Casting spells

Excited, he hurriedly quickened his pace!

When they came to the side of the pool, the whole person fell into a state of sluggishness.

Because the water in the pool is not water at all, but a twisted product mixed with corpses, blood and souls. The pungent stench is enough to make any person with a normal mind vomit on the ground.

But just when he was covering his mouth and nose and trying to retreat, a miracle happened.

The pungent stench in the pool suddenly disappeared!

Those corpses, plasma, and souls were also squeezed and shredded by unknown forces, and decomposed into energy states that could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

Then these energies came together again, tearing open a portal to the location location.

next second...

boom!

Accompanied by deafening roars, clear spring water poured directly from the cracks into the bottomless pool, washing away all the remaining corpses and flesh and blood inside.

After the crack is closed, a water source sufficient to supply the entire city with drinking water for at least a few weeks to a month or two is thus replenished.

Feeling the cries of the remnant souls in the air, Luke narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself: "So that's it! This is a magic circle, an evil sacrificial circle, and the blood, life and Soul, to open the crack leading to another world. Those monks are not so much feeding some useless population, it is better to say that they are raising cattle and sheep that can be slaughtered at any time. In their eyes, the residents in the city are just people who can use In exchange for the source of life - the necessary consumables of water. As the saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world."

The first thousand 270 chapters and five truths

"The city of faith? The city of commandments? In the end, it cannot escape the devouring of the dark side of human nature! The salvation of great will? Hehe, I really don't know how the ordinary residents outside will feel after learning the truth." Luke's tone was full of Unabashed irony.

Because after fully understanding how cruel the outside world is, he understands that even if the truth here is revealed, most of the residents who are kept in the dark will choose to turn a blind eye and continue to bury their heads in the sand, firmly believing that the great consciousness will give them salvation .

Might sound stupid!

But this is the cold and true reality!

After all, the priests and monks were distributing free food and water anyway, and at the same time mobilizing forces to maintain order and fend off the ubiquitous marauders.

Although some price needs to be paid, this price is acceptable in the face of the cruel reality that is almost desperate.

You must know that once you leave the shelter of the church, more than 60.00% of the old, weak, women and children in Bone City will die, and the rest will become slaves and spend the rest of their lives in misery.

But now, they only need to hypnotize themselves to convince themselves that the great will really exists, and then they can receive enough food and water to survive, without worrying about the killing and destruction that will come at any time.

As for the sacrifice, anyway, it might not be my turn, and even if it was my turn, I could only blame my fate.

In short, in order to survive, most lives have no bottom line, no matter how humble, cowardly, or humble, as long as they can survive, that's enough.

……

There is no doubt that the truth at the bottom of the temple completely destroyed Luke's last hope for the city, and the whole person merged into the darkness again.

This time, he did not return directly to the hotel room, but came to the bedroom of the church leader.

Standing at the head of the bed, Luke quietly watched the old man lying on the white sheet. After a full minute, he patted the other man's cheek vigorously and called softly: "Wake up! Bishop! I hope you can answer I have a few questions."

"Who?! Who are you!"

The old man who suddenly woke up from his deep sleep pulled out a magic pendant emitting green fluorescence from under the pillow.

"Relax, I'm just a traveler, and I don't intend to do anything to you. What's more, do you think this magic pendant that stores the death ray can really hurt me?"

With that said, Luke raised his finger and tapped lightly.

moment!

The magic gemstone on the pendant suddenly had countless cracks like spider webs, and finally exploded with a bang.

The bishop's pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly dropped the pendant in his hand, swallowed subconsciously, and tentatively asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"It's very simple! Tell me, whose masterpiece is the sacrificial circle below? Don't tell me what kind of relic it is from the ancient times. If I guess correctly, it was built less than 300 years ago." Luke got right to the point.

Perhaps for many ordinary people with a short lifespan, 300 years is enough to forget many things, and even reproduce a dozen generations.

But for the Kante tribe, which has preserved relatively complete historical records, the true antiquity dates back thousands of years before the arrival of the invaders.

If the temple in the Bone City is really as old as described, then there should never be a sacrificial circle that is only 300 years old under its ground.

"That...that was built for us!" The bishop replied with a trembling voice.

"Who?"

Luke was obviously not very satisfied with the answer, and took the initiative to take a step forward.

"It's a group of mysterious people! Sorry, I don't know their origins. I only know that the founder of the church made a deal with the other party. As for the content, you saw it tonight. We must sacrifice a A batch of tortured corpses and souls." The bishop was obviously frightened, and without thinking about it, he revealed the biggest secret about the city and the church.

"Mystery man?"

"Yes, mysterious people. It is said that when they appeared, they were covered in black cloaks from top to bottom, and they were so tall that it was impossible to tell what race they were. And during their construction, no one was allowed to enter. I am very sorry , that's all I know, please don't kill me, if I die, the order of this city will be on the verge of collapse due to the struggle among the top church, and countless civilians will die because of it." The bishop knelt in the beg for mercy.

Nobody wants to die!

Especially those "superior people" who hold huge wealth and power, and live a life of luxury that ordinary people can't even imagine.

"Don't worry, I just said I won't kill you, so there's no need to use ordinary residents of this city as bargaining chips. What's more, if I really plan to kill you, do you think I will care about the lives of ordinary people outside? No, I don't care. I'm even willing to send them to another world with my own hands to end this miserable and painful life. Well, today's conversation will end here. If I have any other questions, I will come to you again. Finally, good night, honorable bishop, may the great will redeem your greedy, ugly and dirty soul when the end of the world comes."

After saying this meaningful sentence, Luke turned and disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

He is like a shadow, no one can find him wherever he goes.

Until he successfully left the temple, the bishop, who was sitting stiffly on the bed, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hurriedly opened the drawer and took out a silver mirror from the hidden compartment inside, and activated the ruby ​​inlaid on it.

next second...

The image of a Darente with a slender build and a disproportionate head and eyes appeared on the mirror.

He glanced at the room realistically, and after confirming that no outsiders were present, he asked, "What happened? Didn't I warn you not to contact me unless it is absolutely necessary?" l

"I'm sorry, great master, I do have something important to do. Just now, a guy who claimed to be a passing traveler discovered the sacrificial circle you built 300 years ago." The bishop knelt on the ground, not daring to explain too much .

"And then? Did he threaten you? Or did he destroy the magic circle?" The Darente continued to ask with his brows furrowed.

The bishop hurriedly shook his head: "No, not at all. The strangest thing is here. He could threaten me, or even kill me, but for some reason he just left."

"Leaving? Interesting..." A look of interest appeared on Darente's face. "Well, I'll send someone over to investigate later. During this period of time, don't act rashly, because something big is going to happen in Bone City."

Chapter 1000 Two hundred 76 Shelter

"what happened?"

In an underground palace shimmering with bright white light, a Darente passing by asked his kind who was standing in front of the magic mirror.