Henry wiped the dust, cobwebs, and rust from the door, revealing a relief on the surface of the façade, a group of humanoids in strange robes and bony masks performing a living sacrifice. They brought their captured prey to a giant demon statue, then brutally disemboweled open the victim's belly, then removed the beating hearts, which were swallowed alive by several high-sized demons, and finally rewarded the sacrificer with strength.

Obviously, this is a typical demon sacrifice ritual, and worshippers usually need to avoid crowded areas and set up altars in more desolate abandoned places, otherwise they can easily be detected by mages and priests. In particular, the powerful evil power generated during the ritual can be sensed even by ordinary people who are a little more sensitive, and this place happens to meet all the conditions perfectly.

"Sure enough, it's the Demon Altar, and although the magic power on the gate has subsided, you can still feel the chaotic and evil energy that belongs to the bottomless abyss." As she spoke, Viconia cast her magic and gently touched the relief, revealing a large red magical aura.

The people of the entire Faren Continent know that when casting detection spells, if a person or an item emits a red magical aura, it means that this person is in the evil camp, and the item is made with some cruel and evil secret recipes, such as the soul, bones, blood, and even negative emotions such as pain, wailing, and remorse.

Generally speaking, the darker the color, the more evil and dangerous it is, and black and red are normally only possessed by a very small number of mad guys and demons, representing at least hundreds of innocent lives tragically, and belong to the out-and-out bloodthirsty butcher.

No doubt. This door has such a spell attached to it. Especially the black-red paint-like stuff on the reliefs. Even if you don't need to detect it, you can easily recognize it, and it's definitely the plasma of some kind of creature. However, due to the age of the gate, the evil magical energy stored on the gate has been completely lost, and now it is not lethal at all, except for feeling a little eerie.

"Let's go, let's go in and pay our respects to the original birth of Tanari, the most powerful demon prince of the Bottomless Abyss, Demogorgen." Henry aimed at the keyhole and unleashed a second-level magic called "percussion". There was only a click, and the heavy door creaked open slowly, and in an instant a fishy, rotten smell came to the nostrils.

"Damn! What does this smell like, could it be that there are still people performing sacrifices in recent times? Viconia cursed, immediately covering her mouth and taking a few steps back.

Henry endured his nausea, chanted a spell and cast a third-level divine spell "Wind Creation Technique". In a matter of seconds, a gust of wind poured into the gate, blowing away all the smells, not even cobwebs and dust, and the empty hall was revealed, with eerie statues and huge stone basins filled with blood. It's chilling to look at.

Glancing at the top, there weren't any monsters. He took a deep breath, then nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, I think this will be fine." Please put, ladies first. ”

Viconia snorted and stepped in unceremoniously. Her movements were very light, tiptoeing to test the tiles in front of her for traps with each step, and she kept watching the statues erected on either side, as if she was afraid that they would suddenly come to life.

Henry followed unhurriedly, surveying the environment. I saw that on both sides of the spacious hall were the statues of various dangerous creatures underground, including the Sawa Fishman, the Kou Tao Fishman, the Lizardman, the Dire Claw, the Eye Demon, etc., among which there was a statue of the Mind Flayer with the ancient underground lingua franca engraved on it.

"Release the five demon knights and offer sacrifices to the demon prince Demogorgen......"

Just as he was about to check the illegible handwriting behind him, Viconia didn't know what she had found, covered her mouth with her hand, and took a few steps back, her eyes full of fear, as if she had seen a terrible monster, and tears even rolled down her cheeks.

Following the direction of her gaze, Henry immediately found the reason. At the innermost end of the hall was a circular stone platform, on which was a huge lifelike statue of a demon, with two hyena-like heads, a slender body like a giant serpent, covered with dark green scales, upper limbs like sinuous octopus-like tentacles, legs that looked slender but strong, and a forked tail behind it.

There is only one demon in the entire multiverse that will grow like this, and that is the first Tanari demon created by Lord Obiris, the queen of Chaos, and the most powerful demon prince in the bottomless abyss, Demogorgen.

For the first time, Henry was shocked from the heart, even more impressive than the incarnation of the gods, especially those two pairs of eyes that seemed to instantly remind people of the things they were most afraid of in their subconscious. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down, and then without hesitation, he cast two first-level magic "protection against evil" to isolate all evil forces.

In just a moment!

The emerald green magic barrier appeared around the two of them, although it looked very thin, but at this time, looking at the statue, there was no longer that thrilling feeling, as if it was an illusion just now.

