"It would be great if the leaders of the rebel army really had a spell book. No matter who has the book now, it will eventually belong to me..."
"If you have the chance to meet the so-called Scarlet Sky Goddess in the future, go investigate her."
Xi Heng took out the Blood Spirit Stone from the inventory and looked at it. He wondered if the cost of using spells would be the same if the other party really knew spells.
Maybe it's a spell from a different system. After all, if flesh and blood are used as the material for casting spells, it will not gain the faith of the people.
Just like her, people will call her a blood demon or a witch.
Thinking of the nickname given to him by people in the underworld, Xi Heng rubbed his temples.
Coming back to the present, the mortals in the square below, along with the evil cultists who were preaching, have already left.
The entire square returned to its previous empty state, with only many footprints left.
A large building was in ruins, almost no longer burning. Its surface had been turned gray and black by the cold night wind, with only some ruby-like glowing embers inside, and faint green smoke still floating into the sky.
As a result, a large area around was covered with a burnt smell, making people want to cough uncontrollably.
"This smell seems a little wrong..." Xi Heng vaguely noticed.
How can the smell of burning wood be sour?
She then tiptoed and dropped from the eaves to the ground.
The ground was covered with a layer of ashes, which caused dust to fly wherever it touched the ground.
The closer we got to the ashes of the thatched house, the stronger the strange sour smell and charcoal smell became, and the heat wavered in.
Xi Heng looked around and found that the ashes of the house were almost filled with firewood, with some strange-looking charcoal.
After carefully examining it in the dim light of the remaining fire, she realized that the strangely shaped charcoal was actually a completely burnt head.
I don't know if there is a body under the head. The head is supported by charcoal and ashes in a cross shape. Now that it has been completely burned, only this horrifying head is exposed above the ashes.
The head had its mouth wide open, its burnt face was distorted, and its eyes were wildly wide open, as if it had suffered unimaginable pain before death.
No wonder there was a strange sour smell in the fireworks, it turned out there was a corpse in the ashes.
"It seems there is more than one..." She saw several other burnt black heads sticking out from inside, some big and some small.
Although the scene in front of him was a bit scary, Xi Heng didn't feel any disturbance in his heart.
She had seen even more horrific scenes, and she had created them with her own hands.
She was just curious about who these people were and why they were captured and burned alive?
"But now that he's in this state, it's hard to tell what his identity is..."
Xi Heng casually drew his sword and flicked the ashes. The heads and their bodies were burnt dry and oily, and their clothes were in a tattered state.
"That evil cult has won over the Tianliang people, and they need to kill people for human sacrifice. Maybe the people they killed are the original inhabitants of Jinshi City?"
If this is true, the people who remain in Jinshi City will be living a worse life day by day.
Even if those who escaped from the city became refugees, ordinary people without money and connections would encounter all kinds of disasters on the road and end up with their families broken up if they had a little bit of bad luck.
The same is true for staying in the city.
How can ordinary people protect themselves?
Xi Heng shook his head and was about to put away his sword and leave, but he heard a series of footsteps coming from the side.
She turned around and saw the cult woman with strange posture, clothing and makeup, now holding a torch and leading four knife-wielding cultists behind her, approaching with heavy steps.
"Oh?" Xi Heng narrowed his eyes.
Although she just felt a gaze hidden in the darkness, it disappeared in an instant. She thought it was just an ordinary person who didn't have time to leave, but a moment later it attracted a group of cultists.
"Who is peeping at my Lord's altar?" shouted the woman leading the group.
"I was just curious about why burning wood smelled sour, but when I looked closer, I saw eight human skulls."
Xi Heng spoke the truth, turned his right wrist and made a sword flower with a cold light, and asked the other party:
"Who are you burning? Civilians? Or bandits and bullies?"
The woman opened her mouth, revealing two long teeth in her lower jaw. She chewed for a while and answered the question with a question: "Are you from outside the city?"
"I'm new here today, what advice do you have for me?" Xi Heng frowned.
"We are the main sacrifice at the altar, and the body we are offering is you, a foreigner." The woman suddenly pressed the torch in her hand to the ground.
The flames shook and trembled, and the four cultist sword guards behind stepped forward.
"Submit yourself obediently and throw yourself into the holy fire. Even if your body is destroyed, the Heavenly Lord can save your filthy soul." The woman put her hands together and opened her mouth to warn in a strange voice:
"Burning the remains, Bear Holy Fire, what joy is there in life, what pain is there in death?"
"If you live in that country, only happiness and light will last forever!"
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Chapter 66: Abandoning the Light and Joining the Dark
Seeing several knife-wielding cultists in simple clothes and with simple movements approaching without knowing their own limitations, Xi Heng just chuckled in a mocking manner.
"Ah."
Just when she was worried that no one would kill her, someone handed her a head.
Should we thank them?
Xi Heng thanked him with his sword. He raised the ash-stained long sword in his hand, and a fleeting red light shot out. The nearest knife-wielding cultist suddenly stopped moving.
In the blink of an eye, an increasingly obvious slanted red line appeared on the surface of his skin from his shoulder to his waist, and his entire body was divided into two parts, upper and lower.
The flesh slid, the wound turned into a cross-section, and half of the body slid down.
With a few squirming sounds of mucus, his head and half of his upper body fell to the ground with a thud.
The heart, which had been cut straight across, was still shrinking and expanding, and blood was gushing out in streams.
Seeing the familiar blood flowing, Xi Heng's eyes flashed with a gleam.
She was about to continue swinging her sword to kill, but the other three knife-wielding cultists looked so shocked that they dared not approach, and even took several steps back.
