Crimson Servant

This winding secret passage occasionally changed direction, but Vivian could feel that she was generally moving downwards. What else lies beneath the underground prisons of Castle Morgan and King Cameron? The ruins of the gods that John talked about were the source of the blasphemous power of the Knights of the Round Table. Vivian had a hunch that that was her current goal.

Thick moisture invaded this secret passage, and a sour and rotten smell like soaked wood lingered for a long time. There was moisture on the outside of Vivian's leather jacket. She wiped it with her fingers, and her fingertips made a sticky mark on the leather.

Vivian silently removed the camouflage stone slab at the end of the secret passage, and quickly recovered after getting out of the secret passage. She used the sneaking skills of a vampire to hide her footsteps silently. Vivian hid in the shadow corner and peered into the hall ahead with her peripheral vision.

She seems to have found the original goal of the Daystar Team.

The empty room was lit by several magic stone lamps. Busy figures were scattered around the room. They were stepping on a huge dark circular stone slab. Some were preparing reagents on the special-shaped test bench in the corner, and some were studying the dark stone slab. The stone tablet erected on it.

The researchers are all ragged humans. They exude a calm temperament that is completely different from their appearance. At a certain moment, their abrupt behavior and habits still expose their inhuman qualities. Just like a tall body wearing an ill-fitting leather jacket, a little carelessness will cause the face on the leather jacket to distort and transform into a more frightening image.

Mind Flayer. They were working on Cameron's ceremonial altar and had a collaboration with Queen Morgan.

Vivian noticed more details.

The mind flayer seemed to remember his guest status this time. This altar has not been polluted by these strange life breaths. There are no special facilities that look like living flesh and blood, and there are no brain storage tanks placed casually. The only things that symbolize the mind flayer's identity are those black and deformed test tables, and placed in the center of the altar, a sacrificial platform that looks like a fusion of stone and tentacles.

The mind flayers are restrained in the arrangements here, and even the researchers who appear on the surface are just human servants controlled by their minds. Vivian was surprised by the toughness of Morgan and the Knights of the Round Table to allow these arrogant monsters who claimed to be psychic tyrants to obey the rules to this extent. Morgan, that arrogant and lustful bitch must have beaten these monsters often to make them appear to surrender.

Vivian saw several brain-eating monsters dragging out a person from another passage, a unconscious orc who was bound by tentacles. Vivian judged from his clothes that this was not a native of Cameron. He was a slave of the Mind Flayer, a person brought to this other world from our world by the shell ship.

Under the command of those brain-controlled humans, the brain-eating monster placed the orcs on the sacrifice table. The tentacles carved on the side of the stone table, like decorations, became active after sensing the orcs. The tentacles climbed up the orc's body and stuck to every piece of his skin. Soon Vivian could no longer see his appearance, only the intermittent sound of the tentacles moving and rubbing the mucus, like the whimpering of a child whose mouth was covered.

The brain-eating monsters retreated one after another, and the youngest male individual among the human researchers walked out. He held a black ellipsoid in his hands and came to the sacrifice table.

The man stretched his hands forward, placed the black sphere directly above the tentacles, and uttered several sounds from his mouth.

A touch of red appeared on the originally dark sphere, and the energy began to erode the surrounding air, soon releasing a burst of thick red mist. The orcs in the altar were awakened, as if they had suffered unbearable severe pain in an instant, and screamed inhumanly. As he cried out in pain, the energy on the altar increased at a speed visible to the naked eye. Those powers seeped into the erected stone tablets and into the dark stone slabs, and the red magic light awakened the altar step by step.

Just as Vivian was horrified by the results of the Mind Flayer's experiment, all the visions caused by the red light came to an abrupt end. The black sphere hit the altar, and the surrounding tentacles gave way, revealing the smooth tabletop.

The orc disappeared, leaving only a red mark in the center of the sacrificial altar that looked like a painter's careless application.

On both sides of the black ellipsoid, two severed hands were dissolving into blood-red dust.

The man who lost his arms had numb eyes, and watched helplessly as his body fester step by step, dissolving together with the severed hands on the table. The spiritual energy in his eyes disappeared first.

The surrounding researchers seemed to be accustomed to this, and just stood aside with pens and papers to record indifferently.

Vivian heard the experimental conclusions they were discussing.

"The crimson ritual is performed normally, but the host cannot withstand the corruption. The crimson corruption in this world has been strengthened, just like psychic energy."

"There is only one body that can realize the great plan, Morgan the Blasphemer. We cannot abandon her to complete it independently, and her characteristics cannot be copied."

"Is it because she is the only excavator of the ruins? What kind of ritual did Morgan, who personally took away the blasphemy, secretly perform with the God of Sacrifice?"

"We have no way of knowing, but as long as the great plan is accomplished, none of that matters."

The Mind Flayer's exchange continued, but Vivian was no longer in the mood to continue eavesdropping. She noticed new footsteps, coming from the other side of the passage she was in. Someone else was entering the ceremonial altar and passing her path.

Vivian thought about countermeasures, her head pressed against the wall, and the vampire's aura gradually disappeared, close to nothing.

Zatanos controls a new puppet of his own.

This human being was originally one of the residents of the royal city, but now he has become the walking skin of the mind flayer, a yoke that hinders him. The reason is that Queen Morgan can't stand the ugly appearance of the mind flayers, and requires these visitors from other worlds to maintain their human appearance to see her. This was the first time that Zatanos had accepted such humiliation from a human, but after the psychic temptation triggered her holy words, Zatanos felt that the ruler of this world should still be given enough respect.

The Mind Flayer's vaunted psychic powers are more than capable of resisting Morgan's charms, and her combat prowess is also evident. Morgan dismembered a mind flayer in front of Zatanos. From her joking eyes, Zatanos could understand that the reason why he survived was because Morgan believed that there was no other mind flayer in the team. Qualified to meet her leader.

Shaking away the bad emotions from the human mind, Zathanos turned his attention to his current work.

The experiment on the new body should be stopped. There are not many experimental products left. The blasphemy that Morgan wanted has been basically analyzed. As long as we are ready, great plans can begin.

The old god has been upgraded to a new mastermind. Even if the larvae created from the special individual in Dark City will not be integrated into our cluster network, its connection with the mad god will definitely lead to the rise of a new mind flayer empire.

We will carry out the great plan.

Zatanos noticed the figure in the passage.

The long silver hair scattered, the familiar appearance, and the annoying look of contempt.

Morgan? No, something is wrong.

"Who allowed you to look directly at me, pariah?" The queen's tone was filled with anger.

Zatanos felt something bad, and just when he was about to lower his head, his puppet suffered heavy damage and was knocked away.