The Pantheon was empty, except for the dim light on the statues of the Roman gods on the inner walls. The statues of the gods, whether angry or kind, tall or soft, look a little uncertain in the light, and this majestic and mysterious appearance may really deter some sneaky thieves.

Two pitch-black, subconsciously forgotten figures walked through the hall. Their figures appeared inexplicably transparent in the somewhat dark hall, and the dim light hit them, casting only the same shadow on the marble floor.

In the realm of words and ghosts, Caesar and the conductor were close together, groping silently in the pantheon. This is a speech spirit that can reduce its own sense of existence, and even the camera can deceive it to a certain extent. Even though Caesar stated that there was no surveillance, the cautious conductor chose his own way of sneaking in.

It's so quiet outside now, and you can only faintly hear some summer insects. The mysterious sacrificial procession, as well as the Gattuso family's security team, were silent, as if they had never appeared at all.

But Caesar could hear two waves of human heartbeats, weak on one side and strong on the other. On the faint side was the security team of the Gattuso family, the sun-like spirit did not kill them directly, but it also made them abnormally weak.

On the strong side was the sacrificial procession, an ancient sacrificial procession from the east, hidden in the darkness, like a seasoned hunter hidden in the woods, staring closely, waiting for new prey to appear.

However, their appearance also provides opportunities for other people such as train conductors. The castle opposite the Pantheon was "lively", and the sudden attack woke many sleeping families from their dreams, and Caesar could hear them shouting.

A variety of medium- and heavy-duty weapons poke their heads out of the fortifications of the castle, and the medieval classical castle is instantly transformed into a modern fortress. Countless bodyguards wearing sunglasses to hide the gold in their eyes poured out of the castle, and the already heavily guarded ancient castle was even more heavily guarded.

Caesar, who was leading the way in front, suddenly stopped, gently pulled the conductor next to him, and quietly pulled the latter to a hidden corner. After a while, hurried footsteps could be heard in the dark corridor, and the acting head of the Gattuso family walked around surrounded by a group of black-clad bodyguards.

"Have you identified the intruder?" Frost walked briskly at a pace that did not match his somewhat old appearance.

"Not yet, sir." His assistant replied, "We've also found some traces of other invasions, probably not in the same wave as them." ”

Frost took a deep breath, and gold appeared in his somewhat cloudy eyes: "It doesn't matter, where is Caesar?" Be sure to make sure he's safe. ”

"This ......," the assistant opened his mouth, and then said hesitantly, "Master Caesar, he...... It's not in the room right now. ”

Frost paused, and the golden intent in his eyes could no longer be concealed. He turned his head, and looked coldly at the assistant who replied with eyes of substantial pressure: "I should have said that Caesar's personal safety is the most important task of the family at all times, right?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Frost!" The assistant replied with a frightened face, "Young Master Caesar's room is the most important target to defend, but Young Master Caesar doesn't want us to interfere too much in his private life, so he doesn't set up a camera in his room." And the personnel patrolling outside the room did not find any signs of intrusion outside......"

The assistant lowered his head and said, "We found a secret passage in Young Master Caesar's room, I think Young Master Caesar is ...... Most likely, it left on its own. ”

The golden light in Frost's eyes gradually disappeared, he took a deep breath, and sighed weakly: "Caesar...... We're still too doting on you. ”

He turned around and continued walking: "Go and call Patsy and let him get ready." Let people go to Caesar again, no matter where he is, whoever took him or he left on his own, you must get him back for me! ”

"Yes, Mr. Frost......"

The crowd gradually disappeared into the dark hallway, and Caesar exhaled softly, his breathing and heartbeat slowly returning to normal levels.

"The sound of your heartbeat almost exposed us." He whispered behind him, "Also, they're gone, you don't have to hold a gun at me." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The conductor put away the pistol that he quietly touched, and he smiled, "A little insurance, if you are discovered, you will definitely be in no trouble, but I will be in big trouble." Whether it's infiltrating Gattuso's house or kidnapping you Caesar Gattuso, I can't afford any of them. ”

"By the time you appeared here, these charges had already been laid on your head." Caesar said, moving on. Soon, a spiral staircase descending from the ground appeared in front of them.

