Chapter 334 Sacrifice the King's Soul

Byrne took a deep breath.

In fact, he has always believed that the souls of the Fisher family have a destination after death.

Whether it is his father or Irene... their souls will return to the great Lord of the Lost, and will not go to the white quiet land like the souls of ordinary people.

Now Irene has really turned into the messenger of the Lord of the Lost and descended from the sky, wielding the spirit blade to kill the powerful enemy, which completely proves this matter.

His guess is completely correct!

His inner emotions are very complicated, with great joy, touching, and passion. His emotions are so high that they are even difficult to control.

However, he still has to pretend next to Aldridge. Byrne took a deep breath and immediately said that he didn't know what had just happened.

"What happened just now is very strange. I don't know what happened, Mr. Aldridge..."

Aldridge fell into silence and nodded gently.

In fact, almost every big family has its own secrets. He has further confirmed his previous guess... There is definitely a very powerful extraordinary strong man who has been recovering in Nasir City of the Fisher family.

The one who just attacked might be that person. The power of just one blow destroyed the powerful person who was on the throne of the monarch. I am afraid that he really has the power close to Apocalypse!

That is undoubtedly a very terrible power!

But she is definitely not an Apocalypse, Aldridge thought silently, because the law set by the gods, the Apocalypse strongmen cannot come to the east of the continent.

If the Apocalypse strongmen can go to the east, I am afraid that the pattern of the four eastern countries and the ten pillar families would have been broken long ago.

So he continued to think about it, so the Fisher family has a huge backer close to Apocalypse?

At the same time, Chris couldn't look at the sky calmly.

In these years, he often went to the White Bone Canyon, where the improvement of the Silence Road would be very fast. Chris's heart gradually became like a frozen lake, calm and cold.

Like a sharp sword, it seems to be able to penetrate all kinds of obstacles in the world, but without a trace of temperature.

However, today, this person with a cold heart, his inner world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Chris's eyes suddenly burst into an unprecedented light, like the warm sun in winter, instantly melting all the frost!

His face showed unprecedented excitement and enthusiasm, as if a powerful force was burning in his body, making his heart beat wildly!

Great Lord of Lost.

I...

I don't know how to thank you...

Sister, she is not dead...

Her soul is really with you...

I have no regrets in my life.

Chris's hands began to tremble, and he clenched them tightly together, as if he was trying to grab something important.

There was a flame burning in his chest, and his emotions were like surging waves, hitting his heart one after another.

"That was really a miracle belonging to Him just now..."

Darren sat on the ground weakly, leaning against the wall, muttering to himself, and deep in his heart he was still recalling the shock he had just witnessed.

"Will our souls end up like this? No, it should definitely not be called 'end' but destination. It seems that even death is not a terrible thing, it is just another state."

He took a deep breath, wanting to laugh and cry.

However, the whole thing is not over yet.

Darren shook his head, stood up and walked to his father and Aldridge, and immediately asked:

"What should we do next?"

After listening to Byrne and Aldridge, they all frowned. Indeed, the whole thing is not over yet.

Aldridge looked at the metal puppet in his hand that had lost its vitality. There was no point in killing a puppet of "Silver Poetry".

He looked at the increasingly mysterious Byrne Fisher, asked tentatively, and said cautiously: "Will the power just now appear again?"

Byrne certainly knew that Aldridge had some guesses in his mind, and tacitly did not point it out, but said calmly:

"I don't know, but according to my guess, it should not be. Miracles will not appear forever, otherwise they will no longer be miracles."

"I see."

Amos also came forward, thought about it, and asked anxiously: "We just killed the old king of Syat. Should we go to the capital to explain the situation to the new king?"

"Perhaps, the new king has not been completely manipulated..."

"And if it is not explained clearly, the problem may be very important!"

"You make sense, Amos."

Aldridge nodded slightly, and had already thought about what to do next.

