The witch doctor dug out the captives' hearts on the altar, and the Assyrian warriors then cut off the captives' heads and allowed their heads to roll down the temple steps. Broken heads are useless, their bodies belong to warriors, and intact heads hold captive souls, they belong to witch doctors. ”

"The Psychic Witch Doctor wants the captive's head to be intact as it rolls down the stairs, suggesting that the captive's soul is strong enough to make a magic weapon from them. The warrior hoped that the captive's head would be broken, and the captive's soul would return to the headless body, and they would flow into the sacrificial pit with the blood in the neck cavity, which was a tribute from the warrior to all souls, and all souls would return the warrior with strength. ”

"At the bottom of the stairs, the little slave of the Witch Doctor is to catch the head that has fallen with a net, and the little slave of the warrior is to crush the head with a stick at the bottom of the stairs. Heads that they can't catch will be broken with sticks, and heads they can't hit will be caught in nets. The people of Assyria laughed and laughed, and the ancestors of the land of all spirits rejoiced with us, and we blessed the great witch king, and the witch doctors, and the warriors, who will eventually open up their lands in the land of all spirits, like the spirits of our ancestors, and we will be born again in the land of all spirits, like the ......spirits of our ancestors."

In the passage of the seventh floor of the temple, the dwarven prophet Van Twick Fireeye of the Elven Imperial Capital of Elanta lay in front of a stone tablet, intently deciphering the contents of the inscription. He was surrounded by several Dwarven Prophet apprentices.

The slowness of the elven forces in the temple is also related to the fact that the dwarven prophets have counted the artifacts left behind by the Azorethas and translated the tablets.

The erudite dwarven prophets stopped and went, and the human expedition team fought with the black blood demons on the upper floors of the temple, but the elven troops did not encounter much resistance, and the commander acquiesced to the team to go slower, which gave the dwarven prophet more time to enrich his academic reserves.

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However, the black blood demons in the temple may have deliberately avoided the elven troops. The Dark Elf Priestess is able to draw on the power of the Demon Leader, and according to Sahiltana Moon, drawing power from the Demon Leader weakens the authority of the Black Blood Lord, and the Black Blood Demon killed by humans returns the power of the Law to the Black Blood Lord himself.

In order to avoid losing more power, the Blackblood Juggernaut has a reason to deal with the threat of the human expedition first and then concentrate on dealing with the elven forces.

This was obviously not a good thing, especially since there was a death-level wail from the upper level of the temple, and even the scattered demon spies on the seventh floor where the elven troops were located had disappeared, and the commanders could imagine that the Black Blood Lord had recovered enough strength from the leader-level demon to prepare for the final battle.

The temple became quiet, and the air was filled with the oppressive dreary pre-storm that preceded the storm, but none of this could interrupt the dwarven prophet's enthusiasm for solving the mysteries of history.

The elven prince Horimion's face could not see the bright sunshine of the past, and his slightly furrowed slender brow showed a troubled mood, he paced back and forth in the passage, and finally couldn't help but say to the old dwarf: "Fire-eyed prophet, we have delayed too much time, I will send a team of warriors to take you out." ”

Dwarves are noisy and stubborn, and they have to quarrel with others if they have no reason. The most knowledgeable dwarven prophet was still a dwarf, so Van Twick Fireeye and the elven prince began to argue.

"The prince was not in a good mood and was very impatient. Halfling Bobo hid behind the Chief Elder of Silver Eagle City, looked at Horimion from afar, and said softly.

Sicordis Wind Song is also looking at the Elven Prince. Ever since Bobo the Halfling broke away from the human expedition and found the elven troops, Horimion's mood has been a little off.

To be precise, Bobo mentions the leader of the human expedition, His Highness Victor Randall, who has black hair, blond eyes, thin eyebrows, pointed ears, and is as handsome as a god. When Prince Horimion heard this, his expression became unnatural, and the dwarven prophet Fireeye, the giant dwarven general Jukonos, and the Moon Elf princess of Elanta all looked strange although they didn't comment too much.

According to Bobo's description, the human leader Victor Randall resembles the son of the Seventh Order Moon God in terms of appearance, temperament, and natural ability, but Sicordis has never heard that the eyes of the elves will be golden.

Sicordis was now more convinced that the elven forces from Elanta must be hiding something from Silver Eagle City, but assisting the Dark Elf priestess in extracting the authority of the Black Blood Lord was still the main purpose of the trip. In addition to this, she thought that the sacred object of Freya's Tears might have an extraordinary meaning for the elven prince. But she didn't know if the leader of the human expedition was also after the Moon Goddess's relics.

Under normal circumstances, the demonic minions of the Black Blood Lord attack both the human expedition and the elven troops, so the two sides should join forces to deal with the Black Blood Lord who is beginning to gather power. Otherwise, when the elven forces are at war with the Black Blood Master, the human expedition is an uncontrolled risk factor.

If the intentions of the human expedition are unclear, then the elven troops do not have the objective conditions to fight with the Black Blood Master. Therefore, the elven troops must at least contact the human expedition first, and the two brothers, Bobo and Tiantian, have already prepared the way for the dialogue between the two sides.

However, the commander of Elanta did not mention this matter at all. Sicordis couldn't comprehend their actions, but she could sense the impatience in the elven prince's heart.

