Monarch of Evernight: Forty-Four Ritual Altar

bsp;The werewolf chief was still waiting to say anything more, but the high priest couldn't bear it anymore and coughed heavily. Among werewolves, the high priest still has some prestige, even though he does not have bright feathers on his head. The chief glanced at the high priest's face, said nothing, and sat back angrily.

Qianye pondered for a long time and then said: "We will discuss the equipment production later. First, take out the batch of valuable jewelry from the warehouse and ask Zining to help us replace a batch of equipment. The ratio of humans to werewolves...just follow Two to one purchase.”

This ratio made the mercenary general and Xu Jingxuan slightly dissatisfied, but they didn't say anything. The werewolves looked happy. The number of werewolves is several times greater than that of humans. This ratio is still extremely low. However, Qianye is willing to arm werewolves, which means that his promise can be expected.

Logistics and military supplies are a complex project, and there is still a lot of follow-up work. Qianye temporarily put aside the discussion of details, glanced at the werewolf nobles, and said: "I already know the reason why Eskar surrendered, and now I want to know The question is, why are you willing to accept me as your king?"

"You are the Son of Darkness..." The high priest was halfway through his words. He looked at Qianye's face and stopped immediately. He understood that Qianye's sudden question at this time had its own profound meaning, and he would never accept excuses, let alone lies.

The high priest didn't think about how to word it. There were some words that he didn't know whether to say or not, and the other chief priests were even more afraid to speak out.

Eskar hesitated to speak, scratched his head and leaned back in his chair. After all, he represented the werewolves of the Grand Corridor. Not long ago, the Grand Corridor and the Emerald Sea were hostile. He really had no position to do so. To smooth things over.

"Because you avenged us!" A sudden voice suddenly sounded, startling everyone.

It was the chief with the bright feathers on his head again. He was also startled by the crowd's reaction to this statement, but then he raised his head and said with a pinched neck: "There's nothing bad to say about this! We I have long wanted to cut up the Duke of Bones and feed it to the fish, but no one dared to say it. Which of our larger tribes has no ancestors, brothers, sisters or even children who died at the hands of Duke of Bones? Didn’t he just send his youngest son to the Duke’s Palace last month and never show up again?”

The named priest lowered his head and sighed heavily.

"What's going on?" Qianye asked.

The high priest sighed, and seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and said: "Every year, the Duke of Bones asks each tribe to send the most outstanding young people in the tribe to the Duke's Mansion to participate in a ceremony. After the ceremony, many people It disappeared forever. The Duke said that this was to select strong men and send them to the secret realm for intensive training. Those who can pass the trial will get stronger power. But we know that it is actually a sacrificial ceremony, and the young disciples who disappeared are actually. It’s a sacrifice.”

"You won't resist?" Xu Jingxuan asked.

The high priest smiled bitterly, "Who can resist the power of the Duke? In the early days, some tribes resisted, or hid their most outstanding children. But all the tribes that resisted were slaughtered, and the Duke himself did not even need to take action. His direct guards and other tribal troops mobilized are enough to settle everything. As for the tribes who hide the children, they will not end well. The Duke does not know how to identify whether the children sent are the best geniuses of this generation. If not, then that tribe will be equally unlucky. After doing this several times, no one will dare to resist the Duke, and no one will dare to deceive the Duke."

Qianye said calmly: "They don't dare to resist the Duke, so they dare to resist me? It seems that we can't be too kind to these tribes in the fringe areas. Just kill them all."

The high priest hurriedly said: "It doesn't have to be like this! After the meeting is over, we will go to those tribes separately and persuade them to submit to Your Majesty! Those who are really unwilling to listen to your advice will be killed before it is too late."

Qianye nodded and said: "Okay, then you have to move faster. In addition, even if they are willing to submit, they will have to act as slaves. Only after they have made meritorious deeds will they have the opportunity to obtain status."

"Yes, Your Majesty." All the werewolf sacrificial chiefs agreed in unison, their attitudes becoming more respectful.

Qianye nodded and said: "Where is the place where the Duke holds the sacrificial ceremony? Take me to see it."

The high priest said: "The altar is in the mountains in the north. I only know the general range. During the Duke's lifetime, no one was allowed to approach the altar. The tribal children were placed at the foot of the mountain there, and the Duke would personally take them up the mountain."

"Then take my battleship over. You will show the way."

The high priest leaned down, respectfully agreed, and followed Qianye towards the top floor of the Duke's Mansion.

Song Lun had already sent a signal. After everyone reached the top floor, the huge battle cruiser appeared in the sky above the Duke's Palace, slowly descending, and stopped when it was less than ten meters away from the top floor.

At such a close distance, the sense of oppression brought by the battle patrol's huge hull is unparalleled. Even the werewolf nobles had long known about the existence of the Qianye Battle Patrol, and now they all lost their voices when they saw it with their own eyes. The city was boiling, and countless werewolves poured into the streets, looking up at this giant ship that they had never seen before.

Qianye stood up and jumped onto the patrol deck. The werewolf nobles received permission and immediately rushed to board the ship. As soon as they boarded the ship, they looked around with their eyes wide open.