Viconia quickly recovered, quickly wiped the tears from her face, and explained a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I lost my temper just now, this statue seems to be able to make people see the most terrifying scenes in their hearts, it's really weird." ”

"No, it's not weird at all, we were careless. Haven't you heard about the birth of Demogorgon? As he spoke, Henry took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Viconia's eyes. At that time, after Chaos, the first demon was created with the original fear of mortals, and the name was Dimogogen, which was the nightmare of everyone in this world, and at the same time the only one, can you imagine how powerful this power is? ”

"No wonder...... No wonder I see Varas...... It turned out that the most feared thing in my heart was that he ......," Viconia muttered to herself. Her eyes looked a little wandering, as if she remembered something from the past.

"Who is Vallas?" Henry asked tentatively.

But this question did not matter, and Viconia immediately jumped up like a frightened rabbit. Staring at the red eyes, he asked vigilantly, "Did I mention this name just now?" You must have heard it wrong. ”

Seeing that the dark elf woman was dead, she would not admit it. Henry had no choice but to shrug his shoulders indifferently: "Okay." Since you don't want to bring it up, forget it. Now that we are in the area of influence of the Demon Altar, no god can perceive the situation here, so I can do whatever I want, otherwise I will start to awaken the sleeping demon in a moment, and this shield will soon disappear. ”

You must know that this demon altar has not been sacrificed for too long, and there is not much energy left in the store, and it is estimated that it can only be summoned one last time, and then it will collapse like other ancient temples. Slowly turned into a pile of rubble and disappeared into the long river of history.

Perhaps due to her constant encounters with danger, Viconia appears to be more cautious than anyone else. She first tried to communicate with Sha'er, and after finding that she really couldn't convey any information, she took a deep breath and asked nervously, "Why did you reject the goddess's Jianyì?" Do you know how hard it bothers me? ”

"I already have the strength to confront the gods head-on, so why should I participate in her plots, isn't this tantamount to being an enemy of Mystra, the goddess of magic, Suren, the goddess of the moon, and many other gods? Say, what is Shar going to ask you to do? Henry couldn't see any nervousness at the moment, and a faint smile was always on his face.

"How do you know that Shar is going to ask me to do something?" Viconia asked rhetorically, pursing her lips.

Hearing this obviously somewhat angry sentence, Henry immediately burst out laughing: "Haha." It's all too obvious that you just hid and prayed for more than forty minutes while you were at the camp. As long as you are not blind, you can see that there is a problem. I'm willing to bet that if I hadn't explicitly refused, as soon as I got back to the surface, Jasila would have informed the Harperists of everything that had happened underground, and within three days, Ilminster would have come to the door herself. ”

Destroying the incarnation of a god in the form of a mortal is not a thing that can be concealed for long, and perhaps now that the gods have learned the exact news, it will not be long before it will be conveyed to their followers, and then the various temples and underground forces will try to contact him, test his camp and attitude, and determine what attitude to use to treat such a powerful human in the future.

In such a situation, unless Henry has a cerebral convulsion, he must make a stand and choose to continue his close friendship with the Goddess of Magic Elect, which is the only way to do so in his best interests at this stage. He didn't want an underground confrontation with the Harper's Alliance, because Robert's vast intelligence network was still hidden, and a war would be a foolish display of strength.

For this disguised kindness, Viconia showed a disdainful sneer: "Hmph! Could it be that with your current strength, you would still be afraid of a mere Ilminster? ”

"You seem to look down on this great sage of the Valley of Shadows, the first chosen of the goddess of magic?" Henry asked playfully.

"Isn't it? He rarely takes matters into his own hands, always employing risk-takers to complete dangerous figures. How strong can a cowardly guy like this be? Viconia clearly looked down on Ilminster's approach. Perhaps, in her eyes, only those spellcasters who spread the word of destruction were worthy of awe.

Of course, there is no reason to say this. Looking at the legendary mages of the most notorious, whether it was the red-robed chief of Ser or the lich left over from the Nessera era, few dared to come to the door to provoke. Because they all know that once they fail, it means that life is worse than death, so as long as their minds are still normal, they will not have such thoughts.

But spellcasters from the good camp like Ilminster are far from the same. Unless the opponent has committed a heinous crime, they rarely kill them, and most of the time they imprison the opponent's ability to cast spells, so there is a steady stream of challengers, and many young mages who want to make a name for themselves will mostly try to challenge once or twice. This should be the case for the so-called gentleman to deceive him.

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