In the center of the snow peak, in the area surrounded by thousands of pillars, there was only a piece of scorched earth. The land seemed to have been burned by a fierce fire, scorched black, and stuck into lumps. Apart from this piece of scorched earth, there was nothing else on the snow peak.
Qianye walked to the edge of the peak rock and looked out. Suddenly, he felt that the terrain in some places in front of him was a bit unnatural. He walked over, raised his hand and swept away the snow with force. There were impressive things exposed under the snow.
They are dense white bones. Some parts of those bones can barely make out the outline of a werewolf, while others are just remains of severed limbs. If it weren't for the special background of the Xuefeng Festival, it would be impossible to tell what species they belong to.
Just white bones, the key is quantity. The exposed white bones alone are several meters thick. I don’t know how many corpses are hidden under the snow!
"Qianye, I found the entrance!" Carol shouted from a distance.
Qianye's body flashed and he reached Carol's side. In front of her, a huge stone slab with a radius of several meters had been lifted, revealing a wide and deep passage below.
As soon as he stepped into the passage, the smell of corruption hit his face, and Carol immediately covered her nose. Qianye's body was ignited with blood and fire, burning out all the smell of corruption. The passage was not long, and after a turn, he entered a
In the huge hall.
The hall is tens of meters high and extremely wide. It seems to be carved out of the natural space in the mountain. Every ten meters on the four walls, there is a bone torch inserted. I don't know what kind of fuel is used, and all the jumping is green phosphorus fire.
, dyeing the entire hall a faint green.
As a result, the space outside the phosphorus fire became darker. Even if Carol could see at night, her vision in the phosphorus fire was actually blurry than in the night. Such an environment, and even the stench everywhere, made her
Feeling extremely uncomfortable.
Seeing that her face was pale, Qianye raised his right index finger, and a little light lit up on his fingertip. This light became extremely blazing in an instant, like a newborn sun, instantly filling the cave hall with light and heat.
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Screams came from several corners, and several wolf-like creatures fell out of their hiding places. As soon as their fur came into contact with the light of the morning sun, wisps of green smoke immediately ignited, and the burnt smell quickly dispersed. Only the rolling blackness was seen.
Shadow kept wailing and rolling on the ground in pain.
Qianye temporarily withdrew the force at his fingertips, and the light immediately converged. It could still illuminate the entire hall, but it no longer contained the destructive heat and intensity.
Carol whipped up her thunder whip and rolled the wolf-like creatures in front of her. Upon closer inspection, the two of them discovered that these were actually werewolves, and they all looked very young and had not yet fully developed. There were traces of blood everywhere on them.
It's a scar, the incision is neat, not a battle injury.
Several young werewolves closed their eyes tightly and kept wailing, with blood flowing from their eyes. They were originally dark creatures, and Qianye's force light was extremely blazing. These werewolves didn't know how powerful they were. After looking directly at them, their eyes immediately became blind.
Carol observed for a while and said: "Why do they seem to have lost their minds?"
Qianye was also puzzled. It didn't seem like it was caused by Dawn's Force burn. After a brief inspection of the injuries, he exhaled and said, "They all have missing many organs. It's a miracle that they are still alive now."
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"These are all werewolves. Why did Duke Bones treat them like this? Does he like to kill so much?"
Qianye shook his head and said, "It should be... useful."
"It works!" Carol choked. She suddenly thought of the columns on the platform outside and the unknown energy, and shuddered.
Qianye's gaze swept across the entire hall. In the center of the hall was a stone altar, all purple and black. Upon closer inspection, Qianye realized that the purple and black were actually layers of blood, solidified over time.
In the center of the altar, there is a protruding disk with a circle of Force array engraved on the edge. It is roughly used to stimulate vitality and stimulate body growth. If used on this altar, it will also have the effect of bleeding.
The altar was silent and there was no response at all. Qianye looked around again and saw rows of tall cabinets on the four walls. He walked over, opened the cabinet door and took a look, and his expression changed slightly.
The high cabinets were piled with various organs, some of which were still fresh, while others were beginning to rot. These organs were harvested from an unknown number of werewolves.
Among the high cabinets, there are several experimental benches and workbenches. Although Qianye cannot understand the purpose of those utensils and pipes of various shapes, several of them seem to be produced by the Great Qin Empire, and the nameplates are still on them. From the words
It can be read from the figure that these are equipment for tissue purification.
Seeing this, Qianye understood that this should be the place where the Duke of Bones purified the young werewolf genius blood and transplanted it to himself. Although he didn't know what role the altar played in the whole process, he only looked at the facilities in the underground hall.
And the layout, I'm afraid this secret method is not very clever. The equipment is very old, and only one is a new model of the empire. But that new equipment does not seem to match the other equipment at all.
At this point, we have the answer to the current situation of those young werewolves. Their organs were removed, and they may have suffered other tortures. They lost their minds due to too much pain and were unable to maintain their appearance. They have always been half wolves and half humans.
An atavistic look.
