The scale of the slave rebellion spread like a flame, and the entire kingdom of Solan was plunged into turmoil.

At night, there was a knock on the wooden door of a voodoo meeting house.

"Who is it?" The janitor asked.

"Open the door, Lord Diamond Shespar of the Dark Sect has arrived!"

"Oh my God! The villain is far away! Please forgive your sins! ”

The heavy wooden door was opened, and a group of men in black burqas on tall horses entered the assembly hall, and the courtyard was filled with voodoo acolytes.

The leader dismounted, handed the reins to the bodyguard, and then led two of his subordinates to the highest floor of the assembly hall and entered the room at the end of the floor.

Some kind of witchcraft ritual is taking place here,

The ground is carved with twelve-pointed stars and ancient incantations, surrounded by butter candles, and several voodoo priests are reciting incomprehensible otherworldly hymns.

One of the retinue beside the Dark Sect Master coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and then shouted, "The Dark Sect Master has arrived!" ”

The cultists who were carrying out the ritual hurriedly bowed their knees in salute, and the highest of them came to the Dark Patriarch:

"Lord Diamond, it's been a long time, you're here to inspect the progress of the ceremony?"

Diamond Xespar unbuckled his hood, revealing a disgustingly rotten face like a corpse:

"That's right, my high priest, the whole kingdom is not at peace now, and I am afraid that the turmoil of the slave rebellion will interfere with our affairs."

"As you can see, my lord." The High Priest pointed to the circle and said, "Everything is going well, the storm outside has not yet hit this place, at least not yet. ”

"Well, that's good." The Dark Sect nodded, then pushed open the window and stretched out his hand to the neatly arranged men in black in the courtyard below:

"High Priest, I have brought a gift for your assembly house—

This is a well-trained armed group armed with military flintlock muskets, bayonets and sabers,

I proudly call them 'cathars.'"

This time I brought a hundred men, and after I left, they were all under your command, and the ammunition and supplies were unloaded outside the door, and these supplies were enough for you to stay out of the house until the end of the riot. ”

"Great! Now we voodoo finally have our own armed group! Patriarch, can I put the cathar at the door? ”

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry, I mean, is it possible for outsiders to see this force, are they a legitimate armed group?"

"Don't worry, my high priest, it's all done.

The members of the Cathar are all licensed to carry guns at the first level, and although they are still nominally private security organizations, they are in fact on a par with the regular army of the Kingdom.

Our people can even go directly to the arsenal of the Kingdom Army to receive guns and ammunition, and they can also receive professional military training, and the expenses will be fully reimbursed by the state treasury."

"Awesome! It seems that your prestige in the cabinet has increased again, my lord. ”

The Dark Sect stroked his white beard proudly:

"Well, King Louis I now trusts me more and more, and so does His Royal Highness the Prince, who is only a religious adviser in name, but in fact is already a prime minister.

The cathar army is just the beginning, and the power of this religion will gradually infiltrate all aspects of the kingdom, gradually controlling the economic lifeline and military power of the world's largest power.

The king himself is terminally ill and will not live long, and when the imbecile prince inherits the throne, I will be at my mercy, and then we will be able to do whatever we want. ”

"Your Excellency is wise! You are the Chosen One, the greatest leader of the Voodoo Cult for thousands of years! ”

"Okay, okay, old friend, don't be a sycophant, let's talk about business, when will the task I gave you be completed?"

The High Priest pursed his lips, looking a little nervous:

"Hmm...... It will take about a month, and the ritual is still in the experimental stage, and the connection of the space-time rift is still very unstable, and accidents often occur, and I have lost a lot of people on my side. ”

"Don't worry, it's going to be a step-by-step experiment, it just so happens that I'm here, let your people pull a 'lamb' in, I'll see how the quality of the ritual is, and make some suggestions."

"Okay, I'll start them." The High Priest turned to the dark acolyte beside him and ordered:

"Pull the 'lamb' in, and the adults will observe the space-time rift experiment."

"As you wish, my lord!"

Half a minute later, a large group of Voodoo followers entered the house with a man who had been tied up in a ball, and it turned out that the so-called "lamb" in their mouth was not a domestic animal, but a living human being!

This "lamb" is covered with tattoo symbols, apparently a slave,

He was wrapped in thick hemp rope, with stinky socks in his mouth, and black cloth tied around his eyes, and he writhed and struggled constantly, as if he had guessed his fate.

The Dark Sect stepped forward and looked at it, looking quite satisfied, and said:

"The quality of this batch of 'lambs' is good, where did you get the goods from?"

The High Priest shrugged his shoulders:

"Bought from a nearby slave bazaar."

"I didn't say what it was for."

"I'm not that stupid, I write in the slave trade register as a handyman for a handicraft workshop.

In fact, the slave traders knew very well that no workshop would be short of people all day long, so they didn't care what the buyer did, as long as they could make money. ”

The Dark Sect Leader smiled: "Hmph, if people don't do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed." ”

The slave was carried to the center of the twelve-pointed circle, and the two held his head down, forcing him to look directly at the ground.

A high-ranking dark acolyte with a silver crown asked, "Can we begin, my lords?" ”

The High Priest said, "Let's get started, do a good job, the Dark Sect Master is watching!" ”

"Order!"

The Dark Acolyte began to chant the incantation, pulling out a cold, strangely shaped sacrificial knife from his belt, and slitting the slave's throat with a single sword.

Blood soon filled the ground with patterns and writings, candlelight flickered, and several priests chanted exotic hymns louder.

An assistant in a leather apron stepped forward to cut the ribs with a bone saw, cut out the lungs of the dead "lamb", and put the organs into a clay jar.

The Acolyte of Darkness knelt down in front of the blood-soaked circle symbol and prayed aloud:

"Praise the God of Darkness, praise the Lord of Chaos, your servants have set up a feast to welcome guests from the exotic high latitudes!

LizMeintazXadoloomaZohra！ ”

The language of this incantation came from the distant starry sky, and it was very difficult to pronounce in a human voice.

The originally clear night sky was suddenly overcast, and strange red lightning slashed down, and a deafening thunder was heard half a second later.

"Boom!"

The dim flickering candlelight and the dazzling electric light outside the window reflected the terrifying face of the dark patriarch Diamond Xespar,

He seemed quite composed, and he was already familiar with the scene in front of him.