Book of Gods and Demons

A small hall, in the middle is a square metal plate with a side length of 20 feet.

The hall is all around. More than a dozen people are wearing a full set of armor, not showing a trace of flesh, and wearing a large blood cloak behind them, embroidered with a black Nine Headed Snake sword, shield and thorns wreath. The sculpture stands there.

Margaret III strode to the metal plate, and Mata XIII silently followed behind her like a shadow.

Hamden and more than a dozen important ministers cautiously walked onto the metal plate. The expressions of the ministers in military uniforms were normal, while the expressions of the other courtiers in civilian clothes had become difficult to look. .

Margaret III stomped heavily and let out a few strange shouts.

‘Om’!

The low whistle sounded in the small hall, the neat lines on the metal plate lit up, and the thin lines sprayed out erratic light blue fluorescence. The rays of light were two high. Up and down the ruler, from the thin rays of light, there is a large fire Insect like a blurred spot of light spreading out, slowly rotating around Margaret III and the others.

The metal plate wriggled like water waves, and Marguerite III and the others quickly sank into the metal plate.

Next moment, Margaret III and the others came to a fully enclosed hall.

The square hall space is about one mile long, one third mile wide, and more than half a mile high.

On the four walls of the main hall, a hundred feet above the ground, a semicircular platform protrudes from the wall, on which stands a giant statue nearly a thousand feet high.

These statues are either human or animal heads, or animal heads, or human or animal heads, or animal humans, or pure birds and beasts standing up, or something that is completely different from humans terrifying existence.

All the statues are pitch black, showing golden stripes in some places.

On these statues, there is one after another magic array made up of thumb-sized strange patterns. A layer of rich ancient aura gushes out of these magic arrays, making people feel inexplicably just standing In this hall, oneself is rapidly aging and decayed.

Under the semicircular platform on which each statue stands, and on the wall, there is a square gate nearly a hundred feet high.

All the gates are facing away, the whole body is pitch black, and they are made of metal, with the pattern of one after another silver engraved on them, emitting a faint silver light. These silver lights shone from the gate, shining hundreds of feet, illuminating the entire hall.

These silver lights oppose the ancient aura radiated from the statues, making people feel peaceful and refreshing, and greatly weakening the distorted feeling of rapid aging and decay.

“Here, Your Majesty, Queen!” A hoarse, old voice came from a corner of the hall: “The two princes are preparing, and they can start immediately. This time, its a little troublesome, who His appetite is a bit picky.”

His face is overlapped with wrinkles, his bald head is covered with brown spots, he is no more than five feet tall, and his body is wrapped under an overly loose black robe. The rickety old man slowly pestered his cane, step by step walked out of a door in a corner of the hall with difficulty, moved towards Marguerite III and beckoned.

Margaret III walked over with everyone in stride. She came to the bald old man, and looked down at the old mans wrinkled face, frowns, which had been deformed to the extreme. saying: “Your Majesty, Your Majesty…maybe you are thinking about retirement.”

“Your Majesty, I’m used to this place.” He lifts the head and coughs slightly. Sound, softly said with a smile: “I’m used to here…Here, I feel safe. And, maybe…”

Medica glanced at the person behind Margaret III A group of important empire officials laughed strangely.

Margaret III gently shook the head, said solemnly: “Then, you will continue to guard this place. By next year, when your seventh-generation grandson comes to adulthood, I will enshrine a prosperous city. Give it to him.”

Medica bowed hard to Margaret III to give a salute, then turned around, pestered his palm and walked into the open door behind him.

“That man is getting harder and harder to serve… Before, he was given a little chicken, duck blood, pig and sheep blood, and he could fool it. Later, he became shrewd and learned to be a strong man or The blood of the coquettish girl. Later, he asked for the blood of the warrior with extraordinary power. This time it was more fun. He had to taste the holy blood of the churchman!”

“Oh? Then, Did it meet its requirements?” Margaret III asked casually after following Medica.

“His Royal Highness Conrad has been busy all afternoon and tied a few churchman trainees from the Golden Oak Church.” Medica’s tone became a little weird: “The one who picks those churchman doesn’t have enough blood. Pure, no way. His Royal Highness Salian drew a small bucket of blood from the man who was secretly imprisoned by the empire 30 years ago from the secret cell.”

He laughed: “Conrad has always done things like this. The resources already in his hands will not be used, and he ran away from the side branches. Kidnapped those trainee churchman, and will wash the ground afterwards. Isn’t it troublesome?” /p>

Inside the door is a short corridor.

