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The vast and majestic city of Sizhuang Houde resembles a vast blue-gray hill that spans the range of several hills, embracing a river that stretches for hundreds of miles. All around it were the vast mountains as hideous as beast teeth, and the seemingly vast and boundless land at a glance had turned into a greedy beast mouth full of infinite strange teeth, which was wide open and waiting for the frail fellows to die tragically at the peak of the danger vein, and turned into muddy water and flying ash for it to devour!

Now, the gloomy sky above, like the city of Sizhuang Houde and the mountains, showed a very oppressive blue-gray, and the gray sky and the gray earth combined into a vast and boundless blue-gray stone prison, which was dull and enveloped all living beings.

The vast city of Sizhuang Houde between the mountains is like a two-headed monster poking out its huge heads from the ground, turning the wide river that runs through the city into a pair of greedy long tongues, one "stretching" into the open and rich hinterland of southern mankind, feeding the sweat and sorrow of countless farmers, craftsmen, and low-ranking mages and priests, and the other "stretching out" to the treacherous and ferocious subgiant Bentuk Kingdom, sucking the flesh and pain of countless creatures. Then nourish it with extraordinary luxury!

Now, on the River of Long Tongue, which leads to the human region to the south, blood is churning, corpses are floating, and debris from a broken boat is strewn across the river, and a screaming priest is being dragged up the bank by a group of ragtags with fierce faces but withered expressions. They let out a strange grin, dragging his body desperately against the rubble beach, like a thousand sharp blades and axe tips slicing the priest's body quickly. Let the shocking blood and horrible minced flesh leave a terrible red mark along the way!

The beggar-like mob roared, "Drag him over, sacrifice him to the great god Theodosius, let the god please!"

"Oh," they shouted in a hideous and excited voice, like dragging a live pig, and the priest rolled on the ground screaming and writhing in despair, "I can take you into the city! There's a lot of food there, let me go, I have a way, I have a way, I have a way to get you into the city, don't do this."

The yellow-faced thugs let out a burst of creepy laughter: "Look, everyone! The priest of the god of Cuspa is going to violate the absolute order they respect! If his god forsaken him, we will not be able to please Theodosius!"

The blood-colored altar on the first floor is like a lion after a meal in a corpse, standing with a bloody face, and the strong negative energy emitted from it does not even allow flies to approach! This makes the priest of the god of Cusport even more frightened! Although their church does not reject negative energy spells, these people are now followers of Theodosius, the god of fear and the undead! Their dehumanizing torture is even more terrifying than Bonunn, the god of fear and power!

Nearer, closer, the priest's body numb in pain, and his consciousness terrified in numbness—what kind of altar was that?! It was a monster of all sorts of strange instruments of torture, large and small! The dark red blood covered the rusty surface, and the breeze blew with a mournful "whining", as if countless invisible ghosts were crying out for the pain they had suffered in life.

An old white-haired man wearing scaly armor and an unusually strong physique was standing majestically on the "Altar of Torture Instruments". His old face with protruding bones and thick flesh like a ferocious old crocodile had an inhuman texture! His cold and desperate eyes pierced straight at him, and the priest howled and cried out like a sharp spear breaking through his body: "Don't kill me! Please! I'm just a grain field! I haven't killed a single undead, please!"

He was mercilessly dragged onto the altar full of fangs. =3-q Chinese-shou-fa = The iron hoop tightened his limbs like steel pincers, and the steel thorns pierced his flesh like canine teeth. In a terrible and terrifying scream, his blood fused with the dark blood on the altar. Then there was a strange and terrifying humming sound from the entire altar, and the dark blood and rust all steamed up like demonic creatures, turning into a blood-colored mist like a soul that swirled around the evil torture instrument altar.

The stout and resolute old man shouted to the ragged, yellow-skinned thugs below, "Listen! God rejoices!" He picked up a heavy black iron staff, and the terrible staff was crowned with a fierce skull with long horns, and it smelled of devilish bones! At this moment, its violent mouth actually made a prayer-like sound, which made the blood mist around it flutter like unjust spirits even more jubilant. They screamed miserably and pounced on the surviving priest, sucking on his weak life like a candle in the wind.

The poor priest twitched a few times at the end. Then his soul was forcibly pulled away by the blood mist that was screaming madly!

The evil old priest, who was as strong as a warrior, excitedly waved the dark black iron staff again and shouted, "Look! God is approving you! He will give you greater strength!" Before he could finish speaking, the altar under his feet let out a satisfying "buzz", and a terrifying energy field instantly enveloped a living creature within a radius of 100 feet.

The thugs, who were still fierce and abnormal just now, were numb to the impact of this terrifying aura of fear as if they had been struck by lightning, and they fell to their knees one after another, plopping down and "praising them" in the most trembling voice: "Ancient, secret, life"

From the moment the vast universe opens up, you open your eternal eyes and watch the glory and death of all things.

From the day of the confrontation between order and chaos, you smiled wisely. Laugh at the sin and hatred of ignorance.

