Chapter 794: Labyrinth Burial Ground: Finally, Let the Great Nightmare Sacrifice Open
Chapter 792: 791. Labyrinth Burial Ground: finally, let the Great Nightmare Sacrifice begin! -New Year’s Extra [2430
“What are you going to do?”
Larouche’s statement was filled with an aura of danger, causing a group of cowardly goatman priests to immediately savor an aura of uneasiness, and that red-robed priest immediately asked rhetorically:
“No, Larouche, don’t do anything foolish! The Nightmare Archon has asked us to keep a low profile.”
“Yes, we should lay low, but that’s normal.”
Larouche said dismissively:
“Open your blinded eyes and see, is this a normal situation? The Jackals have us cornered, and it’s either fight our way out or serve as sustenance and fuel wood to awaken the Lord of the Hunt.”
“You know I’m blind, and you’re still asking me to open my eyes? I think you are just picking a fight!”
The red-robed priest also retorted without giving an inch:
“I know the situation, I know the reasoning, but the truth is that we are no match for the Jackals!
Get your head out of your ass, Larouche, we still need to hide in the darkness right now and buy time and sustenance for the Nightmare Archon’s revival little by little, we’ve been planning for this for hundreds of years, it’s not that bad.
Do not risk it!
I suggest concentrating all the parishioners in the Tower of Nightmares, and abandoning all the external turf .”
“Enough! You coward.”
Before Chief Priest Larouche could finish speaking, the purple-clad priest next to him couldn’t hear any more, and it cursed:
“Zhe Pu! You dog are still as cowardly as you were two hundred years ago, even though you have already mastered the Golden Transcendent Laws under the blessing of the Nightmare Archon it still doesn’t change your cowardly nature, no wonder that back then in the Abyssal City you spent so much time not being able to pass the First Class Spellslinger’s Trial.
It’s not that you’re not wise enough, you just have a heart like a mouse.
Whenever you encounter anything, you will only be a shrinking violet, this time I support High Priest Larouche, we have been operating here for hundreds of years, Zhe Pu, we know every labyrinth like the back of our hand, as long as we launch a counterattack, how many people from the Jackals will be buried in this never-ending underground palace.
And their souls will be the perfect sacrifice to Lord Baffert.
In the past, we’ve had to kidnap the stupid travelers who come and go, and that was inefficient, but now we have a great opportunity, let the jackals come, and they will deliver themselves into the bloody maw of the Nightmare Tyrant.
Lead us on, Larouche!
You and I are getting old, we don’t have that much time to wait for the slow awakening of the Great Lord of Baphomet, we have to take risks if we want to get that promised immortality in dreams.”
“Well, Fendall’s statement is deep in my heart.”
Golden High Priest Larouche nodded in satisfaction as it swept a glance at the carnage and death displayed on the black crystal ball, and it said:
“This is indeed quite a risky operation, but think about the fact that if it advances smoothly, we will be able to collect enough masochistic souls for Grand Monarch Baphomet in a very short period of time, and use the sustenance of those souls to add to the Nightmare Heavenly Kingdom.
And Zephyr, I’m not motivated by personal gain.
Well, I can’t fool you blind eyes and heart, as Fendel said, it and I are not young anymore, time has not been generous enough to us, you still have a few hundred years to take your time and plan, but we can’t.
I’ll give you a little insight.
According to the Book of Nightmares, the Grand Monarch of Baphomet still needs 23,256 masochistic souls to fulfill the conditions for awakening, and for Him to break the ancient seal, the number of this sacrifice has to be even higher.
As we did before, sneaking around and doing things like we did before, we’d have to take at least a hundred years to gather the sacrifices to help the Great Lord break the seal, but right now, the number of people who died in the twenty-day battle between the Jackals and the Transylvanians in the Valley of the Spectre are far more than that.
We were too conservative before.
Think about it. Once those souls are available for us to capture.
And you know what the best part is?
We’re not a target for jackals here!
That feared Grand Inspector Hüggesen’s goal will always be to breach Transylvania alone, which means that nothing we do here will affect the Jackals’ advance any more than anything else, and this is destined to be a flanking battlefield, a fringe area.
The Jackals are unlikely to commit too much military power here unless they are willing to give up their war aims.
This means that we are perfectly capable of going big!
The first step is to try and get Grand Lord Baphomet to awaken and grant us more divine power.
The second step is to help Grand Monarch Baphomet break the seal and bring back the Lord of Nightmares in this Age of Chaos.
At that time, we will also be the ones with the backstage, and we will return to the Abyssal City with the power of the entire Nightmare World under the gracious permission of Grand Monarch Baphomet! We’ll drive that ridiculous city lord off its throne, and we’ll get our hands on the entire Abyssal Treasure Trove.”
The Golden High Priest laughed as it exclaimed in a classic open-handed prayer gesture:
“I admit that it’s more or less irrational for us to dedicate our faith to Lord Baphomet, after all, in the records about the Lord of Nightmares, He wasn’t exactly a powerful god of old in the ancient times, but so what?
