After listening to Muhamra's report, the old merman-man fell into deep thought, and then he told Muhamra a few words, asking him to conduct a more detailed search in the vicinity, and not to let any guy with ulterior motives sneak in, so he interrupted the call, and the impression that appeared in the mana fluctuations immediately fell apart and melted into the sea.

While Muhamra was trying to fulfill his report, the fish-** priest Saipraqi, who was sitting in a huge cave under Urutr, slowly stood up from his seat. Just now, the fish** priest used a technique that combined illusion and teleportation magic, through which he contacted his companions at a certain distance, and after receiving the reward, the fish** priest Cypraqi had gradually made a decision in his heart.

"Smack, smack!" Seprachi tapped the end of his scepter on his seat three times, and the latter made a crisp sound that sent the squires waiting outside the cave running in. I don't know if it was because of nervousness, but a fish-man attendant accidentally knocked down the stone statue next to him while running, and the statue fell to the ground and immediately fell to pieces, and at the same time made a crisp sound.

"Ah, please spare the High Priest!" the fish-man attendant who had made the mistake fell to his knees, his voice trembling in his plea for mercy, evidently terrified of the High Priest Seprachi's punishment.

"Hmph! How dare you blaspheme. The old merman, the high priest Sepraqi snorted angrily, he raised the bone scepter in his hand, and nodded at the attendant who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and a blood-red light erupted from the skull at the top of the scepter, and went straight to the fish-man squire, who didn't have time to dodge before he was hit on the head by the blood-red light, and then his entire body immediately split into countless pieces, becoming a disgusting pile of flesh on the ground.

The other fish-man attendants all felt the same way, but no one dared to resist or question, the high priest Cypraqi represented the god of strength and revenge they believed in, and had powerful mana, which was not something that these ordinary people could resist, so these fish-man attendants all prostrated on the ground, hoping that the high priest would not be angry with him again.

High Priest Sepraqi waved his hand, signaling to clean up the mess in front of him, so there were many fish-man attendants who quickly broke down the pile of flesh and blood that broke into pieces, as well as the stone statues that fell to the ground and broke into more than a dozen pieces, and after a long time, the entire large cave was restored to its original cleanliness and tidiness, except for the smell of blood in the air, it was no longer possible to see that there was a fish-man attendant here who died tragically.

After his subordinates had taken care of everything, Seprachi gave the order in a flat but unquestioning tone: "Now that our tribe is in danger and must overcome this crisis, I pray to Durag, the great god of strength and vengeance, to gain his mercy and show us the way in the lost way. Prepare your offerings, the sooner the better!"

"Yes, High Priest!" the fish-man attendants looked at each other, but they respectfully agreed, and then slowly withdrew. Praying to the gods and receiving the oracle was Sepraqi's greatest reliance, and it was also the foundation of his rule over Yurutr, with the support of that god, the crippled fish-man boy who was once just a poor enough to have to rely on digging for garbage for a living, became the high priest who ruled the tens of thousands of fish-man tribes in Yurutl for fifty years, and at the same time accepted the worship of all the races in the surrounding area of nearly a thousand miles, it can be said that Saipraqi is the supreme king in this sea.

After a long time, four young fish-man women quietly walked into the large cave, and they were wearing almost no clothes on their bodies, only a simple cloak to cover the vital points. The four fish-man maidens walked up to the high priest who was sitting in front of them, and almost numbly took off their cloaks, and prostrate naked in front of Sepraqi, revealing the slippery and delicate scales on their bodies.

Although the fish ** priest Saipraqi is already old, but his eyes still show some kind of strange brilliance, obviously also fascinated by the female body of the fish-man in front of him, he whispered a few incantations, praying to his gods, and then the male characteristics that have aged because of age turned out to be as strong as ever, far beyond the ordinary young fish-man man. Armed with the weapons to conquer the city, Seprachi strode over to the young women carefully selected by his squire, pressing on them for the most ferocious of the expedition.