Different from the main hall of black outside, the walls of the corridor are all pale-silver made of metal, with a large number of twisted iron gray lines painted on it. These lines are combined together, and one after another, the huge Hydra Nine Headed Snake can be seen tumbling and plopping.

Some lines are inlaid with small blood-colored gems. Look carefully, these gems are those Nine Headed Snake eyes, which are constantly emitting a chaotic atmosphere, making people unconsciously dizzy. Hypnotism, even blood flowing backwards, the heart has an illusion of explosion at any time.

The strange strength of Chaos flooded the corridor, and after walking through this short corridor, he came to a small hall with a length of nearly a hundred feet, and this strength of Chaos suddenly became a hundred times stronger.

Margaret III and Mata XIII are physically completely motionless, and their expressions have not changed at all.

Behind them, a group of important imperial officials, whether they are in military uniforms or in casual clothes, are all pale. Their bodies are shaking slightly, and the blood vessels under their skin are swelling and squirming, like a line A poisonous snake will get out of their skin.

There are also several weaker civil ministers. Their faces became pale, their skins quickly tightened and stiffened, and snake-scale lines appeared on the surface of their skins.

The air is squirming, the void is distorting, the walls of the pale-silver of the small palace seem to become a boiling swamp, and the iron-gray Nine Headed Snake seems to be coming out of the wall, everyones ears There is a constant sound of’si si’.

“Quiet! In the name of the great Nine Headed Snake King Helingel!” Medica raised his cane in his hand and knocked heavily on the ground.

All abnormalities disappeared.

A group of important empires took a deep breath at the same time, their bodies kept coming out of cold sweat, including Prime Minister Hamden, they all took out their handkerchiefs subconsciously and wiped their foreheads vigorously. The sweat that keeps slipping on.

Margaret III raised his head, coldly said: “The empire is at war with the Highland Kingdom. The restless little wolf will learn a lesson sooner or later, so I directly ordered an increase in troops.”

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“But it also involves the Ice Sea Kingdom, Saint Xia Kingdom, and the Church, etc.”

” Ice Sea Kingdom, we can join hands to beat the restless little She-wolf. Thats right!”

“But the Saint Xia Kingdoms navy is too strong. We must admit that in the sea, we are far from their opponents; and the church, the damn church, is like Smelly dog-shit church, who is willing to step on them if its okay?”

Margaret III sighed: “The documents handed over to me, I dont know how many times you have polished and modified them. The decision I made based on your information is likely to bring the empire into the pit.”

Hamden hurriedly said: “Your Majesty, the veteran will never do this.”

Margaret III said unceremoniously: “Little Hamden, shut up, you will not, but your people will… such things as the Wall Chapter, you should report to me before you act. Ready, but what about the result?”

Hamden closed his mouth.

He lowered his head, his eyes flickering in his sunken eye sockets, and he secretly swore that certain people in the intelligence headquarters would not let them feel better this time.

“I must give me first-hand information on the front line!” Margaret III coldly said: “Only one-hand information is the most true…Dear Sallian and Conrad, you do Are you ready?”

In the small hall of pale-silver, there is an old pine desk from Old Chen.

The black painted pine desk is in tatters and may collapse at any time.

Most of the paint has peeled off, and there is an old mechanical typewriter on the dusty desk.

The courtiers behind Margaret III, a few people accidentally glanced at this typewriter, and they suddenly became cold all over, and then they heard’da da da, da da da , Da da da da da da da’crazy typing.

Immediately afterwards, square characters appeared on their skins, and their skins seemed to have become a huge typing paper, and the invisible typing keys were hitting crazy. With their bodies, they left a string of twisted, evil, and utterly illogical words on them.

“What happens when an apple hits the head? Will people fly to the sky?”

“Steam, steam, great steam, you make so many mothers cry .”

“Sheep, sheep, lovely white wool, sheep are eating people, they are eating people!”

“One, two, three, four, five, go up the hill to fight mice, mice I didnt hit it, hit the little Old Hu…”

Weird words, twisted logic, and unclear words. Several of the recruited officials hissed and screamed, and they appeared under their skin. Large bruises are like being beaten with a heavy hammer.

“Well, honorable Lord’Fanatical Typewriter’, you are full and ready to work. Let go of my subjects, otherwise, I will let you face Heilinger directly The majesty.”

Margaret III roared.

The typewriter that has been silent all the time, suddenly’pa pa pa’ hits automatically.

A line of blood-colored text appeared in the air above the typewriter: “No, I also want to try the taste of the blood of the nobles… Let’s have a bowl of the blood of the duke, I will start working right away!”