……

The screen in front of him went out, and Chen Motong, who was stuffing popcorn into his mouth, took off the 3D glasses on his head, and looked back at the maid who cut off the power supply with dissatisfaction.

The maid behind her looked polite, but the words she said were not polite at all: "Miss Chen, it's a pity that our entertainment for today ends here." ”

"I don't remember any time limits for my breaks." She sat down on the fluffy single couch, with no intention of getting up.

"It's a pity, Miss Chen, that I have it now." The maid didn't explain much to her.

She clapped her hands, and a pair of maids serving Chen Motong poured in from outside the door. The maids surrounded her, bent down and lifted the single sofa on which she had sat down.

"Where are you taking me?" She struggled to get up, only to find that at some point a pair of handcuffs had reached out of the armrests of the couch and were cuffed to her wrists. Similarly, her ankles were trapped by protruding anklets.

"It's time for you to rest, Miss Chen." The maid still replied like this.

"Let me go by myself......" She struggled hard, and then found that her strength was getting smaller and smaller, and her head was getting groggy. Damn it! The guys have narcotized her again!

Consciousness gradually disappeared, and Chen Motong, who had completely fallen asleep, was carried out of this all-white room by the maids. The white walls slowly descended, revealing a huge altar with heavy carved patterns and an ancient and decaying shape.

It was a huge altar in the darkness, with only a few torches around it as a light source, and there were intricate arcane patterns on the altar, and a mysterious light was emerging at the moment. There was a huge stone platform in the center of the altar, and the white-clothed maids untied Chen Motong's handcuffs and other restraints, and placed her completely asleep on the stone platform.

The maids got busy, and they kept going in and out of the darkness at the edge of the altar, bringing out all sorts of things from the darkness that they couldn't see through. Someone took a long dress with a bright color but a noble air and put it on her over her pajamas. Someone lifted her up, braided her long loose red hair, and put a gorgeous gold headdress on her. Someone brought an old and solemn dressing box and smeared her mouth with an incomparably bright red ......

Soon, he was dressed in classical and solemn costumes and wore gold hair ornaments. Like a princess, but more like a queen, Chen Motong, who is not like a bride, sits on the stone platform. Because of the noble aura on her body at this moment, the ancient and decaying stone platform exudes the feeling of wanting to surrender, like a throne.

Her body sat up straight suddenly, and slowly opened her eyes, but the eyes that were originally red were now lit up with a golden noble light, but there was no luster at all. She was stunned, as if she had completely changed into a person, and looked at the side that was brought in front of her, which had a strong ancient atmosphere and was carved with the dragon head mask of the Huaxia Dragon.

There seemed to be bursts of inexplicable ancient music in her ears, Chen Motong, who was in the fog, came back to her senses, stepped barefoot on the cold ground, and at this moment, she was still wearing pajamas, she shivered, hugged her bare arms and walked forward slowly. The music in her ears gradually became clear, as if to guide her in the dark mist.

Gradually, a warm light peeked out of the fog and shone on her body, dispelling the chill on her body. The music in my ears gradually became grandiose, and in addition to this, there were many cheers as if they were dancing. The fog in front of her was becoming less and less, and the light was becoming more and more dazzling.

Holding out her hand to block the blinding light, she stepped barefoot on the warm ground and stepped out of the mist. The extremely lively sound made her unable to react for a while, and she lowered her hand as she adapted to the light.

At this moment, it was as if some kind of festival was being held in front of her, and many exquisite lanterns illuminated the countless people in ancient but colorful costumes in front of her, who waved musical instruments or ritual instruments in their hands, stepped on the altar with mystical patterns, and danced around the stone platform in the center, which seemed a little empty, but was illuminated by the lanterns.