This was the first step in Saipraqi's prayer ritual to his god of strength and vengeance, which had been held three or twice a year in almost every fifty years of his rule over the region, and all the young and beautiful fish-man women in the entire fish-man tribe had not escaped his clutches, although Saipraqi did not understand why his god had such a strange ritual, and in order to communicate with that god, he had to first merge with the other, and then sacrifice with the blood of men, so that he could finally send down the great oracle, but Sepraqi enjoyed the process very much。

After tossing for a few hours, the power that the fish ** priest Sepraqi borrowed from the gods slowly disappeared, and his masculine characteristics returned to their original state, and Sepraqi stood up from the body of the last fish-man woman, looking at the opposite sex who had just been conquered by himself with very satisfied eyes, and his heart was full of gratitude to the gods. After hearing the sound in the big cave disappear, the fish-man attendants who were waiting outside cautiously walked in, wrapped up the fish-man women casually, and then escorted in nearly a hundred young fish-man men who were tightly bound.

After these fishmen were escorted in, 8 fish-man priests with red cloaks on their shoulders quickly walked in in a neat formation, and the cloak of these fish-man priests had a mask emblem composed of countless tiny fish scales, obviously their bodies were similar to that of the Muhamra priest.

"Be honest!" A fish-man man who was about to become a sacrifice saw Sepraqi, his eyes were full of fire, and his body was desperate to pounce, but he was pressed to the ground by the fish-man behind him, and then swung the hammer with spikes in his hand and slammed the back of the desperately struggling fish-man man a few times, and the blood immediately burst out, and the fish-man man slowly lost his mobility because of the heavy injury.

The reason why this fish-man man is so angry is because he saw that his fiancée had just been carried out, but unfortunately although his strength was good, he could not fight against the magic of Cypraqi and his priests, a small hypnotism made him a prisoner, and his fiancée obviously became a victim of Cypraqi's conspiracy, the fish-man man was unwilling, but unfortunately he couldn't do anything now, he could only turn his anger into his eyes and nail it to Cypraqi's body.

"Well, let's start the sacrifice. The fish** priest Sepraqi did not notice the hateful gaze that was looking at him in those sacrifices, and he decided the fate of these fish-man men in a flat tone. After receiving orders from the High Priest, the fish-man attendants forcibly set up their sacrificial compatriots and placed them in every corner of the cave, and then forcibly cut off their heads. The blood soon flowed throughout the Great Cave, completely staining the ground red, and the heads of those fish-men were respectfully placed in front of the fish** priest, piled up into a four-sided skull altar.

The fish** priestess Seprachi chanted a spell aloud, and then his body disappeared in place, and by the time he reappeared, he was already standing on the altar of skulls stacked with the fish-man's head. Seeing that the high priest had started the ritual of this sacrifice, the eight fish-man priests hurriedly stood on the four sides of the skull altar with their respective positions, and then followed the high priest Sepraqi and recited aloud a psalm praising the god of power and vengeance.

A gust of wind immediately blew in the air of the entire cave, and then there was a faint sigh of satisfaction in the wind, and the fish-man attendants heard this sound as if they were facing a great enemy, and they quickly finished their business, and then left the cave as if they had escaped. High Priest Seprachi held the white bone scepter in his hand high, and shouted the name of the god loudly, in order to wake him up as soon as possible to descend to this plane, after the name of "Durag", the god of fish-man power and revenge, spread to every corner of the entire cave, the soul slowly stood up in the blood all over the cave, they were the fish-man sacrificers who had just died.

These fish-man sacrificers still seem to have some consciousness before death, but their souls are no longer controlled by their own consciousness, but float in the air empty, converging in front of the high priest Sepraqi, and in a short time, the souls of these ninety-nine young fishmen were fused together, and a dark vortex also appeared in front of the fish** priest Sepraqi.

"Ha!" A long, cold breath came from the dark whirlpool, and after hearing this voice, the nine priests, including the fish ** priest Sepraqi, all stopped chanting, and they prostrated themselves on the ground with great reverence, saluting the great gods they had descended to this plane, and only the sound of breathing from the dark whirlpool was getting closer and closer in the entire great cave.

"Something is going to wake me up, my most devout devotees!" an ethereal voice slowly appeared in the great cavern, this voice was unusually light, as if it was not real, but only in the minds of the priests. Upon hearing the god's voice, High Priest Seprachi immediately raised his head, and he found that the dark vortex had indeed changed into a face of no race or gender, very similar to the masks that appeared on the sacrificial cloaks, which was obviously the reason for the appearance of the mask emblem.