Ah, life. You are the wonder of the universe, but the great secret of the highest. Immortal Theodosius!

Death, you are the miracle of the universe, but the deepest obscure words belong to the immortal Theodosius! The blood mist was filled with fierce light, and the altar was already glowing with grayish-yellow sharp light. The power of the aura of fear was suddenly guaranteed several times! The impact of the people kneeling below was paralyzed to the ground, trembling like a rabbit waiting to be slaughtered. I can't even move a finger!

The burly thick-skinned old priest raised his arms and shouted with excitement in his eyes: "Who can stand up to receive the gift of God, who can see through the secret of life and death, and let the soul be one with the eternal god Theodosius, and enjoy the boundless glory of truth?!?

The crowd lay on the ground and was overwhelmed by the boundless fear, like an invisible mountain that crushed them all, causing them to groan in pain, cry in fear, and twitch wildly.

The old priest's crocodile skin-like face showed a look of extreme disappointment: Waste! All are useless waste! You deserve to be oppressed by those nobles, deceived by those mages, and deceived by those priests! The truth is revealed to you, but none of you can touch the door of truth! Ignorant and cowardly people! You are so 3::Q::Chinese::Head::What future is there for Fa?!Hmph, you will be called ghoul warriors earlier! Otherwise, when will my forty years of hatred be avenged?

Suddenly, he saw a man standing!

He was in his thirties and forties, and he was wearing a few torn clothes. Although his face was emaciated, he could only see a heavy dark blue, coupled with the appearance of Hu Q pulling scum, and suddenly showed a strange ferocity and madness, he did not kneel! He was not enslaved by the great power of fear! He even trembled all over his body, and he enjoyed this great power! Yes, that trembling was not fear, but enjoyment!

The old priest was ecstatic and shouted at the man, "You! what do you feel?!"

The man just glanced up coldly at the altar and the fierce old man, and spat out a random word in his mouth: "Fear." Just as the old priest was about to sigh again, he spoke again: "And." The desire to live. ”

The old priest standing on the altar laughed like an excited eagle: "Ahahahaha, what's your name?

The man shook his lips with difficulty, and softly spat out a name: "Navia." ”

The old priest did not react in particular, but waved his hand with a big laugh, "Very well! Navia, will you be under the name of Theodosius, will you give your mortal life to the greatest secret of the universe?"

A cold chill twitched into Navia's indifferent face: "Mortal life? What else does mortal life mean to me?" Good, good, good! Then let me see that extraordinary life. So he nodded slightly. The whole body stiffened and spit out a word: "Yes." ”

The old priest burst out laughing and said in a strange voice: "Whahaha, then from now on, you will cut off your nostalgia for the world! Go deep into the dividing line between fear and death, and explore the most wonderful miracles in the universe!"

In the center of the vast city of Sizhuang Houde is a majestic yellow-green castle like a hill, and the stout towers resemble burly guards wearing large conical helmets, firmly encircling the castle. Rows of small windows open on the heavy exterior walls of the four- and five-story buildings, staring sternly at the movements around them. Tall and low towers and platforms were filled with attentive guards, a mix of warriors and mages with top-notch equipment, and a variety of healing potions. Immediately, the group weighed a powerful battle group, which was enough to deal with all kinds of enemy attacks. Not to mention flies, not even a ghost to sneak into the castle without even knowing it.

The castle is not "one" huge building, but "a group" of huge buildings, thick or thin long houses connected together to form a complex complex of buildings that are interconnected with each other, and the roofs inside and outside the castle are planted with all kinds of colorful flags, which are flying in the majestic wind. If you look closely, you will see that there are several flags of the Chamber of Commerce!

At the top of a tall tower, Grand Duke Youenhey, dressed in a bright blue gold-threaded formal suit, stood proudly with his hands in his hands. With a stern and contemptuous expression, he listened quietly to the bells of the Temple of Cusport in the distance. Behind him slowly walked an old man in a red robe, whose gorgeous clothes were embroidered with plants with soft lines and small pink flowers. It has a very gorgeous and intimate feel.

The old man also looked at the milky white temple in the distance. He sighed to the Grand Duke: "It's been forty years in a blink of an eye, and it was this scene forty years ago, but the people who stood under the castle back then were us, and the people who stand on the castle today make us! There must be a gathering of young adventurers from all sides in that temple right now, counting on you to kill you. We were also standing in that temple to discuss big things, but the Temple of Cusport was just a small, dilapidated two-story wooden and stone building, worse than a few rotten taverns next to it. And now it's so big. I'm afraid that a quarter of Sizhuang Houde City is under its control. ”

The Grand Duke chuckled majestically and turned around, and the blue straight dress was loaded with those buckles and badges made of gold, reflecting the dazzling brilliance of abundance. Even those golden lines shine like streamers, and they are extremely beautiful. The nobility of his square face is also compelling: "Sinalo, your eyes are still so poisonous." I arrived at Sizhuang Houde City five days ago, so I can get an idea today. If it weren't for you, I'd have found an assassin to kill you. It's a pity! Although the young people in the temple have our dreams, they are not as lucky as we were then, and there will be no Giffen City to help them this time!

