Sigourney entered the underground space under the short tower silently.
A huge hollowed-out space, dotted with several huge stone pillars, surrounded by tall and steep stone walls, with staggered platforms carved out on the stone walls. The platforms and stone pillars are connected by cable bridges, forming a dense network above the underground space.
On the platform and on the cable bridge, skeleton guards stood in rows, with soul fire flickering faintly in their skulls. Their eyes were clearly two black holes, yet they gave people the illusion that they were staring straight at you.
The armored Death Knight was surrounded by an ominous black aura. He patrolled back and forth amid the clanging sounds of armor and the collision of weapons. Wherever his eyes looked, it seemed as if death was coming.
In the dark, more wizards have set up the "Eyes of the Dead" for monitoring, watching every movement in this space.
Under such strict security, Sigourney successfully blended into the crowd in the underground space.
That's right, it's a crowd, or a group of magical creatures.
Most of them were magical creatures, with only a few being humans. The total number was about five or six hundred, which was a huge fortune if put outside.
Wearing her own alchemical concealment tool, Sigourney walked closer with confidence and observed the people who were imprisoned and guarded there.
They were called prisoners and guards because it was obvious that these people's hands and feet were locked up with magic-suppressing shackles, and were linked together by chains.
Sigourney had some guesses as to their identities.
These people should all be the "commodities" of the mysterious organization, just like Yang Prince before, they were sold to Rachel as experimental materials.
The magical creatures and wizards here are commodities waiting to be sold.
They didn't know how long they had been in this dark underground, and they all sat down on the ground exhausted. Some people's eyes were already gray with despair, while some people's eyes were burning with hatred and the flame of unwillingness to admit defeat. They still insisted on observing their surroundings and thinking hard, as if they would escape immediately if they found an opportunity.
Sigourney walked around the underground space but couldn't find any other exit.
They came to eradicate the core base of the mysterious organization, but when they learned that the organization was preparing a sacrificial ceremony, they added a new goal: to interrupt and destroy the ceremony.
But there are only a large number of "commodities" imprisoned here, without any ceremony or high-level officials of the mysterious organization. It doesn't seem to be of any help to their actions. Why would Ash guide him to the bottom of this tower?
Sigourney believed in Ash's judgment. He stood in the corner, looking at the listless "commodities" gathered in the center, thinking...
According to the information Meng received, the sacrificial ceremony will be held tonight... Sacrificial ceremony?
Since it is a sacrifice, there must be offerings, right?
Could these "commodities" be sacrifices?
As I was thinking, a noisy sound suddenly came from the entrance above.
Sigourney looked up and saw another row of magical creatures and humans, their hands and feet locked with magic shackles and in a coma. They were floated by several wizards, walked out of the entrance, slowly floated down along the stairs carved out of the stone wall, and fell to the ground in a staggering manner.
Another batch of new "goods" has arrived.
Sigourney's eyes quickly swept across the faces of the goods, but halfway through, her eyes suddenly fixed on two familiar faces——
Mongolian?
simple?
Didn't these two infiltrate the secret alliance? Why did they appear here, as prisoners?
Was his identity exposed?
So is the news they brought true or false?
The questioning thought only popped up for a moment before being nipped in the bud by Sigourney.
It is always safe to do things through Meng.
There is absolutely no way that his identity was exposed.
He frowned, wondering if the two were hurt. Fortunately, they were both here, so he would go over and ask what happened.
However, there was no need for him to go over, the truth was automatically revealed before his eyes -
After Meng and Jane's team was escorted to the center of the field, the escorting wizards turned around and prepared to leave.
Among the people lying on the ground, there was a vampire who was probably very powerful. While the others were still unconscious, he struggled to open his eyes and sat up with difficulty. After sitting up, he was dazed for a moment, but soon judged his situation from the shackles on his hands and feet and the surrounding environment.
Perhaps something happened before he fell unconscious, so he looked at the wizard's back as he left, his dark red eyes filled with anger: "Why do you do this? We should be cooperating happily!"