Even weaker gods were still gods!
Those powerful gods have too many followers, and His favor is only so much when divided among each believer, but the gift of Lord Baphomet will be divided equally among us devotees.
Ha, gods have divine quarrels, and mortals have mortal wars.
We will all profit from it!
Come, brothers, come, laity, let us do great things with open hearts! Seize this heavenly opportunity to teach the jackals and indeed the world a good lesson.
Initiate the Great Nightmare Sacrifice!
Let the power of nightmares fill the Great Gehenna, let the curtain rise on Grand Monarch Baphomet’s favorite life-and-death gladiatorial combat, and unleash the Nightmare Hounds to drag those abused souls into the kingdom of heaven.
Ha.
What of the Lord of the Hunt in our land?”
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“Hmm?”
Miss Winnie, who was receiving the Soul Stealer Jackal players at Rally Point 11 on the upper level of Baphomet’s Great Dungeon, suddenly felt a wave of uneasiness; she hadn’t been in the dungeon for a short time, but just a moment ago, certain uncomfortable forces had suddenly begun to rise up.
It was like a layer of mist that permeated out from every part of this ancient dungeon that had been established for an unknown period of time and began to psychedelicize the consciousness, as if the passageway of the dungeon in front of her eyes had all become disoriented.
Winnie’s side of the big waisted minotaur guard also from the nostrils of the column of air, it grasped the big brass axe wagging tail, issued a low warning to Winnie.
“You think there’s danger here, too?”
As a summoner, Winnie was well aware of the minotaur’s perception of danger, and with even more uneasiness in her heart, she stood up and called out to the jackal players ahead of her who were picking and choosing from the stalls:
“Hey, there’s a problem here, do you guys want to evacuate with me?”
“Huh? What’s the problem, sister-in-law.”
The jackal player ID’d as “A Yellow Crane” turned his head, wagged his tail and licked his face as he hemmed and hawed:
“Do you need us, the mighty and powerful jackal big brothers, to protect you?”
“What kind of strange name is that!”
Ms. Winnie chortled with some irritation:
“Although it’s true that my sister has a blood contract liaison with Mr. Stick, there’s a clean slate between the two, okay? And I always feel that you guys calling me ‘sister-in-law’ contains some flirtation and malice that I don’t understand.
You guys aren’t bad though.”
The young vampire touched a couple of excellent quality gems in her hand as well as a blood vulture egg that had been given to her as a gift, and she said:
“I like these gifts enough to remind you of them.
I reckon the goat people down there got cornered and opened up some dangerous spells, before I came here, Archduke Tris warned me that there are some forces inside this great dungeon that originated in the last era, and that those goat people like to grab people in and engage in cheap sacrificial gladiatorial fights in times of peace.
Maybe they are planning to turn the entire Baphomet underground palace into a super huge gladiatorial arena, if you don’t leave now, you won’t have a chance afterward.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine, you go, we’ll stay here.”
A Yellow Crane waved his hand, and smoothly picked up the exclusive hunting leather armor of the Jackals on the stall in front of him and put it on himself, he said:
“We still have quests to stay here, we can’t leave until we’re done, besides, just a couple of brothers in this kind of Jackal form right now, if they dare to go on the ground, it’s unlikely that they’re going to be brushed by the vengeful Arbinger as monsters.
It’s not worth it. We’d better stay here.
They’re going to turn the Great Dungeon into a gladiatorial arena that’s naturally better, so that subsequent Jackals will be pulled right into the fight when they come over, and we won’t even be needed to play roles back and forth in it.”
“You guys are really amazing.”
Winnie, the “magical girl” of the Red Magic Hall, was already packing up her things, and while she was packing up the treasures she had gotten in the meantime, she spat:
“I thought that you guys could only move around this land in human form, but I didn’t realize that you guys are capable of changing into anything, and now even jackals have appeared, but why aren’t there any vampires from the Wolfsbane Clan?
I was planning to recruit some Wolfsbane vampires to rebuild the Gray Claw faction.”
“Oh, that one wants prestige da.”
A Yellow Crane then took the initiative to explain in order to brush up on Winnie’s reputation:
“We foreigners can choose our own form when we enter this world, but whether or not we can choose a werewolf venom vampire mainly depends on whether or not we have that kind of biological template lah, I’ve heard some bigwigs say that it seems like it’s only when you werewolf venom clans take the initiative to join Transylvania.”
“But my sister has become Mr. Stick’s servant ah.”
Winnie said with some bewilderment:
“Isn’t that enough?”
“It’s not like your sister represents the Wolfsbane Clan, that’s a personal choice.”
Another jackal player with the ID “Lai Gan Huazi” spat:
“I think if you want to open the option of Wolfsbane Vampires, you have to legitimately belong to Lord Murphy’s command, for example, the leader of the Gray Claw faction volunteered to apply to become a member of Transylvania… By the way, don’t I remember that there are still Wolfsbane Clan Gladiators in the gladiatorial arena in the Scarlet Fortress?
