At this point, Hong Yan's expression also became serious. He shook his head helplessly, "I don't have any clue."
"What's the commonality?" For such a big case, even if there is no clue, there should be a pattern in the crime. However, Hong Yan's answer gave Ling'er a headache.
"One thing they have in common is that the dead are all human beings."
“…” Can this be considered a common point
But Hong Yan would not joke with her about such a big thing. This sentence was equivalent to telling her that so far, not even the slightest pattern of the crime had been found.
I couldn't help but start to worry about Emperor Shi Tian.
This incident is weirder than any other incident before...
The mountain peaks reach into the clouds, and on the hillside among the broken walls and ruins, there is a gloomy palace.
Black bricks and tiles are dotted with human-shaped skeletons. There are also strange sounds coming from them. Just looking at them from a distance is creepy.
A man wearing a black turban came hurriedly, looked inside the palace gate, then lowered his head and walked in.
The cloak covered his entire body, and there was a loose hat on his head, so his face could not be seen clearly.
The palace was extremely quiet. There was only the sound of the burning braziers on both sides. On the roof, there were a lot of bats standing upside down, motionless, as if they were watching, or as if they had fallen asleep. However, in such a strange situation, no one should have the mind to think about whether they were asleep or not.
When they reached a place that looked like a hall, the man in black stopped, then knelt on the ground respectfully, waiting without daring to raise his head.
After a long time, there was a sound of wind blowing, and a man in a black silk python robe appeared in front of him.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." The voice sounded muffled, as if the original timbre could be changed.
"You've been doing well recently, get up." The voice was loud and clear, as if it was using a loudspeaker, echoing in every corner of the hall.
Then, the man in black stood up immediately, but his body was still slightly bent and he dared not raise his head.
"What do you want from me? Didn't I tell you not to come see me unless it's something important?" He spoke each word slowly, but with great pressure.
Upon hearing this, the man in black hurriedly explained: "Your Excellency, the reason I came here is to report to you. Tianze King Di Shitian has proposed to establish an alliance of countries to jointly investigate this case. I am worried that..." The man in black was interrupted before he could finish his words.
"Worry? What are you worried about? What can a few tiny humans do to me? Besides, didn't you say that you could handle it foolproof? Since you are so confident, what are you worried about?" He spoke with a contemptuous tone, with a little ridicule towards humans, and with disdain.
These words left the man in black speechless.
He can call the wind and rain, and he is not afraid of anything. But he can't say that he is worried about himself.
Once people find out that he was the one who orchestrated this incident, it will be an unprecedented disaster for him, and he will be the enemy of all mankind.
In this way, his wish could not be realized.
"I know, you can do it without worry. With me here, I will make sure you have nothing to worry about." The man in the python robe said lightly, seeing through the black-clothed man's inner thoughts. It felt like an old acquaintance protecting the life of a small ant.
But for him, saving the life of the man in black might actually be easier than protecting an ant.
"With your words, I feel relieved. I have prepared the sacrifice this time, please enjoy it."
He took out the space bag that the man in the python robe had given him in advance to do things for him, and as soon as he read a command, several tied-up living people appeared in the center of the hall.
They were dressed simply and looked like people of different backgrounds. Their clothing was different and it was easy to tell that they were not from the same country.
Yes, these are indeed the people who have disappeared recently in the recent missing persons cases.
"Okay, very good."
The man in the python robe waved his sleeves, and the people who were originally sleeping gradually woke up.
"Hmm~ where is this?" Because he had been unconscious for so long, he could no longer remember what had happened before. He just looked around blankly.
"It's strange. I was farming. How could I fall asleep?"
"Where is this or what happened?"
"What on earth is going on?"
Everyone slowly came to their senses and looked around.
Seeing these innocent people being brutally killed, the man in black felt a little bit reluctant. But there was no other way. If he wanted to realize his wish, he had to do this. So, their death was worth it. Everything was for the sake of achieving his hegemony.
Thinking of this, his heart hardened again.
"Are you all awake?" The man in the python robe's voice became evil, and then he slowly turned around.
On his face, he wore a half-mask. His eyes turned from black to red as he scanned the offerings. He looked like a demon, making people feel uneasy.
"ah!"
"Who are you?"
"Why am I tied up? Let me go! Let me go!"
"I want to go home, I want my mother, I am so scared."
