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Chrissy was almost drenched in sweat, and her whole body was still shaking.

Compared to her, the three burial people next to her were even more unbearable, already passing out, their eyes rolling.

Just now, Wu Ming completely let go of his breath, and in the absolute suppression, he tortured them inhumanely.

The three people who fell to the ground were because Wu Ming was not very satisfied with their performance, and then used the soul searching technique that damaged the soul even more, even if they were still alive, it was difficult to guarantee that they would not leave any sequelae after waking up.

"My lord...... You are my heaven, my earth, my life, my everything......"

But Chrissy, a crazy woman, seemed to have a secret hobby of masochism, and she was drooling at this time, as if she wanted to kneel down and lick Wu Ming's toes.

'Isn't this woman a psychopath......

Wu Ming secretly rolled his eyes: "But it's not normal to survive from such an organization, and there is no psychological problem, right?" ’

Through these burials, he finally got to know the organization well.

The situation can be said to be mixed.

The bad news is that behind this organization, there is indeed an existence above the sixth level.

The good news is that there seems to be something abnormal about that being, not a true God, not even a single coming, but only some ambiguous will, and even full of inconsistencies.

The reason for this is naturally because this lord of the Ouroboros is not a true god, not even a false god!

According to Chris, it should have been hundreds of years ago, the original founder of Ouroboros' Ring received a revelation of an otherworldly existence by chance.

This being is not a true god, but it has a power comparable to that of a true god, and it can also bestow power through a series of sacrifices, and even blood!

In this way, relying on the sacrifice full of blood and savagery, the Ouroboros Ring began to be established covertly, and at first it was only circulated among a few families.

And the founders of those families were transplanted with part of their blood.

In order to pursue the purity of this bloodline, as well as the power contained in it, such things as consanguineous marriage are logical.

By the way, these burials are the product of failed unions.

Either there is a deficiency in strength, or a mental problem, or both.

The crazy and twisted ones were secretly disposed of by the higher-ups, and the rest were used by waste.

Wu Ming, on the other hand, has a different opinion: "Sounds like it...... Isn't it the true figure of the Infinite Serpent, who is not completely dead? Sure enough, it's a nuisance......"

An eighth-level existence like him has already left his own unique mark in the long river of time, not only is it unique among the universes, but its vitality is even more incredible.

Even if the deity falls, it only takes a little time to resurrect from the long river of time.

Of course, the Infinite Snake's deity was more miserable, and when he encountered a ninth-level power, he even damaged most of the mark, and fell directly, and after being resurrected, he became the Infinite Snake.

But Wu Ming clearly underestimated the vitality of this existence.

Impacting the eighth level, you need to recover many incarnations, but after the eighth level of Da Luo, Da Luo Jin Xian has no restrictions in this regard, and he can incarnate into tens of millions at any time.

An existence like the Serpent of Infinity, leaving behind other clones and backhands in some hidden dimension and plane, is also not worth the fuss.

"Judging from Chrissy's description, the state of this incarnation is obviously not very good......"

Wu Ming touched his chin: "It's the same...... Even the True Text Seal is mostly damaged, and no matter where the incarnation is hidden, it will inevitably be affected......"

For the eighth-level Daluo, their deity is the imprint of the long river of time.

If the brand is not destroyed, it will be fine no matter how it perishes, and on the other hand, once the brand is damaged, even if it incarnates in tens of millions and exists in different universes, it will be completely the same damage at the same time.

"Therefore, this Ouroboros organization is a clone left over from the Infinite Serpent deity, hidden in a certain half-plane, and even half of his mind is damaged......"

Wu Ming finally made up his mind.

He even devoured the Infinite Serpent, so naturally he would not be afraid of this clone who already had only half a life left.

"But...... It's better to solve the trouble as soon as possible, and ...... This Ouroboros organization seems to have the value of taking over......"

I have to say that Wu Ming is a little moved now.

A powerful foundation that has been running for hundreds of years is also a little attractive to him, even if he can't use it, the Thor Continent will definitely need it in the future.

Moreover, as the person who inherited everything from the Infinity Serpent, he didn't need to pretend to be anything at all, and he could directly take the ruling power over gently and skillfully, just like he did with Chriss.

"Chris!"

Thinking of this, Wu Ming immediately looked at Chris, who was too well-behaved to speak: "Now in your organization, is the black snake in charge?" ”

"That's right, the black snake has perfectly inherited the bloodline of the adult, and when it becomes an adult, it will automatically enter the rank of the holy realm, and it has reached an unfathomable point at this time!"

