If wizards are the eternal enemies of demons, then the Black Prison is the eternal nightmare of demons.
The Black Prison is a prison set up by wizards for demons. It was originally called the First Prison of the Wizards Alliance. This prison is hidden deep in the Silent Forest. Hundreds of monsters are imprisoned every year, but no one ever comes out alive.
This prison is like a black hole, swallowing up all information.
So it is feared by demons and is called the Black Prison.
After the wizards found out, they simply changed the name of the prison to Black Prison to frighten the demons active in the outside world.
And now, the little guy who came out of the black prison is standing in the cabin.
The captain of the Mist rested his chin on his hand and looked at her with a smile.
This is a little girl of six or seven years old, with pink makeup and jade, very cute; her big black eyes are watery, looking at the tall captain, smiling happily, completely unaware of the person in front of her. How terrible the monster is.
"She comes from the dark prison." The captain glanced sideways at the banshee.
"Yes." Nikita lowered his head.
"They say it was an abyss. How did she climb out?" The captain pinched the little girl's face and asked with great interest.
"Her mother was the warden of the Underworld."
"Why protect her"
"When I was a wizard, her mother was me "Mentor." Nikita answered quickly. She knew that she had to convince the man in front of her. These sentences had been brewing in her heart for many days. "She has been corroded by the demon blood of the original species, and sooner or later she will be transformed." The consequences of being in the university, so I was entrusted with taking her away. I owe my life to my mentor, so I have to protect her." "That's ridiculous." The captain of the Mist shook his head.
Nikita knew what he meant.
It is indeed very ridiculous for a demon to keep its promise of food.
Perhaps, deep down in her heart, there is still a trace of unrealistic expectations.
"Why don't you go back to the Lich King's territory?" The captain stood up and threw the white cloak he was wearing into the armchair.
“I have gone back.” Nikita replied in a harsh voice, “But she is still not transformed. The old lichs want to send her to the test bed, the little lichs want to eat her, and even I My friends are all eager to move on to her."
"Why are you here?"
"My teacher told me that she has no chance of survival until she gets on this ship."< /p>
"Didn't your teacher tell you the rules for getting on the ship?" The captain's blue-black lips curled up.
"Rules" the banshee looked at the captain blankly, "Aren't the captain's words the rules?"
"Although I really like your compliment, I must tell you the rules of boarding the ship. It was drawn up by His Majesty the Siren King." The captain shook his finger and nodded at the two prey in front of him, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face. "Everyone who boards the ship must bring a bag with him.Bring your own offerings. "
Nikita's heart suddenly tightened, and she looked at the captain with a pale face.
"Sacrifice" her voice was hoarse due to fear.
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Sacrifices are items used in sacrifices.
Wizards are accustomed to using sandalwood, talismans, fine wine, and delicacies during sacrifices; in more solemn sacrifices, they will also offer three animals. In other words, sacrifice is just a ceremony to remember the ancestors, and it only occasionally acts as a bridge between yin and yang.
The sacrifice of demons is completely different.
The demons have a long history. Historical inheritance. Their ancestors believed that the world originated from a great true spirit, and every life was a descendant of the true spirit, and the true spirit controlled the misfortunes and blessings of each descendant of the true spirit. The demons will perform simple sacrifices before each feast, and hold a grand banquet after each sacrifice. . Because fresh flesh and blood is the food of true spirits and the delicacies of demons.
“So I need to choose a suitable sacrifice among you. "The captain of the Mist looked at the two of them gently, his dark red eyes not wavering at all. "First of all, your names. "
He snapped his fingers, and the dark oil lamp on the table immediately burst into green flames.
An old elf with a pointed head, round ears, and a gray beard emerged from the darkness. He slowly climbed out, climbed onto the table, shivering, and spread out a gray-white animal skin picture.
In the center of the picture was a black scale, as if it had been painted with charcoal from the embers. The edges are rough and the structure is simple. The animal skin is covered with dark red runes, and a faint red light shines in the dim cabin.
Nikita's lips squirmed, and her mind was filled with confusion. Blank.
