Extraordinary Sailing

In the boundless barren desert, several flat-topped pyramids surrounded by large green vegetation stand tall, and the vibrant scene is two worlds compared to the outside.

Under Mitte's extremely harsh environment, the scene here is even more charming than Jinshan and Yinshan.

however.

The owners here are in no mood to care about these insignificant things at this time.

call out! call out! call out! ...

A huge black cliff eagle with a wingspan of more than three meters broke through the air from the depths of the desert. After circling the oasis for a week, one after another fell to the largest pyramid here.

Even in the gloomy sunlight, this huge pyramid with nine floors and three hundred and sixty-five steps on all sides shone with golden light, like a cast of gold.

Especially above the entrance of a rectangular temple with a height of six meters on the top of the pyramid, a huge golden condor with turquoise eyes inlaid with its eyes spread out its wings, noble and majestic, making people afraid to look straight.

Quack...

Subsequently, these huge black cliff eagles landed on the stone steps of the first to ninth floors of the pyramid according to certain established rules. After shaking his feathers slightly, he turned into an aboriginal shaman wearing a black crown, robes, and a sacrificial drum.

Only the four most noble shamans are eligible to enter the temple on the top of the pyramid.

There is no doubt that this group of Atrians belong to the huge and powerful shaman group under the command of "Death" Wu Hao!

However this time.

Whether it is an ordinary shaman or the great shaman equivalent to the third-order transcendent, their faces have completely lost the pride of the past as the master of this room, and there is only a deep panic.

It's almost like the sky is falling down.

Indeed, for them, although the real sky has not yet collapsed, their sky has actually collapsed.

Because of their strongest backer, Wu Hao, the main **** worshipped in the past, the "God of Death" suddenly fell into silence.

Including Tier 2 and Tier 3, any shaman could no longer communicate with this god, listen to his holy voice, and even more could not use his power to launch powerful spells that surpass his own level.

This has never happened before in history.

"The status of the main **** is unknown, and'Mitte' has been completely closed from the outside world.

We must summon all the shamans stationed in the "Forgotten Desert" to the Pyramid of Castillo and hold a prayer ceremony to confirm the current situation of the Lord God! "

"Secondly, if the reptile-like monsters in the Oasis know this news, it will not necessarily cause any disaster. Although they are also the managers of [Underworld], those self-proclaimed orthodox guys never put us in In the eyes."

"Agree, with [Hades] established rules, shamans shouldn't have a problem leaving their posts in a short time."

"I also agree that there is nothing more important than the safety of the Lord God!"

After the four great shamans in the temple made the decision, the order was communicated immediately.

Subsequently.

While black cliff eagles are constantly coming in the sky, there are also messengers who are re-turned into cliff eagles and are ordered to leave, to summon more companions in this space to come and join.

However, a figure fluttering in the air just got out of the sight of the Pyramid of Castillo.

A [Black Chamber] in front of him suddenly opened.

Bang!

Click--

Even with the extraordinary physical quality, the violent impact of a sudden stop directly broke his right wing bone.

"what!"

The pitch-black cliff eagle wailed in pain and returned to its human form, transforming into a young shaman wearing a black feather crown.

He clutched his broken right arm and was about to stand up from the dark ground, but he was already placed on his neck by two cold, two-handed epees.

As soon as his body was stiff, the shaman raised his head and saw a tall Nemanster walking up to him.

After snapping his fingers, his body was out of control, he opened his mouth and gagged and drank a bottle of potion, his eyes gradually losing focus.

Instructed the two heavy armored guards to let go of this guy and let him sit on the ground in a daze.

From the initial discovery of the oasis to the lock on this goal, Ivan did not hope that these essential priests would betray their beliefs subjectively. The fanatical "eternal fire" priests once gave him a deep impression.

And did not choose to interrogate in the desert, but directly dragged it into the cracks of the shadow world. It is better to be cautious when there is insufficient intelligence.

Staring at his gleaming and dim eyes, Ivan's tone was calm and started to ask like a chat:

"Let's start with the simplest problem while the medicine's effect is slowly emerging.

Who are you guys? What are you going to do? What is going on in the so-called ‘Mitte’? "

"We are the shaman of the main god. Because of the sudden silence of the main god, I was ordered to go to the resident locations scattered in the'forgotten desert' to gather people to hold..."

The young shaman's eyes straightened and slowly opened his mouth.

Only then did Aiwen realize that the official language popular among the shamans of Wu Hao turned out to be the declining Kumar imperial language.

He had forgotten that in the era when the Kumar Empire ruled the New World, in addition to the main **** Kukulkan, the death **** Uhao was once one of the most important gods in this civilization.

The Kumar Empire has only been destroyed for three hundred years. It is obviously not that easy to change the habits of the gods. Not only language, in fact, the unique pyramid style is also the first of the Kuma Empire.