On the stone platform, a beautiful red figure wears a mask that symbolizes dignity and performs a dance to please the most noble being in the sky. The red long sleeves flew up, bringing a gust of wind on the stage, and under such a big movement, the gold hair ornament on top of her coiled red hair only shook slightly.

Obviously wearing extremely heavy costumes, but her body is lighter and graceful than any modern dancer, and with every movement, the gold ornaments on her head will flash under the light of the lanterns, like the sun shining in all directions in the sky.

Chen Motong couldn't help but be stunned, although the beautiful dancer had a dragon head mask on her face, which symbolized dignity, and she couldn't see her face clearly for a while, but this did not prevent her from thinking that the dancer was the most beautiful person in the world.

The sacrificial dance continued, and the incomparably soft ancient song was gently hummed by the dancer, the voice was inexplicably familiar, obviously I don't know how long ago the ancient language, but Chen Motong understood the meaning of the lyrics.

"The auspicious day is good, and Mu will enjoy the emperor;

Fu Chang sword and jade ears, loud and loud ......"

"Nine Songs: Donghuang Taiyi", one of the ancient sacrificial songs of Chudi in China, is the first song of the opening chapter, and it is also a song dedicated to the most noble gods in the sky.

"Yao Xi Yu Yao, Xi Qiongfang;

Hui cuisine steamed orchid, Dian Gui wine and pepper pulp......"

After the beautiful dancers, the dancers and singers who wield instruments and ritual instruments also begin to chant in low voices. The singing gradually became grandiose. At the same time, in the sky, there seemed to be some huge and ancient existence gradually opening its eyes. As if she had been pleased, she glanced lightly at the small beings on the ground who only wanted to please her despite their fatigue.

Along with the golden boy like the sun, there was also a little bit of light like gold, like starlight. The light fell from the sky and fell on the figure kneeling in front of the altar. This person was originally lying low on the ground, and he looked so inconspicuous in the dancing crowd that Chen Motong didn't see him at first.

He was like a sinner waiting to be condemned, like a believer waiting for God's gift, and after the golden light appeared, he raised himself as if in ecstasy and raised his hands into the air like a pilgrimage. He treated it like a rare treasure, and gently held the golden light in his hand.

The dancers did not stop dancing, but the beautiful dancers on the stone platform in the middle stopped singing and dancing. She strolled to the edge of the stone platform, and stood before the ecstatic man, looking at her like the queen of the tribe.

The man in ecstasy gradually regained his composure, and he once again bowed down under the stone platform, humble as a believer waiting to be blessed. Golden light spilled from the dancer's noble mask, and her golden boy stared directly at the person who was lying low in front of her, and she sang more esoteric songs.

Chen Motong was stunned, it seemed like an older ballad that she had heard for the first time, but it was like she had sung it many times. Gently, she hummed along with the dancers.

The golden point of light in the disciple's hand gradually dissipated, as if it had melted into the man's body. His body began to convulse, and he rolled on the ground in sharp pain. But both the queen-like dancers and the rest of the accompanying dancers and singers turned a blind eye to his situation. Then at some point, his black eyes suddenly widened, and he stopped struggling, his expression distorted as if he was dead.

The sacrificial song and dance continued, and the dancers and singers continued to offer songs and dances to the supreme beings in the sky as if they didn't care whether he lived or died. Immediately after, the man's godless eyes bloomed with gold, and the heart that had gradually calmed down began to beat violently as if something had been injected into it.

The dancers and singers erupted in cheers, and they gathered around him and continued to sing and dance around him, as if celebrating his new birth.

Chen Motong was completely stunned, she understood what the purpose of this ancient sacrifice was. This is a ritual to give birth to a half-blood, which is different from stealing the blood of the dragon in the records of the secret party, which is directly given by the mysterious dragon, and then the mysterious dancer or priest completes the transformation ritual from ordinary to half-blood!