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Chapter 570

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In the boundless desert, several flat-roofed pyramids surrounded by large patches of green vegetation stood majestically. The scene of vitality was like a completely different world compared to the outside world.

Against the harsh environment of Miter, the scene here was even more charming than mountains of gold and silver.

However.

The masters of this place were not in the mood to care about these unimportant things.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Huge black cliff eagles with a wingspan of more than three meters broke through the air from the depths of the desert. After circling around the oasis, they all fell towards the largest pyramid here.

Even under the dim sunlight, this huge pyramid with four sides, nine floors, and three hundred and sixty-five steps shone with golden light as if it was made of gold.

Especially at the top of the pyramid, above the six-meter-tall rectangular temple entrance, there was a huge pure gold eagle with eyes inlaid with turquoise spreading its wings. It was noble, majestic, and made people not dare to look directly at it.

Caw caw caw …

Then, these huge black cliff eagles landed on the stone steps from the first to the ninth floor of the pyramid according to some established rules. After shaking their feathers slightly, they turned into native shamans with black feathered crowns, long robes, and sacrificial drums at their waists.

And those who had the right to enter the temple at the top of the pyramid were only the four most noble great shamans.

Without a doubt, this group of Atreans belonged to the powerful shaman group under the command of "Death God" Wu Hao.

However, at this moment.

Whether it was the normal shaman sorcerers or the great shamans who were equivalent to the rank three transcendents, their faces had completely lost their arrogance as the masters of this place. All that was left was a thick sense of fear.

It was as if the sky was about to collapse.

Indeed, to them, although the real sky hadn't collapsed, their sky had already collapsed.

Because their strongest backer, the main god that they worshipped for generations, "Death God" Wu Hao, had suddenly fallen into silence.

Including the rank two and three shamans, none of them could communicate with this god, listen to his holy voice, and use his power to cast powerful spells that exceeded their own level.

This was something that had never happened before in history.

"The main god's situation is unknown. 'Miter' has been completely sealed off from the outside world.

We must summon all the shamans stationed in the Forgotten Desert to the Pyramid of Castillo and hold a prayer ceremony to confirm the Lord God's current condition! "

"Seconded. If those reptilian monsters in the oasis find out about this, it might cause a disaster. Although we are all managers of [Underworld], those self-proclaimed orthodox guys have never taken us seriously. "

"Agreed. With the established rules of [Underworld], it shouldn't be a problem for the Shamans to leave their posts for a short period of time."

"I agree. Right now, there's nothing more important than the Chief God's safety!"

After the four Great Shamans in the temple made their decision, the order was immediately passed down.

Subsequently.

Black Cliff Eagles continued to arrive in the sky. At the same time, messengers transformed back into Cliff Eagles and left to gather more of their companions in this space.

However, a figure flapping its wings in the air had just left the sight of the Pyramid of Castillo.

A [Black Cavity] suddenly opened in front of him.

Bang!

Crack!

Even with the powerful physical attributes of a superhuman, the sudden crash still broke his right wing bone.

"Ah!"

The pitch-black Cliff Eagle whined in pain as he returned to his human form. He turned into a young shaman wearing a black feather crown.

Just as he was about to stand up from the pitch-black ground while holding his broken right arm, two chilling two-handed heavy swords were placed on his neck.

The shaman's body stiffened, and he raised his head to see a tall Nimanster walking towards him.

After a snap of his fingers, he lost control of his body. He opened his mouth and gulped down a bottle of potion. The focus in his eyes gradually faded.

He ordered the two heavily armored guards to let go of this guy and let him sit on the ground in a daze.

From the moment he first discovered the oasis to the moment he locked onto this target, Elvin didn't expect these clergymen to betray their faith. The fanatical priests of the Eternal Fire had left a deep impression on him.

Furthermore, he didn't choose to interrogate him in the desert. Instead, he directly dragged him into the crevice of the Shadow Realm. With insufficient information at the moment, it was better to be cautious.

Staring at his dim eyes, Elvin asked in a calm tone as if he was chatting.

"While the potion is slowly taking effect, let's start with the simplest question.

Who are you? What are you going to do? What's the situation in the so-called Mitte? "

"We are the shamans of the main god. Due to the sudden silence of the main god, I was ordered to gather people at the stations all over the Forgotten Desert for a meeting … "

The young shaman stared blankly as he spoke.

It was only then that Elvin realized that the official language used by the shamans under Wu Hao was the declining language of the Kuma Empire.

He had forgotten that during the era when the Kuma Empire ruled the New World, other than the main god Kukulkan, Death God Wu Hao was also one of the most important gods of this civilization.

It had only been three hundred years since the fall of the Kuma Empire. It was obviously not easy to change the habits of the gods. It wasn't just the language. In fact, the unique pyramid style was also created by the Kuma Empire.

Then, the two of them asked and answered.

Other than the obvious questions, Elvin also had a general understanding of the details of this space.

