Crossing The Dragon: The King Sacrifices The Princess At The Beginning

Just when the Sword Hero and his group were working hard and building their own homeland.

Far away in the small mountain village where Darabengba once stayed, in a nearby jungle, a jackal, regarded as a sacred animal by the villagers, was running with its tail between its legs.

The surrounding trees became more and more dense, and the terrain became more and more complex. It turned seventeen or eight turns and hurriedly jumped into a very hidden cave.

It was pitch black in the cave.

You can vaguely see clusters of blood-colored mushrooms growing on the moss-covered rock walls in the east and west, and the entire cave is filled with a fishy-sweet smell.

This smell may seem pleasant at first, but if you smell it too much, it will remind you of the perfume used to cover up the stench of corpses.

Jackals know their way around here very well.

Although it was pitch dark, it did not prevent it from avoiding traps and obstacles.

Eventually it reached the depths of the cave.

Stopped in front of a mountain of flesh covered with bloody tumors.

The fishy and sweet smell reaches the extreme.

Bloody mushrooms almost covered the entire depth of the cave.

Behind the meat mountain is a broken portal. There are some strange symbols carved on the damp ground. Several human skeletons are eerily lying nearby. The bones are dry and yellow, and they have obviously been there for many years.

"Damn it! My strength has never been restored, and now I have wasted a precious clone...I have become even weaker..."

The meat mountain seemed to be activated after the jackal approached, and the flesh and blood all over its body trembled, and it let out a hoarse roar as if it was kept in the dark.

The jackal seemed a little sluggish.

It was lying on the ground, looking at a loss, with mycelium connecting its body and completely controlling it.

Canvaco I, the Scarlet King.

That is the mountain of meat that is now huddled in the cave.

A face embraced by countless pale hands was revealed in the flesh and blood.

His face was also pale, and his pair of pitch-black eyes were like two polished obsidian balls, reflecting evil light in the dark cave.

"We can't stay here any longer..." he muttered.

The power of the dragon and the elves is very strange, far beyond their current level.

Especially the black dragon. The force pressing on him at that time made his fifth-level clone unable to move.

If it weren't for this black dragon, it would be so black.

He might even think he was facing an adult red dragon known for its strength.

"I don't know if the human boy who was lodged by my will is dead or not. It would be okay if he died, but if he is not dead, my whereabouts are likely to be found by the black dragon..."

King Canvaco I bowed his head in thought. He had been managing this cave and the surrounding area for a long time.

I would really be reluctant to leave rashly.

I think that when he returned from exile, he just responded to the call of blood sacrifice in the cave.

And those humans who sacrificed to the devil became the first nutrient for him to recover his body.

But I want to completely get back to the top.

What he needs more is faith, a fanatical believer.

That's why he used jackals to act as holy beasts to confuse the villagers.

Those diseases were caused by him on purpose.

As for the antidote to the disease, he specially made it.

Think left and right.

Canvaco I decided to move, not only to move but also to take the small village he had run with him. Now he had dozens of fanatical followers, and he would really be unwilling to give up like this.

After making a decision in his heart, he once again put his will into the body of the jackal.

Suddenly a desire for raw meat and bones took over part of his will. In addition, there was also a yearning for the female jackal...

"Damn it! This stupid wolf! If his strength hadn't been restored, how could my majestic Scarlet King rely on the body of a beast to promote his faith!"

The more Kanwako I thought about it, the angrier he became, and then he remembered that the incarnation of corruption that had finally been condensed was directly evolved. He couldn't help feeling sad, and he raised his head and let out a wolf howl at the sky.

A moment later, Kanwako I, who transformed into the "holy beast" of a jackal, bewitched all the villagers in that village into the cave.

"Is it really possible to see my Lord here?"

Looking at the dark cave, the old man was looking forward to but also slightly worried. What kind of god would live in a dark cave? This is too embarrassing.

Kanwako I could not speak. He could only endure the insult and wag his tail crazily at the villagers until he led them to his true form.

"This...this is..."

"Devil! This is the devil!"

"horrible……"

Looking at the terrifying mountain of flesh dripping with blood and bones in the depths of the cave, the villagers were all trembling with fear. Only the old man was in better condition. At least he could hold on to the wall to steady his body.

"My people!"

The jackal crouched in front of the bloody mountain of flesh.

Kanwako I has returned to his own body. He waved his bloody tentacles, letting them sway on the ferocious body like dense seaweed. The pressure from the ancient evil things oppressed the hearts of the villagers. They He wanted to escape but couldn't move.

"I am your God, the Scarlet King, and the lost lamb. Don't be afraid of seeing God's ugly body. It's because of the ugliness in your heart!"

Kanwako I used some corrupt power buried in the bodies of the villagers, which made their nerves more susceptible to deception, especially from his PUA, the Scarlet King.

"My Lord is right!" The old man reacted first. He knelt on the ground, his face full of shame, and cried bitterly:

"The reason why I think God is ugly is only due to the sins and desires in our hearts. We have endless sins... Lord, we need you to guide the lost lambs!"

"God, we are guilty!"

The surrounding villagers also followed the old man and knelt on the ground. They no longer felt that God was ugly, they only felt that they were extremely dirty.

Canvaco I was undoubtedly very satisfied with everything in front of him. Even the swaying tentacles became more rhythmic. He had disdained to use this kind of temptation before. He always transformed into a compassionate knight or dressed in gorgeous clothes. Beautiful female pope in costume.

These stupid human perceptions follow the five senses.

As long as you look good, everything is right.

“God forgives your sins!”

Kanwako I calmed the emotions of his followers. He was ready, and then continued to say to the villagers:

"I want to take you to the land of grace and enjoy more divine grace. This place is filthy, the divine light is dim, and it is obscured by evil creatures, but those stupid lambs regard it as their king!"

The old man was relatively well-informed and knew that the Scarlet King was talking about the black dragon in the royal city.

The news that the Black Dragon was in charge of the empire had been conveyed by the knights two days ago.

After the initial shock and uneasiness.

The villagers found that whether the king was human or not, their lives did not change at all, so they stopped paying attention to these things.

Only now it was mentioned by the Scarlet King.

They felt the anger and helplessness in the hearts of the gods they believed in.

The evil black dragon is in charge of the human empire, and the divine light is dim. What a sin! ?

The old man and other villagers clenched their fists.

Show you Shyvana

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