In the center of Xuefeng, surrounded by thousands of columns, there is only a piece of scorched earth. The land seemed to have been burned by a raging fire, scorched black and glued together. Apart from this piece of scorched earth, there is nothing else on Xuefeng.
Qianye walked to the edge of the peak, looked out, and suddenly felt that the terrain in front of him was a bit unnatural. He walked over, raised his hand, and the original force swept away the snow. What was revealed under the snow were dense white bones. Some parts of those bones could still barely see the outline of werewolves, while others were just remains of severed limbs. If it weren't for the special background of the Xuefeng Sacrificial Site, it would be impossible to tell what species they belonged to.
The white bones are all that matters, the key is the quantity, the exposed white bones are several meters thick, and it is unknown how many corpses are hidden under the snow cover!
"Qianye, I found the entrance!" Carol shouted from a distance.
With a flash of Qianye's figure, he arrived at Carol's side. In front of her, a huge stone slab with a radius of several meters has been lifted, revealing a wide and deep passage below.
When Fang stepped into the passage, the smell of corruption came to his face, and Carol immediately covered her nose. Qianye's body was ignited with blood and flames, igniting all the filthy smells. The passage is not long, and after turning the corner, it enters a huge hall.
The hall is tens of meters high and extremely wide. It seems to be hewn out of the natural space in the mountain. Every ten meters on the four walls, there is a bone torch inserted. I don't know what kind of fuel is used. The jumping is full of faint green phosphorous fire, dyeing the whole hall with a faint green.
As a result, the space outside the phosphorous fire became darker. Even though Carol was able to see at night, her vision in the phosphorous fire was actually more blurred than in the night. Such an environment, and even the stench everywhere, made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Seeing her pale face, Qianye raised his right index finger, and a light shone on the fingertip. This light became extremely blazing in an instant, like a newborn sun, instantly filling the cave hall with light and heat.
There were screams from several corners, and several wolf-shaped creatures fell out of their hiding places. As soon as their fur came into contact with the light of the morning sun, wisps of green smoke immediately ignited, and the burnt smell quickly dissipated. I saw the tumbling black shadow wailing continuously, rolling all over the ground in pain.
Qianye withdrew the origin force of his fingertips for a while, and the light shrank immediately, still able to illuminate the entire hall, but it no longer contained destructive heat and blazing.
Carol whipped the whip, and rolled those wolf-shaped creatures in front of her. After a closer look, the two found that these were actually werewolves, and they were all very young in appearance, not yet fully developed. There were scars all over their bodies, and the cuts were neat, and they were not wounded in battle.
Several young werewolves closed their eyes tightly and howled continuously, with blood streaming from their eyes. They were originally dark creatures, and Qianye's point of force light was extremely blazing. These werewolves didn't know how powerful they were, and after looking directly at them, their eyes immediately went blind.
Carol observed for a while, and said, "Why do they seem to have lost their mind?"
Qianye was also puzzled, it didn't seem to be caused by the burning of the dawn force, after inspecting the injuries for a while, he exhaled, and said, "They are all missing a lot of organs, and it is a miracle that they are still alive now. .”
"These are werewolves, why is the Duke of Bones treating them like this? Does he like killing so much?"
Qianye shook his head and said, "It should be... useful."
"It works!" Carol gasped. She suddenly thought of the columns on the platform outside and the unknown energy, and shivered.
Qianye glanced across the entire hall. In the center of the hall is a stone altar, the whole body is purple and black. After taking a closer look, Qianye realized that the purple-black color was actually layers of fresh blood, solidified due to age.
In the center of the altar, there is also a protruding disc, with a circle of force array engraved on the edge, which is roughly the function of stimulating vitality and stimulating the growth of the body. If used on this altar, it also has the effect of bloodletting.
The altar was silent, without any reaction. Qianye looked around again, and saw rows of high cabinets on the four walls. He walked over, opened the cabinet door and looked, his face changed slightly.
The high cabinet is full of various organs, some are still fresh, and some are beginning to rot. These organs were taken from an unknown number of werewolves.
In the middle of the high cabinet, there are several experimental benches and workbenches. Although Qianye can't understand the purpose of those utensils of various shapes and miscellaneous pipes, some of them seem to be produced by the Great Qin Empire, and the nameplates are still on them. From the text It can be read that these are the equipment for tissue purification.
Seeing this, Qianye understood that this should be the place where the Duke of Bones purified the blood of the young werewolf genius and transplanted it to himself. Although I don't know what function the altar played in the whole process, but only looking at the facilities and layout in the underground hall, this secret method may not be very clever. Those few pieces of equipment are very old, and only one is a new model of the empire. But that new device doesn't look like it fits in with the rest of the equipment at all.
So far, the status quo of those young werewolves has been answered. They had their organs harvested, and perhaps suffered other tortures, lost their sanity due to the pain, and couldn't maintain their shape, and they have always been this half-wolf, half-human atavistic appearance.
