Embarrassment of Golden Dragon Tails

It has been one month and seven days since Hill lost his position as high priest.

More than a month ago, due to Hill's negligence, Dika quietly contacted some high-ranking priests and persuaded them: Today's high priest is obsessed with the research of other magic and spells, even including the unique magic of the Goddess of Life. At the same time, he Also tried to bow down to Tut, insulting the authority of the Lord of Shadows.Obviously, what he did offended the great Lord of Shadows, and Sirenes was no longer favored by the Lord of Shadows.

Now, the Lord of Shadows has sent down an oracle, asking his loyal followers to clear up that treacherous traitor.

A lot of words and forged oracles, although not very clever, Dika and his allies still impressed some high priests.Before the former high priest was inspired by the Lord of Shadows, he bypassed many high-ranking priests who were about to move, and designated the youngest high-ranking priest, Sirenes, as his successor, which made most of the high-ranking priests very dissatisfied.After Hill took over, he was not keen on controlling power. Instead, he hoped that the temple would break the original shackles, put on a relatively gentle cloak, maintain the good relationship with Tutan, and attract more believers.

The glorious era has passed, and in an era of relative peace, if only relying on shock and awe, then the shadow of death and curse can only stick to one corner, doomed to shrink and wither.

Due to an ordinary conspiracy, the highest authority of the Temple of Dakwa, the High Priest of the Lord of Shadows, Sirenes lost his power and freedom.Before an important sacrifice began, a high-ranking priest accused Sirenes that he had long been despised by the Lord of Shadows, and now, he was just an usurped traitor.According to the iron law of the temple, only by smearing the entire altar with the blood of the traitor can his sins be washed away.

What happened after that?Hill couldn't remember.All he knew was that Dika had framed him and used an unprecedented method to temporarily deprive him of all his powers.

Therefore, he was judged by the group of priests as a traitor and a sinner, and he was sent to a prison that was buried deep in the ground of the temple and was specially used to hold traitors.The heavy magic shackles firmly bound his hands and feet, and endless torture destroyed his spirit.

After fainting from hunger for the first time, Hill saw that poison for the first time, which was specially used to deal with him.

Despite the torment, Hill never handed over what Decka wanted.Until Dika's patience ran out and he was decided to be executed.

When hope was about to be lost, Berger came unexpectedly.

Berger.Hill recited the name silently.For a few days, he fought back the headache and recalled his memory.Among the 28 high-level priests, Berger had no sense of existence. Hill vaguely remembered that he had very little friendship with the former high priest, and even if he tried his best to recall, Hill couldn't remember when he had given him favors.

Hill shook his head.Forget it, that's not important.Compared with the past, it is very important now.

Today is the seventh day of February, and Dika intends to publicly execute Berger today.He will use a not-so-sharp knife to cut off the flesh of Berger's body piece by piece, and offer his blood together with the Lord of Shadows as punishment.

Starting from the time of Emperor Andrew the Great, the priests of Erji gradually restrained the bloody tradition of human sacrifice, and turned to other alternatives.They lost most of their once glorious secular power and retreated to a corner.For a long time, as the supreme spokesperson of the Lord of Shadows in the secular world, the Temple of Dakwa and Tutan reached a tacit agreement: the priests abide by the laws passed by Tut and will not harass the civilians, and Tutan recognizes the authority of the Temple of the Lord of Shadows, and will never Will interfere with the internal affairs of the temple - such as executing a rebellious priest.Sometimes, in exchange for benefits, Tutan would hand over the disposal of some death row prisoners to the Dakwa Temple.

Obviously, the prisoner under his nose fled openly, which deeply angered Dika.Therefore, he chose to execute Berger publicly, firstly, so that all the priests could see clearly the fate of the traitor, and secondly, he probably wanted to use this to draw Hill out.It has been seven days since Hill escaped, and Dika sent out guards to search around, but found nothing.The effects of the poison didn't wear off that quickly, and Hill couldn't get far.Dika thought he understood Hill. The young high priest had always had a clear grievance, and he might want to take a last look at this "savior".

sunny.It's just spring and the weather is still cold.

Hill was hiding under the not-so-thick foliage of a pine tree, wrapped in a large, worn gray robe, the shadow of his hood covering his ashen-painted face.He used magic to hide himself, making his eyesight as sharp as an eagle's, observing the square in the distance through the sparse branches and leaves.

The defense is very loose, there are no guards, except for a few high-ranking priests, most of the people on the square are watching the excitement.

The entire plaza looked defenseless, but Hill knew it was just an appearance.Among these seemingly harmless onlookers, there must be more than ten high-ranking priests hidden, and within a few miles around, there must be guards controlled by Dika lurking.If you dare to get close, you will definitely be discovered, and then...

