Chapter 801: Sacrifice
"When you say sacrifice, do you mean using them as sacrifices?" Bai Mo cast his eyes on the naked fleshmen hanging upside down in the flesh and blood slaughterhouse.
They were being transported to the centralized slaughtering area one by one. A huge tentacle covered the mouths of these poor people, so that they could only make weak whining sounds.
"Of course not. Those prisoners are actually sacrifices to bring you here."
"The entire area here is actually inside the body of the altar beast that I created. The passage for all of you to come here is maintained with the help of the altar beast's sacrifices."
"Every hour of the hourglass, in order to maintain the existence of these passages, a hundred captive blood sacrifices need to be thrown in."
"But don't worry, I have prepared more than 10,000 prisoners and your companions. They will arrive in enough time."
Isis explained everything around her nonchalantly.
"..."
After listening to her explanation, Bai Mo finally understood why these mental powers with strong hatred would attack him like crazy.
It turns out that they are the real cause of death of these sacrifices.
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"Chen'er's life card is broken!" At this time, somewhere in the Daochen Realm, in a fairy palace shrouded in mist, a crying woman was screaming wildly and shrilly.
The terrifying sound wave was like a physical blade, cutting everything around her into pieces. The servants on the side were all frightened, fearing that a knife would suddenly hit their heads, but they dared not to avoid it, which made them feel uncomfortable for a while.
"Qiong Xiao, calm down." After crying for a while, an old man with white hair and beard appeared in front of the door. Although his face was also full of anger, he still tried to persuade him calmly.
"How can I be calm! That is my only son in two thousand years!!!" The young woman did not listen to the white-haired old man's words at all, and was still immersed in grief and couldn't help herself.
"No matter who the murderer is, I want him to extract his soul and refine it, and put it on the lotus lamp as lamp oil. He will never be reincarnated!" The young woman who looked like a mad tiger looked at a certain direction in the sky with blood-red eyes. , seems to have guessed the identity of the murderer.
"Calm down first."
This time the white-haired old man didn't say anything more, and directly slapped the young woman with a palm. However, the power of this palm seemed to be slightly greater, and the entire fairy palace was razed to the ground by him.
Except for the young woman in palace clothes, all the servants were submerged in the ruins, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.
But the white-haired old man didn't even look at her. He just held the young woman who had been knocked unconscious by him in one hand and left with a sigh.
He is the father of the young woman, and he also knows that the murderer of his grandson must be a member of the demonic insect from outside the world.
Those extraterrestrial demonic insects launched a wave of offensive as if they were desperate for their lives a few days ago, killing and capturing a large number of monks at the cost of several times the casualties.
The grandson of the white-haired old man lost contact during that battle.
At the same time, there were also many direct descendants of high-ranking monks who lost contact.
As if they have a purpose, the insects are all focused on these second-generation, third-generation, and N-generation cultivators with the deepest heel, and they will capture them on the battlefield regardless of cost or sacrifice.
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Since the first insect was found here, the war between the Daochen Realm and the demonic insects from outside the world has been going on for thousands of years, and the blood feud accumulated between the two sides is countless.
After so many years of dealing with each other, Daochen Realm cultivators know clearly that the most important purpose of bugs invading this world is Ziqing Lingji.
Originally, this was just a tentative invasion by a small group of bugs, which was easily defeated by several local sects in Daochen Realm. However, when the bugs decided to retreat, they unexpectedly discovered the existence of Ziqing Spirit Machine.
After learning about these divine objects, the leader of the demonic insects from outside the world was like discovering a rare treasure. He devoted all the available power around him to snatching the purple and blue spiritual machine from the Daochen Realm.
The existence of Ziqing Lingji is the foundation for the existence of many immortals in Daochen Immortal World. Every once in a while, they need to take the Ziqing medicine refined from Ziqing Lingji to suppress the Dao poison in the body, that is, Dao Hua Power.
Once the purple and green medicine cannot be ingested for too long, the poison will enter the brain, and then the dust will return to dust and the dust will return to the earth, completely dissolving into the world.
Not only that, the purple and green elixir is one of the very few elixirs that can improve the cultivation of immortals with almost no side effects. Therefore, the purple and green elixir is an absolute hard currency in Daochen Immortal World.
Every year, there are hundreds of millions of soul-seeking envoys who work tirelessly to travel through countless lower realms in the Daochen Immortal Realm, just to provide more purple and green spiritual ideas to the people of the Immortal Realm.
Because the emergence of this thing is completely metaphysics, there is no rule to follow, and you can only rely on human power to find the needle in the haystack.
As for the Zerg who came to snatch the Zi Qing Spirit Machine, they were enemies they could never compromise with, blockers.
On the other side, the mother of all insects, who was troubled by the power of Taoism and had to rely on self-destruction to maintain her core consciousness, was frantically looking for Ziqing's inspiration like a person on the verge of drowning seeing a life-saving straw.
So this battle that lasted for thousands of years continued.
Relying on the Ziqing Spirit Machine produced in Daochen Realm, Isis also successfully fought against the power of Daohua for two thousand years, but the only price was that she had already spent two thousand years in this endless war. .
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"It smells like a curse, but it doesn't have the power of a curse." He grabbed a trace of the free power of hatred and analyzed it under his spiritual mind for a while, then figured out the deeper meaning of Isis's actions.
Bai Mo and his group were hired as guest mercenaries. Without the suppression of strong terms, it was not impossible for the mercenaries to turn against the enemy.
Especially in Daochen Realm, the enemies they have to face are "people" who look very similar to their own race. On the contrary, no one in the Zerg camp they are in looks like a human being.
Although appearance cannot overshadow interests, one side is a "human" and the other side is a real "monster". As long as the aesthetics are not too distorted, there will be bias.
So Isis wants to "stuff" them with a certificate of voting.
Treat these N-generation captives, who are descendants of many big bosses in the Daochen world, as sacrifices to maintain the altar beast passage. In this way, people coming from the other end of the passage will naturally be marked by the power of these resentments, so that They also have some "blood" on their hands.
Unfortunately, she met Bai Mo who arrived early.
The power of these resentments would have been further processed by Isis into colorless, odorless and harmless things, which would invisibly contaminate others.
And she didn't expect that Bai Mo was not a low-level fairy, but a person of the same level who could see through her own methods.
"Ziqing's inspiration, Ziqing's great medicine."
Bai Mo gently played with the treasure medicine in his hand a few times, then put it in his pocket.
"If you are willing to take action and stop the existence of the same level in Daochen Immortal Realm, I can reward you with twelve purple and green medicines every ten years."