The woman with a strange face stopped praying and frowned deeply.
"Not fighting anymore?" She tilted her head and took a light step forward.
Every time Xi Heng took a step closer, the believers took several steps back. Although they still wanted to maintain their dignity, they were clearly aware of the gap in strength between the two sides and now they didn't even dare to raise their swords.
"It's boring."
In the back, the cult woman reacted quickly. After a moment of shock, she immediately bowed her head and apologized:
"We were blind and didn't know that you were a master of dark energy. I hope you can forgive us... Jingming Sect has a little wealth and can give us a hundred taels of silver as compensation!"
"One hundred taels, are you kidding me?" Xi Heng couldn't just let it go.
She thought she could have a good fight, but the opponent surrendered just after she swung her sword. She was really unsatisfied.
The woman gritted her teeth:
"How about three hundred taels? Please pretend that nothing happened today."
"That's quite a lot..." Xi Heng was almost tempted to agree.
However, she didn't come to Jinshi City to make money.
So, she said unyieldingly:
"I find that your faith doesn't seem to be that strong."
"I disturbed the altar and killed your followers of the Jingming Sect, but you still want to give me treasures and gold and silver?"
"You can put aside your dignity and beg for mercy, but can the Pure Fire Celestial Venerable above you save face?"
The strange expression on the woman's face in the distance became increasingly gloomy.
Xi Heng continued:
"If he really exists, he will be extremely angry after knowing this, and will punish you, right?"
"The Pure Fire Master is infinitely compassionate and has come to help all living beings. Those who believe in him will receive eternal life." The other party's voice became increasingly gloomy:
"You are not a follower of my religion, so don't say too much to Tianzun!"
"What if I insist on saying more?" Xi Heng had nothing nice to say to someone who wanted to kill him.
"Then we must throw you into the holy fire and burn you to ashes." She gritted her teeth, changed her attitude, and moved closer, speaking confidently.
The three surviving knife-wielding cultists looked at each other, but did not dare to follow the high priest one step further.
The torch swayed as she walked. The pale-haired female priest's face became more and more ferocious, and the long fangs in her mouth kept swinging. When she came five meters away from Xi Heng, her body suddenly moved, and she suddenly smashed towards Xi Heng with the torch in both hands.
The flame formed an arc of light in the air. Xi Heng glanced at it, then raised his sword casually and cut off the end of the torch.
"That's it?"
Seeing the opponent's aggressive momentum, she thought it was at least a hidden force, but it turned out to be just a masterful visible force.
The woman spit out the two sharp long teeth in her mouth like flying knives. Xi Heng just turned his head slightly and easily dodged them.
Immediately afterwards, the severed torch was thrown over, but was cut off again by the sword, turning the long stick into a short stick.
Just when Xi Heng was feeling bored and was about to fight back to kill the enemy, the opponent suddenly opened his left hand towards her, and a yellow light flashed in the palm of his hand.
"Hmm?" Xi Heng's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly felt threatened. He also raised his left arm:
"open!"
The nails on her five fingers grew wildly and immediately turned into a dense crown of bones.
In an instant, blazing fire gushed out from the enemy's palm, and he rushed over with a roar -
The dim square suddenly became brighter, and the sound of fire roaring could be heard.
The raging and intense fire crashed into the skeleton treetops that had been transformed into a terrifying tree, and spread and expanded with a loud noise.
She subconsciously leaned forward and hid herself behind the area blocked by the skeleton tree canopy, but her long hair was difficult to control and the flames singed a few strands of her hair.
This raging fire came and went quickly. In just a breath, the flames in the air immediately dissipated, and the world returned to its previous silence and darkness.
However, the momentary intense heat caused by the flames had not yet dissipated, and Xi Heng's exposed skin was so hot that it hurt.
She raised her eyes and saw that the surface of the skeleton tree crown had turned black.
When the woman in front saw this layer of bones, her expression immediately became distorted and horrified.
"You are - you are the messenger of Dark Sky, you are the enemy of my Lord!"
She suddenly seemed to understand something, and immediately shouted anxiously to the back:
"Kill her! She is a demon from the Dark Sky! Draw your sword now!"
However, the faces of the three knife-wielding cultists became increasingly terrified, their bodies trembling, and they dared not move forward.
They are just ordinary mortals, how can they fight against the demons of the Great Dark Sky?
The main god of the Jingming Sect is Jinghuo Mingzun, and the villain is Mahakala.
Its teachings are a fusion of many religions, including the ancient fire-worshiping Zoroastrianism and the Tantric Buddhism of the western mountains. It consists of two elements: good and evil, where light and fire represent good, and darkness is evil.
The Great Dark Heaven fights endlessly with the Pure Fire Master, spreading demons and monsters to invade the human world.
In their religious views, the ancestors of mankind were born from the demons and ghosts of the Dark Sky, and mankind is the descendants of the Dark Sky. The Pure Fire Master sent messengers to save the souls of mankind.
In their eyes, the Goddess of Red Sky, who is currently revolting on the southeastern coast of Great Zhao, is the messenger of light sent by the Lord of Pure Fire.
And the man in front of him who was using strange bone magic was called the demon of the dark sky by the high priest...
In the doctrine, demons are on the same level as the messengers of light.
How could they possibly deal with demons? If they didn't turn around and run away immediately after hearing the word demon, they would have done a great service to the Pure Fire Master.
"What are you talking about?"
Xi Heng, who did not listen carefully to the teachings of the Jingming Sect, was completely unable to understand these twists and turns.
When she saw the strange woman cast a fire spell, her eyes lit up.
She must get this magic in her hands.
