Chapter Ninety-Two: The Demon Order
In legend about the destruction of the city-state of Dimient, the city was swallowed by the demon lord "Glutton", who was killed and his body turned to rock, and the city sank into the ground. This legend may still have some credibility in ancient times, but in the flourishing period of human civilization a thousand years ago, it can only be said to be nonsense.
With the continuous expansion of human civilization on the continent, the wild black forest has disappeared in large numbers, and the rules of order in the mortal world have been further improved. In recorded history, the battle between humans and demons has never ended, but on the whole it has tended to be stable. A powerful existence of the level of a demon lord, because of the suppression of the rules of order, has rarely descended to the mortal world in person.
The real reason why Dimient fell deep underground was because the city-state itself was built on extremely unstable strata. The underneath the castle of the lords in its central area turned out to be a naturally formed underground cavern.
El and Lolana cautiously followed behind the Speaker, and walked all the way down the secret passage of the conference room, and after about ten minutes of travel, it suddenly became clear to them.
Judging by the length and inclination of the secret passage, this is still the underground of the castle, but what El sees is a huge cavity that is wider than the area of the castle above ground. The distance from the top of the cave to the ground is at least fifty meters or more, and the other end of the hollow edge, as far as the naked eye can see, is more than two hundred meters, and it is not known how much is hidden in the darkness.
In the middle of this underground cavern, the rock rises abruptly, as if something is trying to break through the ground, and from a distance it looks like a bamboo shoot-shaped minaret. Around this stone tower, flaming torches are erected in twos and threes, illuminating the limited space around it.
Dozens of mysterious people wearing peaked hoods and holding staves gathered in this space, each taking care of the work around them. Half-crouching, they tapped the ground like an embroidery needle with the staff in their hands, drawing lines of unknown meaning on the ground with pure magic.
If someone looks down from above, they will find that this is actually a super large magic circle with an area of nearly 100 square meters, and the job of those mysterious people is to repair and improve the wiring in the magic circle little by little. This massive circle spreads outward around the stone tower, countless lines twisted into ancient and mysterious symbols.
Although the symbols were still static, the mere shape of their own showed a twisted madness, and even ordinary people who knew nothing about magic would know at a glance, which was definitely not a good thing. γStarterγ
The Speaker slowly walked to the edge of the circle, looking at the scene in front of him and couldn't help frowning, since ancient times, the complexity of casting magic has always been proportional to the cost, in order to complete this huge project, the manpower and material resources he has spent over the years have been seriously overdrawn, otherwise the council would not be constrained and retreat in front of Lucius. But looking at the situation in front of him, the progress of the work here is obviously lower than his psychological expectations.
"Why isn't it finished yet?" asked the Speaker in a deep voice as he walked up behind a mysterious man who was working with his head bowed.
"The last step is almost complete, and there are about five percent of the finishing touches left. If there are no surprises, we can start tomorrow. The mysterious man looked up and pulled back the peaked hood, revealing a bare head with hideous blood-colored tattoos painted on it.
If he dares to walk on the street in this dress, I am afraid that he will be given divine sanctions by the believers of the Cult of the Gods at the first time, and there is only one kind of person in this world who can shave his bald scoop and tattoo his head, and that is the notorious Demon Order. Of course, in the eyes of most people, they are not fundamentally different from neuropathy.
The Demon Order, as the name suggests, is a mysterious organization that advocates the laws of chaos and believes in demonic power, although it also claims to be a sect, but unlike the neutral Darkmoon Sect, the followers of the Demon Order are a group of outright ************ elements. Their free, divergent thinking has no logic to speak of, and it is completely incapable of communicating properly.
In many of the stories sung by the bards, the Demon Order is the villain behind the scenes, always planning to destroy the world, and then finally being defeated by the hero and stepping on ten thousand feet...... But as far as the actual record of history goes, this group does like to plot similar conspiracies, but often it plays itself away. For these believers who worship the law of chaos, the so-called "careful planning" is as meaningless as toilet paper.
In fact, as far as the lower limit of the human race itself is concerned, the madmen of the Demon Cult are far from being extremely vicious representatives. The filth in the social circles of the upper class of the aristocracy in many countries is far more disgusting than the fictional stories made up by bards.