Afterwards, the two asked and answered.

In addition to the obvious problems, Aiwen also probably understood the details of this space.

"Mitte" is indeed not the focus of the "Necromancer" research [underworld], but it can also be understood as the same place as a transit station, and the operating rules are similar to what he had previously guessed.

After all, [Death] is one of the core rules at the bottom of the world. The real [Underworld] is the foundation for the continual reproduction of all things, far from being controlled by an indigenous Totem God.

However, there is another fact more shocking than his guess.

According to the mystical knowledge mastered by this young shaman, in fact, the clean and transparent “Styx” like air actually runs through the territory of every **** of death (with the power of death) in this world.

The right side of the river bank is a transfer station managed by the gods of death. It is actually the boundary between life and death, which can accommodate both souls and living people, but on the left side of the river bank is the only one in the entire world [underworld]. !

Although "Reaper" Wu Hao didn't even have the level of a demigod, he was given the corresponding authority by the Ichana Continent and became the highest administrator of this natural space.

After asking a few questions.

Through the monitoring of "data-based vision", Aiwen confirmed that this guy with the most official shaman level was completely controlled by the potion, and asked the most important and most concerned question:

"Do you know that a human came to Mitte just now?"

At this time, even the slightest struggle on the young shaman's face had completely disappeared, and he replied mechanically:

"I know, we had received instructions in advance before [Nether Cave] opened. But immediately afterwards, all the shamans suddenly lost contact with the main god, so now no one has the energy to take care of the two corpses."

Aiwen didn't care about the harsh words in his mouth, even though Wuhao gave the order to his shaman before the shot. But no one would doubt that under the blow of the gods, one could still enter Mitte alive.

"Then you know why they were not together when they entered here at the same time?"

Although he didn't understand why the Nemanster in front of him would ask such a strange question, he answered Ivan honestly under the control of the potion:

"Probably... it was cut off by those dragon people with higher administrative authority in [Underworld]. This kind of thing often happened before. Materials, sacrifices, personnel... etc. The Lord God agreed with them The ratio is about 3:7."

When talking about this, the young shaman's eyes still showed a trace of resentment very naturally.

After hearing what he said, Ivan took out his ears, feeling as if he had a hearing problem because of being in an absolutely silent environment for a long time.

Staring wide, he asked incredulously:

"You say it again, what else is there in Mitte? You mean a dragon man with dragon blood, scales and claws? Manager?"

"Yes, the ancestor of the dragon man guards the three springs at the source of the'Stay.'

They also have part of the [underworld] management rights, and they have been able to occupy the largest oasis in the "Forgotten Desert" due to the "Stay River". In fact, they are the aborigines in the small world of "Mitte". "

......

at the same time.

Close to the upper reaches of the "Stay River" in Mitte, a huge green country covering an area of ​​5,000 square kilometers suddenly stood up in the white barren desert.

There are trees and fruits everywhere, and there is even a string of light blue lakes like pearls in the middle of the oasis.

In the corner of the oasis.

A group of humanoid creatures with an average height of more than two meters and densely covered with scales formed a circle. Watching the dragon beast trampled in the middle, the seriously injured companion stood up intact under the shining of white light.

"Wow!"

"Great, Dorok is fine."

"..."

However, after the crowd dispersed, a tall woman wearing leather armor with blue-green scales on her cheeks walked up to An Qi who was re-fettered, and said to her "a pity" using Lingwen:

"Although you saved our companions, you have been carved on the sacrificial slabs this time. Even as the deputy leader of the Oasis, I can't help it."

but.

While talking, he revealed his true face, sticking out his long purple tongue, and gently licking the girl's white jade cheek, with a slut-like intoxicated expression:

"The clean breath is like the water of a river that can wash everything. God, God will love you very much. After you sacrifice, God will give us more gifts than making you a doctor. Bigger!

It's so delicious~www.ltnovel.com~ I want to eat you like this desperately! "

An Qi's face showed a trace of disgust.

Being kidnapped by the traffickers of the "Bloodhand Gang" when she was a child was probably the biggest crisis she had ever encountered. Since then, although she has embarked on the road of wizardry, she spent most of her time studying and researching. Even if she was adventurous, she was looked after by a teacher.

Even when facing the attack of the high god, An Qi, who was hiding under the wings of Ivan, was not afraid. But at this time she felt a deep crisis. If she could not escape, the consequences would be thousands of times more terrifying than death!

Under Aiwen's teaching, An Qi certainly does not have an inexplicable heart of the Virgin, but in the face of force majeure, actively helping the other party to treat patients to show their own value has also been declared invalid.

"Don't worry, you are of great value. I will personally guard you during this time, and I will never let you have a chance to run away. Suck..."

Stubbornly, he glared at the other side.

Although the "magic pocket" has been taken away by the opponent, An Qi, who will never sit still, has already begun to think hard about where her next life is.