It is said that in the deepest part, the abyss and hell are connected together, where countless demons and demons are engaged in a never-ending battle. The above knowledge comes more from the inheritance and records of other races that humans have obtained during their exploration of the endless plane, but the experience handed down by mankind's own adventurers is very rare, and almost only in the chanting of troubadours.

The essence of the devil is in the heart, and the power of the devil comes from the skull. On the Norland continent, not to mention a complete big devil's head, even a broken horn is worth a lot. Gordon's tone was an understatement, but the head of the Great Devil was probably one of the most valuable treasures of the Akmund family. It was only in front of the fresh Demon Lord's heart that it looked a little dim.

At this moment, a handsome young man suddenly appeared in the command hall, it was the strange thief Seldon, and this time Richard still did not find out how he appeared.

With a charming smile, Serdon said in an unusually stern tone: "Master, Grand Priest Van Lin is ready, and the sacrificial ceremony can start at any time. In addition, the other powerful families have already sensed the movement on our side, and the road to the Eternal Dragon Hall has begun to gather strong people, and there are seventeen scouts with strong perceptions. Do you want me to get rid of a few first?"

Gordon had already put on his armor, and as he tidied up, he said, "No, I know that this time the strength is very disadvantageous to us, but now it is impossible to wait for the other people to come back, so let's set off like this." Where's my sword?"

Mordred handed Gordon a humble sword. It was an ancient sword, and its bronze scabbard was mottled with rust. Aside from a few worn-out runes on the scabbard, there was nothing unusual about the longsword.

Gordon casually hung the sword at his waist, and said, "Let's go, let's see if those old guys who live on the sixth floor have the courage to do it!" Richard, bring those two boxes, and remember to give them a levitation spell, otherwise you won't be able to lift them. ”

A moment later, a group of knights appeared from the entrance of the teleportation temple and walked along the winding path towards the Temple of the Eternal Dragon, which occupied the highest point of Faust. The dense canopy on both sides of the boulevard is bathed in the light of the colorful crescent moon, casting large shadows deep and shallow.

Although the distance from the Teleportation Temple to the Eternal Dragon Temple is several kilometers long, it is only two corners and more than a kilometer when it completely leaves the temple to guard the satellite TV line and walks on the special road of the Dragon Temple. But tonight the road seems to be forever long with no end in sight.

It was a team of six knights, and Gordon rode his horse at the forefront, and the horse was almost completely covered in heavy dark black horse armor, and when the four hooves stepped on the ground, it occasionally spewed out a flaming flame. This "Dark Moon Black Flame" has long been the symbol of Gordon, and it is also a character that has appeared in the nightmares of many old nobles of the Holy Alliance. Richard was sandwiched between Kellan and Cade, with Semir behind him. Mordred dragged at the end of the group, and unlike the quiet Dark Moon Flame, Lava would often dig the ground with its iron hooves, and seemed a little restless, as if impatient with the unhurried speed of the whole group.

Richard rode on his ironclad horse, with two chests, one large and one small, hanging on either side of him, undisguised and disguised. His heart was beating fast and slowly, and he could clearly feel the cold mental fluctuations passing through him, and he stayed on the two boxes for a long time. In the deep woods, in the small square, and even behind the buildings that seemed to have fallen asleep, I don't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at this seemingly thin team. And many more are coming.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, the Eternal Dragon Hall was shrouded in pale golden light, like a temple of gods. In the void above the main hall, the brilliance of the seven-colored moon was completely annihilated, and only a huge hourglass image appeared and disappeared, and countless ribbons of light woven by mysterious symbols flew around. This miraculous sight marks the opening of the Temple of the Eternal Dragon, which means that the highest level of sacrifice will be held.

The sacrificial rituals of the Eternal Dragon Temple are divided into three levels. The higher the ritual, the more priests and priests were involved, and the more divine favors and gifts the sacrificer received. It is said that the highest level of ritual may even communicate directly with the divine consciousness of the dragon of eternity and time. Of course, this is just a legend, and no family in the history of Faust, including the royal family, has been able to successfully communicate the divine consciousness of the dragon of eternity and time. Maybe someone has been successful before, but in the end chose to keep it a secret.

The level of the sacrificial ritual is chosen by the sacrificer according to the sacrifice, and the higher the better. If the highest rituals are initiated, but there are not enough sacrifices to match, it is entirely possible to summon divine punishment. This is a precedent in the history of Faust. Therefore, the anomaly of the Eternal Dragon Temple is combined with the team of the Akmund family, and the idiot will also know that this team carries sacrifices that are enough to hold the highest level of sacrifice.

The value of such a sacrifice can drive at least a third of the wealthy crazy, especially those at the bottom of the rankings. You must know that Faust may not be able to see the highest sacrifice in a year, and it is basically concentrated in the royal family and the first five families. And Akmund, although he has proven his strength with floating islands 7-3, is still stubbornly considered insufficient by some families due to the short history of entering Faust for just over a year. Such an upstart, before he has yet to gain a foothold, wants to perform the highest level of sacrifice, even if there is no direct conflict of interest, it is enough to cause a lot of grievances and irritation. What's more, the highest level of sacrifice is likely to receive enough divine grace to change the existing pattern of Faust.

Therefore, the road of this kilometer seems extraordinarily long, and the situation is like a full bow, which may be tense all the time, or it may be shot out the next moment.

Richard's palms were smooth and greasy, full of cold sweat, and the thick murderous aura had already overwhelmed him. It was only then that he really felt the pressure of facing a truly strong person, a natural shock brought by the difference in power levels, just like when humans look forward to the endless plane, they naturally feel that the power of creation is unattainable, and this awe has nothing to do with courage.

"Calm down, calm down......," Richard said to himself repeatedly, trying to keep his riding posture unchanged. He didn't dare to prepare any magic, and in this delicate situation, any extra movement could upset the fragile balance in front of him.

There was a bang, and the sound of stepping on broken branches suddenly came from the depths of the trees next to it. Then, even Richard noticed a figure in a black suit and began to slowly move towards the team. Richard immediately tensed, and every meter closer to the person in his perception became a few points more threatening. How could such a strong person step on a tree branch, and how could he not be able to hide himself in the night? This is a temptation and a provocation. If it is not handled properly, then the team may be attacked immediately.

Gordon didn't seem to notice anything, his demeanor was very relaxed, and he even began to hum a small song that was circulating in an unknown plane, the tune was lively and cheerful, and a few highs and lows were even a little funny. 'Dark Moon Black Flame' also took small steps with ease, beating Gordon with a brisk rhythm. Seeing Gordon's back in front of him, Richard's tense nerves somehow suddenly relaxed.

The black shadow is getting closer and closer, and the posture is getting closer and closer to the ground, like a leopard close to its prey, which may launch a fatal blow at any time. He had broken away from the shade of the trees and became a large abrupt shadow on the road, and he was approaching the team little by little in full view. Six, five, four...... When Gordon passed in front of him, the two sides were only a meter apart!

At such a close distance, the black shadow did not need to move, and as long as he stretched out his hand, he could attack Gordon, and the number of vital points shrouded in the attack range was too many to count. Dark Moon's abdomen, four hooves joints, Gordon's legs, ankles, and even his waist and ribs were completely exposed in front of him! Richard, who was a few stalls behind, could clearly see that the black shadow was already trembling slightly, and his whole body was drumming with strength, and he could strike a fatal blow at any time!

However, until Gordon walked in front of him, his attack failed to strike.