Crimson Servant

The direction of the human puppet controlled by Zatanos was not elsewhere, but the ritual altar guarded by other brain-controlled humans. Seeing the leader's figure lying on the ground like a broken toy, the other figures paid no attention to Zathanos. They let go of their pens and papers, and collectively stood around the altar, observing the passage with vigilance, ready to evacuate at any time.

Everything here, the only thing that has protective value to the mind flayer is the black egg sheath. In order to protect the egg sheath from being destroyed, everything can be discarded. As for the humans he controls with his psychic powers, they are nothing more than consumables.

Although the mind flayer has this awareness, the brain-eating monster will not easily allow intruders to interfere with the progress of the master's experiment. These brain-like monsters with claws stretched out tentacles from the cortical folds to threaten, staring closely at the people coming out of the passage.

Vivian walked slowly. She imitated Morgan's demeanor, mentally hypnotizing herself to reproduce the narcissistic mentality that disgusted her. With a smile on her face, but cold eyes, she slowly appeared in front of the humans.

"Do you want me to teach you the rules again?"

Just as Vivian expected, Morgan has gained a certain prestige among the mind flayers. Faced with the queen's charm, the mind flayers feel oppression that is doubled and heavier than that of ordinary people. Judging from the signs that the mind flayers took pains to manipulate human bodies for experiments and occasionally lost control, Vivian knew that pretending to be Morgan was a bold and wise decision.

Just manipulating these unskilled human bodies has greatly limited the mind flayer's psychic abilities. Under such restrictions, taking the risk of testing an existence that has brought humiliation to oneself is a completely thankless gamble.

Zatanos's puppet has not yet been scrapped. While suppressing his pain, he looked at the impulsive and irritable "Morgan". Vivian's exaggerated performance of Morgan was very consistent with the stereotype of the Mind Flayer.

Following Zatanos' suggestion, the "human" quickly bowed his head to "Morgan" and praised and greeted the bad-tempered "Queen".

Zatanos stood up and made up for his apology with humility. He took the initiative to walk up to Vivian and asked her the reason for this visit.

"What other reasons do you think I have for coming here?" Vivian narrowed her eyes and asked Zatanos in a dangerous tone. She used this knowing tone to cover up her intelligence gaps.

Fortunately, even the mind flayers seem to know about Morgan's unreasonableness.

"We still need time, Your Majesty," Zatanos replied.

"Time?" Vivian sneered, "I allow you to enter Cameron's territory and enter this sacred ruins. I have given you patience and tolerance, but now you are repaying me with such words. Do you want to Tell me, did I misjudge the talent of your race?"

This is already a very fatal warning.

Vivian knows what kind of personality Morgan is, she is the opposite of her own personality. The arrogant Morgan will never blame things on her own mistakes, and when she deliberately says so and points out her mistakes, she will not let the Queen's mistakes spread.

A few words brought the situation to a deadlock, because Vivian knew that she had to create conflicts to worsen the situation, so that the mind flayer had no time to distinguish the difference between herself and Morgan. Use anger as a cover to blur the differences between his and Morgan's actions while not giving the mind flayer time to think and react.

Vivian was betting that the clues she got from the old priest and John's inference were both correct.

So, she made another risky attempt.

"What I want is the fourth word of Seclonfas, the god of ritual sacrifices?"

Providing a solid answer would greatly enhance the credibility of Morgan's identity. Vivian had heard a few words about the mind flayer's experiments at the ritual altar. She was sure that the mind flayers had their own agenda, and what Morgan really wanted, it was obvious, was the fall of the Creator.

That was the only reason she hooked up with the Mind Flayer.

Vivian's pressing steps made Zatanos feel angry. He had had enough of this stupid woman's toy. This mind flayer had the urge to immediately order all the brain-eating monsters and puppets to swarm up and tear the queen apart. But in the end, the cold touch of psychic energy calmed him down, Morgan was the only body, she was necessary to the plan.

Zathanos controlled the puppet's chapped lips and used its rough vocal cords to make a hoarse voice.

"Your Majesty, we have used the connection between these stone tablets to learn the holy words of the God of Sacrifice, but that is only a rough and vague concept that still requires a lot of theoretical data and experimental verification. But if you really can't wait, we are also willing Satisfy your curiosity for now.”

Vivian's eyes gradually brightened, and she knew she had made the right bet. Now, she wanted to be the first to get the blasphemous prayer of Secromfas before John and others. This sense of superiority made the female vampire feel happy, and on the surface, Vivian also smiled at Zatanos.

"Very good. Although this is not much progress, it at least shows me that you are still working hard and I am very satisfied. Now, go ahead and tell me the word."

Zatanos did not speak. Behind him, two researchers picked up the black egg sheath from the test table and came to Vivian.

The female vampire immediately discovered something was wrong. She stared at the evil black container. She clearly saw that the crimson power like John's was released from this thing, corrupting the poor orc and human. She wouldn't want to go near this thing if she could help it, but researchers were already surrounding it.

They seemed to feel something.

Zatanos spoke again.

"Your Majesty, please forgive our offense, but the Blasphemy Prayer is an important research result. We must be cautious. Please touch the black egg. Please prove to us that you are indeed the one destined to replace the old gods. The Queen herself.”

Vivian stared at the black egg that was handed over. This time, she clearly heard Zatanos' order.

"Sacrifice, us."

A red halo appeared on the black eggs, and Vivian knew that she had an arrow on the string and had to take action. She prayed in her heart that she would have the same qualities as the inverted Morgan, and stretched out her hand to the surface of the black container.

At the moment of contact, Vivian felt as if her body was completely ignited, and infinite flames seemed to burst from her blood vessels. She seemed to have smelled the smell of burnt flesh and heard the sound of chains sliding.

No, that's not an auditory hallucination.

Her own fangs, her own blood vessels, and the blood of the sorcerer Vertis remained in Vivian's body. The vampire's body, which had long been corrupted by the Crimson Beloved, reacted to the black eggs.

[Vivian Odiz gains the right to host the ceremony. 】

Such a message came from the vampire's consciousness, and Vivian felt that she had control of the ritual. She can control the ritual sacrifice with one thought and drop it on everyone present, or she can give up the choice of sacrifice and let the ceremony be terminated due to the lack of sacrifice.

Vivian canceled the ceremony.

The red light disappeared and the black egg fell into silence.

Zatanos raised his head and saw the silent Vivian, the deep red in her eyes flashed away.

"Your Majesty, the holy words of Seclonfas are..."

"[Profanity]."