Chapter 586 The True Name of the Goddess Qingyue Deep in the desolate western lands.
In the depths of an ancient tomb, a flash of white light appeared as Kaspian, accompanied by powerful members of the Mad Cult and some fanatics, appeared on a stone platform deep within the tomb.
The ancient tomb was extremely dark, with only a few luminous pearls illuminating the way.
The stone platform was located in the center of the room, which was filled with a rotten smell and was filled with dust and sand.
Kaspian looked at the deacon beside him and gave the order:
"Ahem, send a message to the main force of the Mad Order, telling them not to return to Chaos City, and tell Elder Axel to bring his troops to the old place I took him to before."
"This is a map of the area. If you want to find the 'human messenger,' go out and look for it. There should be a small country nearby."
Kaspian took another bottle of black potion and tossed a parchment map to the church deacon.
The steward took the map and nodded hurriedly, leading the others to leave the ancient tomb according to the map's markings in search of the human messenger.
"Sir, you..."
A fanatic standing next to Caspian looked at Caspian with a worried expression.
Kaspian said, "I need quiet to heal. You all stay outside and don't allow anyone to enter, except for a few elders."
The fanatic nodded: "Yes, sir."
Kaspian entered a secret chamber in the tomb, closed the stone door, and several fanatics stood guard at the doorway.
Inside the secret room, Kaspian coughed up another mouthful of blood, his eyes darkening as he looked at the blood-stained, dust-covered ground.
“Raine…” Caspian’s eyes were as cold as a venomous snake.
Then, Kaspian took out a huge circular stone platform from the magical artifact.
This stone platform, covered in blood, was the altar that Kaspian once used to offer sacrifices to the God of Chaos. Beneath the bloodstains on the altar were engraved the magic circle used in the sacrifice to the God of Chaos.
Kaspian can do without everything in the chaotic city, but he cannot do without this altar!
Kaspian placed the altar firmly in the center of the room and infused the magic circle with chaotic energy.
Because there were no offerings this time, Kaspian looked ashamed and remorseful.
The realm of the gods.
The god of chaos, Tobias, has been extremely unstable lately because a certain goddess is constantly causing trouble for the kingdom of chaos.
In the divine palace within the chaotic realm of gods, Tobias gritted his teeth as he looked at the report in his hand.
"What is Peronexius trying to do?! Has she gone mad?!"
"Didn't the Chaotic God Kingdom already give her the southern region of faith it controlled? Why are they still causing trouble?!"
"Does he really think I, Tobias, am afraid of her?!"
The priest who delivered the report to Tobias stood quietly beside him, his eyes showing neither joy nor sorrow.
Just then, a call from the lower realms arose in Tobias's mind.
Tobias took a deep breath, tossed the report aside, and focused his attention on responding to Caspian's summons.
...
As Tobias responded, a cross-shaped spatial rift reappeared above the altar.
The cross-shaped fissure floated silently in the air, as if somewhat surprised that there were no offerings this time.
"What do you need, my faithful servant?" Tobias's booming voice came from the crack in the cross.
Kaspian immediately knelt down and prostrated himself before the cross-shaped fissure.
"Great God of Chaos, your most loyal servant Kaspian pays you the highest respect."
As he spoke, tears welled up in Caspian's eyes, and he sobbed as he recounted his story.
"My lord, Kaspian has disappointed you. These swine in the lower realms actually deny your existence!"
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