Hill snorted coldly in his heart, and Dikacun's thoughts were clear at a glance, trapping himself, and then threatening Berger's life to force himself to hand over everything he wanted.After that... cut the weeds and root them out.

With the help of the potion that Berger secretly poured into him, Hill has recovered most of his strength.As Dika expected, he came back and came back to see Berger off.But he will never get close to the square, he will only hide himself with the help of magic from a few miles away, and spy on everything that happens in the square.

Affected by the long imprisonment, Hill always felt that his memory was very chaotic, and many things needed to be recalled slowly. At the same time, he felt familiar with some things that were happening.

Like this moment.Berger has not yet appeared, but Hill's mind has flashed the bloody appearance before his death.Strong hatred surged up, and there was a sharp pain in his head. Hill rubbed his forehead, suppressed the strong hatred in his heart, and waited quietly.

Soon, Berger appeared.After just seven days, Hill had barely recognized him.With his head bowed and his back bent, Berger was placed on the altar by four guards and bound to a special rack.The distance was too far away, and Hill could only see the dense scars and congealed blood on the old man's body.

Berger, whatever your motives, I will always remember you.You saved me, and I have nothing in return.Even, I can only watch you die.

Time passed, the crowd began to stir, and the execution had not yet begun.Hill clearly saw priests disguised as onlookers bypassing the altar and whispering to Dika from time to time.

When the sun disappeared on the horizon, Dika finally stepped onto the altar.Wearing the high priest's attire of Hill, holding a pitch-black dagger in his hand, he washed the seven-tiered altar under his feet with the blood of the traitor at the beginning of darkness.

The moment the dagger pierced Berger's body, he suddenly raised his head, his eyebrows and eyes twitched, and his mouth opened wide.Although no sound could be heard, Berger's screams still echoed in Hill's ears, shrill, desperate, and full of pain.

Hill clenched his fists.

He couldn't save him, there was nothing he could do.

Dika's dagger sliced ​​off a piece of meat neatly, and put it into a dark plate. Blood trickled down and pooled on the dark altar.

One piece after another, the bottom of the plate was quickly filled, and the blood spread under Beagle's feet, forming one winding stream after another.

Hill watched all this calmly, as if he was just watching a strange ceremony.However, the blood that flowed between the fingers revealed the true mood.Hate is like thousands of worms, drilled out from the bottom of his heart, filled his chest, gnawed at his internal organs, sucked his bone marrow; along his blood vessels, drilled into his muscles, gnawed at his skin, Hollowed out his whole body from the inside out, leaving only a skin filled with hatred.

Accompanied by it is despair.Deep and thick, like the darkness around him and the blood in front of his eyes, it buried him.

The plate was filled quickly, and Berger was still alive.Dika skillfully cut open Berger's belly, took out his intestines, and threw it to the vultures guarding the side; took out his internal organs, and put them in another tray; finally, gouged out his heart, and threw it to the shadow Lord presents.

Blood stained the entire altar red.

Hatred and despair overwhelmed Hill.

His blue eyes were clouded with black mist.Hill heard the voice in his heart: I can't save him.I owe him life that I will never be able to repay.

I am nothing without the power and power of the High Priest.You can only gnaw on moldy and poisonous bread, rot in the dark, pray for the kindness of the enemy, or be "saved" by others.

The Lord of Shadows abandoned me when I needed it most.

I hate it all.I hated Decca, hated his lackeys, hated all the bystanders who acquiesced to this happening.

I want to tear them apart, stain the temple with their blood, gut them, and feed them to the vultures.

No, until then, let them all kneel at my feet and enjoy their fear and despair.

I will take back my power, my glory.

Footsteps approached, and the guards spotted him.

Sabel's blood has not yet solidified, and Hill has been tied to the altar.

Dika's dagger parted his neckline and pressed against his chest.The cold dagger pierced Hill's heart, and he looked at the high priest wearing his own clothes indifferently, showing a sneer.

The sneer gradually turned into wild laughter, echoing in the silent darkness.

The surroundings twisted, and everything in front of him gradually blurred. In the silent underground temple, Hill opened his eyes.

His once blue eyes were black.Hill stared at the sacrificial egg in his right palm, showing a cold smile.

I will take back my power, my glory.But this time, I will hold it firmly, life and death in my hands, and I will take it and take it away.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The heavy knock on the door interrupted Hill's thoughts.

Until then, address these obstacles.

Hill stood up, stepped down from the seven-story altar, and walked towards the closed door.