The wind smelled of fishy and salty, like sea breeze. Then she heard the sound of the mountain whistling and the tsunami, the sound was so familiar, it was the echo of the battlefield.
She opened her eyes, and she saw herself standing on the hill, and she looked all over the mountains with banners, knights with spears and bright armors.
"Head," Metisa saw the swordsman with the silver mask, bowing in front of her and saluting herself, and said to herself in a mechanical tone: "Everything is ready, let's face the holy city Your enemies attack—"
The knights' eyes all cast in this direction.
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"These damn human bugs!" The rumbling roar echoed repeatedly in a void. The image of the king of Purgatory Aken woke up from a nightmare and suddenly opened his eyes. On its crimson forehead were thin and dense blood-red sweat beads, "Ah!" Suddenly its whole body shrank into a ball. There was a sad scream.
"I want to kill you!"
After another angry roar, the void was enveloped by a blood-red electric light, as if the whole world was shuddering under this anger. It took about five or six minutes before everything was calm again.
After the lightning disappeared, the sturdy body of the demon lord was revealed again. The monster was gasping for breath. When it raised its head again, the blood-red eyeballs in its pupils had disappeared, leaving only a void of pitch black. .
Although the projection of Tauchik only inherited a part of its power, it took countless hours to create these clones under the seal, and the fear and pain caused by the projection of death was empathetic and powerful. The backlash almost killed it.
Akantou grinned his teeth, but quickly calmed down—the young human being was amazingly strong—though he was not sure whether it was a young man, because after entering the realm of sages, his appearance no longer judges a person’s age. Standards. As for its projection, although there are two more hiding on the green sea, they pose no threat to the'young man' except to die.
Of course, it still has many believers, those sheep head believers, but they are also just some cannon fodder ants.
"I want to imprison the damn human soul forever, so that he will be tortured forever under the river of scorching heat," Akantu took a cold look at the cage that had imprisoned him for thousands of years: "I will have a chance. Listen carefully to his pleading."
The scene of the void changed in his vision, and then he saw an endless sea, in the deep sea, there was a chain of islands like pearls.
On Denona Island, the priests of the Goathead Cultists are praying. There are many demons on the island. As early as before and after Lin Ying, a group of sheep-head cultists came here to build a temple to worship Akantu. Cultists abducted people from the mainland and established villages, ports and other settlements here. Point, they need the population on the one hand to serve themselves, on the other hand it is the needs of living sacrifice and the development of believers.
That was half a century ago. Now these islands are completely controlled by the Goathead Christians. The undead in the hinterland of Madara have no fishing industry. Therefore, in addition to the fixed trade channel, the green sea is also all year round. I can't see a few boats, and few people know what's happening on this island.
As for those crew members who strayed into this place due to the storm or other reasons, they were either engulfed to become cultists, or most of them became sacrifices in a live sacrifice ceremony.
On the main island of the archipelago, there is one of the most magnificent temples. In the center of the temple stands the icon of Akantu. Although the sculpture of the devil is tall and magnificent, it does not have much sacred meaning, the twisted knot His muscle lines and long horns, the gloomy face and the burrs on the hooves of the lower body all give people a gloomy and depressed feeling.
There were a few rare butter candles burning in the hall, and the dim light aggravated this feeling. The priests in black robes bowed their heads and prayed to their masters. After a while, a huge pressure fell on this hall.
"Lando, my servant, are you calling me?"
A majestic sound with some sharp noises rang in the hall, making everyone's ears hum. Hearing this voice, all the believers in the hall squatted on the ground, and the priest in the lead hurriedly replied:
"Yes, my respected master."
"You better have a reason." Akentu said in a bad tone.
"Master, I will report to you the process of the ceremony. We have found the third sealing circle, but more sacrifices are needed to destroy the circle. Almost all the population on the island has been arranged together, but there is a gap. It’s still pretty big, but I expect it will take about two months, at most three months, and we will be able to ship enough substitutes from Tauchik."