"But the Yadley royal family is probably completely controlled by the Silence Word, and the new king is probably also under the control of the Silence Word. We don't know whether the 'Speechless' is dead or alive, but the 'Silver Poetry' is definitely alive."

"If a few of us rashly go to the capital now, once the barrier of the capital is opened, it will definitely be more powerful than the ordinary city barrier, and we will be dead by then."

Byrne also nodded, feeling that he had completely torn his face, and it was not a good choice to fall into the trap.

Aldridge looked into Byrne's eyes and said seriously: "Let's hurry back to our respective family territories, and then hand over the information we have to several churches, the head of the Jones family, and the Fessack family, and then find a way to deal with what will happen next."

The barrier level of the Siat capital is second only to the national barrier that covers the whole country. Even if a strong man at the level of the monarch encounters it, his power will be weakened a lot.

The reason why the Quiet Words and the Yadley royal family did not take action in the capital a few days ago was obviously because there were too many forces present. They did not want to expose their existence and just wanted to hide behind the scenes.

So they decided to come to the port for a fatal ambush when the families evacuated.

"Damn it!"

Amos was very angry and shouted: "The royal family was actually controlled by the heretics! What will Siat become?"

Aldrich patted him on the shoulder and said: "Let's go, we must race against time now and return to the family territory as soon as possible..."

Then he looked at Byrne again, and the two nodded to each other.

"Goodbye."

When Byrne boarded the ship, he turned his head to look in the direction of the capital, and the uneasiness deep in his heart still did not completely subside.

He actually had a strong intuition.

Today's battle will definitely not be the end, but it may just be the beginning of a war.

Siat is about to usher in an unprecedented huge civil war!

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Above the capital of Siat, the sun was like golden filaments, gently falling, coating each building with a layer of golden light, making the whole city sparkle.

A breeze blew gently, bringing the breath of the distant ocean.

Gradually, the wind began to strengthen, and the clouds were blown up, surging like waves.

The clouds in the sky gathered into groups, collided and merged with each other, forming thick clouds, as steep and rugged as mountains, constantly changing shapes and colors, sometimes gray and sometimes black, foreshadowing the coming terrible storm.

At the same time, in the underground of the capital of Siat, without anyone knowing, something very strange and mysterious was happening.

"The Speechless One".

Half of his soul was destroyed, but he was still not completely dead, standing alone in a forgotten temple under the capital of Siat.

The thin and young figure of the "Silent One" looked twisted and mysterious in the flickering candlelight, as if he was an evil spirit crawling out of the dark abyss, but his eyes flashed with a strange light, which was the desire for "peace of mind".

Everyone in the Quiet Language hopes to get "real peace of mind".

And only the singer can give them...peace of mind.

The "Silent One" slowly raised his hands, holding a delicate small black altar in his palms, which was inlaid with strange runes and emitted a faint purple light.

Those faint purple runes were like alive, constantly wriggling on the altar.

As the silent singing sounded around the "Silent One", the temple was shrouded in a strange and depressing atmosphere. The sound was in a dimension that living things could not hear, and every syllable was full of quiet power.

A soul was released by the "Silent One".

It was the soul of the old king of Syat!

After his death, his soul was taken away from the scene by the "Speechless One". In addition to the old King Siat, there were a total of ten souls of powerful monarchs!

They are all sacrifices!

The runes on the black altar glowed, and the light became stronger and stronger, and finally gathered into a huge gray-white beam that rushed straight to the top of the underground space. Under the cover of this gray-white beam, the body of the "Speechless One" was surrounded by a mysterious power.

At this moment, the wind around whistled, and cracks appeared on the walls of the temple. A very strong breath of the dead surged out of the cracks and filled the entire temple.

The "Speechless One" was very calm. He knew that the Quiet Singer had accepted the sacrifice.

He knelt on the ground with a pious face.

The "Speechless One" knew that the time to complete his mission was getting closer and closer. Now he just needed to wait quietly, and the souls sacrificed in the black altar wailed miserably under the swallowing of the altar!