643 Unrest 2
"I'm afraid your hopes will be lost..."
A voice sounded in the room, and the next moment, Gruul and Zamur's expressions changed greatly.
"Who!!"
Gruhl turned around abruptly, looking in the direction where the figure came from.
I saw there, a person standing there quietly.
It was a tall and straight young man with a handsome face and dazzling blond hair. At this moment, he was standing quietly in front of the door, looking at Gruer with a smile.
"It's you!!"
Seeing this person in front of him, Gruul's face turned ashen: "Angola, what do you want to do!!"
"What do I want to do?" Hearing Gruer's words, Angola's face was surprised, and he didn't seem to want Gruer to ask this question: "Isn't the answer obvious? As I just said."
Walking slowly from the outside, he closed the door of the room, then looked at the two in front of him and said, "Brother, thanks to your letter, the knight you relied on has disappeared for two months now. , I don't know where it went."
"You actually know?" Hearing Angola's words, Gruul didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, and his heart suddenly tightened.
"Of course I know." Angola shrugged: "I not only know that you sent a letter, but even the content of that letter is clear."
"Even, I sent that letter to you personally."
"What do you want to do?" Hearing this, Gruul was a little puzzled. The experience honed by the long-term noble struggle made him instinctively feel that something was wrong: "Which side are you on?"
"Which side is it?" Angola glanced at Gruul, then shook his head: "Who knows? Anyway, it's not your side."
"Get ready. In a few days, your time will come. If you have any last words, leave them as soon as possible."
"After all, it may be too late after a while."
He said with a smile, and then the figure slowly walked out.
in the dim darkness,
Gruul seemed to see a unique mark flash across his Angora. ,
The imprint was complex, with a powerful and profound power. In it, the aura that belonged to the Church of the Night's Watch flashed, causing Gruul to be stunned.
"The knight named Yasuo did not appear in the end."
Walking out of the room, looking at Gruer and the two standing in the room behind him, Angola said lightly, "Are you sure, this is the person we're looking for?"
"The church has investigated it before. The altar in the field of Tam City was destroyed by this knight alone."
In the shadows, a deep shadow emerged, looking at Angola at the moment and said: "According to the traces left at the time, the strength of this Yasuo knight at the moment is at least the first level of the golden knight."
"You know what it means to be able to have such strength at this age in this current period?"
"This means that this is likely to be a goddess too? Like Xelna of the dim church?" Angola said indifferently.
"Yes." In the darkness, the figure said, "This is a rare opportunity!"
"Your authority is born to plunder the power of the root from other powerful existences. As long as you kill this knight named Yasuo and absorb the power of the root hidden in his blood, you can advance one step ahead of the others. Leading the race for divine beings."
"After the incident, we will eradicate the Church of Dim, absorb the divine power contained in the Divine Son, and inherit everything from the Tamuru Kingdom, so that your power can reach the peak, and you will have a huge first-mover advantage in this era."
"It sounds good, but what does all this have to do with me?" Angola sneered: "Don't think I don't know, after all this is done, the king of the night watch will recover, will I still exist then? ?"
"This is your destined glorious destiny." In the darkness, the man persuaded: "Great gods do not have the concept of a subject of will. You are the king of the night watch, and no existence can affect your will."
"Perhaps." Angola smiled coldly, noncommittal, and then said, "How is the arrangement on Bloody Sir?"
"It's almost ready. In two days, the blood moon ceremony will be held, and the entire palace will be sacrificed in blood."
"It seems that my brothers are running out of time."
Angola turned around, thinking about Gruul who had just seen in the room, he shook his head, and then continued to ask, "Where's the Calusu altar?"
"As in the past, there is still no reaction at all." In the darkness, the figure said so.
"It has already reached this point, and there is still no reaction?" Angola said with some puzzlement.
Calush, the founding king of the Tamuru Kingdom and the strongest in the entire Tamuru Kingdom, once worked with the High Priest of the Church of Darkness to defend against the legendary existence of the Bloody Sir.
As a legendary king who created a huge kingdom, this king of knights is extremely powerful. In the plan predetermined by Angola and others, it should have been the biggest obstacle.
