Book of Gods and Demons

"Foul human being."

Hyderabad, on the edge of the southeast corner of Hyderabad Palace, a top-notch neighborhood, a luxurious mansion.

In the three-story secret room that was nearly a hundred feet underground, a **** sacrificial ritual had come to an end.

The black altar was stained red by the girl's blood, and the white body was lying dead on the altar.

Dozens of aristocratic men and women wearing only a thin silk cloak were laughing and drinking wine mixed with blood. At the same time, they were stained with blood from the altar and smeared the bodies of their companions.

In the corner of the secret room, Archbishop Arya of the Hill Church was sitting on a large chair, with her legs crossed, holding a wine glass, tasting an extremely pure century-old wine that was mellow and rich, without any foreign matter.

As the archbishop of Hill Church, with **** hands, countless killings, countless souls lingering around him, and countless **** existences, Arya's aesthetics is extremely...pure!

She is also just a little nice-looking, and she can't lack a strong and handsome man by her side.

In addition, her clothing, food, housing, transportation, etc., all her aesthetic tastes are very pure, at least much purer than the group of on-site idiots who voluntarily joined the Church of Hill and worshipped the ultimate idiot nobles.

She occasionally tastes blood wine at **** sacrifices.

Occasionally, when Hill's evil force rolled in her body, she would use blood wine to calm the terrible flames in her body.

In addition to these special moments, she is more willing to enjoy this pure century-old wine, taste the plump and fragrant foie gras, taste the delicious and rich caviar, or have a cup of expensive truffle soup.

"Humble choppy."

Arya smiled, squinted and squinted at the group of nobles who could no longer control the animality in her body, men and women mixed together.

She could feel the evil power tumbling in these idiots.

Their lives, their souls, are burning, they turn themselves into fuel, and release a huge final power... The Supreme Hill, behind the distant void, greedily tasting this wonderful breath.

And the evil power that was just sacrificed, using the lives and souls of those innocent girls, poured into the bodies of these nobles like a tide. They burn their lives and souls, which will undoubtedly make their natural life spans become shorter and shorter.

But the influx of evil forces will support their bodies, make them youthful and strong, and make them feel more and more wonderful.

Waiting for their bodies to be completely replaced by the evil power of sacrifice...

Oh, a group of perfect Hill puppets will be completely completed.

These nobles in front of them, in the aristocratic system of the entire Deren Empire, can be regarded as medium-to-average existence. It is Arya and Magnum's cooperation, through Magnum's introduction, secretly carefully selected targets.

When they are completely corroded, everything they have will become Arya's private wealth.

Their wealth, their power, their connections, everything about them, will belong to Arya.

The most perfect thing is that Arya contacted and selected these people through Magnum, but Magnum didn't know that Arya had transformed them into Hill's followers.

"Oh, idiot." Arya drank the glass of wine in one fell swoop.

She muttered triumphantly: "It's a pity, the little fellow Magnum, although he is younger, but the impact is still quite strong."

"It's a pity... However, even though he is in confinement, if he can control her mother... Hey, the princess of the Ice Sea Kingdom? Uh, maybe I can personally experience the strength of the Prince of the Durham Empire?"

Throwing away the valuable crystal wine glass and letting it smash on the floor, Arya said leisurely: "Are there any new news from the Apophis Palace?"

In the secret room, the void squirmed.

A hoarse and vague, full of viscous and dirty power, like cold flowing asphalt, a suffocating voice quietly sounded. The language it uses is by no means the language of any country on the mainland of Medland.

Ancient and uncommon, every syllable is full of endless evil and filth.

Arya squinted her eyes: "Poor Velenya, was actually caught? Oh, oh, Heringle's killing? That little fat guy? Aha, then, little Velenya, will definitely betrayed. I am!"

Shaking her head, Arya said softly: "Therefore, it is necessary to arrange more strongholds in Hyderabad. Presumably, the army of the Duren Empire has already rushed to my residence yesterday, right?"

Shaking her body lightly, Arya stood up and smiled charmingly: "When they found out that they had rushed into the air and became an angry little fat man, what would they do to our Velenya?"

"Is he able to destroy the flowers? I hope so!"

"In the hearts of the Portusians, if the little princess with a special status is killed by the little fat man...what an interesting result. Will those Portusians fight back?"

"Oh, oh, oh, as long as we provide them with enough ordnance, the millions of Portusians who have violently rebelled in the heart of the Dren Empire, I can't help but want to see this wonderful scene! "

The evil, murderous, and muddy voice sounded again.