"Such a big thing can really fly!" A werewolf chief said subconsciously.

The priest next to him said: "This is an aerostat, what's so strange about it being able to fly!"

The chief stared back and said: "Have you ever seen such a big aerostat? This is bigger than the Duke's demon elephant! All the houses in your tribe combined are not as big as this, right?" ”

A series of questions immediately stopped the priest.

At this moment, the ship body shook slightly, and the battle cruiser jumped into the sky with an elegant posture, then adjusted its course and flew towards the north.

Qianye stood on the bow of the ship, overlooking the mountains and rivers below, and quickly retreated.

To the east and south of the Emerald Sea is an endless grassland with slightly undulating ground and werewolf tribes scattered among the grassy hills. To the north of the Emerald Sea, the terrain began to undulate and gradually took on the shape of a mountain range. Further into the distance, the mountains become more and more steep, and the tops of several towering peaks are already covered with ice and snow.

Between the mountains and the emerald sea, there are fields scattered like a green carpet, making it a fairyland on earth. Those fields are growing extremely well, which is both gratifying and surprising to look at.

Qianye didn’t expect werewolves to be able to grow such fields, so he asked about it. The high priest next to him was a little embarrassed and said: "It is a land given by God. No matter what you plant, it will grow very well. No extra care is needed at all. What is grown in the field is cloud wheat, which can grow except in winter and is harvested twice a year. Wheat is harvested twice a year. Once it’s ripe, you just need to harvest it and don’t need to sow it again. It won’t take long for the new wheat to grow by itself.”

Song Hui next to her heard a faint light shining in the depths of her eyes.

Qianye nodded and said: "Yes, it is indeed a God-given place."

The high priest said: "It's a pity that only that area is a God-given place, and other places don't have this kind of magic."

After sighing, the high priest pointed to the snowy peak in the distance and said: "The Duke's ceremonial altar should be on that snowy peak. The terrain there is extremely dangerous, and there are many deadly beasts at the foot of the mountain. Even us , it is usually difficult to climb.”

The high priest is also the Earl of Garter, which means that the Duke of Bones has created a natural line of defense that can resist the powerful Earl. He chose this place as an altar probably for this reason.

The natural dangers that the Werewolf Earl cannot overcome are no different from the plains in Qianye's eyes. He didn't even bother to pay attention to what dangers there were on the ground, and directly commanded the war patrol to fly over the snow peaks.

The top of Xuefeng was artificially flattened, and a dark red light shield covered the entire peak.

The peak is extremely steep, the mountains are filled with snow and fog, and the wind is fierce. There are also several gray shadows walking through the wind and snow, moving like lightning, and just because of their speed, they are not ordinary ferocious beasts. Normally when the Viscount Baron comes here, he just feeds them.

The Duke of Bones has been dead for so long. No matter how sinister the arrangements he left behind are no one to preside over them, Qianye will not take them seriously. However, to be cautious, he still called Carol, and the two of them flew down from the battleship and landed on the peak. The two great generals join forces to suppress the Duke of Bones' arrangement.

As if they were seen falling from the sky, the gray shadows in the wind and snow approached the top of the mountain and gave out sharp shrieks as a warning. However, Qianye released his dark gold blood energy and struck a blow. Those gray figures immediately lost their fierceness, screamed in fear, turned around and rushed into the wind and snow, never to come out again.

Qianye hovered above the defensive shield, popped out a few force bombs, and landed on the shield. The shield immediately fluctuated violently, and there were signs of collapse under Qianye's finger attack. It seems that the defense is extremely limited, and its main function is only to block wind, snow, and some birds that accidentally sneak nearby.

Those gray shadows seemed to be the Duke of Bones’ last defense.

After the test, Qianye no longer hesitated and went straight through the defensive barrier and landed on the peak. Carol lagged behind slightly. After waiting for a moment and seeing nothing unusual, she followed and landed next to Qianye.

The top of Xuefeng Peak is like a huge smooth stone surface, with pillars of different shapes standing around it. These black and red columns with mottled colors are constantly spitting out the force. This is the source of energy supporting the defensive shield.

As far as the eye can see, there are at least thousands of pillars standing on the entire peak. Although the force emitted by each pillar is not much, it is considerable when added together, forming a mountain that covers the entire snow peak. Defensive cover.

This kind of technology is unprecedented for both Qianye and Carol.

Carol was extremely curious, "What are these?" She walked over, rolled up her thunder whip, pulled out a column from the ground, and then let out a exclamation. The cylinder came out of the ground and dropped pieces of dark red unknown material. What was exposed was actually a section of white bones!

This scene was so unexpected that Carol, who had seen too many **** scenes, was shocked. She calmed down and looked carefully at the bones and the section where they fell. She suddenly let out a sigh and said, "I know, these are the missing werewolf children!"

"What?" Qianye was also surprised. He came over to take a closer look, and finally made out that what was wrapped around Carol's thunder whip seemed to be a leg, but the extra part was cut off, and the thin parts were attached. Add the meat and make it look like a regular cylinder, then bury it in the ground.

Looking at the thousands of pillars around them, Qianye and Carol were secretly shocked. How many werewolf geniuses have been planted here who will never rest in peace?