Verse 630 - Xenos suppressed by witch sacrifices

A carriage with a noble coat of arms sped into a manor outside Javidra, the capital of the Anstraser Empire, and the servants quickly greeted it, respectfully pulling the door open, and kneeling on all fours. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Hunting boots in iron-striped lizard skins protruded from the carriage door and stepped on the back of the servant, and the leg circumference of the boot was comparable to that of a bull.

The young servant's face immediately turned pale, but he closed his mouth tightly, gritted his teeth so that he could not make a sound, and the thin spine made a squeak and moan that only the owner of the body could hear, and he did not want to lose his job, so he had to hold on.

"Master Ji Ming, do you need to eat?"

With a flattering smile, the well-dressed butler stepped forward to hold the fat man's wrist.

The nobleman, who was like a ball, straightened his fat belly, and without looking at the poor servant at his feet, walked smoothly out of the carriage with just the right height of his back.

"No! go there first!"

The fat aristocrat with a big belly had a very low voice, and his eyes fell directly to the depths of the dimly lit manor, flickering with an unknown cold light.

"Yes!"

The housekeeper bowed his head respectfully.

At night, the manor occupies a large area, with a lush grove behind the tall main house, and in the center is a greenhouse flower house formed by large pieces of glazed splicing.

Glazed melting is not easy, the finished product is usually a potion bottle, small utensils or ornaments, and the large flat shape is extremely rare, and the steel skeleton of this flower house does not know how many gold coins are costed.

If you look closely, the size varies. The light-colored glass of different colors is also etched with criss-crossing lines and mysterious runes on the inside, which is not just as simple as light transmission and thermal insulation and moisturizing glass.

The deep woods seemed to be deserted, very silent, not even the sound of insects, but in fact it was full of murderous opportunities, and there were assassins who were good at lurking silently and quietly keeping on guard.

The housekeeper and the fat nobleman came to the door of the flower house, which was also made of glass, and opened the lock with a delicate silver key.

The crack in the door was gently pushed open, and a unique aura of plants and trees immediately poured out, and all kinds of rare plants were planted in the flower room, and many of them were rare magic plants that faintly emitted elemental fluctuations.

"Please, sir!"

The steward of the manor stopped at the door. He was not qualified to enter. Besides, even if he lent him a hundred dares, he would not dare to step through this door without permission.

"Uh-huh!

The obese nobleman took out a strange knot made of unknown plant fibers from his bosom, took it in his hand and stepped into the flower room, seemingly casually hooking it with his index finger and gently spinning it, following his steps. Some of the surrounding plants feel that there is no wind automatically. Gently swaying up. The leaves and branches seemed to stretch slowly towards the fat back of the passing one, as if it were a piece of delicious cheese.

If someone who doesn't know the details dares to trespass, I'm afraid he won't have taken a few steps. They will be strangled on the spot or sprayed with poison and poison by the devouring plants in the flower house, and some plants can even swing blade-sharp blades, flames, ice, or many other strange and deadly means, and the danger is no less dangerous than that of the woods outside.

The fat pig-like aristocracy suddenly took care of his fat legs, and his fat body trembled with rhythm, as if he would squeeze out the thick oil and water at any time.

In the center of the flower house is a circular pool surrounded by many plants, and a few slender aquatic plants can faintly see gold coins and precious stones reflecting dazzling luster among the slender aquatic plants under the water, and a few slender swimming fish swimming to and fro happily.

In addition, there are several stone pillars as thick as adult thighs, nearly half a person high, and the top of the column carved with deep geometric patterns is a stone sculpture of a hideous monster with different movements, and the fat nobleman walked to a stone pillar that went deep into the ground, and the fat palm flickered without warning when it touched the head of the stone carving.

A thick square stone slab next to the edge of the pool sank silently into the ground, revealing a hole in the ground that seemed to have black mist surging out of its fingers.

The fat nobleman smiled suddenly, and without hesitation, he stepped into the hole in the ground, as if there were steps inside, and his whole body gradually sank into the darkness.

When his figure disappeared, the slate floated again, fitting into the surrounding ground, and the room was once again quiet.

As if from the temple of the ancient barbarian gods, the thick rough rocks were piled up into a huge space, and iron juice was poured between the cracks, making it even stronger than the city walls.

On the wall, there are short rods with Bai Sensen beast bones as handles, the top inlaid with magic crystals, and all kinds of strange pendants, from time to time one of the short sticks emits a trace of strange fluctuations, instantly triggering a series of vague resonances of all the short staffs, which seems to form a special large array to envelop the entire hall.

In the center of the six stone pillars about ten zhang high, which support the dome, a huge round pond seems to be boiling, and the bright red water bubbles endlessly, and the pungent blood gas fills the air.

