Chapter 1642: Life and Death Agreement

The Gothic plane is a pan-faith plane.

Such a plane, because there is no main god stationed, often presents a strange situation of multiple gods coexisting. No matter which god can unify the faith of the entire plane, he can only try his best to expand his influence by preaching in the temple.

This also makes the entire Gothic plane a favorite place for those weak gods (level 6) and evil gods.

Here, between the cracks of many orthodox churches, they are also trying to spread faith, recruit believers, and establish one mysterious organization after another hidden underground.

And the "Blood Worship Cult" founded by Reinhard is one of them.

In an underground secret room in the slums of Tarren Mill City.

Heath stumbled forward in front, his whole body twisted evilly, as if he was trying his best to resist something, but succumbed to some powerful force, and had to lead the two people behind him to this mysterious altar hidden underground against his will.

The secret room is not big, only ten square meters in size.

The surrounding walls were damp and scarlet, engraved with all kinds of evil runes to shield the outside world from the perception of the altar. On the altar, there was a half-meter-tall stone statue. The statue was a typical human male, with a thin and lean body, a gentle and elegant face, and lifelike eyebrows. The two rubies embedded in the eye sockets flowed with a heart-pounding blood-red light under the dim light...

"This, this is... our son of God... Wait, wait until he... ascends the throne... that day... he... will... become... the true... God... in our hearts..."

This sentence couldn't be simpler, but Heath said it intermittently. Although he tried his best to resist, he couldn't resist this soul shackle from the depths of his blood, and could only tell all the secrets he had hidden.

Although he believed in the 'son of the vampire god' Reinhardt, when he was in front of Mary, he could no longer resist any request made by the latter to him.

This is the absolute suppression of the vampire blood superior to the inferior!

The demigod lich Congenus who followed him circled the altar, gently bumping his upper and lower jaws inlaid with magic gems, and laughed coldly like a night owl.

"It's a very simple altar, which can only transmit the power of faith in one direction and cannot grant remote divine arts... Mary, your opponent's skills in magic creation are not very good, and he can't even communicate in both directions. It can be seen that he is a magic apprentice who has not studied seriously..."

As a demigod lich and a master caster, Congenus is indeed qualified to laugh at his opponent. Although that guy is of the same rank as it, as long as he doesn't ascend to the throne of God, Congenus can rely on the semi-artifact Ice Box and the artifact Soul Devouring Dagger to eat him hard.

Mary was indifferent to the lich's ridicule, but turned to Heath and ordered: "Pray to your God!"

Mary's order triggered a blood resonance.

Even though he was unwilling, Heath still knelt down in front of the statue with his body twisted, cut his wrist with his sharp nails, smeared the blood on the statue, and then prayed devoutly with his eyes closed.

The blood was quickly absorbed by the statue.

The originally cold statue suddenly became vivid, and the rubies inlaid in the eyes exuded a dizzying blood halo.

Mary and Congenus, who were familiar with various blood sacrifice rituals, silently took a step back, avoiding the radiation range of the blood halo, and quietly waited for the arrival of Reinhard's will.

It is estimated that this Heath is an insignificant marginal figure in the mind of the vampire god, so the time for this prayer communication seems a bit long. As the two onlookers gradually became impatient, the consciousness of the vampire son of God finally appeared belatedly...

"Heath, what important things do you have to contact me at this time? It's better not to be those trivial matters, otherwise I will punish you severely..." This son of God was obviously very busy and had a bad temper. After connecting with his believers through the altar, he kept roaring and shouting, and didn't realize that something seemed wrong here.

After he vented his anger, Reinhardt then invested his consciousness on Heath with a languid attitude.

"Huh?" His spiritual consciousness connected with Heath's mind and immediately realized that something was wrong.

Heath's mind seemed to be imprisoned and distorted by some kind of power. He was praying to himself to come, but deep in his heart he was frantically reminding and alarming.

As a secret organization in the Gothic plane, the Blood Worship Cult is often attacked and hunted by major orthodox churches. As soon as Reinhardt noticed that something was wrong with the believers, he instinctively wanted to cut off the connection here and give up Heath.

But at the moment before escaping, Reinhardt vaguely sensed something wrong.

He was very familiar with the power that imprisoned Heath. It was the unique "bloodline imprisonment" of the vampire clan, a common means for the superior to exert pressure on the inferior and to show oppression.

If it was the Orthodox Church, how could they use the unique means of vampires?

And just as he hesitated, Mary stood up from the side, and her timid body directly touched the blood-colored halo.

At that moment, the vampire god Reinhardt and Mary saw each other at the same time!

The bodies of the two people could not help but tremble at the same time, thousands of miles apart.

They both saw in each other the opportunity for their destiny to take a step further...

Fated enemy...

This is a destined enemy that is not subject to their personal will...