But it wasn't until he started to find out that Calushu didn't react at all to their actions. It was as if he didn't see the actions of them imprisoning the king and blocking the kingdom.
This is also the biggest reason why their actions unfolded so smoothly, otherwise even if they can finally achieve it, it is impossible to do this step silently, and it will inevitably cause an uproar.
"Who knows?" In the darkness, the figure said; "The legend exists, and any accident may exist. Maybe Calushu has already died, and now there is only one corpse left."
"Everything is possible, but the only thing we know at the moment is that he didn't show up to stop us, which is good news."
Angola shook his head, then glanced behind him, and left directly.
While waiting, a few days passed quickly.
In the early morning, when the sun in the sky shone on the earth, a faint brilliance enveloped the world and illuminated the world brightly.
A faint bloody smell was floating in the palace square, which was empty and uninhabited in the past. At this moment, a sacrifice was slowly starting.
A blazing flame is rising, and in the center of the square, a blood pool is standing there quietly, with a blood-colored crystal in it.
Among the blood-colored crystals, a little girl was naked, lying quietly in the crystal, with her hands on her knees, with a calm and peaceful expression on her face, as if she was sleeping.
A faint majesty continued to spread out from the crystal, and the majesty and majesty continued to spread far and wide. Even if ordinary people just felt it, they could not help but want to kneel, unable to bear this majestic majesty. .
In front of the crystal, an old man was wearing a blood-colored robe, standing here so quietly at the moment, his eyes fixed on the crystal in front of him.
Different from the eyes of ordinary people, the eyes he looked at the crystal in front of him were blurred, which contained all kinds of emotions such as madness, infatuation, distortion, etc., which made everyone who could feel it scared.
At this moment, the strong smell of blood is blooming in the same place. In the same place, there are corpses lying around, and there is a deep wound in the heart.
These corpses were just placed there, scattered on the ground, blocking the surroundings of the blood pool, which looked like a garbage dump dedicated to dealing with corpses.
Gruul looked at the scene in front of him with an ugly face.
At this moment, he was being crushed among a group of people, his clothes were stripped all over his body, and his entire body was placed there in an extremely humiliating posture.
A burning feeling emerged in his heart, and an unprecedented sense of humiliation emerged, causing the strong self-esteem in his heart to twitch continuously.
Apart from this kind of personal insult, what made him even more chill was the pile of corpses in front of him, and the textures that were drawn on his body in front of him.
Beside him, a servant with the appearance of a maid was holding a crayon in his hand, constantly drawing on his body, carving out one complex mark after another on his body.
This is not a good omen, and when the imprint was drawn, the fate of the people in front of him also made Gruhl feel extremely chilled.
With the piercing of a sharp knife, the fresh hearts were continuously dug out and placed on a plate by category. As for the rest of the body, they were arbitrarily still in the pile of garbage dumps dedicated to dealing with corpses and became one of them.
"Will I die like this?"
This way of dying is so undignified that Gruhl can't help but feel a chill in his body and mind whenever he thinks that he will die with such a face.
As a soldier and commander who has gone through battle, he is not afraid of dying on the battlefield, nor does he shy away from his body being chopped into several pieces, and his death is tragic.
But now this method of death challenges his imagination and makes him feel the urge to commit suicide on the spot.
Unfortunately, even if he wanted to commit suicide on the spot, the people here did not give him the opportunity.
Before he came here, a spell was cast on his body, and at this moment, he was filled with a sense of powerlessness, and he couldn't even move his hands and feet, let alone pick up a sword to commit suicide.
Feeling this, he finally closed his eyes and couldn't bear to watch any more, so he could only wait quietly for his own death.
His appearance was seen by Angola on the side, so he couldn't help but smile: "Brother, your current appearance is quite different from your past appearance."
When the voice fell, Gruul's eyes moved, but he didn't open his eyes in the end, and Quan Dang didn't hear it.
Seeing his reaction, Angola also shrugged, feeling a little boring about it.
In the distance, a howling wind is coming.
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