The gates of the city walls were closed again in front of Essaoweran, and he had no intention of paying attention to what was happening outside, for an even more difficult predicament awaited him. If entering Taittingchi alone is dangerous, then the sudden killing of Gadore has directly made the current situation worse.

Sure enough, the voice of Sovereign, which was so disgusting, soon came from his ears. "Greetings, Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" said Gadore's voice with a hint of playfulness, "Your name is Sovereign, isn't it? In order to have a pleasant journey, I'm sure you won't mind if I take away your weapon!" he reached for the sword at Soveran's waist.

"You don't deserve to say my name!" Sovereign roared, slamming his head backwards. Almost at the same time, a scream erupted from behind with the sound of a broken nasal bone.

Gadore clutched his nose in pain, red blood gushing from his fingers and muffled voices. "You...... Damn it...... Damn bastard!" he roared and stabbed the dagger into Soveland's chest.

"Damn you!" Sovereign roared, one hand flickering away from the attack, the other clenching and turning towards Gadore's cheek. "Bang! Bang ......" two heavy punches directly opened a bloody hole in the sheriff's eyebrow bone, and the fist that was repeatedly raised brought out a little splash of blood.

When Soveland's third punch came head-on, Gadore suddenly grabbed Soveland's right arm and hooked the back of his dagger around his neck, pressing him to the ground. In the face of Soveran's fierce resistance, Gadore directly pulled his fingers into the gauze on his left shoulder, and the old wound that was re-torn open spurted bright red blood, and the tidal pain almost made Soveran faint.

"Do you want to kill me?!!, you can't just use your fists!" said Gadoré with his arm around Soveran's neck, his fingers even twisting slowly in Soveran's wound.

Drops of blood fell down Gadore's jaw and smashed into Soveran's face, his cheek pressed against the ground, a stinging pain coming from the sharp stones. "I said, I'm going to tear you to pieces!" he glared at Gadoré, his eyes bloodshot, and beads of sweat on his forehead that shone pale in the sun.

"Come, I'll wait, my Highness!" Gadore's jaw was already red with blood, like a demon with a mouth full of blood, "I will be delighted to watch your companions being chopped into meat sauce when I appear in front of those monsters with your head in one hand and a Destiny Shard in the other!"

Gadore's words stung Sovereign deeply, and suddenly, the young prince bit the sheriff's arm. "Ahhh......h

With a "snap", Soveland's head jerked to the side, and the blood in his mouth spurted a blinding scarlet on the stone bricks. "Are you honest now?!" said Gadore, smiling, wiping his hand on his mouth, the tearing pain coming from his nose making his face twist a little hideously.

The thick smell of blood spread through Soveran's mouth, and Gadore's blow made Soveran instantly unconscious, and his head buzzed as if the whole world had been shattered.

Satisfied, Gadore thrust the dagger back into his boot, and tore off the tattered sleeve entirely, wrapping it around the wound where a large chunk of flesh had been bitten off by Sovereign. "For the sake of the Lord God, I just want your weapon, I don't really want to make it so embarrassing!" he spat out a mouthful of blood, and tied Soveland's hands in layers with his scarf, and then tugged hard to make sure that the tie was strong. "Didn't you let me get it in the end?" he said, removing the sword from Soveland's waist and standing up.

An icy chill slid out of the scabbard with a clear sound. Looking at the straight blade in his hand, a satisfied smile appeared on Gadore's face. "Draxa Sword of the Loyal Guard!" he whispered the inscription on the sword, the sun shining on the sword, reflecting a bright reflection on his face, "What a good sword! It's a pity, if I had known that the blacksmith had such a good skill, I might have considered sparing his life......" Gadore sighed with regret, and casually waved a few fine sword lights in the air.

"Ahem...... "Ahem," Sovereign coughed violently, staring at Gadoré's figure, "you're going to ...... for that Pay the price!"

"Save it, little one!, if I were you, I'm afraid I should be more concerned about my own situation!" said Gadore, retracting his sword from its scabbard and inserting it naturally into his waist, "Now that the conflict has been settled, let's get down to business!

"Phew, you damn scum......" Soveran spat blood into Gadoré's face.

"Hahaha......" the sheriff laughed uncontrollably and wiped the blood from his face, "thank you for the compliment, my Highness! You may not know, but in Kugil, I enjoy this title! this quality makes my life more nourishing in the filthy world, doesn't it?!" Gaddore gave Sovereign a hard push behind his back, pushing him down the path that stretched out in front of him. "Hurry up, my Highness, and when I actually want to kill you, you'll be on your knees at my feet, begging me to be a scumbag to let you die a happy death!"