Arya pursed her lips and smiled contemptuously: "Florence? Haha, although we are collaborators, what does he want to do and what does it have to do with me? Betrayal, betrayal, and... a stabbing in the back, this is not Is our practice?"

"Take down my order. If the Deren Empire can track down Florence, then just let it go."

"By tomorrow in this world, if the Deren Empire has not been able to track down Florence, then let our people sell him."

"A king of the Al organization...and it's worth our risk to destroy him."

"Maybe, he is now planning how to destroy us."

From high in the sky, three giant war airships flew slowly, like three extremely patient killer whales, approaching their prey step by step.

In the pod of the airship, Joe, with his upper body and lower body wrapped in a woolen blanket, was staring at Velenya fiercely.

"She, here?"

Velenya looked at Joe tremblingly: "She was not here when I met her."

"But my people are well informed."

"After she handed that red gem to me, she took someone with her and moved it here secretly... This happened to be discovered by my people."

Velenya looked at Joe in horror: "Actually, after knowing her identity, I have collected almost all of her information from my people... Not just this place, the Hill Church is in Hyderabad. , There are twenty-three secret strongholds, I know all of them."

Joe raised his brows.

He looked at a group of big figures standing beside him from Hydra Palace, Golden Oak Church, and Yingui Church.

A bishop from the Holy Inquisition of the Golden Oak Church stared at Velenya with a sullen face: "Before, why didn't you say that you knew about the...so many, secret strongholds of the Hill Church in Hyderabad?"

Velenya almost softened to the ground, she said hysterically: "But, Joe didn't ask me so much, he just asked me, where is Arya!"

Joe patted his forehead vigorously, and he glanced at everyone around him: "Can the 23 strongholds be destroyed at once?"

Everyone got together and exchanged a few words briefly, and the two big nuns of Yingui Church took Velenya to the side.

Soon, Velenya confessed the addresses of all the secret strongholds of the Hill Church in Hyderabad she knew. The two Hydra guards quickly left the pod and sent the news back to Hydra Palace.

The three giant airships quickly climbed to an altitude of 60,000 feet above the ground, and followed the wind away from the mansion where Arya was hiding.

A quarter of an hour later, Hydra's secret guard returned.

They brought the order of Mata XIII-half an hour later, the entire city of Hyderabad was blocked, concentrated all the power of the empire and the church, and launched a full-scale raid on all the strongholds of the Hill Church in Hyderabad.

Joe stood in the window of the pod, looking at the huge mansion surrounded by woods diagonally below.

Aside from palace buildings such as Hydra Palace and Apophis Palace, the mansion in front of Joe's eyes is considered top-notch in Hyderabad as a whole. Those who can live in such a mansion are either rich or expensive.

Moreover, according to the information sent back from the Hydra Palace, the owner of this mansion does have an extraordinary background.

King Mata XIII was the heir to the throne of a powerful kingdom in Medland. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

In order to pursue Margaret III, Mata XIII took the initiative to give up the right of succession to the throne, and came to the Durham Empire with an identity similar to that of Yuzu.

Thirty years ago, Mata XIII's motherland collapsed due to civil strife and three princes vying for the throne. From a powerful kingdom, it split into three second-rate small kingdoms.

The owner of this house, Mata Sol Laurenberg, his father, is a collateral grand-nephew of King Mata XIII. In the former kingdom, he held the rank of marquis. In the original kingdom, he Held the post of Deputy Minister of Finance.

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Before the conflict broke out in the kingdom, the Lord Marquis resolutely took the private army,'guarding' the'treasury' of most of the kingdom, and fled to the Durham Empire with only one year old Mata to request political-rule-asylum .

Fifteen years ago, the old Marquis passed away, and Mata inherited his marquis position and the huge and unfathomable family wealth.

Because of the relationship of Mata XIII, the young Mata has no one to control or dare to control in Hyderabad, and because of the huge family wealth, Mata quickly grows into a profligate dude.

But after all, he is a ‘fleeing aristocrat’. Although Mata is ridiculous, he is not like Magnum and his friends and friends.

Only this time, he involved Arya!

Joe ordered Arya to be arrested, and everyone clarified the location of the arrest, but there was no objection from the Hydra Palace!

Well!

Joe took out his pocket watch, checked the time, and waved his hand vigorously: "Prepare to act...Be careful, Marquis Mata is probably just an innocent victim. Don't hurt him!"