The Rise of the Cemetery

Chapter 0246

When the light in the blood-red crystals swirled, the beast-like pupils also began to turn. They glanced around in the secret room, staring at the controller of the magic circle—the Archmage Culinax.

"Remember, Luke Kestron, this is the most real and most direct desire in the human heart! No matter what time it is, you must face it, respect it, and surpass it, otherwise you will be controlled by it sooner or later." Your Excellency the mage explained slowly, dismissing the eyes that manifested the resentment in the magic circle, and the object of his explanation was an extraordinary young mage standing quietly at the door of the secret room.

This young mage named Luke has a fair and handsome face, a strong and tall figure, and a well-cut black robe of an intermediate mage, which makes him look even more talented when he wears it. From the style and shape of the mage's robe on his body, as well as the exquisite magic-weave silk thread and the magic gems all over the corners, it can be seen that it is not a standard uniform issued by the mage guild, but a specially-made high-end product. One can see that this person's family wealth is rich.

With every gesture, the young mage's hands, neck, and waist had faint magical aura shining, and the extraordinaryness of these equipment could be judged from the magical aura alone. What makes people feel even more extraordinary is his attitude towards His Excellency the Archmage. He does not have the trepidation of the low-level mages, but communicates and learns in a more equal capacity.

"Teacher, can such a strong collection of resentment be completely collected and utilized? Does it have anything to do with our plan?" Master Luke asked suspiciously.

"It plays a huge role in our plan, and it is an irreplaceable top priority. With it, our blood sacrifice circle can attract the attention of the abyss lord, and you can get the powerful battle pet you expect! And this This collection of resentment is also the main material for creating a resentful banshee. The better the quality, the stronger the spiritual power of the produced banshee. Like the one in front of us, it is already the best. If it is used to make a banshee, the resulting banshee will be more powerful. The power of the Demon's Howl is already close to that of a 9th-level spell!"

Your Excellency the Archmage gave a brief introduction, and seeing the young mage's agitated expression, a faint smile appeared on Yin Wu's face: "Don't think about resenting the banshee, although the power is not small, but now It's not suitable. Those necromancers are too ruthless, and the reaction from all major countries is very fierce. At this time, you have a bad reputation for having high-level undead, and you resent the banshee's backlash against your master too fiercely. You want to completely control it She's unlikely, so it's more practical for you to focus on your future demon pet."

"Teacher, what do you think will be the most likely to be summoned?" Mentioning the magic pet, the young mage Luke immediately freed himself from the regret just now, and asked eagerly with his fists together: "It may be Ba Luoyan." Devil?"

Archmage Culinax shook his head and laughed: "Of course it is possible, but you should focus on the controllable snake demon or soul demon. If the Barlow demon really appears, I will pay a lot of money." Strength seals part of its strength for you, which is..."

"Teacher, I sincerely request you! With your strength, it will be no problem to seal such a small Balor. You know, I will soon participate in this year's "Spell Star Contest". A Barlow Balrog will definitely let me get the highest laurel crown, which is too important to me and my family!" Looking at the unmoved expression on the old mage's thin face, the young mage cursed in his heart , I could only grit my teeth and bet on everything: "Your Excellency, mentor, my family just acquired a grass elf girl some time ago, and I am planning to dedicate her to you!"

"I heard that you also bought one from the Aitos Auction House..." Your Excellency the Archmage's expression at the moment is comparable to that of the most philistine profiteer.

Master Luke's body shook, and he paused each word with difficulty: "Yes, I am planning to dedicate her to Your Excellency the Archmage."

"Haha..." The archmage was in a good mood immediately, and his little eyes, which were always closed, were all bright at the moment. He patted his chest and said in a hypocritical way: "You are still young, and you can't control a succubus for you. Let me give you a succubus." You sleep for a while, so as to ensure your safety! Haha..."

"Then...then my Barlow flame demon battle pet?"

"No problem! You are my closest disciple. As a teacher, you can still fulfill this responsibility. I promise to help you subdue a full-strength Barlow flame demon, and let you show off in the "Spell Star Competition" , leaving your family speechless!"

"The sacrifice?"

"Hmph, I'm the supervisor here. A puppet king with no soldiers and no power also wants to use blood sacrifices to gain the power of demons. Of course, I must resolutely stop this inhumane act. As long as he is saved, he will No one will be able to say anything about the strong evil atmosphere in the soul? Even if the legendary mage Troo was really recruited, we have full reason. He is a rootless legendary mage who dares to lift the cover. Don't worry, I can't make big waves!" The archmage said with a sinister smile: "Speaking of which, if you don't have this puppet king to support you in front, you will be the one who suffers the backlash of the devil. Now you keep the magic pet, and all the sins will be forgiven. He is holding it, this is where our mage's thinking is reflected."

