Shadow Covenant

Chapter 48 "Buffing"

After the iron gate was opened, a quaint step was revealed to accommodate two people walking down. On the wall of the deep underground passage, an old oil lamp was installed every ten steps.

Woody walked down more than 20 steps, and at the right-angle turn, he saw an iron door leading down the steps, but the iron door had already been opened, revealing the red ground against the candlelight.

This is a typical underground castle design, at least 20 meters above the ground.

I don't know what the former owner of this mansion dug out such a deep basement for.

Woody walked out of the tunnel, and before he could observe carefully, he heard a loud noise from behind him, and the iron door just now was closed by an invisible force.

The surrounding light suddenly dimmed a lot, leaving only a road lit by braziers surrounded by braziers and echoing murmurs.

"It's okay, come with me, my mother Orianna is very gentle."

Grandia, who was walking in front of Woody, comforted in a low voice.

But in fact, the sudden closing of the door did not affect Woody in the slightest.

After he planned to sneak in with this plan, he was already prepared, but he still didn't say much, just observing the surrounding environment from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

The demon hunter's pupils were in the eye sockets of the wolf's head, shining with a cold light.

This is a very open arc-top hall with a height of at least ten meters. The area can accommodate thousands of people. It is completely a big football field. The walls and ground are made of stone bricks.

From the iron cages placed in the corner and the broken instruments used for punishment, as well as the construction of wooden pile foundations that can already be seen on the ground, this place should have been an underground private prison.

And right in front of Woody, at the end of the place where the light of the brazier is directed, is a sacrificial mural that occupies more than half of the wall. The murals present all kinds of deformed creatures. A picture of a red comet falling from a high place, worshiping.

Under the illumination of the fire, the huge fiery red comet in that picture looked extraordinarily solemn and solemn.

In front of the statue, there was a hunched lady wearing a red cloak and a huge skirt bowing her head facing them. The murmur that echoed in the empty dungeon just now came from her mouth.

"Mother, I brought him."

Leading Woody into the basement, Grandia, who was in front of her at the moment, stepped forward quickly, walked to the steps of the altar, raised her head and said excitedly.

Woody took a deep breath and knew that the main event was coming. It was real that he didn't have the divine power of the corrupt mother tree.

Therefore, the abscess on the outside may be able to deceive Grandia, who has not yet joined the religion, but it will definitely not be able to deceive the profane priest named Orianna who may have completed the "transformation of profanity".

Therefore, before she could ask, he frowned and said in a low voice.

"Ma'am, Lord Sanbelin asked me to send you my regards."

Even with Grandia's reminder, Woody didn't dare to say it easily, because he wasn't sure that the name of the sacrilegious priest in front of him was the same inside the church as it was outside the church, so it's better to be careful.

Moreover, in his previous life, he still had several leaders of the Xing Xing Cult with deeper memories.

Among them, Sangbelin is the leader of the Sacrilegious Cultists who are active in Neverwinter Harbor, and he is also the representative figure of the first batch of "scavenging hunting" movement on Asenland.

On the surface, he is usually the captain of a fleet transporting spices and timber, but behind the scenes he is doing slave trade and pirate work.

At that time, many professionals and travelers who traveled to and from Neverwinter Harbor were captured by him and transformed into rotten monsters.

At that time, when Woody had just returned from the overseas islands, the port of Neverwinter had posted a mission to find the murderer.

It's a pity that it's less than two weeks, in June of DR1192.

Sanbelin's deliberately concealed identity was exposed due to the undead characteristic of the fourth natural disaster. When the merchant ship entered the dock, he was arrested on the spot by a team of paladins with an average level of over 8.

In less than two days, the temple held a grand ceremony to judge the cultists in Neverwinter Harbor.

At that time, Sangbelin screamed, "Mother is watching me in the sky!" Words such as these may sound a bit confused at the time.

But as the game progressed, the arrival of the fiery red comet made the later players finally understand what the "mother" Sanbelin said was.