"Oh, you're awake. You're worthy of being a high-level vampire." One of the wizards paused and tilted his head slightly. "For the sake of our previous pleasant cooperation, it's okay to tell you - the sacrificial ritual is too ancient, and there was a small problem. We need more sacrifices than originally planned. The time left for us to prepare is too short. Whether it's transferring goods from other places or capturing them on the spot, there are too many uncertain factors. We may not make it in time, the quantity and quality may not be up to par, or the noise may be too loud and be discovered by the association's lackeys..."
"You understand, right?" He smiled oddly. "I have no choice but to ask you, the Secret Alliance, to be the guest sacrifice. Who told you that your numbers and quality are just enough, and your presence in the Wizard Association is particularly low-key? You hide so well under the nose of the Association, even if you all disappear, the Association won't be able to detect it at all, right?"
The vampire seemed to know about the sacrificial ritual, but he didn't expect that the fire would burn him, so his expression was filled with anger and a hint of disbelief: "Us? Sacrifice? Are you kidding?! Aren't you afraid of arousing the wrath of the Camarilla!"
"Afraid?" The wizard's voice was strange, "How could the Secret Alliance know?"
"What's the meaning?"
"Leigu Town is summoning black-robed wizards to enter the Undead Swamp. After receiving the news, you organized an ambush, preparing to capture all these black-robed wizards in one fell swoop and deal a heavy blow to the Wizard Association. Unfortunately, dozens of companions died heroically in the battle - the Secret Alliance will regard you as heroes." The wizard said slowly, "Is this a good reason?"
The Camarilla often clashes with the Wizarding Society.
No one would be surprised that such an action would be organized.
As for sacrifice?
It's even more normal.
The wizard laughed again: "You have a good and knowledgeable boss."
The vampire was stunned. He looked around and seemed to finally realize that their leader who was responsible for liaison with the organization was not here.
They were sold out by their boss.
They were treated as "commodities" and sold as "sacrifices" by their own people.
They have cooperated with a mysterious organization and have sold countless of their own kind and humans. Now it is their turn to be sold?
He stood there in a daze, not even knowing when the wizard who escorted them left.
Sigourney, who had watched the whole thing from beginning to end, finally understood what was going on.
He knew in advance that there was a force in the Secret Alliance that was secretly connected with the mysterious organization and was involved in the trafficking of magical creatures.
Now it seems that this force is not peaceful either.
Look, these people in front of us were all sold out by their own people.
It's really ironic, how many of the "goods" I saw before were brought here through their hands. And now, they have also fallen into the same situation.
Those who betrayed their own people will eventually be betrayed by their own companions.
Sigourney sneered, and with silent and light steps, she walked towards Meng and Jane, carrying the napping Ash on her back.
Those two guys didn't faint.
He was so worried just now that he didn't investigate carefully. Now that he came to his senses and took another look, based on his understanding of Meng, he immediately recognized that this person was pretending to be unconscious, and he acted really well.
He came to Meng's side silently and kicked Meng's waist lightly.
This kind of kicking...
Sigourney?
Meng's heart moved, and he opened his eyes dazedly, pretending to have just woken up. From confusion to shock, he even controlled the changes in his emotions very well. After he was fully awake, he shook Jian beside him and said anxiously: "Wake up! What's going on? We are imprisoned!"
As he spoke, he went to see the first vampire who woke up and asked in panic, "Brother Leman? What happened? I had lunch just before I lost consciousness. Is there something wrong with my lunch?"
The vampire Lehman was still immersed in disbelief at being betrayed by his own people, so he ignored him when he heard his words.
However, after such a loud shout, the magical creatures and wizards who had fallen to the ground gradually woke up.
The same shock, confusion and fear.
Especially when they discovered the magic-proof shackles on their bodies and recognized the underground cave they had visited before as traders - they clearly realized that they had been reduced from traders to trading items.
They knew what a terrible end the traded items would have.
