Nilasek froze suddenly.

He froze in place like a mummy hollowed out and wrapped in strips of cloth.

"You... Who is it?! ”

......

Niracek's hoarse howl went unanswered, and his voice was still the only one echoing in the cold room.

The cold, which invaded through the cracks in the door, took away the few heat in the room.

Nilasek's eyes widened, almost popping out.

But he still didn't see anything.

There was no other creature in this house, only himself.

He stretched out his withered, blood-stained right index finger and tried to touch the darkness of the room.

"Are you responding to me, noble ancestors?"

There was still an unspeakable silence in response to his question, and the room was so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.

After a while, Nilasek's hopeful eyes gradually dimmed, and he staggered back to the wall, ready to continue his unfinished "painting".

Just as he was about to start "writing", the voice sounded from the depths of his head again.

This time, he heard clearly.

"Surrender... Pledge your allegiance to me, and your tribe will be spared destruction! ”

"Who is it?!"

Nilasek turned around like crazy, his face hideous and frantic.

There was a pale psionic glow surging from him, burning like flames on the surface of his robes!

"Answer me! You! Be! Who! ”

"I am the longing of your heart... Your pain, your struggles, and all the torture you suffer. ”

The voice in his head replied calmly, like a terrible murmur from the deepest part of the abyss.

"I know your ......"

The sound was like the fiercest icy wind outside the temple, and like the sound of the dead blowing from the yellow spring.

It has an aria tone, a little immersion in Nirasek's thoughts.

"No... No!! ”

The barbarian elder clung to his head in pain, his body staggering to the ground as if it had been pulled to the bone.

"Don't resist... I'm right there with you, I... It's you......"

"You... Lie! Lie!!! ”

Bang!!

Niracek stood up suddenly, and a huge amount of necromantic mana poured out of his body like a rushing river, and the entire temple was shaken by the impact of this massive force, and the surrounding walls began to shake violently, as if they were about to collapse in the next moment.

"Look at yourself... Look at the walls around you... You know what you want, and your people need you to save. ”

"I don't need you... No, you don't!

Stop! Get out of here! I don't care about you!!! ”

Niracek screamed almost hoarsely, and the violent energy turmoil instantly extinguished the only light source in the room, the faint oil lamp on the stone wall.

The whole hut was instantly plunged into a dull and cold darkness.

"No ...... in sight"

"No Hope ......"

"Destruction is Coming......

"All that you hold dear will destroy ......"

The ghostly whisper became clearer in the darkness, and Niracek clutched his ears desperately, but could not stop the sound from pouring into his heart.

Soon, he began to hallucinate, and the figures of other sacrificed elders appeared in front of his eyes......

"Nilasek! We trust you so much and entrust you with the burden of the tribe, how dare you fail us! ”

"No!! No!! I didn't! I didn't!! ”

"You're lying! You liar! Coward! ”

"Don't say that about me... Liana, don't call me ......"

"Shut up! Look what you've done! Tribes will be destroyed because of you! The ancestors will be disgraced by you!! ”

"It's not like that! It's not like that......"

"Heads up, coward! Look at the children who died in battle! They all died because of you! Because of you!! ”

"Rubbish! Coward! ”

"Incompetent! You have a load!! ”

“......”

Nilasek was speechless, and a ruined and abandoned fortress slowly appeared before his eyes, and the streets of the fortress were filled with the miserable corpses of the fallen barbarians and the desolate and smoldering ruins.

The relentless wind and snow blew violently through the cracks in the collapsed walls, and the thick ice and snow covering the streets of the city slowly gathered into familiar figures that almost stopped Nilasek's heart from beating in the cold wind.

"You... Kill us......" said a barbarian who had lost half of his head looking at him blankly.

"Because of your incompetence......" Another old woman in a brown fur robe also walked up to him.

"Uncle Serra... We trust you so much......"

Nilasek turned around and saw Anya crawling miserably through the snow with only half of her body left, dragging her frozen intestines.

"Harlogas... Destroyed ......"

He looked up again and saw the Grand Leader Qualkek walking towards him from the wind and snow—a sharp knife had been inserted into his heart, and his whole body exuded a white death.

"No... No... No!!! ”

Nilasek finally collapsed, and the horrific sight and reproaches of his people drove him into a corner of madness.

The reflection of all this that he had feared most in his heart appeared to him like a true prophecy.

He struggled to curl up in a ball, covering his face with his hands, feeling cold hands envelop him from all sides.

Despair has come.

And just as Nilasek's mind was about to sink completely into the bottom of the abyss, which was as cold and hopeless as an endless winter night, the voice that had appeared in his head came again.

"Surrender... Pledge your allegiance to me, and your people will be saved from destruction. ”

"Serve me, and none of this will happen!"

Nilasek jerked his head up, his eyes radiating with the ecstasy and desperation of a drowning man at the sight of the last straw.

"I surrender! I pledge allegiance! I swear! As long as you're willing to save us......"

Niracek fell to his knees with tears streaming down his eyes, offering his loyalty and soul to the unknown and indescribable darkness.

"I will... If you will be loyal to me as you have sworn to, I will fulfill my promise......"

"I am willing to give everything I have, I am willing to entrust my soul to you... It's mine... Master. ”

Nilasek prostrated himself on the ground, tearing part of his soul open and sending him into the unknown darkness.

From this moment on, the connection between him and the Profession Pact was immediately severed completely, and in its place was another pact from the Chaos Purgatory.

"Very well, my servant, now, prove your loyalty, and go and complete the first task for me!"

"Do as you wish, my lord, what do you command?"

"Your Grand Leader is planning a counteroffensive... You don't need to stop him, the army of Hell will naturally teach him what it means to hit a stone with an egg.

But take advantage of this opportunity to catch Anya, the girl with the blood of an elder.

I need her blood to contaminate the top of Harogas once and for all! ”

"Anya......" Nilasek's expression became cloudy.

Anya was the girl he grew up watching and the daughter of his best friend in the Presbyterian Church.

It can be said that Nirasek, who has no children, treats Anya almost as half a daughter, and now his new master wants him to hurt Anya, which makes him feel a little hesitant.

"You hesitate, my servant."

"The hosts... Why Anya, if you need the blood of the elders... I'm an elder too! ”

"No, your blood doesn't work, it has to be her, understand?

Niracek, I thought you didn't want your tribe to be destroyed? ”

"Nope! No! Master... I... I see......"

Listening to the almost threatening words of the red fruit, Niracek could only give in.

Anything can be sacrificed in the face of the survival of the clan, isn't it?

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