Chapter 187: Oil Painting (1st Update)

This corridor is really 'elegant'. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A carpet as red as blood lay flat on the floor.

The corridor is flanked by bright yellow walls, and every seven or eight meters away, there is an oil lamp hanging on the wall, and the slightly beating core of the fire keeps spreading warm light.

There was an indescribable aroma in the air, some like sandalwood, but with a faint fishy smell.

The brilliant oil paintings, hanging on the bright yellow walls on both sides, make people feel like they are visiting an art exhibition, and it is a kind of oil painting exhibition with classical themes.

The entire oil painting corridor, except for the slightly abrupt body of Lance on the ground, the overall atmosphere can be said to be quite elegant, like a place where wizards in ancient times opened an art salon.

Aaron's eyes turned to the nearest colored oil painting on the wall, but he saw that the oil painting depicted the strange behavior of a certain group of people-

They were men and women, young and old, and dressed in different costumes, from old women with mottled white hair, to young and vigorous young men, to middle-aged nobles with poopy bellies, and to poor commoners in ragged clothes.

People with different postures, like sunflower petals, form a circle-shaped human wall.

On the flat ground beneath their feet, a circle of intricate and mysterious witchcraft runes was drawn, and it looked like a large witch circle.

In the center of the witch array, wooden stakes were erected that reached straight to the sky, and on the wooden stakes were inserted the heads of young and vivid girls, their expressions distorted by pain.

It is clear that these young girls must have suffered quite a painful thing before they died, so much so that their expressions after death were ugly.

However, the group of people was quite excited and fanatical, and one by one they danced a strange dance, as if they were performing some kind of ritual.

Obviously, this is a kind of 'evil sacrifice', and it seems that what Hilton and Judy do should be similar to what they do in the oil painting.

However, not all of the evil sacrifices were so bloody and dirty, but most of the requirements of the evil sacrifices were more specific—mainly to please the people who were sacrificed.

If some of the objects of sacrifice worship worship killing, then the evil sacrifice will also appear bloody and ugly.

Aaron shook his head and looked at the next oil painting, only to find that it was similar to the previous one, which depicted some evil sacrifices for 'young girls', and most of the oil paintings here were full of blood and ugliness.

From this, it can be seen that the object of this evil sacrifice should be a high-level otherworldly being who advocates killing and blood, and takes pleasure in torturing young girls.

This kind of habit is enough to be regarded as a perversion in the entire evil sacrifice circle.

Normally, evil sacrifices are far less bloody and ugly, and some evil sacrifices may even be a kind of 'positive energy' sacrifice.......... An act of 'integrity' that is more than a regular sacrifice.

For example, Aaron had heard of certain evil sacrifices that used the punishment of 'evil people' as a means to please the higher beings of the other world and grant them great power.

However, regardless of whether the evil sacrifice method is good or evil, Aaron does not intend to use the evil sacrifice method to improve his own strength - because the power obtained by the evil sacrifice does not belong to him, it is equivalent to a castle in the air, which really makes people feel insecure.

Aaron's gaze swept all the way, and finally stopped at the bottom of a certain oil painting, on which there was a line of small writing in ancient Byronic -

"The faith of the Serraino sect stems from the great gift of 'Rulim Chakolos'. ”

He is the source of faith for the faithful and the best place for the suffering soul. ”

"Girls, pain, use your humble soul to feel this pain!"

Aaron stood in front of the painting, whispering the last sentence below:

"Suffer with all your souls, and your pain will become 'Rulim Shakolos', the great ........ of our lord"

"For the gifts of believers. ”

After Aaron finished reading this sentence, he couldn't help but shake his head: "What a bunch of fanatical evil priests, it's simply incurable." ”

"That's right, if they all rely on evil sacrifices to improve their strength, as long as they don't go against the will of the sacrifice object, then their power will not be withdrawn, and for them, it doesn't matter who the real power belongs to. ”

Aaron stopped looking at the paintings on the walls, and instead walked forward, briskly.

He'll have to hurry up and see if he can find anything good in this ancient wizard ruin.

The bright yellow walls on both sides quickly receded, and the oil portraits flashed back like slides, only the red carpet underfoot, still long and endless, showing its color like blood.

Soon, Aaron walked for about ten minutes, but still did not encounter any forks in the road, just as he was about to turn around and follow the information recorded by the chip to return to other forks.

Suddenly, a brass-colored door appeared on the bright yellow wall on the right side of the front.

Seeing this, Aaron pondered for a moment, walked to the door, reached out and grabbed the strip doorknob on the brass door, and turned down force-

Click~!

The door was pushed open by Aaron without hindrance, but behind it was not a room, but a similar red carpet hallway.

The bright red carpets, the bright yellow walls as usual, and the colorful oil paintings form a very similar corridor of oil paintings.

Aaron stepped inside..........

When he stepped into this red carpet corridor, suddenly, there was a violent sound behind him-

Bang!

Aaron hurriedly looked back, and it turned out that the brass-colored door closed automatically, and then Aaron saw an even more bizarre scene.

The brass-colored door began to twist, and drops of yellow liquid flowed down the threshold, and spread all over the ground, and began to spread along the ground, and soon, the entire door completely dissolved into a pool of yellow liquid!

Aaron looked at the place where the gate was, and saw that there was only a bright yellow wall on it, and there was still a shadow of the door?

"What the hell?"

Aaron's heart jumped, but the corner of his eye swept a trace of wrongness, turned his head to look, and found a very 'similar' oil painting-

It depicts a long corridor paved with a blood-red carpet, the walls on both sides are warm bright yellow, and oil paintings hang on the walls, with only a slender figure standing in front of one of the oil paintings.

If you look closely, you can see that under the oil painting, there is a line of small letters, vaguely written: "My lord..... Serraino Sect ......... Words such as pain. ”

Before Aaron could react, the figure in the oil painting trembled, as if he sensed something, and slowly turned his head, only to see that this person had a pair of pale red eyes and short black hair..........

It was Aaron!!