Only by completely devouring each other can they have a chance to advance further along the bloodline.

The other party is not only a stumbling block for me, but it is also an excellent opportunity!

Thinking of this, the vampire god's eyes couldn't help but shine, and his breathing became heavier.

Mary smiled charmingly.

She is not afraid that the other party has ulterior motives for her, but is afraid that the other party is not interested.

If the other party is a coward who doesn't even have the guts and courage to challenge, and insists on dragging her to run the map in the Gothic plane, then Mary, as a guest, will definitely suffer. By that time, the Orthodox Church is encircling and suppressing her, and the Vampire Son of God is waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack. Mary's path to promotion will be far away.

Now that she had successfully aroused the other party's greed, she no longer worried that the other party would run away without a fight.

Mary was naturally very happy.

In fact, she was overthinking all this.

After staying with Greem for a long time, Mary has become accustomed to pushing and crushing him, and she has no intention of accompanying this damn guy to fight guerrillas anymore. Therefore, when she came up, she used herself as bait and fished hard.

But in the eyes of the other party, she is simply a delicacy delivered to their door.

A vampire who was only at the peak of Level 4 wanted to challenge the vampire god's son who had been promoted for hundreds of years. Although the other party was suspicious, he was not afraid at all.

Would a demigod be afraid of a level 4 person?

If this matter spreads out, it will make everyone laugh!

Therefore, Reinhardt became excited instantly, and his whole body immediately entered a state of 'blood rage'. Although Mary was not his subordinate, she was still a little excited due to the restriction of her bloodline source.

Seeing Mary's bloody eyes gradually turning scarlet as her blood was stimulated, Reinhard immediately understood the other party's intention.

He Jiejie sneered: "A vampire wizard? This is an unexpected surprise that I never dreamed of! Jiejie... Since you want to swallow me, and I want to swallow you, then we might as well find a place to compete. , let’s see who is the real ‘Blood Lord’!”

Mary sneered and said: "Say the place, I will definitely go!"

Reinhard nodded repeatedly and said: "Okay, very good... You are in Tarren Mill City now. Then go out of the city and go west. There is a Darkfang Fortress 300 miles away. I will wait for you there for two days... See you there. Disperse!”

Mary said proudly: "See you or see you!"

As soon as Mary finished speaking, the statue of the Son of God collapsed and shattered into rubbish all over the ground.

Obviously, the other side was also on guard against this, and didn't want to give Mary any chance to track her whereabouts!

"Dark Fang Fortress?!" Mary muttered, turning to look at the demigod lich.

The demigod lich did not hesitate, stretched out a white bone finger and pierced Heath's brain under the horrified gaze, and immediately extracted everything it wanted to know.

"Dark Fang Fortress!" Kanganas simply described it in the cold voice unique to the Lich: "...a small garrison affiliated to the Church of Justice, with two hundred people from the 'Holy Hand' Knights permanently stationed in it... Geographically, it is adjacent to the Elfa Forest to the west, Lake Lordamre to the north, and the famous Blue Star Mine to the south... It is indeed a good place to escape without defeating it!"

"Is there any trap?" Mary asked coldly.

Although she has a cold and arrogant temperament and is not afraid of any conspiracy and tricks of the other party, if she falls into the other party's simple and crude trap, she will definitely become the fodder for Grim to make fun of her after she returns.

Therefore, she who originally didn't care about this could only be more cautious.

"Hehe, even if he sets a trap, I won't be afraid. Besides, isn't this what I'm here to do with you? Just feel free to fight that guy. I'm responsible for everything except fighting!" After obtaining the Soul-Eating Dagger, Kanganas, who was originally cautious and reserved, became arrogant.

What it wants to do most right now is to attack from all sides, sneak attack and kill all the demigods it can hunt, extract and devour their souls, and concoct its own demigod army...

Therefore, it has never been timid in fighting, but has become more aggressive than Mary, and it is even more eager to kill here!

"Okay, let's set off immediately!" Mary has always been a person who sticks to her word, and with the guarantee of the demigod lich, there are no taboos.

She turned around and got out of the underground secret room, walked to the open space in the courtyard, and with a soft pop, she unfolded the pair of broad and light bat wings in the diffuse light red smoke, and flew into the sky with a whoosh. And the bright moon disk paused for a moment, and then rushed out after identifying the direction.

Her figure resembles a sharp arrow or a flying swallow flying low in the sky, light and agile yet silent.

If someone is looking up at the moon at this time, they can only notice that their eyes blur, a thin red line cuts through the night sky, and disappears at the end of the sky in an instant.

Ordinary people can't even capture her figure.

As for the high-level powerhouses hidden in Tarren Mill City, they could only sense a super powerful energy breath leaving quickly. As for the more specific and detailed information, even they were at a loss.