Horimion wants to get rid of the Black Blood Juggernaut first!

"The Prophet of Elanta is deliberately stalling for time, and he wants to calm the prince down. ”

Sicordis turned her head, her dark and deep eyes looked at Sahirtana Cangyue, who was wearing a battle suit, and asked lightly, "Ma'am, what do you know?"

The beautiful and enchanting Dark Elf priestess shook her head slightly, her gorgeous purple hair swaying like waves, and said with a smile: "There is no need to tell me what the Vile royal family wants to do...... But I don't think it's a good fit for us to go to war with the Black Blood Lord, now that a third force is watching. ”

The haughty Moon Elf Wind Whisperer snorted coldly, expressing her displeasure at Sahiltana's natural charm.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to using my natural powers, and I didn't mean to target my subordinates...... What's more, I've enslaved some helpers. Sahiltana apologized to the Windwhispering Elves, followed by a group of strangely shaped black blood demons. These were the slaves she had captured in the temple, and there were more than a hundred, many of them large black-blooded demons. According to the judgment of the Dark Elf Priestess, they belonged to the fourth-order demons, but it was not worth her to use the gray crystal to extract the demonic laws in her body.

The Dark Elf Priestess undoubtedly wielded a powerful force, and Sicordis now had to carefully consider whether she could be trusted.

Sasilvana saw the Moon Elf's thoughts and whispered, "My life is in the hands of Her Majesty, and she can execute me at any time." ”

Sicordis nodded silently, her wary gaze softened slightly, and said, "But for me, your sincerity is far from enough. ”

The dark elves thought for a moment and said, "The human expedition has been showing goodwill to Silver Eagle City, isn't their leader hiding in General Moon Song's scout team? Bobo and Tian Tian, two lovely halflings, have been taken care of by humans, and if General Moon Song is also safe and sound, with this kindness that belongs to Silver Eagle City, Lord Wind Song is indeed qualified to ask me for sincerity." ”

Sicordis raised an eyebrow and asked rhetorically, "Oh, Madam agrees that we should negotiate with the human expedition first?"

Sahilvana said, "This is very necessary, and I can provide information as a condition for Silver Eagle City to negotiate with the human side...... See the rift ahead? There is a sacrificial pit of the Azores, and it is also the lair of the Black Blood Master. He is fully awakened and desires to be nourished by flesh and soul and will not let us leave the temple easily..... I mean humans and us. ”

"It's as simple as that? Why should I believe you? Why should humans believe me?"

Sahiltana bowed her head and said, "I know that words alone are not enough...... But I can only provide information that I know, that I enslave the black blood demons in the temple and can see things that you can't see. That sacrificial pit is not only the lair of the Black Blood Master, but also the entrance and exit of the realm of all souls. When the Black-Blood Lord crawls out of the pit, any creature that leaves the temple is likely to be pulled into the realm of all souls. Just like these Black Blood Demon Slaves, who were Azoretan warriors who tried to storm the temple to deal with the Black Blood Master, only to be turned into demons by the Black Blood Master, and those who escaped from the Temple became undead. ”

"Are you telling the truth?" asked the giant dwarf general as he walked over and asked in a low voice.

As soon as he spoke, everyone noticed the conversation. The Dark Elf Priestess smiled and said, "I'm honest now...... The huge rift in the outer wall of the temple was broken by the Black Blood Master, and the realm power of the Ten Thousand Souls Realm also leaked out from the rift. Once the Black Blood Lord appears, the realm power of the realm of all souls will also expand beyond the temple, and creatures with lower life levels may be pulled into the realm of all souls when they leave the temple. ”

The elven prince and the dwarven prophet stopped arguing and came over and asked, "Ma'am, are you saying that if we all leave the temple, we will alarm the Black Blood Master, and that the mid-level and low-level warriors will fall into the realm of all souls and become undead creatures?"

Sahiltana sighed, shook her head, and said, "I advise everyone not to try this. ”

The commanders looked at each other, if what the Dark Elf Priestess said was true, and the Black Blood Lord did not allow the prey that was about to reach his mouth to leave, then the consequences of a collective retreat were beyond their reach.

"Bad-eyed dark elf chick, you only say such an important thing now?" the old dwarf asked in a loud voice, blowing his beard angrily.

The Dark Elf Priestess said without the slightest guilt: "I failed to complete the mission, I have only one way to die." I certainly don't want you to opt out of the Temple. But I have good news here, as long as you stay in the temple, you won't fall into the realm of all souls. Killing the Black Blood Master now is the only way out for everyone. ”

“...... Because, this temple built by the Azoreans was originally a prison cage used to suppress the black blood master, but also to suppress the realm power of the realm of all souls. ”

The atmosphere froze for a while, and after a while, the elven prince said in a dry voice: "We can't see the activities of the black blood demon now, which means that the black blood lord has gathered his strength and is ready to hunt us?"

"It's all the people in the temple. Sahirtana corrected.

The giant dwarf general asked sullenly, "What about the centaur troops stationed outside the temple?"

"Either keep them away from the temple, or let them in and hunt down the Black Blood Lord together. Sahiltana smiled like a poisonous black rose, and said in a soft voice: "Personally, I prefer the second option. ”