Why don’t you gather them together and rebuild the faction?
You be the leader, Ms. Winnie.
You’re so generous, and your modeling is quite good, and your image as the little girl next door is well-liked.
If you’re the chief, a lot of rhodium cesium beryllium, ahem, I mean, a lot of foreigners who know how to appreciate beauty will surely be willing to join your banner and fight for the rise of your faction.
Of course such small favors won’t do now, to attract people you’ll have to come up with something more powerful.”
“Oh? There’s more to that?”
Winnie didn’t know much about this before as she wasn’t a core NPC under Murphy’s command.
Her sister did understand a lot from Stick, but Melia knew the dangers of rebuilding the Gray Claw faction, and she didn’t want her sister to go down that path, so she didn’t disclose this to Winnie.
Now that Winnie had gotten an answer from the player, she couldn’t help but continue asking:
“So, if I want to attract more foreigners to join us, what else do I need to do?”
“Uh, that’s not a good question to answer.”
A Yellow Crane and Lai Only Wako looked at each other, they shrugged and said:
“That requires a lot of preparation, at the very least, you have to make your faction look attractive in a crowd of biological templates, it’s the same as investing in a business, right, you wouldn’t invest your precious money in businesses that don’t make any money.
You can learn from other races.
For example, you can learn from other races, such as the half-elves, who have a large number of people nowadays, and see how they attract the foreigners. Anyway, I think that with your qualifications, you’ll have no problem to become an idol and save your faction by making a debut.
But you still need to put up a front first.
Right now the Wolfsbane Clan’s Grand Duke is still around, and if that old Edward doesn’t agree, it’ll be a waste of time, and Murphy-sama won’t just casually clash with a powerful clan over these things.
Well, at least that’s what we think.”
“Sounds complicated, I’ll have to go back and think about it, and that, are you guys sure you don’t want to leave?”
Winnie glanced around at the growing nightmare aura around her, she had already packed her bags and was ready to leave, and after asking one last time and receiving an affirmative answer, this vampire, who had a very Little Sister-next-door vibe, waved goodbye to these friendly Jackal players, and rushed towards the entrance of the dungeon again led by her own mighty bull guards.
“This sister is so innocent.”
A Yellow Crane picked out the equipment he needed and spat at Lai Gan Huazi beside him:
“I suddenly regret picking a jackal, if I were a vampire, I might be able to trick her into signing a blood contract with me, just like Stick and Ms. Melia.
Hey, I heard someone say that Stick was seen ordering clothes for Ms. Melia at Mrs. Water’s place, and he’s still talking tough saying it’s just a concern, yuck, girlfriend is girlfriend, people will just lament his awesomeness, who’s going to laugh at him?”
“You’re wrong.”
Lai Gen Huazi carried a jackal man battle halberd, glanced at the direction where Winnie disappeared, he bared his teeth and said:
“This ‘sister-in-law’ of ours is not an ordinary person, she was obviously pretending to be pure just now to set us up, you stupid bastard, what you should say, what you shouldn’t say a valley of brain to say ah.”
“Hm? How do you know?”
A yellow crane floor surprised to look at his own brother, to root Huazi skimmed his mouth, said:
“Nonsense, Laozi is in the entertainment industry, and I’ve seen a lot of such scheming girls in the brokerage firm, this sister-in-law is not a saving grace, if you don’t believe me, just watch. I suspect that the Wolfsbane Clan’s racial mainline is going to depend on her to hold it up, her sister is wasted, addicted to falling in love with Stick.
This heavy responsibility of reviving the Gray Claw faction will definitely fall on the sister-in-law.”
“Is that so mysterious?”
The Yellow Crane House dude stroked his chin and said suspiciously:
“But you don’t have any evidence, just relying on feelings won’t do.”
“A simplest example.”
Brother Hua Zi skimmed his lips and said:
“As long as Winnie is willing, there are plenty of superior vampires in the Blood Vulture Clan who can become her honored elders and help her out of her weakened state, but do you see that she has mentioned this matter in the long time she has been here? She’s obviously not willing to give up her wolfsbane bloodline.
Can’t you see what she’s trying to do?
This is a young wolf who knows how to hold back and learn, reminding me of those models who always pretend to be innocent in front of outsiders but always manage to win various competitions.
She will definitely do something.”
“Hmmmmmmmmm, I’m sure, but man you didn’t tell me earlier even though you have such resources? Do you have any more models under you? Introduce me to one, I’m tired of being pushed by my family to get married all day long.”
“I have plenty of contacts, but are you sure you want one? I’m not saying this to you, brother, find a girl who’s not bad and live a good life. Don’t get involved in the entertainment industry, you can’t handle those women.
Let’s go!
Kill the goatman and go, don’t be complained about by Old Evil anymore, it’s not easy for us to come out once, we always have to do something awesome.”
(End of chapter)