……

"Your Excellency Garen..."

Grandia seemed to be a little panicked by Woody's actions. After all, how could a man who was supposed to be kind at first come in and face his mother so unkindly.

Although he used honorific words, Woody's tone was really not friendly.

Sure enough, as soon as the name "Sanbelin" came out, the stooped lady who didn't know what she was thinking raised her head, and Woody saw her appearance.

Under the shabby blood-red hood, the woman has almost completely lost her human appearance. The proliferative cysts densely covering the blank face, and the facial features have all disappeared except for the pair of deep red and pitch-black swirl-like pupils. The outline of the chin was invisible, and together with the neck, it merged into the plump body under the clothes, becoming a part of the open skirt.

She now looks like an old hag in a swamp in a dark fairy tale who tricks human souls.

"Sambelin, isn't he in Neverwinter Harbor? Why did he send you, who is not even an official believer?"

A hoarse voice came from under the cloak. Obviously, Oriana knew Sanbelin, and she also saw that the infection on Woody was just an ordinary curse, and she hadn't acquired the power of "distortion" belonging to the corrupt mother tree.

"Sir Sanbelin learned about the situation here through the merchants in Palermo, and was very disappointed with you, so he sent me to urge you to start the feast of the stars."

Woody knew that if he really wanted to convince her, it would be difficult to convince the cultist in front of him if he just gave in, and it would be difficult to gain her trust.

And it is not easy to find the right opportunity.

Therefore, he has to take the initiative to take the changes in the situation into his own hands.

So he told the half-truth and half-truth through the few real information he knew, mixed with the lies that he woven, and strong fraud was his best choice at present.

With the sentence just now, he wanted to arouse the anger in the heart of the profane cultist in front of him.

Sure enough, Woody just finished speaking.

Oriana's hoarse voice turned cold.

"He and I are both under the command of the same patriarch, so why should he command me! It's not his turn to intervene in Palermo's affairs! Outlander, now you take advantage of my mood not too bad, hurry back to that area Tundra, tell Sanbelin, I have my own plan when the feast of the stars will open, and let the patriarch give me orders if I have the ability! Let him take care of his side first, the "Silver Hand of Neverwinter Harbor" "It's not vegetarian!"

Speaking of the latter, the noble lady's high-pitched voice echoed in the empty dome of the basement.

"Mother……"

Grandia wanted to say something, but she was frightened when she saw her mother's extremely stern eyes.

But Oriana was in a state of anger now, and when she saw Grandia's appearance, she immediately cursed loudly again.

"You bitch, you bastard, you want to go with him too?"

"No... not..."

Grandia quickly waved her hands. Under her mother's watchful eyes, she had long since lost the ability to do things with ease in the outside world, so she could only stand sideways obediently, not daring to make a sound.

But what she didn't expect was that this foreigner from Neverwinter Harbor dared to speak back, and his words were sonorous and forceful.

"Ho ho, it's ridiculous. I thought you, like me, were fellow believers in the mother of the stars, but I didn't expect you to be just a cowardly southern guy. The West Coast made you forget the oath you took when you joined the church ?”

"How could I forget! But my patience is limited, stranger, don't challenge my patience, it's not your turn to teach me how to do things here!"

The core believer of the corrupt mother tree, Oriana, who had recently been promoted from the first sequence of "rotten leaves" to the second sequence of "rotten vines", was already filled with murderous intent.

If it didn't make sense, she felt that it would be a shame for such an ignorant person to believe in the Mother of Stars with her.

But the moment Orianna's murderous intent came out, the man whose face was covered by a wolf's head and only showed his jaw made a direct mess.

"Ho ho, ma'am, but what if I said that Lord Sanbelin has begun the feast of the stars!"

"You should understand what this means. Once the banquet starts, it cannot be stopped."

　I am not satisfied with how to write, so I have dragged on for a long time, sorry. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)