Looking at those devilish eyes, everyone panicked and became terrified. They began to shout, call for help, and struggle.
"Scream, scream as much as you want. I just like to see you humans struggling to survive. The more pain you are in, the happier and more exciting I feel. Hahahaha..."
The evil laughter echoed in the empty hall. The people who were already terrified became even more frightened.
Shouts, cries for help, and cries all mixed together. The entire hall suddenly became like a busy city.
However, no one could hear their cries, and no one came to save them. Instead, it only made the demons feel more satisfied.
The man in the python robe looked at the different painful expressions of these people with excitement, enjoying it very much. Every time before they died, he would deliberately scare them like this, a perverted psychological habit.
When they had quarreled enough, the man in the python robe put his hands together, forming a palm seal, and then danced towards the sacrifices. A circular bright circle appeared around them, surrounding them.
The next moment, a flame ignited in the light.
The heat came towards the people in the circle little by little, penetrating their clothes and burning their skin.
"Oh, it's so hot, so hot, it hurts."
"Someone, help me, please, please save me, I don't want to die!"
"Help me, it hurts so much, mother, mother, mother where are you, baby it hurts, wuwuwuwu..."
The flames were neither big nor small, slowly scorching their skin and flesh. No one paid attention to their pain, no one heard their cries for help, and no one could help them.
It hurts, it hurts deep into my bones.
Some people bit their tongues to commit suicide because they couldn't stand the torture. Some people didn't have the courage to die and could only be tortured by the flames.
The longer the time went by, the more brilliant the color of the flames became. In the end, all the living people turned into white bones. And the flames also turned into the color of blood.
The man in the python robe stretched out his hand and sucked all the flames into his palm.
With his luck and concentration, his skills have improved a lot.
"Hu..." After taking a breath, the man in the python robe opened his eyes. "It's nothing, you can leave now."
"Yes, yes, I'll take my leave." After hearing him speak, the man in black carefully left the hall.
After the man in black left, a shadow guard appeared in front of the man in the python robe.
"Congratulations, Master Demon. Your magic will be accomplished."
The man in the python robe took off the mask on his face, looked at the kneeling shadow guard, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he said confidently: "Eighteen years ago, the Demon Realm should have belonged to me. Now, although it is eighteen years late, the position of Demon Lord is still within my grasp. As long as I can practice this extremely sinister and poisonous magic skill, I will not be afraid of Xia Ling'er or Yunhai City, let alone the reincarnation of the Nine Nether Demon Lord."
When it comes to the Nine Nether Demon Lord, Bloodthirsty can't help but get angry.
Last time in Feng Country, I was frightened by a dead man’s seal and was seriously injured. It was so embarrassing.
However, he did not expect that Xia Ling'er would have the Nine Nether Demon Lord's protective seal on her body. It was really infuriating that she had been dead for so many years and still ruined his good deeds.
"Last time I asked you to investigate the situation of the Nine Nether Demon Lord, how did you do?" He didn't know why, but ever since he was injured by the seal, he always had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart. He always felt that the Nine Nether Demon Lord would come back. That seal was a sign.
That's why he was so anxious, risking the world's condemnation by practicing evil skills, just to be on the safe side.
"As you can tell, Lord Demon King, after many investigations, I have not found any signs of the reincarnation of the Nine Nether Demon Lord. Therefore, Lord Demon King, you don't have to worry too much. The Nine Nether Demon Lord has long disappeared from this world."
As soon as the shadow guard finished speaking, a powerful aura came towards him and knocked him away.
"puff-"
"Damn it, who told you that I was worried about that damn Nine Nether Demon Lord? I just wanted to confirm it. If you keep talking nonsense next time, watch out for your life!"
"I deserve to die. Thank you, Lord Demon, for not killing me." Without paying attention to the pain on his body, the shadow guard knelt immediately and said firmly.
"That's good to know, why don't you get out of here."
"It's the Demon King."
Although Ling'er was very worried about Di Shitian's situation, she really couldn't spare the time to spare.
After Ling'er agreed to become the Crown Princess, Feng Xian'er immediately made arrangements and had people spread the word that Prince Yun was actually the Queen's direct descendant, not General Shangguan's biological son. As for the stories about his origins, they were all very bizarre, causing suspicion among the people and officials. However, this was exactly what Feng Xian'er wanted to achieve.
Only suspicion can drive people to explore the truth. (To be continued)