Arlus, Mayor’s Residence.
This should have been the mayor’s ho, the administrative center of Arlus, this border city.
However, when Yarad Keset, the supre commander of Libion Duchy, led the national army here, it was temporarily requisitioned and beca the commander’s foothold.
At this mont, Yarad had already returned from the suburban square where Sphinx was docked.
His room was on the highest floor of the mansion, which originally should have been the mayor’s office but unfortunately now also beca his lounge.
"Clang— Clang— Clang— Clang— "
The loud sound of iron boots hitting the floor reverberated in the exquisite corridor, forming a rhythmical echo.
Yarad didn’t greet anyone, walking expressionlessly in his direction.
On the way, he brushed past a servant with a bowed head.
In that instant, sothing was stuffed into Yarad’s hand.
"This is as agreed."
As this sentence sounded as if it was directly transmitted into his ear, the bow-headed servant who brushed past him also left.
"..."
Yarad’s eyes flickered slightly, but he said nothing, only tightly gripping the item in his hand, continuing to walk expressionlessly, all the way back to his lounge.
Originally functioning as the mayor’s office, this place was not only very luxurious but also had nurous protective asures.
Not only was there a small-scale barrier open twenty-four hours non-stop, serving various purposes like soundproofing, defense, and alarms, there were four alchemical androids clad in knight armor around the room, holding weapons, standing unwavering.
These four androids were not ordinary decorations, but four alchemical androids.
Once the barrier in the room gave a warning, or detected unnatural magic power within, they would automatically activate, instantly entering enemy resistance mode.
The strength of the alchemical androids was not weak, comparable to the Gold echelon.
In other words, each of the alchemical androids here possessed combat power equivalent to Lv.6, extrely costly and precious, impossible to be equipped if not for being the mayor’s office.
Of course, the combat power of the four alchemical androids fell into the eyes of Yarad, who was only a step away from the Jewel echelon as a saint, and was re scrap tal, serving no purpose whatsoever.
Thus, Yarad didn’t even glance at the four precious alchemical androids, casually ca to the most luxurious desk in the room, and sat down.
After surveying the surroundings and finding the barrier still open, no anomalies in the room, Yarad finally took out the item stuffed in his hand just now.
It was a scroll smaller than a palm.
Looking at this scroll, Yarad couldn’t help but feel sowhat excited.
"With this, can I ascend to beco a saint?"
Thinking of this, Yarad eagerly opened the small scroll.
What t his eyes was rows of magical runes and a ticulously drawn magical array.
The magical array looked extrely mysterious, yet imnsely dark, giving Yarad a shiver that made it feel like staring at it for too long would absorb him, forcing him instinctively to look away, not daring to gaze directly.
Yarad could only shift his gaze toward those magical runes.
At this glance, Yarad suddenly stood up.
"Abyss Blood Sacrifice Ceremony...?!"
Instantly, Yarad’s expression turned extrely unpleasant.
"It’s actually a Blood Sacrifice Ceremony?"
"How could it be a Blood Sacrifice Ceremony?"
"That bastard... actually wants to host a Blood Sacrifice Ceremony?"
Yarad was both shocked and angry.
The Blood Sacrifice Ceremony was regarded as an absolute taboo by the entire Source World, an untouchable thing.
Anyone who dares to approach the Blood Sacrifice Ceremony, regardless of their identity or background, will be chased crazily by all races in the entire Source World without exception.
Because this Blood Sacrifice Ceremony was transmitted from the Abyss, the favorite yet most detested taboo ritual of the Abyss followers.
The Blood Sacrifice Ceremony, as described by its na, is an extrely bloody and cruel sacrificial ritual.
In the past, not just once, this ceremony which uses human lives as sacrifices to launch, caused catastrophic disasters in Source World, including but not limited to the horrifying event where thousands upon thousands of lives were sacrificed to the Abyss by Abyss followers, thus opening the Abyss’s entrance, leading to an expansive invasion of Source World.
It is precisely because of the ritual’s function in such occurrences, it is considered an absolute taboo by Source World’s various races.
Anyone who touches or even plans to conduct such a forbidden ritual, even if it be the Empire of Humans or the church safeguarding the Holy Sword, will ultimately face the coldest punishnt, absolutely leaving no opportunity for reversal.
Such a forbidden secret ceremony, now, has sohow been delivered into my hands by those damned Abyss followers?
Yarad couldn’t believe it; if others discovered this matter, his fate would be unimaginable.
At that ti, not even to hope for the Libion Duchy to shelter himself; if they didn’t execute him on the spot, it was already considering old ties.
"Damn it!"
Yarad almost couldn’t resist and destroyed the scroll spread out on the desk.
However, Yarad lifted his hand to destroy it, but then paused, hesitating and still not taking action to destroy it.
His face wavered indecisively as he stared at the scroll recorded with the Blood Sacrifice Ceremony, his heart jittery and angry, yet gradually replaced by the desire to ascend as a saint.
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