Chapter 665

"Is this really the stronghold of the black sheep horn believers?"

SIVI looked around the hall of the shadow altar, looking at the black robed men he had bound up and trying to wriggle.

After the four little guys attracted most of the outside attention and Anke attracted most of the internal attention, SIVI, after judging the center of the magic circle through the relics of the altar, easily invaded the central hall of the shadow altar from the ceiling through the magic spell of fossil clay, and gave the head of the black sheep horn believer who was preparing to attack Anke I've got it.

Because everything was so smooth, SIVI even had the illusion that "this is actually a trap. The believers in black sheep's horn deliberately introduced him to attack him.".

However, after a careful search, he found that it was just an illusion

The number of guards was less than 200, and half of them were not even elementary magicians. At best, they were apprentices. Because of the relationship between the remains of the altar, anyone who has a little research on ancient Fuwen can generally guess the structure of the room covered by mountains and rocks. The facilities inside are even more straightforward, and there are no mazes to confuse the enemy and some defensive measures. Basically rely on mobile communication

It's hard to get involved in all kinds of complicated situations, even more difficult for them to get involved in all kinds of complicated situations.

You are a cult that can stop children crying at night. Can you give me some professional skills!

However, after interrogating the black robed leader by using magic magic, Sylvie realized that he had misunderstood him.

The shadow altar is indeed the stronghold of the black sheep horn believers.

However, the most terrible thing about the followers of the black sheep horn is not how powerful they are. In fact, in the known history, the pure white church and the Qiyao mage Association have carried out many encirclement and suppression against them, and almost every time they have achieved remarkable results.

Until the end of the day, the black sheep horn believers simply changed the original way of composition, making the stronghold a temporary foothold. The real power lurks in the human society and plays its own role until the moment when it plays its role.

The upper class of the black sheep horn believers also adopted the kind of parliamentary system similar to the mage Association. A total of 12 seats were set up, and each of them had a great appeal among the believers. Only when the old seat abdicates or is killed, will a new seat be replaced.

For example, all the candidates who have six points in the leader of the society, for example, are not the ones who have six points in the human society.

"The main members are all lurking in human society, and so are their subordinates..." Sylvie frowned slightly.

Unfortunately, the black robed leader in front of him did not see the real appearance of the other seats, so he could not point out other traitors.

In addition to these two-thirds of the traitors, the remaining one-third, that is, the four seats, are respectively responsible for the management of him and the other three responsible for research.

From this fellow's memory, we can see that the other three researchers have different ways of thinking than ordinary people, but they are all extremely intelligent and have profound knowledge in alchemy and sorcery.

At least, the structure of the three dimensional magic is not perfect after hearing the material of the three dimensional magic.

In addition, they have amazing courage and crazy ideas - such as the tragic end of Shakespeare's Minnick College

It is because of this that 70% of the traitors and 30% of the researchers have completely reversed each other, and both sides have taken away a large number of talents. Therefore, only a small number of talents are left behind, and their strength is uneven.

At this point, Xiwei had an intuitive understanding of the black sheep horn believers.

Just as he was about to ask the other party to take him to look for the three research subjects, the body of the head of black robe inflated like an inflatable balloon, and then exploded with a bang, and his flesh and blood splashed everywhere.

"The curse is." Sylvie frowned. Although he didn't get any filth on his body, he still waved his finger to clean up his surroundings. Meanwhile, he said to himself, "besides, there is still carrion in the flesh and blood. If it is stained on the body during the explosion, the whole skin may rot away."

This curse must not have been planted voluntarily by the head of the black robe. I'm afraid he didn't know that he had been cursed by other races.

The only clue is dead, and Sylvie's staying here doesn't seem to help. It's almost time to head back to Aldrich College - if the guy didn't mention the ice free River under the shadow altar.

"The dark river where some of the legendary monsters' bodies are stored..."After knocking in the central hall for a while, Sylvie found the way to the underground.

"It's very cold down here. You'd better prepare yourself."

Fitter pokes her head out of the floor. She's just gone down to investigate.

"Can ghosts feel the warmth and coldness?" At the same time, he put on all kinds of magic things and put them out of the box.

"Of course, I can't feel the general temperature change, but the temperature below is too weird. I always have a feeling that if I enter the underground river, I'm afraid my soul will be frozen by the river and disappear completely in the world."

Said fitter gravely.

"So powerful?" Sylvie smacked his tongue.

He put himself into a ball, then slowly walked down the tunnel, came to the edge of the ice free river.

As soon as he got here, he immediately felt wrong.

At first, he thought that this kind of place would be like a copy of "glacier labyrinth" at most.

As a result, after he really came here, he found that he was very wrong.

"Damn it The blood began to freeze The eyes are also... "

When he found something wrong, he immediately turned around, but his feet had already been frozen on the ground. After turning around, he had already become hard, and his ankle was broken like a brittle glass and became two pieces. However, there was no trace of blood on the fracture surface, and the blood and tissue fluid had been frozen for a long time.

Dragging his broken body for two steps, Sylvie completely turned into an ice sculpture and lost the breath of life.

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