In the past few days, Agnes has been involved in several underground transactions related to extraordinary materials and occult materials on Byam's side, trying to obtain some information about the materials used to concoct the "living corpse" potion. The auxiliary materials are not too difficult to obtain, and Agnes has spent some gold and has basically gotten their hands or already got the way to buy them, but the extraordinary materials ......

The Death Knell Flower and the Frost Wraith are both extraordinary materials that appear more often in the Southern Continent, and although they are not unobtainable on the Sunia Sea, they require a certain amount of connections.

For Agnes, it is not something that can be accomplished in a short time to manage enough contacts in a place like Byam, but it is better to turn to Mr. Chester, or simply find a way to trap a "living corpse" of the Indulgence faction and use the characteristics directly to concoct potions.

To be honest, Agnes felt that since she left Fenerport City, her thoughts had become more and more criminal, and if her former teammates from the Heart of Nature team knew, she would at least have to be pulled to check for out-of-control tendencies.

Agnes stood up, put down the three Soules bills on the table, and walked straight out of the dining room. This money is more than enough to pay for the food on the table, and you can leave a relatively generous tip.

"Nightingale." Agnes whispered.

"Ma'am." Nightingale's voice rang in Angnes' ears.

"Do you know where Mr. Chester is?" Agnes asked.

Nightingale was silent for a moment, then spoke up, "Mr. Chester is in the jungle in the eastern part of the Blue Mountains Island. ”

"In the middle of the jungle?" Agnes frowned slightly, it seemed that Mr. Chester had something to do, but I don't know if it was for the task of the temperance faction or ...... For the sake of the indulgent things that are not very pleasant.

She closed her eyes slightly, and sketched a leafless tree in her mind.

Consciousness spilled over the black threads that stretched out of her own spirit, and Agnes expertly found the strand that belonged to Maiviti, throwing a little spirit into it.

A gray veil of vision appeared in front of Angnes's eyes, the black reef and the sand that should belong to the light white sand with the sunshine of the Blue Mountain Island, the dark green palm trunks with dark brown leaf sheaths faintly tinged with a little dark red blood, and the natural caves formed by the depression of the reef, around several smooth cobblestones one person high there were finger deep grooves that formed inexplicable shapes, forming a black-brown almost paste-like substance.

Like a bloody sacrifice scene, Agnes couldn't help frowning, if you look at it from the direction of sunlight, this place should belong to the west coast of the sea somewhere on Blue Mountain Island, but I don't know if it is in the western area of Blue Mountain Island. Not far from them, above the reef, was a dense jungle.

What are they doing? Agnes threw herself at the people not far away.

The captain of the pirate group to which Mai Viti belonged, as well as the first and second officers on the ship, followed behind a middle-aged man with a pale face with deep eye sockets, and their eyes were fixed on a two-meter-wide flat stone not far away.

Agnes couldn't help but frown as she looked at something near the stone.

A complete corpse was laid out on a two-meter-wide flat stone, revealing a jagged skeleton beneath the shriveled flesh. The entrails were neatly arranged around the corpse, seemingly treated in some way to give them a slightly darker color. Some of the yellowed, blackened Shrouds of blood were clumped up on the side of the stone, and some of the corpse disposal tools with still wet scraps of flesh were thrown to the ground.

In addition to leveling the corpses on the stones, there were four dying people tied to a one-man high boulder at the four corners of the stone. The dried blood beneath them connected to a finger-deep furrow, and their pale faces were distorted with pain, and the moans were barely audible.

It's really a bloody ritual, it seems that the Indulgence Sect hasn't sent a more heavyweight extraordinary person to retaliate in the past few days, just for this ritual, Agnes couldn't help but be a little surprised, I don't know if I can report to the Storm Church now, and the substitute will have time to stop the completion of this ritual.

From the point of view, the ritual has already begun.

After all, it is to revitalize the sacrifice in the sphere of influence of the Storm Church, and they should still be dealt with. However, the Storm Church's emergency management capabilities need to be considered......

Agnes always had the feeling that a substitute would be late, even if it seemed to be for no reason.

If the substitute is involved in preventing the completion of this living sacrifice, then the Church of the Storm Lord can use this reason to clean up the primitive and bloody sacrificial traditions on the Blue Mountain Island, after all, the local adherents of the sea god still maintain the bloody sacrificial tradition.

However, if the punishers failed to stop the living sacrifice, the Church of the Lord of the Storm would have even more reason to clean up the bloody sacrifice, which would be a shame......

Agnes reached out to cover her forehead, trying to clear the dark thoughts that kept coming to her mind, and couldn't help but sigh.

She thought that these thoughts were justified, but her intellect told her that she could come up with such thoughts, but she could not take them as facts for no reason.

Agnes kept the vision she had gained through contact, but she didn't stop, relying on her keen instincts gained through potions to discern where she was and what was going on around her, and walked back to the hotel where she was staying.

According to what can be seen in the field of vision, the dried corpse on the leveling stone should be the center of the ritual, and the four people around it are likely to be the sacrifice of the ritual.

According to the skeletal characteristics of the dried corpse, it can be roughly seen that it is a Southern Continental, and it was once mummified......

Agnes couldn't help but frown, she didn't have specific knowledge of this ritual, after all, unless she became a high deacon and was in charge of related affairs, the Earth Mother God Church would not teach knowledge related to this bloody ritual.

However, if the most basic knowledge of the ritual is to speculate that the ritual is a ritual of praying to the gods, and the most basic function of the sacrifice in the ritual of praying to the gods is to attract the attention of the gods concerned, then according to the style of the indulgents and the gods they believe in, this kind of half-dead sacrifice is not a good choice.

They'll either indulge their instincts a little more, or they'll be a little more bloody, and this somewhere in between doesn't fit their aesthetic.

And if the purpose of this ritual is for the dried corpse, then the role of these four sacrifices is more likely.

Some rituals can be used to take something from a sacrifice, some can use a sacrifice to create some effect, and some rituals where the sacrifice is just a simple material.

Agnes couldn't guess the true purpose of the ritual.