Chapter 1082: Blood River (5)

　　 God exists, but the form of His existence is beyond the understanding of mortal minds.
　　 Only real transcendents can get a glimpse of one or two.
　　 He stopped, letting the thought fill his body and mind and bring him comfort.
　　 This simple acceptance of divinity brought him such warmth and comfort, as if there was a panacea for nearly a year to remove all the ailments that had troubled him.
　　 He smiled immediately, but found that the pen in his hand unconsciously swiped on the paper in front of him.
　　 Silas let go of his hand in surprise, but the pen still automatically wrote in front of him, and then he looked down at the written text.
　　He needs you.
　　The cold fear grabbed him, but immediately the fear was calmed down, and a kind of trust and love that reassured him filled him.
　　The psychedelic image automatically appeared in his mind: a tall and strong white Ouke wearing the newly cast bright silver warframe, the hairy iconic smiley face shone like a coal lump in the furnace.
　　 Then, the claws protruded from Ouke's armor, and a dark green halo lighted up in his neck guard. Under the halo, his face was as terrible as a demon.
"Do not……"
　　 Silas gasped, this terrible sight let a powerful and unspeakable horror take over his heart, but this scene just appeared for a moment, and was immediately replaced by another scene
　　 A of war with lava-like blood flowing on his body, screamed at the pale Ok, and four purple arms kept the pale tyrant from behind. It was a non-male and non-male creature writhing nonstop.
　　 His appearance dispelled all panic, and Silas felt that his love for the angel of the goddess filled him like a pure and gorgeous light.
　　 As he smiled happily, the scene suddenly dimmed.
　　Claws glowing in the arc appeared in the field of vision, and began to tear the image of the goddess messenger.
　　 The sudden omen made Silas scream.
　　 He looked down at the text on the paper again, such a simple text with such a sense of urgency.
　　He needs you.
　　 An existence just passed him a message.
　　 "Damn..."
　　 Silas cursed and straightened up from the throne cast by peeling flesh and gold and silver.
　　 He glanced at the dim lighting around him with the lilac dead fish eyes, and the long black bifurcated tongue carelessly licked the sharp teeth.
"the host--"
　　 With a jingle, as if stimulated, the long tongue pulled out a fang violently, and a few drops of blood flowed through the lips and chin, and the color was as dark as a mixture of ash and alcohol.
　　 violently swept across Silas's body, his pupils suddenly expanded, his chest undulated violently, injecting the fragrance of metallic blood into the lungs of the inhuman.
　　 The flexible long tongue twitched immediately, letting the patina smell fill the tongue tip and every fang.
　　 At this moment, the flowing blood is so beautiful, so-
　　 emptiness.
"the host--"
　　 The second jingle triggered an unpleasant twitch at the corner of his mouth, and Silas' throat suddenly made a low noise. This was the beginning of the next roar.
　　 The vocalist knew that he had attracted the attention of the other party and had anger, so he chose a concise statement.
　　 "The soul singer of the altar on the 6th was killed by Ok, and the idol was destroyed."
"Oh?"
　　 The outgoing growl was softened by this message, and then turned into a cheerful giggling sound.
　　 Silas showed a cruel sneer, rows of fangs flashing under his lips.
　　 "But I'm curious, how did Ok find our altar? Apparently someone is guiding or secretly guiding them, maybe..."
　　 "Master, the chief priest of Lubitel has something for you."
　　 "What's wrong with him?"
　　 Silas frowned, but stood still, dragging the shadow and walking towards the door.
　　No matter where it is or wherever he goes, the shadow follows him.
　　If there are whispers lingering around Silas, invisible creatures that just stay out of sight or hidden in the shadows are his permanent companions.
　　When he came to the space where the chief priest was, the whispers slipped out of the shadow of Silas and gathered in the dark corner of the room.
　　 This stone-walled hut was built after imitating an ancient shrine. It was a shrine built by ancient Aida, and it was destroyed by the shadow prince in the Benedict Empire.
　　He didn't intend to let anyone know the secrets inside, but Silas knew what he was afraid of.
　　 Diego is an Ada, that is the secret that all Ada should fear.
　　 In the depths of the underground, this temple of association is low, small and sultry. A crackling fire pit in the center of the room provides light, and the blazing flames leave an unshaped shadow on the wall.
"My master."
　　 Wearing a purple robe, the chief priest without a hair on his entire face bowed and said:
"sorry to disturb you."
　　 "Then you better say a reason not so sorry, otherwise... I don't mind an extra belt."
　　 "About the last proposal, the other party sent a message again, seeking real cooperation."
　　 "Do you still think we should hide from the tiger?"
　　 "I also learned about the destruction of Altar No. 6, and now we do need a helper, at least not an enemy."
　　 "Very good."
　　 Silas was very relaxed, which was somewhat unexpected than Ruby Tell, he froze for a few seconds.
　　 "We paid a great price to get to this point, Rubital, which is best worth all that ~EbookFREE.me~ for all of us, especially for you."
　　 "Of course, master."
　　Rubitel promised to ignore Silas’ threat.
　　 "Our allies are looking forward to talking directly with you."
　　 Then the chief priest lowered his head and looked down at the fire pit. The fire reflected on his shaved head, and also on the long purple robe, which also had a symbol of a circle and a meniscus.
　　Although he was very confident before, but he was hesitant when he was about to come.
　　 Negotiations with blood worshippers are never simple things, and once he disappoints Kamen Prince, then he will definitely lose his life.
　　 At this moment, the existence of Silas filled this temple, and his brilliant armor like moonstone appeared extremely magnificent.
This set of armor used to be the standard equipment of the Shadow Blade, but it surpassed the latter in terms of decoration and strength. The purple lady's symbol in the center of the breastplate was also embedded in other parts of the shoulder armor. A number of deadly claws replace the fingers in the monster-like hand guard, and a pink barbed whip is wrapped around the wrist of the other hand.
　　Rubitel picked up a book by the fire, stood up, and reverently turned the old pages until he found a complex figure composed of intertwined emblems.
　　 "We are ready, and once the sacrifice is complete, I can start the ceremony."
　　 Silas nodded.
　　 "Then you start."
　　 A moment later, with the hood on, the naked slaves all over brought in a woman, or a witch.