Chrissy sold his teammates without hesitation.

After all, the information from the depths of her blood made her unable to raise any thoughts of resistance to Wu Ming at all.

"Where are the others?"

Wu Ming asked directly.

"In the Southern Swamp, the Black Snake still has a superficial identity, the Earl of Black Forest Castle!"

Chrissy provided another valuable piece of news: "The entire Earl family has the blood of the Lord in its veins......

'Actually, it's the blood of the Infinite Serpent!' ’

Wu Ming secretly rolled his eyes, but did not refute directly, but ordered: "Take me there!" ”

"Yes! Your will is my mission! ”

Chrissy nodded solemnly, a bloodthirsty glint in her eyes.

……

Southern Everglades, on the edge of the Black Forest.

It's a long way from Port Evans in the east of the mainland, and even the best horse-drawn carriages can take months to get there.

Of course, with the support of various teleportation techniques in this world, Wu Ming only needed a blink of an eye to come here.

The Southern Swamp belongs to the Kingdom of Bode, and the nearby Black Forest area is also quite vast, of course, because of the harsh environment, there is not much population and production, so the Count of the Black Forest Fort canonized here does not get much attention, and it is a role in the kingdom that is less than the upper and more than the lower.

In terms of wealth and luxury, it is not comparable to the Earl of Evans, who controls the port.

It's just that the people of the Stan Kingdom don't know that under the mask of this Count of Black Forest Castle, there is another unknown identity.

In the middle of the night, a purple moon halo falls.

Inside the castle, the Count of Black Forest Castle, the leader of the Ouroboros organization, felt the power of the moon halo, and a sense of intoxication appeared on his face.

"It's time for the sacrifice again, how is the sacrifice being prepared?"

He asked the butler behind him.

"No problem, we have spent a lot of money, and the collected goods are all of the finest goods, a total of eight girls from different regions, between the ages of fifteen and eighteen, and all of them still have virginity, I am sure my lord will like them!"

The butler replied in a rigid tone, and from his bland attitude, it was clear that this kind of thing had not been done once or twice.

In fact, as a family with power in the bloodline, more similar to a warlock, the stewards used by the Count of the Black Forest family have been selected from the most loyal branches for generations, and they also have the bloodline bestowed by the great being in their bodies, and they are Ouroboros's own people, so their loyalty is naturally guaranteed.

"Very good, additionally...... Chriss, are you still not heard? ”

Black Snake frowned: "If the task is completed, they will notify me as soon as possible, which is very unusual......"

"With all due respect!"

The butler bowed slightly: "Miss Chrissy is not a person who follows the rules, and the Hulk may have been killed by her......"

"It's very likely ......"

The Count of Black Forest Castle sighed and rubbed his eyebrows: "The bloodline inherited by Chriss, in fact, is quite perfect, and the talent is also very good, if it is not mentally problematic, it is definitely one of the most outstanding descendants of our organization. ”

"That's why I gave her a lot of tolerance and didn't let her be my lord's sacrifice!"

The butler listened, but there was a stirring spirit in his body.

The being who bestowed the Black Forest Fort family with power and bloodline was a mad, ignorant, and blood-thirsty creature.

Not only do I like young and beautiful maidens as sacrifices, but I also like living human sacrifices with great power.

Especially, if this sacrifice is still its bloodline, it is more popular.

As a result, a large part of the series of failed products produced by intermarriage within many families was disposed of as a sacrifice to the gods.

"Master, the ceremony is ready!"

At this moment, the captain of the castle's guard came in, and a vertical pupil appeared in his eye.

Obviously, most of the high-ranking people in this castle are simply members of the Ouroboros organization.

"Hmm!"

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Black Snake finally put aside Chriss's affairs for the time being, and came to an underground secret room with the butler and the captain of the guard.

In the vast underground space, a black altar is quite visible.

And at the top of the cave, densely packed, needle-eye-sized holes abound, allowing a trace of purple moonlight to fall through and shine on the altar.

At this time, on the edge of the altar, Ouroboros believers were already surrounded, and in the center were eight stripped of their clothes and looked panicked.

"I hope this sacrifice will satisfy my lord!"

The black snake looked at this scene, but sighed.

I don't know why, in the recent period, the existence of this person that his family has worshiped for generations has become very strange, and he rarely responds even to communication, only knowing that he is asking for more sacrifices one by one, as if he has just suffered a heavy blow.