"From now on, pray that the Great Shaman will not notice us. Otherwise, even if we try our best to conceal our presence, we will not be able to escape his conscious perception."
Promi had been hiding in the orc territory for over a decade and was extremely wary of the orcs' perception abilities. At this time, he began to persuade Qin Mo to pray to the gods of the temple.
Qin Mo ignored him. It's better to rely on yourself than on others. He stopped the vortex of Yuan Liquid in his dantian from spinning, and the star vortex dimmed as much as possible. Little Nirvana Flame was even ordered to hide in the phoenix mark and not come out. He became extremely ordinary.
Heatherine had long since changed out of her eye-catching white gauze robe; now she was wearing one of Qin Mo's robes. It was only because she was quite tall that she could wear it.
"Halt! Who are you? No entry is permitted!"
The three finally stopped. A tall wooden wall surrounded a large area of ice, encircling the Bone Tower in the center. Guards at the gate stopped Qin Mo and the others.
"I am a guard of His Highness Arthas. I have brought messengers from the Kremlin. They have important matters to discuss with His Highness!"
"No matter who it is, they are not allowed to enter for the next few days! They can go see your prince in a few days!"
"What have you done to our prince? I haven't seen him in so long. It's my duty to protect him. You must let us in!"
Bamolev bravely stood before the orcs and said firmly, remembering Qin Mo's words: if Arthas really became a sacrifice, then his whole family would die!
"Let them in if they want to!" someone inside the gate ordered the guards.
The orc general guarding the gate gave Bamolev a cold look before opening the gate and letting the three of them in.
As Qin Mo passed through the gate, she glanced to the side and saw an orc warlord watching them with a cruel smile on his face.
After entering the village wall, there were densely packed tents and wooden houses, all filled with people, including Rakshasa and orcs, mostly young adults and children.
"Are they... all sacrifices?" Heatherine approached Qin Mo and asked in a low voice, her usually cold voice trembling slightly.
"Not just them, but us too. Why do you think that warlord let us in?"
"I'll definitely kill that guy when the time comes!" Heather said bitterly.
"Okay!" Qin Mo said simply and affirmatively.
“We used to be stationed in the wooden huts up ahead. We don’t know what’s inside that inner wall!” Bamolev pointed to a section of the wall near the bone tower, indicating that he couldn’t take Qin Mo and the others inside either.
Sure enough, the three were taken to a wooden hut and locked up, forbidden to move. This area was located between the outer and inner city walls, surrounded by many watchtowers that monitored them. The patrolling orc warriors looked at them as if they were already dead.
After a while, Bamolev was also taken to Qin Mo and the others' room and locked up with them.
"His Highness is missing... What do we do now? Should we break in... and rescue His Highness Arthas...?" Bamolev was extremely anxious, but he didn't know what to do. He placed all his hopes on Qin Mo and the others.
"Qin Mo, we're very close to the Bone Tower now. What do you think?" Promi couldn't help but ask Qin Mo, who was the only one who knew something about the Bone Tower.
"All I know is that when the blood sacrifice ritual begins, the High Priest will be restrained, and that's when his strength is at its weakest!" Qin Mo carefully recalled everything Wang Yushi had told him and made a difficult decision.
"Then...it will kill a lot of people outside!" Promi's face darkened, and he said sadly! (To chat about "Sailing and Conquest" with more like-minded people, follow "or" on WeChat to discuss your favorite books.)
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