A sound came from the front.

Standing there, among the Red Lotus Cong members in front of him, the captain in charge raised his head and looked forward.

There, an old man with a thin figure and thin body, wearing a Honglianhui robe, but not wearing a mask on his face, standing there, looking at the people in front of him.

Obviously, the sound just now was what it made.

“It’s pretty good at the moment.”

The captain in charge spoke and reported truthfully: "The princess of the Orell family looks pretty good and is still lying in the corner."

"Do you want to send it to this sacrifice?"

He spoke so seriously.

“No need.”

In front, the old man shook his head and then spoke, "Such a precious sacrifice must be used at critical moments."

"In three days, there will be a huge sacrifice. At that time, she will be sent to the altar together and become one of the sacrifices to awaken my king."

"yes."

Listening to the old man in front of him, everyone in front of him nodded, looking very respectful.

When the simple chat ends, these people leave and walk towards the place they should go.

Chen Heng followed them all the way and watched the sacrifice they had performed.

The miserable shouts were endless.

A large number of torture instruments appeared around and were placed there.

A large number of slaves worked in this place and worked hard to carry out various complicated tasks.

And those from the Red Lotus Society exist as supervisors, and the slaves of the surveillance work here, making it impossible for them to stop.

Of course, people will feel dissatisfied under heavy work and oppression.

But it's useless.

Compared with the power of the Red Lotus Society, the power of these slaves is too insignificant.

No matter how many people come, it is impossible to resist oppression.

Occasionally, there were slaves who died of exhaustion or were killed by violation of regulations. The people around him seemed very indifferent, and he looked like he was not interested in it, and he was obviously numb.

Some special people will come and send the dead slaves to another place.

It was a fire burning area, which was always emitting a unique smell of decay, as well as rotten meat, and traces of some inexplicable monsters.

In this place, Chen Heng felt deep resentment and a large number of traces of mental impurities left behind.

Obviously, many innocent people have died in this place.

A large number of people leave their spiritual marks and slowly accumulate them to form the place in front of them.

If this area was not very strange, not only was there a magic circle of the Red Lotus Society, but also an inexplicable monster lurking in the flames, it would probably be enough to nourish the spirits in this place.

Chen Heng watched these Red Lotus Association members move here and roughly figured out their daily life.

From Chen Heng's perspective, these Red Lotus Association members have been busy all the time.

They collected slaves from various places and built magic circles here, as if they wanted to use magic circles to gather strength to achieve some goal.

And those geniuses collected by them are the most core sacrifices.

Chen Heng watched their sacrifice once.

It was a scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Large pieces of blood spread, dyeing the ground red.

The miserable shouts were heard endlessly and resounded around.

However, no one was moved by this, even Chen Heng was just the same.

After experiencing so many things, Chen Heng has long been used to this kind of thing.

Looking at it again now, there was no movement in my heart.

However, what happened during the sacrifice surprised Chen Heng.

When the sacrifices required for the sacrifice were offered, the young girls who were sacrifices died quickly, but their bodies quickly decayed, as if many years had passed in an instant.

As Chen Heng looked at them, their flesh and blood quickly shriveled, turning into dust and falling off, leaving only pale white bones.

After a while, cracks appeared on the bones.

In the end, the bones broke into piles of powder and piled up on the ground.

Standing there, Chen Heng stopped and looked.

Around the altar, there were dense bone meal everywhere, which had accumulated into a very high hill.

What this represents are countless geniuses who die here.

When the sacrifice ends, several red lotus sacrifices quickly come forward.

As Chen Heng looked at them, they tore off their robe and revealed their bodies.

On the bodies of these Red Lotus congregations, there are mysterious and complex rune marks, condensed into a piece, like a sashimi, and it looks very strange.

But when they walked forward, the tattoos began to shine.

It was like being stimulated by some force, when they walked towards the altar, the light from the altar was radiating and spreading on them.

Under the cover of the scarlet light, their bodies changed rapidly.

"The breath has been enhanced?"

Standing there and feeling the changes of the Red Lotus Congregation ahead, Chen Heng frowned and spoke in confusion.

In his senses, the aura of the red lotus priests in front of him was rapidly increasing.

Originally, the power of these red lotus sacrifices was very ordinary, and they were just a few professionals equivalent to formal warriors, which was not worth mentioning to Chen Heng.

But after experiencing this sacrifice, under the strengthening of the power, their bodies quickly increased, and suddenly they strengthened a lot.

Among them, the better ones even reached the second level directly.

This increase in strength surprised Chen Heng a little.

After a moment, the changes in these priests disappeared.

They quietly retreated aside and changed into new robes.

Then a few more people stepped forward and walked to the altar.

However, this time, it seems that because most of the power has been consumed, the strength growth of this group of people is no longer that terrifying. Although there is still a growth rate, it is already very small.

"It's a pity that the quality of the offerings this time is still a bit poor, and they can only reach this level..."

On the side, the old man who had spoken before looked at the situation in front of him, couldn't help but sigh and said.

"Elder, it doesn't matter."

On the side, a red lotus priest respectfully spoke: "In three days, you can send the Princess Oriel to the altar..."

"The power my king has fed back then must be enough to allow you to break through your limits and reach a stronger level."

"I hope so."

Hearing that he said, the old man who was the elder finally barely showed a smile on his face and said so at this moment.

After a while, after all the sacrifices were consumed, the red lotus priests in front of them left this place and headed far away.

Chen Heng pondered for a moment, then took a step and followed directly.

The target he followed was not someone else, but the old man known as the elder.

After the sacrifice was completed, the elder did not continue to stay here, but turned around and left and headed towards the manor in the distance.

It seems that this elder's residence is here.

The elder who followed the follower walked into it, and the decorations around him suddenly became different.

At first glance, there is a very obvious gap between the place in front of you and the surrounding area.

At least in some details, it is more gorgeous here, and there are also a lot of servants inside.

At first glance, this place does not look like the residence of a cultist, but rather the residence of a nobleman.

But unlike normal aristocratic residences, the servants here all look a little weird and their faces are a little numb.

Only when you look at the old man will a hint of fear and respect appear on your face.

Chen Heng followed the old man and walked forward silently.

The old man obviously didn't know this.

After returning to his residence, he walked into his room as usual.

Chen Heng is the same.
To be continued...