul, space, I want to familiarize myself with their specific number as soon as possible, go quickly." “
Mi Luo blinked her eyes, her eyes were full of starlight, and her spirit was vividly giving orders to a dozen young boys and girls, and the demon spirits pouted in displeasure.
According to the requirements of Mystery Luo, a column was formed, of which killing and death accounted for the majority, and devouring and space were the rarest, accounting for only about 10%.
Romeo has a bit of a headache, it's too much trouble for everyone to choose a name, so let's call it Kill 1, 2, 3, and so on.
He bought different colors of clothes, simple armor, and swords for everyone. Kills are red, death is black, depravity is yellow, and souls are white.
Devour is gray, the space is blue, so that it is easy to distinguish, and the killing and death are ranked to seventy-six.
Hera looked at the rows of young boys and girls who were unruly, ignorant or deep, and said softly
"These little ancestors are not easy to control, it's okay if you use the soul slavery scroll, if it's useless, you will have to suffer in the future. “
Romeo heard the Soul Slavery Scroll and slapped his thigh,
"I remember, I have to go to the Dark Sanctuary.
Grandpa, help me take care of them, Holm, give me some gold bars. ”
Holm said with a painful face, "Master, tonight we can only use the sky as a seat and the earth as a bed." ”
Hera smiled: "I made a lot of money in a day today, let's close the stall in advance and go home and sleep with me."
Although the place is a little off, the area is still very large. ”
The evil dragon coughed dryly and asked Hera in a low voice, "Then shall we sleep together?"
Hera thumped the dragon's chest hard, and her pretty face turned crimson. Romeo snorted coldly:
"Not tonight, we have to go back to the palace. ”
Hera's thick eyebrows frowned, and her big black eyes widened:
"Imperial Palace, are you royal? No wonder you are so good-looking. ”
Romeo smiled lightly: "The girl misunderstood, we are just cooks." ”
Hera snorted, and Myro shook Romeo's arm vigorously, and he touched Myro's head:
"You can't go, it's too dangerous, you play with these friends for a few days, and after a few days, Daddy will come and pick you up in person. “
Alone, he entered the dark temple, and the empty hall was empty, frowning, and waiting quietly.
Dozens of majestic black lights rose from the back of the main hall and headed in the direction of the black light.
All the Templar clergy were found presiding over a mysterious magic circle, and in the center of the magic circle was an altar soaked in brown blood.
On the high platform in front of the altar stood a huge majestic, hideous and terrifying statue of the demon god.
Each clergyman's expression was pained and twisted, and their bodies were shrouded in black mist, and countless scars that were visible to the bones bloomed all over their bodies.
Plasma had soaked their black clergy robes, and rivers of crimson blood flowed into the altar.
The blood-colored magic array also began to light up one after another, and it suddenly erupted, containing pure and incomparable dark power, enveloping the ten directions.
A dark aura of incomparably cold and death came overwhelmingly, and thunder raged between heaven and earth.
Evil and terrifying death thunderstorms fell from the sky, and a terrible howl resounded over the altar.
The black halo of thunderbolt suddenly exploded all over their bodies, and they felt their scalps tingle at the sight of the tragic scene, and a death-like crisis enveloped their hearts.
The thunderstorm of death shot out, and some of the clergy were charred on the spot, and those who survived were condensed with a strong and surging black light behind them.
The powerful electromagnetic force distorted the surrounding scene, and the dead resentful spirits let out unwilling, resentful, angry, and murderous roars.
The center of the altar absorbed the power of the wraiths and became more and more violent, and the heavens and the earth suddenly burst into extremely bright black fireworks.
The fireworks lit up a dazzling black light that fell into the eyebrows of the survivors.
The black light behind them was thicker and hotter, and although they were far away, they could all feel the powerful aura of the black light, and a deep and majestic voice came from the center of the storm:
"Continue your penance day and night, and you will all be blessed by the god of darkness and possess boundless power of darkness. “
Romeo silently prayed that the soul sacrifice would not be hacked to death, and his gaze swept over the clergy one by one.
He didn't find a black and white pair of strange eyes, and he had a bad premonition.
As the storm subsided, the priests, saints, vicarships, and bishops walked down from the high platform with pale faces and wounds, and with anxious expressions.
Every time you preside over such a ceremony, you lose a lot of companions who have been practicing penance together for many years.
While they have an almost mad loyalty to the Dark God, they are not ruthless either.
Their charred bodies must be buried in the earth as soon as possible, so that their souls in heaven can be comforted.
Romeo bowed to a middle-aged man who was richly dressed, dignified and majestic, and had the strongest dark aura: "You must be Lord Bishop, I want to seek the help of the soul sacrifice, is he okay?"
The bishop replied weakly:
"The soul sacrifice is not in the temple, but she has traveled, and that dead girl can be regarded as having escaped today. “
Romeo bent down to express his gratitude to the bishop, who sensed the dark divine power of about ten levels in his body, and couldn't help but show surprise: "Young man, are you an ascetic cultivator who has practiced from other dark temples?"
Romeo paused for a moment and replied calmly: "I came from the Dark Temple Alliance of the Necronomicon Continent, and it is not easy to come all the way, I hope you can summon her back as soon as possible, and I will return to the Alliance Temple in a while." ”
The bishop smiled bitterly: "Gul Lodi, this child is a bit naughty, she likes to collect interesting souls, if the quality of the souls does not satisfy her, even if she gives an order, she may not be willing to come back." “
Romeo sighed and said helplessly, "Then I'll wait for her in the temple." ”
Romeo suddenly turned back to the main hall, the black pendulum swaying gently and regularly.
There was a dull sound, remembering the tragic scene just now, this dark god is ruthless enough, he is the last to be eliminated, there is no emotion, there is no mercy, and the fanatical believer is a skeleton in the end.
Only the absolute strong have a chance to survive. It's like people who work hard in the modern workplace.
They will also face the same pain and fear of unemployment, and they can only work hard, natural selection, survival of the fittest, and the power of the law applies wherever it is.