In the history of mankind, there has never been a shortage of aristocratic forces who secretly colluded with the Demon Cult, but most of these ambitious nobles eventually became the laughing stock after dinner. Although they don't mind using the power of the Demon Order, these crazy people don't have any contract spirit, and it's common for them to pit their teammates. Over time, the Demon Order became a rat crossing the street, and was jointly suppressed by all forces.
It was not surprising that the Demon Order appeared in the city-state of Dimient, because this was a newly opened frontier land, which had not yet been included in the sphere of influence of the Cult of the Gods, and the people were simple, so it was not difficult to fool around.
To be honest, the Speaker was reluctant to deal with the Demon Order from the bottom of his heart, because the record of these mad dogs pit their teammates in the past was really unreassuring. But now there was no room for relaxation between him and Lucius, and he could only hold on to this last straw. The idea in his heart is actually very simple, and there is no room for retreat anyway, so it is better to give it a try.
Even an idiot couldn't have gambled without a chance of winning, and it wasn't the discredited name of the Demon Order that made him make this decision, of course, but their leader in this region, because he also had a noble status and could barely be trusted.
"We don't have time, Lord Kemal. The speaker said with a calm face: "Lucius has returned, and is now on his way, and we must have a showdown with him today." β
"You and I both know that magic can't afford to go wrong, let alone magic that summons demons, and we have to be very cautious. Kemal pulled his hood, and the calmness in his tone sounded nothing like that of a real Demon Order member. He looked back at his men, sighed, and said, "Mr. Speaker, isn't it because of this caution that you chose to cooperate with me? Only I'm using demonic power, so I can dominate and keep my sanity. Only demonic forces that can be controlled will help us, otherwise we will be digging our own grave.
"You're right, Master Kemal, but we really don't have time. The Speaker said with a sad face, "Lucius is the grandson of that man, and I believe he knows the secrets here." If he returns to the castle today, he will soon find out what we have set up. β
"You're in a hurry, Mr. Speaker. It's just a day, how can it be delayed. Kemal had an impatient look on his face, and said with hatred: "First retreat is the advance, surrender to him, and prepare a grand celebration banquet for him." Find some girls to get him drunk...... Do you still need me to teach you how to do these things?"
"It's not that simple, he will cut off my head as soon as we meet. The speaker shook his head and smiled bitterly: "There is no buffer between us, if we meet, it will be the end of your life and death." β
"While it is not my position to comment on your council, I have heard about it. At this point, I have to say to you that this is completely your own death. In the other territories of the Oakland Kingdom, even the families that have been grudges for hundreds of years have not fought each other to the point of truly dying. There is actually no irresolvable enmity between you and Lucius, why did it end up like this?" Kemal said with some helplessness as he pouted.
"Hahaha, I'd like to know the answer to that question too, Mr. Speaker?" a loud voice suddenly sounded from the darkness in the distance, causing all the working demon cultists to raise their heads vigilantly.
Under the Speaker's horrified gaze, Lucius's heavily armed figure slowly stepped out of the dark shadows, followed by his loyal knights of the Order, who automatically spread out to both sides without deliberate command. Listening to the footsteps in the dark, there are more troops coming one after another.
"This can't be! You're still on your way! Where did you get here?" the Speaker pointed to Lucius's face and screamed in a fierce voice, the sudden change made him completely lose his cool, and even his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
He was just as surprised by visitors who did not belong to this world.
Blackbeard followed behind the Speaker, listening carefully to every conversation between the Speaker and Kemal, while observing his surroundings and trying to find valuable clues. For Lucius's sudden appearance, even with his cunning and cunning, he couldn't help but show a shocked expression on his face.
El and Lorana hid in the secret passage where they came, and Blackbeard was also the object of observation. El's hearing, of course, doesn't need to be pasted like Blackbeard and eavesdropping while thinking, he only needs to repeat the conversation between the two people, and naturally has the humanoid library next to him to analyze and study.
He knew why the Speaker and Blackbeard were shocked, because at the speed at which Lucius had been marching before, he should have just entered the inner city at this time. Even if he hurried to the castle, he would not be able to break into the ground immediately......
So where did this Lord Lucius come from? (Go read om) (Jiangsu.com)