War Paradise

Chapter 901 The Altar of Fury

I have played games with mythological themes, and naturally I have heard of the name Samael.

——Samael, a fallen angel, became the leader of Devil after falling into The Underworld. It is said that he symbolizes the “anger” among the seven deadly sins. From the perspective of combat effectiveness, it should be the strongest among the “gods” currently on the stage!

It didn’t take long to enter Samael’s territory, and Lin Chi immediately realized that this place was much more “unrestrained” than Mephistopheles’s territory.

“Join Mephistopheles and receive free bread…”

A middle-aged man in ragged clothes was standing under a street lamp on the side of the street, waving a white cloth with a portrait of Mephistopheles, trying to promote the doctrine of own in the Realm of other gods.

Under Lin Chi’s gaze, several men in red walked over quickly, kicked the middle-aged man of the Mephistophet sect to the ground with a big foot, and then gave a meal on the poor man’s body. Kick.

“Who asked you to teach here, bastard?”

“This is Samael’s territory, go back to your slum, lowly Mephistopheles!”

While beating others, the followers of Sameer did not forget to humiliate each other with words. On the originally clean stone brick road, a pool of dark red blood spread.

When the soldiers passing by the street noticed the brawl here and rushed to stop the violence of the Samael believers, the middle-aged man who was beaten by them seemed to be hopeless.

While the guards were maintaining law and order, Lin Chi slipped over from the other side of the street and began to penetrate into Samael’s territory.

Even if there are not many pedestrians on the street at night, just by looking at the blood stains on the street, the number of soldiers patrolling more than Mephistopheles Territory, and the various writings on the walls, Lin Chi can still see the violent tendency of this territory. , Is several levels higher than Mephistopheles’ territory.

“Is it so exciting…”

Due to the large number of guards here, Lin Chi was also more low-key, walking hurriedly along the street, carefully avoiding the soldiers’ patrol route.

He didn’t come to fight, he just wanted to find Samael’s altar here and get some information by the way. If there is a conflict with the guards, it will only increase trouble.

The territory of Sameer seems to be richer than that of Mephistopheles, and the architectural style is also unusually rough. The unusually tall stone buildings are arranged crookedly on the side of the road in a way that can kill the obsessive-compulsive disorder.

“Everyone who rides a horse on the street at midnight should pay attention. We have already prepared a trip to the horse.”

“If there is a problem, solve it directly by force, don’t talk nonsense!”

“What is the use of you guards? Miscellaneous!”

The words written on the walls of Samael’s territory were much more radical than Mephistopheles’ side. It seems that the residents here may have also been affected by the “angry gods” they worship, or they may be trying to imitate Samael’s behavior.

In the center of the small round square at the end of the street, Lin Chi finally found an altar.

A statue of an “angel” holding a sickle stands on a square rock base. Compared to Mephistopheles’ tattered statue, this statue is much more delicate.

Samael was dressed in a dark red robe, and the two pairs of wings behind his back spread out. The feathers on the wings had already fallen off, leaving only the thick bones.

Strangely, the face of this statue was dug out, leaving only broken rocks. The unusually rough head and the richly detailed body created a sharp contrast.

After looking around and confirming that there were no other people here, Lin Chi leaned over to the statue of Samael, hid his body in the shadow of the statue, and asked in a low voice: “Are you there?”

“It’s Mephistopheles’ lackey!”

A loud roar of decibels shook Lin Chi’s eardrums, and the sound was like a bomb erupting from his brain, making the scenery in front of him begin to blur.

“Can you keep your voice down?” Lin Chi pulled out his dagger alertly, guarding the soldiers who were attracted by the sound.

He can be sure that the sound just now radiated directly into the air, not a secret whisper like other altars. If the altar of Samael continues like this, it will definitely attract soldiers patrolling nearby.

“What are you, dare to order Samael?”

Even though his mouth was still hard, the rude roar chose to directly “transmit” with Lin Chi this time, and stopped talking loudly.

Ignoring the sarcasm of this “god”, Lin Chi stated decisively: “I am the cursed person, with the spirit of Mephistopheles. Can I exchange things here?”

“Fool, do you wake me up just for this?” The voice roared: “Mephiste kind of thing can also be called a’god’? It’s just a ghost, I don’t need this kind of garbage here, waiting for you to get it. When you get to the spirit of Azrael, come back to me again!”

After speaking, Lin Chi saw the statue holding the metal sickle in his hands and seemed to move slightly. In order to avoid being beheaded, he wisely chose to leave directly.

Completely different from Mammon, who is very talkative, Samael seems to belong to the kind of grumpy god who disdains to communicate with humans. In addition, the exchange requirements here are also very demanding.

“Azlar… aren’t Samael alone?” Lin Chi squinted his eyes and recalled what the other party had just said.

If he remembers correctly, Yazlar and Samael are actually the same angel, but they have been given different names in the records of different sects.

In this way, Samael and Yazlar in this city may be two separate existences. And between the two, maybe it’s the kind of “love and kill” relationship…

However, this requirement of specifying targets is obviously difficult to accomplish now. It is better to go to other altars to see the situation.

In order to continue gathering intelligence in the dark, Lin Chi left the area of ​​Samael and walked along the street towards the city center.

While avoiding the guards along the road, he did not forget to look for clothing that could cover his skin. The civilians in Samael’s territory are basically covered in fur coats. Although it was thicker than the dress of the Mephistopheles, it was still not enough to cover people’s ears.

“Is there anyone who wears robes and other clothes on the streets?”

As Lin Chi thought, he passed through the shadows on the street. Several drunken Samael believers walked past him, smashing the bottle heavily on the sidewalk, and glass shards splashed around.

“The Mephistopheles of XX are getting more and more over-ridden. They dare to come here to find death.” One of the young men scolded the shielding words in the game, which was partly covered by the noise.

“It’s better than the lunatics of Leviathan.” The other person next to him was eager to persuade him. The blood stains on his clothes still exposed the fact that he had also participated in the assault just now.

“It’s really disappointing, forget it, go to the bar!”

A group of Samel believers who had just completed the murder walked over and disappeared at the end of the street.