Only then did the young mage Luke let go of all his worries, tried his best to forget the resentment just now, and laughed together with his mentor.

Suddenly, the Archmage suddenly stopped laughing and replaced it with a sneer of disdain.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Master Luke couldn't help but asked with concern.

"That idiot went to the altar, it seems he can't take it any longer!" The archmage slammed the staff in his hand: "Go, let's go too, and let your wishes come true today!"

Almost instantly, the two of them appeared in the sky near the palace. With the multiple blessings of advanced invisibility and flying spells, they didn't worry about being noticed by others. Archmage Kulinax is the supervisory mage who presides over the mage tower here, and the entire city of Elliat can be said to be within his control, which ensures that his plan will never be unnecessary from the outside world. interference.

The two stood still in the sky, and under the blessing of eagle eye, they silently watched a group of people sneaking towards the secret building in the back garden.

Teleporting again, the two had appeared behind the pedestrian, only a few steps away from them, but the guards who accompanied His Majesty Hansen turned a blind eye, still scanning every move around with their sharp eyes.

A group of people quickly entered the small building, 4 guards stayed behind to guard the entrance of the small building, and the other 2 guards accompanied the excited His Majesty Hansen into the long dark corridor.

The hall was not silent at the moment. A hundred or so ragged refugees were tightly bound and curled up on one side of the altar. There were men and women inside, and there were even a few toddlers who had just walked back. And the twenty fully armed guards guarding them are all former family knights of the Morrahde royal family, and the young His Majesty Hansen only has these trusted subordinates left.

These knights looked at the refugees with wandering and confused eyes, but more of a trace of helplessness. Their hands holding the sword may still be firm, but their hearts are wandering between right and wrong. All the weak-minded guys have already gone away, and the ones who can stay here are the "old men" who have served the royal family of Moror Hede for more than 10 years. This makes Hansen even more crazy when he stepped into this place.

He could see the confusion and fear in the eyes of the guards who followed him, and he was anxious, but there was no one who could help him resolve the confusion and fear in his heart.

What the superior person brings is not only glory, but also a heavy burden. An invisible burden can sharpen a person, but more can drive a group of people crazy.

He can't wait to gain strength, help them clear away the fog that obscures the future, and guide them to an infinitely bright future. Kill those damn skeletons, kill all the villains, and wipe out all the evil from this world...

But before that, he needs strength.

"Let the sacrifice begin!" His Majesty Hansen's voice was dry and hoarse, as if two pieces of wood were scraping, but as soon as the words came out, everyone present was shocked.

Although the refugees who were gagged by the cloth ball didn't know what they were about to face, the gloomy atmosphere in the arena and the coldness in their words made them know that it was definitely not a good thing. So they struggled and rolled on the ground one by one, huddled together densely, trying hard but doomed to be futile to hide themselves behind others.

Several guards with gloomy faces and numb expressions rushed forward and began to drag the refugees up to the second floor of the altar. Two guards with sharp long swords were already waiting there.

The sound of the long sword stabbing the flesh sounded one after another, and the corpses with their throats and hearts pierced fell down one by one, and the blood stream that rolled down quickly swam along the patterns on the altar, and soon soaked the entire altar . The face of the guard who carried out the order became paler, and the hand holding the sword trembled so much that he could no longer continue. Soon two new guards came up and took over their duties, allowing the killing to continue.

After all the guards had rotated once, the corpses of 103 refugees also covered the entire altar, thick blood steamed up, and even a blood mist floated in the hall, infecting all the people present in the blood. in the world. The guards wiped the surface of the armor lightly with their hands, and they were able to wipe off a layer of blood.

His Majesty Hansen shook off the support of the two guards, and with flimsy steps, stepped on the greasy pool of blood, crawled over the messy corpses with hands and feet, and came to the top of the altar, barely standing in front of the bloody light gate .

It took half a quarter of an hour for Hansen to recall the historical book that he "unintentionally" obtained. First, he cut his wrist with his dagger to let the blood drip slowly, and then he followed the spell described in it with a trembling tone. Chanted it out loud.

"The most powerful force born from the endless abyss,

Called you here by the bond of my blood,

Everything decays and returns to dust!

I hereby inherit the eternal covenant in my own name,

Offer up the soul and blood of the creature in front of you,

Borrowing the magical power of destroying the world from you..."