Sacrifice means death
This is the closest she has come to death since she was six years old. Week after week. "The little girl next to her pursed her lips and timidly reported her name.
The old elf roughly grabbed her little hand, pierced her arm with black nails, and dipped her fingers into the fluid. With the blood flowing out, write the word "zhou" on the left side of the scale.
"The word "zhou" comes from the mouth and the word. A long time ago, it represented the best human and animal products. . "The captain turned his back to them and was admiring the brilliant scene outside through the narrow window in the cabin.
Behind him, the little girl covered her arms and sobbed quietly.
The old man The elf poked the sluggish banshee next to him with his long finger.
"Nikita. "The banshee murmured.
Her name was filled in on the right side of the scale.
The green flame on the oil lamp rose up and shone on the old elf's vicissitudes of life. It looks particularly gloomy.
“Now, you two are reciting a Fu Wei Shang Sutra in front of His Majesty the Siren King’s shrine. "Lao JingWith a hoarse voice, Ling pointed to a small dark section on the table that looked like a tree stump.
The Fu Wei Shang Sutra is a sutra that must be sung before demons feast and offer sacrifices. It is said to be the teachings of the true spirit recorded by the demon king in ancient times. Demons who do not obey the commandments will lose the blessings of the true spirit.
Nikita was very familiar with these prayers.
The old elf sang a line in its strange tone, and Nikita and Zhou Zhou followed it.
"Use a big fight to pray for the yellow clouds; the yellow clouds stand on the back to bring hope. The longevity test is only for Qi, and the scenery is good, and the mourning is sad, but the blessing is still good"
The whole sutra has less than 300 words and can be sung in less than five minutes.
The dark red runes on the gray-white animal skins bloomed with dazzling red light as the lingering sounds of the chant lingered, reflecting the figures of the people in the cabin on the bulkhead, making them look ferocious and ferocious. distortion.
In the red light, Zhou Zhou’s little hands tightly grasped Nikita’s robe.
Nikita crossed her arms, sat on the floor, and buried her head deeply in her knees.
Break into the Silent Forest in order to survive.
Escape from the Silent Forest in order to stay alive.
Break into the Lich King’s territory in order to survive.
Escape from the Lich King’s territory in order to survive.
Struggling for so long.
Is it finally coming to an end?
On the gray-white animal skin picture, the scales are swinging left and right.
The old elf panicked and asked the captain for help. The captain grabbed its ears and threw it from the window into the sea.
"Choose one for yourselves." The captain wiped his hands with a white silk handkerchief, and then threw the silk handkerchief out of the window.
On the table, the green oil lamp flickered several times and finally went out. Light blue smoke curled up, lingering in the small cabin.
"If we can't live together, then let us live together." Zhou Zhou whispered in her ear and said, "I haven't changed yet and can't eat people."
The banshee raised her head and glanced at the little witch. Her teeth were bared and her eyes were bright.
Short-term memories flooded her like a tide.
"Sister, this uncle is so ugly." In the Lich King's territory, the little witch pointed at Nikita's Lich teacher and whispered into her ear.
"When I grow up, I will catch a group of little wizards for you to eat and throw one away." Standing in front of the bonfire, the little witch waved her little hands in an arrogant manner.
"Sister, if you're hungry, just bite your fingers and you won't be hungry anymore." On the way to escape, the little witch comforted her when she was not even drinking water.
The banshee howled.
"What a fascinating smell." The captain of the Mist turned his head and looked into the cabin. He took a deep breath, looking intoxicated, and his tone became warmer and warmer, "exuding fear and despair, still trying to struggle, even if it is just the slightest bit of light, he still holds on tightly and refuses to let go."
"Maybe. Your teacher knows you can still seeA ray of light brought you here. "
Nikita felt chilled to the bone.
"You can let go now. "
Nikita burst into tears.
She knew that she was about to fall into the deepest darkness.
The captain looked at her gently.
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Watching Nikita sobbing and chewing
Watching the thin blood streaks sliding down the corners of her mouth
Watching them melt together in despair. One body.
The blood at the corner of his mouth was sweet and warm.
But Nikita's stomach began to feel cold.
This chill would soon spread. The whole body will remain cold.