After harvesting the organs but not letting them die immediately, the Duke of Bones seemed to be aware of the reality that his body was about to collapse. Rather than wanting to transfer the blood of these young werewolves, he simply wanted to torture them. This
Perhaps it is the dying old man's natural jealousy and unwillingness towards the young.
Qianye's fingertips ignited the flame of the Force, and several sparks immediately popped out. The sparks formed by the dawn fell on the young werewolves, instantly burning them into torches.
Seeing this, Qianye got to know more about the Duke of Bones, and he also solved the mystery of why the Emerald Sea werewolves quickly changed sides. In the past few hundred years, the Duke of Bones had killed countless werewolf young geniuses, almost leaving the Emerald Sea
The overall talent of werewolves has dropped by two levels.
No matter how primitive the werewolf tribe is, there are still people with insight. They know the root cause of the decline of the Emerald Sea werewolves, and they actually hate the Duke of Bones, but they are suppressed by the huge power gap. As time goes by, this gap
became completely insurmountable.
Due to the overall backward industrial technology of Yonglu, the Emerald Sea without many shallow mines is completely barren, with only a little prey and a small amount of grain production. Therefore, there will be no strong people coming to compete with the Duke of Bones for this territory. Otherwise, it will be a big problem.
A marquis in the Corridor can block the Zheng Kingdom, but several chiefs and priests in the Emerald Sea cannot protect such a large area of land.
Various factors came together to achieve the three hundred years of Duke Bone's rule.
But with no one to control him and reaching the end of his life, the Duke of Bones gradually went crazy. Judging from his behavior, he might drag all the werewolves in the Emerald Sea to death together before he died.
This underground altar has no value other than witnessing the cruelty and madness of the Duke of Bones. Qianye originally planned to burn it all, but then he thought about it and left it as a witness so that the werewolves could clearly know what the Duke of Bones had done.
for.
After walking out of the underground hall, Qianye quickly walked around the snow peak, finding and killing all the ferocious beasts hidden in the wind and snow. Then he jumped into the air and called out to the mercenary generals and werewolf nobles on the battleship.
Come down.
Seeing the scene of countless broken limbs and underground altars, some of the werewolves closed their eyes in pain, and some looked up to the sky and howled. A chief picked up a corpse that had not rotted beyond recognition and cried loudly. That was
His youngest son had just been brought in for a month.
Werewolves have a keen sense of smell. Not only can they finely distinguish smells, but they can also distinguish the blood connections between tribes. As long as the severed limbs/pillars are not too old, you can smell out whether they come from your own tribe.
After the sorrow of the werewolves subsided a little, Qianye took them back to the battle patrol. Qianye issued an order to temporarily seal the underground altar, and then let the tribes come up to collect the bones after everything had settled. The werewolf nobles also
No objection.
In addition, Qianye also has a question. Did the Duke of Bones choose the altar here just occasionally, or is there something special about it?
After leaving Xuefeng, the next destination is the God-given land that we passed through when we came here. This is a large farmland. From a distance, the wheatgrass grows neatly and gratifyingly. But from a closer look, we can see that the fields are actually quite chaotic.
Those Yunmai basically grow naturally, and there are not many traces of artificial maintenance.
The only thing that allows this place to be called farmland is probably because there are very few weeds. As long as werewolves are willing to work, they are good coolies. They can at least maintain high-intensity labor for a whole day. Simple physical work such as weeding is just right.
Werewolf.
Seeing this field of clouds and wheat, Qianye had a new idea. Although there were so many werewolves, although everyone could not fight, most of them were qualified laborers, especially in pure physical work, they were much stronger than ordinary humans.
From this point of view, the resources within the Emerald Sea are sufficient for the werewolves alone.
Qianye squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil and looked at it. The soil was soft and fertile, and it felt greasy in his hands. No wonder the wheatgrass grew so well. But the werewolves didn't know how to cultivate fallow fields, nor did they know how to fertilize.
It is truly incredible that the land has remained fertile for so many years.
Qianye put his hands on the ground and felt it carefully. He slowly felt that deep in the earth, there was a faint force flowing slowly. This force was full of vitality and seeped into the surrounding soil. Its...
The scale is very huge, like an underground river of force flowing underneath the entire God-given land.
It seems that this is the reason for the formation of the God-given Land. Qianye changed several locations and also sensed the existence of the Force Dark River, and through multi-point positioning, he roughly judged the direction of the Force Dark River.
Qianye stood up, looked at the earth from a distance, described the underground river in his mind, and found that its direction showed a huge and regular arc shape, and the center of the circle pointed to the altar of the Duke of Bones.
He walked along the entire God-given land to explore the flow direction of the underground river. The undercurrent did not match the natural terrain, part of it submerged into the Emerald Sea, and the other part extended to the mountains. Only the plains between the mountains and the Emerald Sea could
Reflecting the characteristics of a God-given land.
Qianye's heart moved, and he boarded the battle patrol and ordered the captain to fly according to the route he drew, observing the changes in the terrain below along the way.