Raft Survival: Fished a mermaid at the beginning

Chapter 275 Sacrifice!

Lao Pi scratched his head, not understanding why the Black Mamba led a group of women disguised as acolytes towards Zhao Tiezhu.

Soon, the team crossed the chaotic battlefield and arrived at the front line.

At this time, Zhao Tiezhu led more than 200 men and was moving quickly, constantly rescuing the divided team members.

The number of teams is also growing rapidly, approaching more than 300 people.

Even the young cavalryman who had been pierced by a spear was rescued.

Due to the massive blood loss, the cavalry looked very pale, their breathing was weak, and their combat capability was less than one-third of what it was before.

But he survived.

Zhao Tiezhu glanced at the young cavalry with admiration.

"Very good! You are very tenacious, what is your name!"

Zhao Tiezhu asked loudly.

"My name is Victor!" the young cavalry replied loudly.

Zhao Tiezhu showed a gratified smile, and he roared.

"Very good! Knight Victor, return to the team!"

Victor felt hot in his heart, and at this moment, he couldn't help but shed tears.

At the moment of dying, he regretted and despaired.

He regretted that he sold his life to Xiao Yang for money.

Desperation is too naive.

However, in his desperate situation, he saw the rain of life unleashed by the druid.

This illusory rain brings a powerful healing effect.

Victor felt that he was full of strength again, and the wounds all over his body were healed.

"The lord actually used precious group healing magic for our cavalry!"

At this moment, Victor was ashamed of his previous thoughts.

He actually doubted Xiao Yang's wisdom and kindness as a lord!

Victor's heart was ups and downs, and he strode into the phalanx.

The chasing king's soldiers were chopped into more than a dozen pieces by Zhao Tiezhu with his heavy sword.

The others backed away in fear, not daring to take a step forward.

The phalanx that Zhao Tiezhu was in was like a phagocytic cell, constantly devouring the enemy, rescuing his own people, and becoming stronger.

However, Zhao Tiezhu suddenly found a man in a black robe blocking his way.

He felt a powerful aura from this man.

It seems that this man is not a human being, but a beast.

Seeing Zhao Tiezhu, the black mamba took off the sniper rifle from his back, picked up the gun and pulled the trigger.

A torrent shot out, and Zhao Tiezhu blocked the light with his epee.

With a roar that shook the ground, Zhao Tiezhu was pushed back half a meter.

The epee in his hand was also raised backwards.

"Master!" Zhao Tiezhu was startled.

At this time, he remembered Xiao Yang's instructions before the team set off.

"Remember, the point of this battle is not to immediately determine the winner or loser, but to figure out the enemy's cards!"

"The more the enemy's hole cards are exposed, the better for us!"

Zhao Tiezhu took a deep breath and glanced at the team of acolytes behind Black Mamba.

Finally, his eyes fell on the box.

It was a rusty box, about a cubic meter in size, that seemed to have been salvaged from the abyss of the sea.

The box is covered with shells, and some ring patterns can be seen faintly.

However, what surprised Zhao Tiezhu even more was that this box was full of ominous atmosphere.

A cloud of lingering evil thoughts flew and circled around the box.

"What the hell is this? Captain Wang! Report to Xiao Yang!" Zhao Tiezhu quickly contacted Wang Xiaopang who was watching the battle on the city wall.

Wang Xiaopang didn't dare to be careless, and immediately sent the video of the scene back to the temple.

Xiao Yang stood up together with the four chiefs of staff, staring at the holographic projection suspended in the center of the table.

"What is this?" Xiao Yang was full of doubts.

Zhang Le shook his head, "A few days ago, when everyone was resting, I gathered the information about the new members, but I didn't have any information about it!"

Xu Jiajia and the others also shook their heads blankly, obviously not quite understanding.

At this time, Druid, who had always been reticent, suddenly said something on the guild channel.

"Be careful, I sensed an extremely powerful sealing power from that box! It is sealed with a terrible curse. I suggest that Towan take a look. He is proficient in curses and should know more."

Necromancer Towan is one of the few people in the fortress who has a deep research on curses.

Xiao Yang had already sent him to the front line, but he was in the shadow battle group where An Qian was.

At this time, Tuowan was hiding in the nearby jungle, ready to respond to Zhao Tiezhu.

When Towan received Xiao Yang's order, he waved his hands in the air, muttering words.

An obscure tone came from his throat, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop a bit.

An Qian and the others felt a bone-chilling chill, and couldn't help but hugged their arms tightly.

An illusory shadow twisted and emerged from the ground.

It was a haggard ghost.

There are no eyeballs, the eye sockets are empty, and broken transparent clothing is flying in the air.

Towan pointed to the box.

The ghost suddenly dissipated, turning into a cloud of dark wind and escaping into the ground.

Almost at the same time, a strong wind swirled from around the Black Mamba.

This wind seemed to be alive, and the hood of the acolyte was lifted, revealing the faces of fair and bloodless women.

These women looked indifferent, as if they had no soul.

Seeing this scene, Tuowan's pupils suddenly shrank.

"These virgins are sacrificial offerings!"

"They used a curse spell to limit the age to 16!"

"In fact, they have devoured more lives!"

"Their true age is definitely over several hundred years old!"

Towan's words shocked Xiao Yang and the others.

"What! Sacrifice?"

"What are they going to sacrifice?"

Xiao Yang is not familiar with these weird curse magics.

But he also understood that if these women were sacrificed, it could have dire consequences.

"Tovan! Tell us more!"

Xiao Yang gave the order.

Tuowan cast the spell again, and the transparent ghost flew towards the rusty box.

When the ghost was about to approach the box, Black Mamba suddenly showed a hideous smile.

"A mean necromancer?"

"It's a pity that you are going to lose a scouting soul!"

"Open the box!"

The Black Mamba gave an order.

The four people carrying the box let go at the same time and threw the box on the ground. One of them picked up a dagger and slashed across the neck of the opposite person, and cut his own neck at the same time.

Hot and viscous blood sprayed out and landed on the surface of the box.

At this moment, the pattern on the box suddenly moved.

The pattern unexpectedly began to greedily absorb blood, wriggling like ugly leeches.

The black mamba looked at the group of acolytes in black robes.

"It's time to sacrifice, for your family and future generations!"

"Dedicate your life and soul!"

"You will be one with the Urn of the Damned forever!"

"And your family will be free from the dungeon and free forever!"

When the black mamba finished speaking, the acolyte in black robe suddenly tore off his robe.

A body as white as jade was revealed.

They surrounded the box and waved their daggers across their throats.

Blood spattered out.

There was a strange sound coming from the box.

An indescribable howl suddenly burst.

The mental shock wave exploded outward like an earthquake.

(End of this chapter)