Vol 2 Chapter 604: Lucky number

"Seven years ago, when Modric's mine tunnel was digging down, he found a huge underground space, which seemed to have been dug out deliberately." The obsidian figure shook the air and quickly said: "We are inside. I found an ancient book that recorded some taboo knowledge."
"Isn't there any wonder why there is underground space in the mine?" Xu Yichen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Don't tell me you haven't doubted it at all."
"No, no one has ever doubted it. From the day that the ancient book was discovered, all people who had come into contact with those things had focused on those books, and no one had considered other issues." The obsidian figure shook. Shaking his head: "It's like having an invisible hand, grabbing our attention and refusing to let go."
"Those ancient books are made of human skins. I don’t know what methods have been used to deal with them. They cannot be damaged." The obsidian figure continued: "I and Modric left the other known miners, slaves, and guards there. The only exit is blocked."
Xu Yichen nodded without interrupting.
"Books record all kinds of knowledge that we just need to use. It's a coincidence, but we are all used to it at that time." The obsidian doll said to the demon hunter: "You know how many slaves there are in this big mine every year. Die in it?"
"I guess this is an amazing number?" Xu Yichen extinguished the torch, hoping to slow down the rate of oxygen consumption, but the sultry air still made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Seven, seven people a day." The obsidian figure said a number that was somewhat unexpected by the demon hunter. He originally thought it would be a very scary number.
To be honest, even if the other party told him that this mountain was piled up from corpses, he wouldn't feel much.
However, Xu Yichen felt that there was something wrong with this number. Compared with the number, this number obviously has a deeper meaning, and among them, the most obvious is the religious meaning.
"Seven is the holy number of that great loving father. Since we discovered those books, the number of people who die every day in this mine has been constant. There are seven people every day, two hundred and ten people per month, two hundred per year. There are a thousand five hundred and fifty-five people. As of today, it has been exactly seven years, and there are 17,885 people, one is not many, one is not a lot."
"So it seems that Nurgle is really kind here." Xu Yichen picked up a piece of obsidian and rubbed [Elegant Ripper] back and forth on it.
"No, it's not kindness, it's fear." The fear of the obsidian figure crossed the air and passed into the ears of the demon hunter: "Once, there was a mine disaster, and more than 70 miners and slaves were sealed in. Inside the mine, we worked hard for three days, but failed to dig through the tunnel. The air inside was exhausted. Everyone must die, but they are still alive."
"We worked hard for another four days. On the seventh day, we finally got through the tunnel and found that it had collapsed again long ago. Everyone was under the stone." The obsidian figure told a horrifying story in a narrative tone: " In seven days of rescue time, we took out a total of forty-nine human-shaped bodies, and the people behind were still alive."
"Even if their heads are smashed, those people will not breathe, their chests are still undulating, and their hearts are still beating vigorously, even though there is no blood in that body for a long time." The obsidian figure paused: "The ones present Half of the miners were crazy, and then Modric and I looked for a chance to kill them in the city."
"Seven, the number of deaths here is only seven every day. There are enough people. Even if they are crushed into meat sauce, they have to wait until the next day. The boundary between life and death here has long been blurred." The obsidian portrait sighed. He sighed: "When we realize that this place has become an altar for a loving father and we are offering sacrifices to Him every day, it is already too late. The sacrifices of seven people every day are prepared to call this plague. When we really figure it out, it’s too late. Either choose to go with the wrong people or become the undead.

"Not only that, in the past few years, as long as the corpses are buried in the mine, after seven days, they will become part of the big mine, and they will become the minerals we urgently need." The obsidian figure said quickly: "We want Everything you need can be found in those books and can be obtained through the big mine."
"This is a living mine, and Modric's goal is here. He sacrificed the entire city to his father, including us, which is only part of Modric's dream of immortality." Obsidian The portrait laughed sadly: "Give me a good time. All your efforts are in vain. Now Modric has already reached the lowest level. Just now he was part of him and wanted to swallow me~EbookFREE.me~ Then you Why are you here?" Xu Yichen asked: "Don't tell me you are a victim, tell me how can I stop Modric? How can this plague end completely?"
"Kill Modric, the cancer of immortality is completely over. Everything that happens here is controlled by Modric." The obsidian figure looked at the flame that had burned to his waist: "If you can't kill him, At 7 o'clock tomorrow morning, he will complete the assimilation of the entire Wind's Breath Fort. Now his real body has almost filled the third floor, right?"
"As for me, I'm just a little guy who wants to stand out. I don't have the courage to resist." Viscount Amos said to the demon hunter for the last time: "Give me a good time! I have already told you what I know. "
"No, I'm going to see what you are afraid of." Xu Yichen turned on [Red Time] and instantly cut off the opponent's arms, leaving only a body without limbs: "There are tens of thousands of people in the Wind Breath Fort. I don’t want you to die so easily, right?"
Xu Yichen threw two arms into the mine, and then pushed the obsidian figure's remains to the edge of the hole: "Good luck, Lord Amos, hold on for a while and help me delay. "
"You have no chance. He has completed most of the sacrificial ritual. Only me and the survivors of less than three thousand people in the city. I and them are not important at all." The tone of the obsidian figure is even though there is Frustrated, but not hysterical because of the demon hunter’s change of mind: "For some reason, the great benevolent father has become less demanding of sacrifices recently. I think the current level is enough for Modric to impress the great mercy. Father."
Xu Yichen glanced at the nobleman who still didn't dare to call the name Nagu before he died, and left without looking back.