The organs were harvested, but they were not allowed to die immediately. The Duke of Bones seemed to be aware of the reality that his body was about to collapse. He wanted to torture these young werewolves rather than diverting their blood. This may be the natural jealousy and unwillingness of the dying old man towards the young.
Qianye's fingertips ignited the flame of origin force, and several sparks popped out immediately. The sparks formed by the morning light fell on those young werewolves, instantly burning them into torches.
Seeing this, Qianye learned more about Duke Bone, and solved the mystery of the emerald sea werewolf's rapid defection bit by bit. In the past hundreds of years, the Duke of Bones has killed countless werewolf young geniuses, almost reducing the overall talent of the Emerald Sea Werewolf by two levels.
No matter how primitive the werewolf tribal form is, there is no shortage of insightful people. They knew the root of the emerald sea werewolf's decline, and they actually hated the Duke of Bones, but they were suppressed by the disparity in power. As time went by, this gap became completely insurmountable.
Under the overall backward industrial technology of Yonglu, the Emerald Sea without many shallow mines is completely barren, with only a little prey and a small amount of grain production, so there is no strong man coming to compete with the Duke of Bones for this territory. Otherwise, a Marquis in the Great Corridor could block Zheng Guo, but several chiefs and priests in the Emerald Sea would not be able to keep such a large piece of land.
All kinds of factors came together to achieve the three hundred years of Duke Bone's rule.
It's just that there is no one to restrain him, and he is walking to the end of his life, so the Duke of Bones gradually goes crazy. Judging by his actions, he might drag all the werewolves in the Emerald Sea to die at the end of his life.
Apart from witnessing the brutality and madness of the Duke of Bones, this underground altar has no other value. Qianye originally planned to burn it clean, but on second thought, it happened to be left as a witness, so that the werewolves could clearly know what Duke Bone had done.
Walking out of the underground hall, Qianye sprinted around the snow peak for a week, found and killed all the beasts hidden in the wind and snow, and then jumped into the air to greet the mercenary generals and werewolf nobles on the battleship down.
Seeing countless broken limb columns and the scene of the underground altar, some werewolves closed their eyes in pain, some raised their heads to the sky and howled, and a chief hugged a corpse that had not decomposed beyond recognition, crying loudly. It was his youngest son, who had just been sent in for a month.
Werewolves have a keen sense of smell, not only able to finely distinguish smells, but also able to distinguish the origin of blood between tribes. As long as those broken limbs are not too old, most of them can be smelled to be from their own tribe.
After the werewolf's grief subsided a bit, Qianye brought them back to Battle Cruise. Qianye issued an order to temporarily seal up the underground altar, and let the tribes come up to collect the bones after everything was settled. The werewolf nobles had no objection.
In addition, Qianye has another question. Duke Bai Bone chooses the altar here only occasionally, or is there something special about it
After leaving Xuefeng, the next destination is the heaven-sent land that we passed by when we came here. This is a large piece of farmland. From a distance, the cloud wheat grows neatly and gratifyingly. Looking at it up close, you can find that the field is actually quite chaotic. The cloud wheat basically grows naturally, and there are not many traces of artificial maintenance.
The only thing that allows this place to be called a farmland is probably the lack of weeds. As long as werewolves are willing to work, they are good coolies. They can at least maintain a full day of high-intensity labor. Simple physical work like weeding is just right for werewolves.
Seeing this cloud and wheat field, Qianye had a new idea. With so many werewolves, although everyone cannot fight, most of them are qualified labor, especially in pure physical labor, which is much better than ordinary humans.
From this point of view, the resources in the Emerald Sea are enough to rely on werewolves alone.
Qianye squatted down, grabbed a handful of dirt and looked at it. The soil is soft and fertile, and it feels greasy in the hands. No wonder Yunmai grows so well. However, the werewolves don't know how to fallow and raise the fields, and they don't know how to fertilize. It's really incredible that the land can remain fertile for so many years.
Qianye put his hand on the ground, carefully felt it, and slowly felt that deep in the earth, there was a faint force of origin flowing slowly. This original force is full of vitality, and it seeps into the surrounding soil layer by strand. Its scale is very large, like a dark river of force, flowing under the entire Heaven-sent Land.
It seems that this is the reason for the formation of the heavenly land. Qianye changed a few more locations, and also sensed the existence of the dark river of force, and through multi-point positioning, roughly judged the direction of the dark river of force.
Qianye stood up, looked at the land from afar, and drew a picture of the dark river in his mind, and found that its direction presents a huge and regular arc, and the center of the circle points to the altar of the Duke of Bone.
He walked along the entire Heaven-sent Land, exploring the flow of the dark river. The undercurrent does not match the natural terrain, part of it sinks into the Emerald Sea, and the other part extends to the mountains. Only the plain between the mountain and the Emerald Sea reflects the characteristics of a heaven-sent land.
With a thought in his heart, Qianye boarded the battle cruiser, ordered the captain to fly along the route he had drawn, and observed the changes in the terrain below.