The old man suddenly put away his smile. He sighed slowly, "I heard that Beinhalle died during the civil strife in Giffen, do you know? He went to Giffen City again, and became the first division of the rich side. I thought he was the luckiest among us, but I didn't expect to die like this. He smiled at the Grand Duke again and said, "In this way, you are the luckiest, you want power, money, and money." How many people have to look at your eyes and lick your toes. It's like a few of us, either nesting in a remote desert area to spend a hard day, or nesting in the steel heart flow, and a generation of Q can't get out. ”

The Grand Duke laughed and said, "You mean Bovodi." He's not bad at mixing the ground. There is secret information that this time the disaster in Giffen City is also due to their steely heart. And at that time, Povodi was a guest at the Duke of Schauers, who was nearby. He must have a part in this move. It's a pity that Benhalle didn't go to see him in advance. Otherwise, he wouldn't have died so inexplicably. I think Powardi is actually a very good friend, and he will give him some hints. ”

The old man waved his brilliant red robe and sighed, "He won't go to Po Wodi, and Po Wodi won't tell him anything." The positions of the two sides have changed radically, one representing the interests of the Mages of Giffen City, and the other representing the interests of the Steelheart Stream and the Arcane Federation. In this life-and-death conflict between the two groups, there is no friendship to speak of. Otherwise, you will become a great sinner in your own group! This is the change of fate, what a trick on people. The two who were originally the best became strangers. ”

The Grand Duke looked back thoughtfully at the majestic Temple of Cusport, and muttered, "Hmph, it's good to be a stranger, it's a hundred times better than me raising a tiger!" His gaze at the Temple of Cusport suddenly became stern and fierce. Said coldly: "These greedy guys. I see that they have given them innumerable privileges and privileges for helping me to attain the position of Grand Duke. Unexpectedly, their ambitions are getting bigger and bigger. I actually want to establish some kingdom of God on earth. Hmph, do you want to learn from the Mahapas Empire? It's not 800 years ago now! I actually secretly plan to start from my Sizhuang Houde City, first absorb power from me, and then slowly expand its power, and finally establish a theocratic empire. Want to be above all the nobles? No way!"

The old man laughed and said, "Youenxi, Youenxi, you are not honest again! If you didn't deliberately show weakness, how could they think of starting with you first? I guess you must have deliberately shown weakness first to lure them into being fooled." Then I collected the nets and caught them all. Hehehehe, isn't it almost time to close the net?"

The white-haired Grand Duke looked back at the old man and asked, "Are you using your mind to detect me again?"

The old man shook his head and smiled: "What are you kidding? You have a mind barrier necklace, how can I detect your heart? You also know that I am a tight-lipped person, I just guess about this, and I won't talk nonsense." Besides, I don't have any evidence, and even if others know, I can't do anything about you. Anyway, your business has nothing to do with me, I just want to know when our caravan will be able to leave here. ”

Grand Duke Yuenshi smiled lightly, squinted sternly at the Temple of Cuspour, and said viciously, "After I have cleared all the young adventurers left in the temple, your caravan can leave." These little ones want to learn from the scene when I overthrew my uncle?hmph! I won't give you the slightest chance!" Then he turned his head and said softly, "Don't worry, I will let people take care of your ogre subordinates and small mastodons, and never let them go hungry or bored." It's just that I want to trouble you to stay for a few more days, and by the way, I can also introduce you to a few leaders of the Chamber of Commerce, and everyone can help each other in the future. ”

In the city of Sizhuang Houde, on the flat top of a large hill, several tall and wide buildings in the shape of fortresses are built. But the unadorned walls are full of rough and uneven stones, and all kinds of shoddy graffiti, to put it bluntly, it is just a simple place to shelter from the wind and rain.

And in the open field surrounded by these tall "fortresses", some burly ogres about two people tall were excitedly raising their arms and shouting for two humans fighting each other in a simple ring. The harsh sound like a chaotic tide, accompanied by the nauseous breath of bad breath, reached Pregg, who was drinking evening tea not far away.

Once again, he despised this group of slightly wise ogres: all he knew was watching these useless fighting scenes, no wonder they didn't have brains except for Zhang Rou! But that's fine, if their brains were like those dragon vein ogres, we would have been used as snacks by them a long time ago.

He could not help but get nervous, and secretly slipped into the distant bushes, enjoying the slight tranquility and the magnificent cityscape under the great hills: what a vast city, enough to cover the area of a great lake! The secret smoke that had risen from everywhere in the middle of the night alone formed a blue-gray cloud in the air, flowing like a tidal wave with the wind. It's magnificent.

His expression suddenly darkened, and he scolded himself: "You are excited! No matter how magnificent it is, it is also the property and territory of the Grand Duke of Youenxi, what do you care about Preg? If the boss of Desmond does not come, you will wait to starve to death in this city." Be realistic, Pregg, you're just a little businessman who wants to die and beg for food, how can you make such boring emotions like those aristocratic poets?!"

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