Embedded in the dome and stone pillars, the soft white light emitted by many dazzling crystals was also dyed with a strange crimson color.

In the only stone passage that entered this underground hall, in addition to the breeze with a bit of peculiar smell, you could still hear the terrible screams and moans from the Soul Prison of the Underworld from time to time.

Shaking three times, with laborious steps, the fat nobleman who disappeared in the flower room walked out of the stone passage that could accommodate five people in parallel.

Walking to the edge of the tumbling pool of blood, he sneered, as if talking to himself.

"I've heard you've been very bad lately, haven't you?"

The pool of blood didn't seem to show anything out of the ordinary, except for bubbles that kept popping out in response to the subtle crackling sound of the horn.

The fat nobleman raised the strange knot in his hand, looked it up and down as if admiringly, and said again: "Is it that the peaceful life has been too comfortable for too long, and I have forgotten whose territory it is! It seems that I must teach you a long lesson!" He suddenly spat out a series of obscure syllables with a rapidity like a machine gun.

An undercurrent suddenly rose in the blood water, as if something was underneath, and the movement became bigger and bigger, and suddenly chains as thick as thumbs and shimmering blue metallic luster jumped up from the blood water, and a terrible beast seemed to be imprisoned in the pool, struggling with all its might.

The surging waves of blood grew larger and larger, and as the chains that were revealed continued to increase, a monster covered in spikes emerged from the blood plasma, and the chains not only penetrated its body, but also refracted the same lustrous shackles that locked its limbs, and the only thing that could twist was its body.

Clutching the strangely shaped knot, the chant had no intention of stopping, and still kept a constant speed and rushed out from between the fat lips that kept opening and closing up and down, as if they didn't even need to breathe.

The monster trapped in the pool let out a terrible roar and struggled as hard as it could, and the chain driven by its body continued to whip the inner wall of the blood pool with blood, bursting out with sparks, and the whole pool seemed to be made of extremely hard rock or metal, just as majestic as the underground stone hall.

The sound of the curse lasted for nearly half an hour, the fat nobleman was covered in sweat, and even a pair of eyes the size of mung beans were covered with sweat constantly gushing out, but he didn't even have the idea of wiping it, his face was red and his neck was thick, and his face was distorted, but he was still trying his best to hold on, as if he was fighting to the death with the monster in the pool of blood.

The monster's roar soon subsided, and the struggle became smaller and smaller, and it didn't even last for a quarter of an hour, but it was floating in the middle of the pool of blood, and the fierce flames were not dying, only the occasional convulsions, proving that it was still alive.

The last coda disappeared, and the fat nobleman who was sweating like rain finally put down the knot in his hand, knelt on the edge of the blood pool and gasped for breath, the whole person was as if he had just been fished out of the water, a small piece of water stains accumulated under his feet, and even his body seemed to have lost weight twice on the spot.

"Fortunately, my brother and I have inherited the bloodline of the Northland Witch Sacrifice, otherwise we would almost not be able to control you! What about the alien races, and what about Hyones, he was not suppressed to death by the witchcraft that had been passed down from the family. ”

The fat aristocrat laughed dryly, leaned on the fence of the blood pool and looked inside, and shouted: "Hey! Are you dead?

“......”

The monsters in the pool of blood were silent, as if they had already been gone.

The fat aristocrat was not fooled, and said with a sneer: "Hehe! Sure enough, you're not dead! If you want to lie to me Uncle Ji Ming, you're still very bad!"

"Sizzle!~Sizzle!~ Cunning Terran!"

The monster lying on its side floating in the pool of blood slowly adjusted its body posture, its hideous head aimed at the fat nobleman at the edge of the pool, but the top of the huge head was strangely cracked a large opening, and the blue metal was holding the crack tightly, not only preventing the blood from flowing out, but also preventing the wound from healing naturally.

Hidden in the crack was a pale face with blood and water, and a pair of deep and cold black pupils looked out.

But the tone that came out of the strange rift changed again.

"Uncle Ji Ming's witchcraft is the most powerful I have ever seen! ”

"Haha, I won't be fooled! The ancestors described you as very cunning, and I can't believe every word! Every three generations of our family will marry at least one female wizard of the northern barbarian clan as a wife, so as to ensure that the offspring born has a strong witch bloodline, otherwise, my brother and I may not be able to suppress you!"

The fat nobleman's eyes flashed with shrewdness, and he was full of deep vigilance and vigilance against the monster immersed in the pool of blood, to be precise, the strange creature in the monster's head.

"So did you come specifically to torture me? I didn't expect Xiao Douding, who was not as tall as the pool at the beginning, to become so vicious when he grew up!"

The strange creature in the crack in the monster's head turned its gaze with a hint of amusement.

- (To be continued.) )