Akento snorted when he heard the words, obviously dissatisfied with the efficiency of his servants.
A cold sweat on Lan Du's forehead, he heard that his demon master's mood is obviously not very good. If the other party can't be satisfied with the next thing, even if he doesn't lose his life, I'm afraid that the next day will be too. It will be sad.
He stammered and said: "Respected master, there is another thing."
"Say."
"A boat broke into our waters. Yesterday our patrol boat observed this boat outside the Green Sea. It seems to be coming towards us."
"Isn't that just right, the crew on the ship can just be used as a sacrifice for the living sacrifice, and you also waste my time with this little thing?" Atuken said with disdain.
"No, no, I would never dare to do that, my respected master, just..."
"Stop talking nonsense, don't hesitate."
Rando was taken aback, and hurriedly replied: "The ship seems to be our own ship. There are church emblems on the sails, but there is no password flag. The ship seems to be coming from the Tauchik route. ."
"Tauchik?" Akentu's eyes flashed, "have you not been in contact with them?"
"This..." Rando was sweating profusely, "My respected master, it's like this. I have ordered the patrol fleet to stop them, but for those stupid stupid things, hundreds of them were defeated by a few people. "
"Why, there are powerful characters on that ship?"
"That's it, dear master, there are a few young people on that boat, it's very tricky..."
Akentu pondered for a moment and asked, "Is it a human? The Nine Phoenixs, the Cruzians, or the dark nobles of Madara?"
"It's not the dark nobleman of Madara, my respected master, among them there are several Jiufeng people... There seems to be another Eruin."
Akentu closed his dark, hollow eyes and opened them again, already guessing who these uninvited guests were.
Are these people coming for it? It feels a little panic at first, of course, if it is its body, it is not afraid of Brando, but it is obviously not the half-dead state it is now. Its projection can't play any role in this level of battle. If the opponent's target is it, then it just chooses its weakest moment, which makes it hard not to panic.
But then it calmed down, and it realized that this possibility was very small, its seal had not been fully opened, and it was impossible for the other party to cause harm to it through the seal. The Buga and the gods who sealed it back then did not have this ability, let alone the weak mortals of this era.
But will the other party come to strengthen the seal? It didn't look like it, Akentu thought, it didn't see wizards or similar characters among the group of people, besides, they were accompanied by a dragon.
A dragon, this thought made Akentu startled, and it immediately realized that it might have found the truth of the matter, and that the other party was aiming at the stagnant realm.
"So that's the case." It thought to himself, while dark thoughts swirled in his mind. A moment ago, it hadn't been panicked as to whether the other party was targeting itself, but at this moment, it began to perceive the hidden opportunities in it.
"Very good," Akantu murmured in the void: "Maybe I can use this opportunity to achieve what I want, damn human bugs, you will regret your actions, if I succeed. , I will treat you well."
It particularly emphasizes the pronunciation of the last few words.
In the hall, Rando found strangely that the pressure that had descended on the'Icon' had disappeared. Obviously, their demon master had already left. But this made the priest feel a little confused, what should he do? The respected master left without a word. Could it be that he was extremely dissatisfied with what he did? But it didn't look like it. In his understanding, the Lord of Purgatory was not a patient master. If he said something wrong, he might be punished by life instead of death on the spot.
But what's the situation right now? Not only Rando, but all the Goathead Cultists in the hall are confused. Someone asked in a low voice, "What happens next, priest?"
"This..." Rando wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and hesitated: "It seems that the respected master is quite dissatisfied with us. We must not let that boat go deep into the green sea. We must stop them immediately— "
"No!" The sharp voice in the void rang again, interrupting Rando's words: "You idiot, let them in."
"Dear Master, I don't quite understand..."
"You don't need to understand," Akentu replied coldly, "Go finish your living sacrifice ceremony."
"But… "
"No, but do as I said."
The sharp voice died out in the hall once again, leaving only the sheep head cultists who looked at each other.
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