Chapter 890: cloudy
When darkness enveloped the earth, a reef in a remote harbor on the west coast of the mainland moved slowly, revealing the dark cave below.
With the appearance of the cave, a large-scale magic circle quickly unfolded, pressing back the violent evil energy that was about to rise into the sky. The transparent resentful souls shouting one by one were about to rush out, but they were pressed down by the rays of light from the magic circle, as if they were blocked by the head in a basketball, and returned directly to the cave.
A fat figure who had been waiting beside the cave for a long time got into the cave with agile movements that were completely incommensurate with his size. After a while, he had appeared in the depths of the cave.
There are many dark red gems on the stone wall here, exuding a strange light. Looking closely, the gems are clearly screaming and wailing souls. Look at the countless gems around, and then look at the purple-black stones on the ground, and I don't know how many people died here.
Not even this fat man knows.
In the past two hundred years, he has continuously sent victims from all over the world here, at least thousands of people every year. If it is placed in the war years, it is not even surprising that it is tens of thousands a year. How many people died here? He really can't figure it out.
Like a famous villain's evil declaration of "do you count how many slices of bread you eat", villains probably don't care how many people they've killed. On the contrary, those who are lucky enough to escape their mutilation, or dare to resist, will leave a certain impression on them - they will feel that these people are sinful and unforgivable!
This is like when the starving people revolted in the late Ming Dynasty, Yang Sichang, the leader of Donglin, who was the crown of the "Qingliu" in the Ming Dynasty, commented on them as "don't starve to death, just follow the example of mantis" - if the Ming Dynasty wants you to starve to death, then you will It's okay to starve to death, but it's unforgivable to dare to fight like a car!
So it is not surprising that the Ming Dynasty died.
This fat man is somewhat more brainy than the Ming Dynasty scholar, at least he knows that he is a bad thing - living a long time is still useful.
But he knew better that no matter how bad he was, compared to the one in front of him, he was nothing.
So he behaved very humbly, knelt down on one knee, his head was almost down to his knees, and he didn't even dare to lift it up.
"Lord Speak, I follow your call and wait for your order," he whispered.
"Manu, don't be nervous." Standing in front of him, the figure wearing a black robe made an old voice, "I need enough sacrifices, and you don't need to search anymore."
Fat Manu, one of the most famous slave traders in the Western Continent in the past two hundred years, was deeply relieved.
Since the Inhumans became active, his owner, Norman Speak, made him reduce his "business". At first, he was very happy - the slave business was very taboo among the clergy, and it often caused trouble. At that time, Manu was even tracked down by a legendary priest all over the world for more than ten years. Manu is now very rich, and he really no longer needs to do business to maintain income - with his savings, even if he spends money, he can enjoy it for hundreds of years.
So he always wanted to stop, and wanted to enjoy peace.
After getting the master's order, he was stable for a while, and then suddenly became uneasy again.
The master gave him eternal life in order to make him serve himself. Now that he is no longer needed, is he still worth living?
This thought made the slave trader wake up from the stable life, restless day and night. Especially when Norman Speke played a big game during the civil war in Thrace, and almost wiped out all the middle and high-level mages in Thrace, he even lost contact with him. So he couldn't even fall asleep, lest one day he suddenly heard a cold order in his mind, "You're useless, die."
Fortunately... the master still needs him after all!
So when he heard the master's call, he was ecstatic. Immediately dropped everything, and Xingye Jiancheng came to listen to the master's order, as if he was loyal.
The devil who once had the title of "Sage of Secret Spell" can naturally see the fear and joy of his old subordinates. He smiled indifferently and said, "Have you rested well these past few years?"
"To be honest, I've been looking forward to being able to play for the master, rest... I really don't get used to it."
"Then I'll give you a job to help me collect some intelligence."
"What information?"
"Reports on the whereabouts of Brave Sellers and Katerina Elanz, their schedules, the situation of the guards around them...that kind of report," Speak said lightly.
The slave trader's body trembled violently, with fear as well as excitement: "Master... do you mean to..."
"Almost." Speke didn't mean to keep it secret from Manu. "Legendary puppet soldiers, the more the better. This kind of person who has just stepped into the legend is the best material."
Manu nodded immediately: "Please rest assured, master! I will work hard to get things done!"
"Well, you have always done things properly, of course I am relieved. You have helped me prepare for this a few times in the past, and each time has been successful. I believe this time will be no exception."
Speak said, suddenly thought of something, and changed his words: "By the way, Katerina Ailanz's husband is an 'other person'... Don't rush to investigate her first, temporarily use Brave Seiler We have to do things one by one anyway, and once this thing is done, it’s not too late to think about the next thing.”
Manu nodded again and again and answered again and again.
After a while, he took a bottle of bright red liquid and left the cave that looked inconspicuous from the outside.
After Manu left, Speke closed the cave and came to the bottom of the cave.
Here, tall and pale crystals are erected neatly, and inside each crystal, a creature with no body is sealed. These creatures are all kinds, there are monsters and humans. If it is a human or any other intelligent creature, there is often a pile of equipment next to the crystal. It is the weapons and equipment used by these legendary legends who have been transformed and sealed.
Inside the outermost crystal was a red-haired woman. If a Thracian high-level executive saw it, they would definitely exclaim.
She is the "Sky Bow" Emmy Sislin who lost to the combined attack of the traversers and the Storm Legion in the Thracian Civil War, and is the latest legendary powerhouse in the Western Continent.
On the ground next to the crystal, her usual magical leather armor and the prestigious "Sky Bow" were placed casually, like garbage, and no one cared.
Speak stared at the crystals in front of him and couldn't help laughing.
"Two hundred years of savings... I don't know if it will be enough..."