Sovereign was shoved and staggered forward, and only then did he have time to take a look at the strange city of temples in front of him.

Unlike the previous city where the Thorn Armed Mercenaries lived, Taitinchi was completely built into a city born for sacrifice, without a trace of a living residence. As far as the eye can see, the wide promenade is lined with huge stone pillars several people high, and at the top of the stone pillars are placed animal-shaped stone sculptures leaning downward. The carvings of those stone carvings are exquisitely crafted, and every detail is vividly depicted, as if they are about to rush down and choose people to devour in the next moment.

In the center of the open square, at the middle of the trail is a circular open space paved with stone bricks, and in the middle of the open space is a stone platform that cinches in the waist. As Essoran and Gadore slowly approached the platform, they realized that the base of the platform was a combination of four half-squatting figures back to back.

Further up, on top of the stone platform held up by the statue, is a gray stone urn more than one person high, with a deep purple diamond-shaped gem embedded in the center of the urn, and at this time a breathtaking halo flows in the sunlight. For some reason, when Soveland's gaze touched the stone urn, there was a cold and piercing feeling. But what really creeped the two of them was the dark red stone piles around the circular clearing.

Combined with the previous descriptions on the slabs, Sovereign immediately guessed the purpose of the stakes—the guillotines for the execution of slaves and prisoners. It's just that he couldn't imagine how many lives were executed alive by those dark red blood stains that had been soaked into the stone, and how many tragic tragedies had been suffered by the people living here in the frenzied sacrifices at the end of the Takaz Empire.

Sovereign's gaze fell beyond the stone platform to the temple at the end of the trail, the intricately decorated temple with a radiating stone roof like the sun's rays, and fell silent for a moment. An empire that believes in destiny ends up ruining its own destiny with its own hands. Who abandoned whom? Soveran could not find an answer in his heart, and perhaps the Kujitan people who had disappeared into the river of time could not find an answer for themselves.

"Irony, my esteemed Highness! Commoners are worthless in the face of royal power. In the face of death, dignity is worthless. In the face of interests, loyalty is worthless!" Gadolei stroked the stone platform, and his tone revealed great disdain, "You will never know that between black and white, more people are struggling in the gray world......"

Sovereign withdrew his gaze, a hint of indifference on his wounded face. "I never thought that someone would put such a high-sounding reason on their evil deeds!"

"Why? it's not a reason, my prince......" continued Gadore, laughing dryly, "this is the law of my survival that has survived to this day! and why you must die - you are in the way of too many people!" he said, stretching out his hand and flicking lightly on the stone urn.

"If it were you, I wouldn't do it......" Sovereign reminded him of Gadore's movements, the stone urn giving him a hint of foreboding.

"For the sake of the Lord God, I didn't expect you to be so bold!" Gadore turned around and laughed at Soveland, but the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and his whole face seemed to fade from all blood as if it was frightened. With a "swish", the sheriff drew his sword and stared at Sovereign's back like a frightened beast.

Sovereign was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked back, but the sight that greeted him almost drained all the heat from his body, and a piercing cold spread down his spine.

Not far behind them, stood a "man", a "man" with the image of a priest of Kujitan in relief. A crown of dark purple feathers obscured his face, and his upper body was exposed to the air with dark skin and white and red lacquer. The arm hanging beside him was wrapped in gray bandages, and even his fingers were tightly wrapped.

He stood there silently, without saying a word, the sockets of the eyes on the brass mask were pitch black, and the strangely shaped mouth was grinning an exaggerated smile, which was reflected in Soveland's eyes, but with an indescribable weirdness and horror.

"What the hell is this!!When did he appear behind us!" Gadore's voice was sharp and unusually sharp, with an unconcealed fear.

Sovereign didn't answer, but he knew very well that there was absolutely no one on the trail he had just walked. Moreover, Taittingchi, which has been abandoned for thousands of years, how can there be anyone!

At this moment, the priest moved, and he slowly raised his arms, and a string of obscure words came out of his mouth. Suddenly, two clouds of black light flew out of Soveran's and Gadore's chests and grabbed into his hands.

Gadore was completely panicked, and he yelled loudly in a cold sweat, "What did he do! Damn! What did he take from us!"

Sovereign quickly looked around him, trying to figure out what was wrong. Soon, his gaze fixed at Gadore's feet, and then looked at himself with difficulty. He ...... He ...... "Soveland's voice was dry, as if telling a completely unbelievable fact," he took...... Ours, Shadow!"