Harris reached out and pressed the window, watching the hunters hurriedly transporting the corpses below.
In this narrow space, there is a rotten and damp stench everywhere.
There was dark green water flowing in the corner ditch, and there were mouse corpses, bones, blood foam, and some unidentified objects floating in it.
On the ground, there are sticky drag bloodstains and broken limbs everywhere. Hunters are busy processing them. The completely rotten and spoiled "leftovers" are thrown into the sewers, and those with fresh blood and water are fed to the hunting dogs.
The hounds barked and roared one after another, biting horribly.
These hounds, who were full of human flesh, had blood-red light in their eyes, and the drool was constantly dripping from their jagged fangs, and the breath was extremely terrifying.
The hunters who are still here, and those who are feeding these hounds, are no different from wild animals.
Injecting filthy blood that exceeded the threshold multiple times, and using the method obtained from the red sect of black wizards to forcibly stay awake.
Their bodies and spirits were twisted together. Under the thick clothes and bandages, long and rough hairs grew out of the hunched beast-like bodies.
In a sense, there are no humans here anymore.
Among the hatching instruments above, the magic mirror egg, which was as crystal clear as a gem at the beginning, has become a crystal flower blooming from the center. It is a mass of bloated and spread flesh.
Below the hatching instrument is a huge "altar", the blood-covered ground is engraved with a magic circle that ignites the firewood of life, and all the corpses are centrally processed here.
This "altar" is like a huge bonfire, put in fuel, and it burns...
Until enough energy is provided for the hatching of the Mirror Egg.
"It's going to be... it's going to be..."
Harris looked at the hatching instrument in the mid-air obsessively and frantically.
He could already feel the wave ether that was continuously emanating from the magic mirror egg. It spread out in circles, and was blocked by the engraved magic circle around it. It reconvened. The whole space was trembling slightly, just like... a heartbeat Same.
"How beautiful, it won't be long before He will come."
Harris' gaze moved upwards, staring at the rough concrete dome, his icy gaze gleaming with malice.
Further up is the ground of Nuojin.
The knights of the Mystic Tower are still in pursuit.
From the death of Murphy, the situation of the White Wolf and the Red Sect took a turn for the worse.
In the beginning, they could still rely on the information gap of Nuojin structure to support, but with the efficient operation of the Mystery Tower and the carpet-like search, they can only be called surviving now.
The white wolf had to disperse its stronghold and move it underground, running around like a real gutter rat.
But the situation of the white wolf hunters is more optimistic than that of the black wizards of the red religion.
Although the black wizards without a leader were not a sect before, they just had the slogan of "advocating blood", but because of Murphy's powerful rule, they were almost no different from a sect.
At their core is Murphy.
But now that Murphy died, the most important psychological pillar collapsed instantly. That kind of shock made these black wizards, who were originally very powerful, suddenly become inferior to white wolves.
Sadly arrogant and conceited, these self-proclaimed powerful dark wizards are embarrassed.
"But anyway, these dark wizards are really good fuel..."
Harris muttered to himself, watching a hunter throw a processed dark wizard corpse into the "altar".
"Boom!" The ether exploded in the void, and the magic circle on the ground emitted an obscure light.
Just like adding firewood to the fire, the invisible ether burns fiercely, and the "spirit" and "flesh" in the corpse are burned and turned into ashes little by little.
Around the magic mirror egg above, the clumps of flesh and blood began to wriggle and grow, crawling against the incubator.
And the crystal flower also began to proliferate, and one of the "petals" made a rattling sound and gradually stretched.
He really wanted to laugh out loud. These black wizards of the Red Sect were like flies without heads.
Crash in one hit.
Panic made them desperately need a new pillar, and they still maintained a cooperative relationship with them, and the white wolf who seemed to have room in the mediation with the Mystic Tower became their life-saving straw.
Unaware of this decision, they stepped into the trap carefully woven by hunters.
"Thanks to the good firewood, the hatching progress is at least twice as fast."
Dark wizards communicate with ether release spells, and their affinity for ether is first-class and good, and they are the best ether containers.
Harris didn't know why the mysterious man with snake eyes wanted to help him.
But this is not their life-saving straw.
They have no other choice.
This feeding through rituals is far more efficient than the way they directly extracted vitality before, including the map constructed by Nuojin in their hands, which is also a gift from the mysterious person.
The mysterious man's bewitching words still seem to be ringing in his ears: "burn it, burn it as much as you like, blood and life are the best fuel, you will bring them nightmares and pain..."
Harris then lit the fire of the Red Sect and caused panic in Nuojin.
But... not enough.
"Lord Harris, the dark wizard's body has been used up."
One of his subordinates came over to report the progress: "Do you still want to continue hunting? There are not many people left in the Red Sect, and they are all running away. It is not easy to catch them. It is also a great risk for us."
There are only so many wizards in the Red Sect, and after only a few days, they have all become nourishment.
Harris turned his head, put his hands on the shoulders of his subordinates, and said warmly, "No need, soon you won't have to worry about it anymore."
Another subordinate suddenly walked in. This was a hunter who was almost completely beast-like, with a body that was two meters and five meters tall and covered in hair. He dragged a corpse in his hand and threw it on the ground.
"The spider... found me... our 52nd street... is close..."
He said intermittently.
Spider, led by Ji Zhixu, was a new hunter organization split from White Wolf.
Harris said slowly: "Ji Zhixu... She is really a hyena that is more disgusting than those knights in the Mystery Tower. Even Number 52 has been discovered, and it is no longer safe here."
"In that case... let them come, it just so happens that this stronghold should also be destroyed."
Harris was condescending, stepped on the head of the corpse, and instantly transformed into a ferocious huge upright white wolf, grinning with some madness: "These little spiders must also be useful matches."