N-A-A Chapter 128
Chapter 128
Looking at this strange scene, Bai Ye's face was expressionless.
Even if these cultists are unwilling to step forward, it is estimated that they will be forced forward by the bishop of this cultist.
For this group of cultists at the forefront, their thoughts and opinions are of no use at all.
The position of strength already determines the fact that they have no say.
And those who were at the end of the line, these cultists around Bai Ye, after seeing the appearance of their companions in front, their reactions were also different.
Some people are timid and fearful, afraid that the next person to explore the way will be themselves.
Their belief in evil gods is only superficial.
Some people are fanatical, without fear, and even have a feeling of eagerness.
Looking at its appearance, it seems that they can't wait to sacrifice their lives for the evil god.
This part of the people has obviously been completely tampered with, brainwashed very thoroughly, terminally ill, and there is no cure.
With these cultists, the cannon fodder cultists opened the way with their lives in front, and the whole team also moved forward together.
Continue walking on the stone stairs in front of you, because the spread of the stone steps is towards the ground, so the more people advance, the deeper they are from the surface, and the length of the stone steps gradually becomes wider.
Compared with the dry bones all over the ground in front of the entrance, the vicinity of this stone step is very clean, and there are no bones piled up here.
Just as everyone was cautiously wary of possible dangers around them, the entire stone step suddenly flipped, and a strong attraction suddenly came from the bottom of the stone step, sucking everyone down.
Caught off guard, everyone couldn't react at all.
And the most important thing is that when the stone steps were flipped, everyone was horrified to find that the spiritual power in their bodies had been affected by a certain formation nearby, and they could no longer be urged.
Therefore, everyone on the stone steps overturned and fell into the space under the stone steps.
This also includes the White Night following the group.
Although Bai Ye also fell down, but with his powerful sensing ability, Bai Ye quickly saw the trap under the stone steps, and the steel needles that were several meters long were placed below, densely arranged together.
On these steel needles, which are not known to be made of what material, there are also countless dry bones and corpses, looking at their appearance, they have been inserted here for at least a hundred years, and their bare bones have turned yellow with oxidation.
After looking at the danger under him, Bai Ye immediately turned over and charged his strength, and the overlord-colored domineering condensed on the soles of his feet, and landed steadily on the ground below that was not covered by steel needles, accurately dodging every steel needle and unharmed.
And the rest of the team members also crossed the sea with eight immortals, each showing their own powers, dodging these dense spikes below.
The average quality of the members in the team is quite high, and even if they cannot use spiritual power, their skills are far beyond ordinary people.
However, not everyone has such good skills.
After stepping on this trap, most of the low-strength personnel in the cultist team were killed and injured on the spot.
If it weren't for the warriors of the ghost race to come to the rescue, it is estimated that these infidels with lower strength would have died.
And the reason why those warriors of the Night Clan saved these infidels, it was not because of some kindness or something.
They rescued these lowly infidels, just so that they could continue to explore the way ahead.
After falling into the trap here again, the leader of the ghost clan at the head was obviously a little impatient.
"Hey, human, didn't you say you have special means to find that thing? Why don't you use it now?"
"In the consumption, before you use the means, you bring people will be dying."
After hearing the loud voice of the leader of the ghost race, the sect leader of the Terran cultist obviously looked a little ugly.
Although what this ghost clan said was ugly, he couldn't refute
it, after all, since entering the cave, almost all of the people who died along the way were his subordinates, and if it continued to be consumed like this, it was really possible that all the infidels he brought for these sacrifices would die on the road.
So even if they find it, it's hard to bring it out.
After pausing in place for a moment, Lao Deng, who was led by the cultist, finally took out a parchment scroll from his space ring with a black face.
After pulling out the parchment scroll again, Lao Deng hooked his hand towards a cultist member next to Bai Ye.
Seeing this, the cultist member immediately walked over stunned.
Bai Ye looked at this guy who walked over easily and said in his heart, this old den must not have thought of anything good.
Sure enough, just as Bai Ye thought, this cultist Lao Deng, after this cultist walked over, stabbed him in the palm of his hand.
The steel knife cut open the palm of his hand, and a large amount of blood suddenly flowed out of the palm of the pagan's hand.
"Ugh. It hurts!"
Feeling the tingling pain in his palm, the young cultist member couldn't help but exhale in pain.
Looking at the vulnerable cultist member in front of him, Lao Deng's eyes widened and he scolded him.
"Huh? Can't stand it? Does this mean it hurts? So impatient, how can you contribute to the evil god in the future? Hearing
Lao Deng's reprimand, the young cult member immediately closed his mouth and did not dare to say another word.
Taking advantage of the blood flowing from the wound on the palm of the cultist's hand, Lao Deng snapped and pasted the parchment scroll on his hand.
The moment the parchment scroll and blood collided with each other, the parchment scroll began to ignite a blood-colored flame.
Slowly burning, the blood-colored flames flew straight in a certain direction along with the parchment scroll.
After seeing this scene, the cultist Lao Deng immediately waved his hand towards everyone.
"Right in that direction, according to the scroll's reaction, we should be very close to that thing."
As he spoke, everyone followed the parchment scroll burning with bloody flames and ran towards the darkness.
Seeing this, Bai Ye also followed behind them and ran towards the front together.
It is strange to say that under the leadership of Lao Deng's blood-colored parchment, they really did not encounter any obstacles in the rest of their journey.
The way unimpeded for a long distance, the more I ran, the closer I got deeper underground.
During this period, the spiritual power confinement on their bodies still existed and did not disappear.
After a long period of progress, everyone followed the parchment scroll burning with blood-colored flames all the way to a huge round altar deep underground.
The area of the altar is extremely large, the whole body is cast in bronze, and twelve huge stone pillars are evenly inserted around the circular altar.
On top of these iron pillars, densely packed chains also hang that extend deep underground to the circular altar.
Whether it was on this round bronze altar, or those stone pillars and iron chains, the surface was covered with dense twisted runes, which were extremely complicated.
In addition, there are several dried corpses scattered around this altar.
The aura emitted by these dried corpses was obviously more terrifying than the Naling bones they had encountered before, and the flesh was dead and not rotten, and the class had obviously reached the level of the fifth or even sixth order.
Bai Ye followed behind the team, looking at the huge altar in front of him, and suddenly detected an indescribable sense of danger on this altar.