Black sails

Chapter 499 CXXXIII. Demon God

"The devil, do you mean Agares Dagon?"

Micah didn't quite believe it. He was from Aram. He had no impression of old Aram. He grew up under the rule of the emperor. And when Aram was not the number one brother in the mainland more than ten years ago, don't expect those soldiers. No matter what kind of security matters the police Xiante provides and what cases they judge, priests and nuns from the sect are the ones who resolve and mediate conflicts. The impression is pretty good.

Are you telling me now that those nuns and sisters are undead?

"Fuck... As expected of a Black Sail cadre, he is well-informed. There are historical gaps in the legends and deeds about the devil. They are only recorded in the ancient era. What is still known today are only some tantric cults with few members, or some What a great accidental realization, you actually know it.

But that was not Dagon. I learned a lot of interesting information from that priest. Dagon is the demon god of destruction, change, innovation, energy and ambition, and the ultimate violence and terror.

There are many demon gods, and they are closely related to the Western Continent. This is just because in the Ancient Era, before the conquest of Overlord Cyrodiil, all the documents about the demon gods during the Great Chaos disappeared. "

The group leader was also somewhat indescribably excited about peeling back the historical truth layer by layer.

Freedom is higher than life and love, but there is one thing that even surpasses freedom, and that is the pursuit of knowledge. In order to seek knowledge, people would rather tie themselves to a prison.

Micah's head was buzzing. Although the person in front of him said this, in fact, the leader himself might not believe it very much and regarded it as a historical story.

But Micah really knows that Dagon is indeed a person, and Heywood, the former cadre of Black Sail who defected, is Dagon's sentinel. He may be performing some rituals to welcome the return of the Dragon King!

Damn you!

This adventure group is looking for a treasure, some dark magic scripture related to the devil, and how can they have fun after finding the real thing? Everyone in the Western Continent, don’t even think about the Chinese New Year in June, go to hell.

"Demon, what other demons are there? Which one are you going to in that ruins?"

Micah understood that these singers and goddesses were all real.

"There are many, maybe more than the Holy Spirit. I don't know. I only know a few that the pastor said.

You know that the werewolves on the plateau worship their ancestors, right? But in fact, the ancestors they believe in are also demon kings who were influenced by the demon god.

Hircine, the god of hunting, competition, and pursuit. There is a legend among werewolves that brave men will enter the endless hunting ground after death, which is the realm of annihilation of the demon god Hircine.

The same goes for the orcs in the north. Their ancestors are also followers of the demon god Malachis, the guardians of exile, wandering, curses and oaths.

The dark side of the Thieves Guild, their corporate culture, and belief endorsement were also brought over by Diaz, including the Night Goddess, the Shadow Lady, the Unknown, and the Demon God Nocturnal.

There are also stars, prophecies, and the demon god of knowledge who peeks into the past and future, Hermaeus. The mad god Sheogorath is completely chaotic and has unknown motives.

I just heard this from the pastor, I don’t know whether it is true or not. "

The leader just wanted to see if the dark magic scripture in the ruins was true. He was willing to serve the devil in exchange for power. Even if you don't have many gods, it's not wrong to exchange some treasures for things.

"I, your mother, are really gods fighting."

Micah doesn't know much about what happened nine hundred years ago and eighteen hundred years ago. Anyway, he has heard that there is a catastrophe every nine hundred years, but everyone in the Western Continent takes it as a joke. It seems to be true. , "Then what kind of god is the ruins you are going to, and who do the undead of the Eternal Sect believe in?"

suddenly.

Micah came to an extremely terrifying conclusion. It wasn’t that there were no more demons in the world, and they had to be captured as soon as they saw them. It was because all the demons left in the Western Continent were disguised, occupying the magpie’s nest, and lurking in the sky. Various churches or human forces.

"I don't know, I just know that there is a dark magic book, which is a great power that people can't imagine. The words recorded on it can drag people into the realm of annihilation, or there is some incredible blessing curse, this thing Son, it’s super valuable! Maybe a celebrity from the Mainland martial arts show like Qili can come and take part!”

The leader was lively.

Click!

Micah's newly established belief has some cracks. Qili, this damn beautiful slut, dreamed of returning to ancient times.

The group leader saw that Micah had eaten and had almost rested. He looked at his mechanical watch and said to a companion: "It's three o'clock in the afternoon. Let's see where we are."

His companion used a sextant to observe the angle between a red celestial body in the sky and the horizon, and determined its location.

"As expected, we are in the southwest of the Bone Burial Wasteland and keep walking eastward. We will reach the ruins on the map tomorrow."

"Okay, without further ado, the war in Mulon is in chaos right now. We are counting on you to sort this out, brother doctor!"

The leader patted Micah on the shoulder.

"I?"

Micah didn't know why.

"With your eldest brother Li Site's strength, it's no problem for me to sell things to him. Besides, buddy, we saved your life."

The group leader said pitifully, but he was not a professional actor and seemed a bit fake, which made Micah extremely embarrassed.

"No, I still have things to do..."

Micah wanted to say no.

The leader of the group is also playing hard to get, and Micah must run with him this time.

He said that Micah could leave at any time, and he would give him a map and sextant to help him have good luck.

But the Bone Burial Wasteland is full of dangers, with raging sandstorms and monsters everywhere. If you are not careful, you will lose your life.

They must go to the ruins.

Micah looked at the map and sextant in his hand. It was indeed the same as what the centurion said. He was too reckless. At the moment, he had no choice but to follow this inexplicable life-threatening adventure group to go to the ruins.

But this is also a matter of howling. If the leader sells the things to Black Sail, Black Sail can also make a lot of money. The black market is a default rule of bargaining.

For things that you can't keep, you are thankful to get 50%, and more often you can get 40% or even 30%.

"It's good that you have figured it out. Then let's set off. We will arrive tomorrow. The possibility of being buried by wind and sand cannot be ruled out, but the specific coordinates must be correct."

The leader is eager to see what the dark magic scripture related to the devil is. It's really exciting.

The group packed their bags, folded up the tents in the camp, and carried them on their backs.

Horses cannot enter the Bone Burial Wasteland, and they will die if they encounter sandstorms. This group of adventurers walk.

Micah had no other choice but to follow the group first. Every step he took under the scorching sun, his legs would sink into the sand dunes.

The vast sea of ​​yellow sand, the gravel stung his eyes under the reflection of the toxic light. This ghost place with no traces of people seemed to be mumbling ancient horror stories, and the shadow of history turned people's spirits into a dangerous building.

Micah could only wrap his headscarf to protect himself from the sun and walk with his head down.

"Will there be any danger in the ruins?"

"Who knows, there may be undead tribes, I just hope that no one else gets there first. Even if there is a battle, don't worry, we have the weapons with us. For this operation, I also hired a hero-level adventurer as an external aid, the tough guy who walked in the front. Don't worry about these, you will know tomorrow."

The leader laughed heartily.

Even though the captain said this, Micah was still uneasy, hoping that no one of Haywood's kind or anything like that would show up. It would be best if someone else got there first and made the trip in vain, so that he could return home safely.