The emptiness of losing power, the huge gap in identity and the absolutely bleak prospects made their emotions precarious. From exploring what happened to discussing how to get out of the current situation, they soon started quarreling and venting their anger.
The movement on their side inevitably attracted the "commodities" that had been staying here before on the other side.
At first, they just looked over numbly, thinking that it was just another batch of poor commodities like them, just like before. But soon, some of them recognized a few familiar faces among the newcomers - they were the ones who deceived them and sold them to this organization!
"That's Lehman! He sold us out!" someone shouted.
Lehman and his team were in the Camarilla, and they took in many wandering magical creatures under the name of the Camarilla. However, they took in these fellow creatures but did not include them in the Camarilla. Instead, after gaining their trust, they sold them to the mysterious organization.
Now, the same tribesmen they betrayed recognized them.
“Hahahahahaha!” The magical creature, who had originally had numb eyes, saw the situation of Lehman and the others. There was actually a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he laughed happily, “What’s wrong with you? Internal strife? Were you deceived and betrayed by your own people? Bah! You have come to this day too!!”
They were shackled and chained together, but they were not fixed in place and could still move as long as everyone moved together.
At this moment, they seemed to have some tacit understanding. They stood up at the same time and moved towards Lehmann and the others with one mind.
Even if their magic power is restricted, their bodies are weak, and they have no strength left, they are determined to beat to death those guys who took advantage of their trust and put them in such a situation!
If your fists are weak, use your feet. If your feet don’t work, use your teeth to bite!
If they can't bite it, they will pile up one on top of the other and crush these scammers to death!
The scene suddenly became chaotic.
But the skeleton guards or death knights watching around, or the wizards hiding behind, were unable to stop them.
After all... no matter how hard the magical creatures and wizards wearing anti-magic shackles fight, no one will die.
Meng and Jian took the opportunity to retreat to the back corner and "impatiently" discussed what they should do now.
Meng: "It seems like he is going to be used as a sacrifice?"
Jane: “Yeah.”
Meng: "Scary! The ceremony is tonight, right? I don't know what they are going to summon. Their appetite is too big, requiring so many sacrifices, eh."
Jane: “Yeah.”
Meng: "It would be great if someone could disrupt the ritual."
Jane: “Yeah.”
Meng: "But the location of the ceremony is not here. Will there be a righteous person who can find that place? Even we don't know the correct location of the ceremony. This organization is hiding it too well!"
Jane: “Yeah.”
Meng: "Before the ceremony begins, we, the sacrifices, will be transported there, right? Well, that's the only time we can find the location of the ceremony."
Jane: “Yeah.”
Meng: "I hope justice will come from heaven and we can teleport over there to kill him! The top leaders of this evil organization will definitely be at the ceremony!"
Jane: “Yeah.”
Meng's acting was vivid and lifelike, without any trace, while Jane's performance was a little dry. But fortunately, Jane herself had no emotional fluctuations and did not seem to be abnormal.
The two of them continued their conversation, revealing the current situation to Sigourney who was listening in secret nearby.
The sacrificial ceremony is confirmed to be tonight√
Unable to determine the target of the summon√
The location of the ceremony cannot be determined, but it is definitely not here√
If you want to go to the ceremony site, you can only wait for the time when the offerings are delivered√
The ceremony site can be captured in one fell swoop√
After delivering all the information, Meng hid his achievements and fame, retreated into a corner, and watched with relish the fight between the newbies in front of him.
If the communication tools were not unusable in the Swamp of the Dead, he would have passed the news he got later to Sigourney long ago, and he wouldn't have to risk his life, pretending to be knocked unconscious by the potion and being sent here.
Of course, there is another reason.
Meng Xinlei glanced at Jane Fairbairns, who was standing beside him with a cold face. This guy was obsessed with killing his enemies. If he had the chance to sneak in here, he would definitely seize the opportunity - no matter what means he used.
He couldn't abandon his companions.
At least in this operation, they are companions.
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