Mitte was indeed not the core of the School of Necromancy's research, the Underworld. However, it could also be understood as a place like a transit station. The operating rules were similar to what he had guessed before.

After all, death was one of the core rules at the bottom of the world. The real Underworld was the foundation of life and death. It was far from being controlled by a native totem god.

However, there was another fact that was more shocking than his guess.

According to the mystical knowledge that the young shaman had grasped, the clean and transparent Nether River that was like air actually ran through the territory of every Death (who had the authority of death) in this world.

The right side of the river bank was a transit station managed by the Death. It was actually the border between life and death. It could accommodate both souls and the living. However, the left side of the river bank was the only Underworld in the entire world in the true sense of the word!

Although Death God Wu Hao wasn't even at the level of a demigod, he was given the corresponding authority by the Itchana Continent and became the highest manager of this natural space.

After asking a few questions.

Elvin used his "Data Analyzing Vision" to confirm that this fellow, who was at most an official shaman, was completely under the control of the potion. He then asked the most important question that he was most concerned about.

"Do you know that humans have just come to Mitte?"

At this moment, even the slightest struggle on the young shaman's face had completely disappeared. He answered mechanically, "I know.

Before the Underworld Cave opened, we had already received the order in advance. However, right after that, all the shamans suddenly lost contact with the main god. Therefore, no one has the energy to care about the two corpses now. "

Elvin didn't bother about the harsh words that came out of his mouth. Although the time when Wu Hao gave his shaman the order was before the javelin was thrown. No one doubted that a human could still enter Mitte alive after being struck by a god.

"Then, do you know why they didn't come together when they entered here at the same time?"

Although he didn't understand why the Nimanstean in front of him would ask such a strange question, under the control of the potion, he still answered Elvin honestly.

"Probably … they were intercepted by the Draconians who have higher management authority in the Underworld. This kind of thing often happened in the past. Resources, offerings, personnel … etc. The main god and them agreed on a ratio of about 3: 7. "

At this point, the young shaman's eyes revealed a trace of indignation very naturally.

After hearing his words, Elvin dug his ears. He felt that his hearing had gone wrong because he had been in an absolutely silent environment for a long time.

He widened his eyes and asked in disbelief, "Say it again.

"Say it again. What else is there in Mites? Are you talking about Draconians with dragon bloodlines, scales, and claws? Managers? "

"Yes, the ancestors of the Draconians guarded the three springs at the source of the 'Nether River'.

They also had part of the management authority of the 'Underworld' and were able to occupy the largest oasis in the 'Forgotten Desert' that was born from the 'Nether River'. In fact, they are the natives of the small 'Mitte' world. "

.....

At the same time.

Near the upper reaches of the 'Nether River' in Mitte, a huge green kingdom that covered an area of five thousand square kilometers suddenly rose up in the white barren desert.

The green trees were shady and fruits were everywhere. There was even a pearl-like light blue lake in the middle of the oasis.

At a corner of the oasis.

A group of humanoid creatures with an average height of more than two meters and densely covered in scales gathered in a circle. They watched as their heavily injured companion, who had been trampled by a runaway dragon, stood up unscathed under the illumination of a white light.

"Roar!"

"Awesome, Dorok is fine."

“.....”

However, after the crowd dispersed, a tall woman with bluish-green scales on her cheeks and wearing leather armor walked up to Angie, who had been tied up again. She spoke to her with a tone of "pity" in Spirit Text.

"Although you saved our companion, you have been engraved on the sacrificial slate this time. Even as the deputy leader of the oasis, I can't do anything about it."

However.

As she spoke, she revealed her true face. She stretched out her long purple tongue and gently licked the girl's jade-like cheeks. She had an intoxicated expression on her face.

"Your breath is as clean as the water of the Nether River that can wash everything. God, God will definitely like you very much. After sacrificing you, God will definitely give us more blessings, more valuable than making you a doctor!

It's so delicious, I really want to eat you without caring about anything! "

A trace of disgust appeared on Angel's face.

When she was young, being kidnapped by the 'Blood Hand' traffickers was probably the biggest crisis she had ever encountered. After that, although she embarked on the path of a wizard, she spent most of her time studying and researching. Even when she went on adventures, she had a teacher to look after her.

Even when facing the attack of the High Deity, Angel, who was hiding under Elvin's wings, didn't feel afraid. But at this time, she felt a strong sense of danger. If she couldn't escape, the consequences would definitely be a thousand times worse than death!

Under the guidance of Elvin, Angel certainly didn't have an inexplicable Virgin Mary's heart. However, in the face of an irresistible force, taking the initiative to help the other party treat the patient to show her value had been declared ineffective.

"Don't worry, although it's a pleasant surprise that you came here, your value is very valuable. During this period of time, I will personally watch over you and never let you have a chance to run away. Hahaha … "

She stubbornly glared back at the other party.

Although the "Magic Pocket" had been taken away by the other party, Angel, who would never sit still and wait for death, had already begun to think hard about where her next escape route was.

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