Chapter 119
After laughing for a long time, the poison puppet master finally stopped laughing.
He is now extremely happy.
The items auctioned in the previous underground black auction were his "masterpieces" that he had worked hard on for two years. However, they were only tested in the open for a few months, and a few insignificant people died, before they were targeted by a special group that sniffed out the scent like hyenas.
Those who spent money to buy the invitations had clearly started the bidding. As long as they accepted his work, even if only one person succeeded, he would dissect that person alive and find out the right path!
It was such a supreme honor to die for his work, but in the end — it was all ruined by these malicious people!
When he thought about the work he had worked so hard to create being buried forever in that ruin, his eyes turned bloodshot with hatred!
The Poison Puppet Master turned his gaze to the Black Phoenix and the Pond Heron on the ground. A sinister voice flowed out from the strange black mist: "So what if you escaped last time? Aren't you going to become part of the sacrifice to my Lord now?"
The insoluble bones had all been recovered by the Alien Bureau. He could not find a substitute material with the same effect in a short period of time, so his experiment had to be terminated.
But here, is a large sacrificial formation that was set up after many like-minded people had searched for it for many years and spent nearly a hundred years in total!
So what if the resurrection formation is destroyed? No one can stop what is happening here!
The black mist rolled in, and a skinny hand stretched out from the mist again. The hand with nails shining with a strange black light grabbed the black phoenix and the pond heron and walked around the stone platform.
He picked out the two demons with the weakest breath on the stone platform, untied the "stone nails" on them, and threw the two demons on the stone wall like throwing away garbage, making a muffled "bang" sound. The two demons with weak breath slid down the stone wall and fell to the ground, with a pool of blood under them.
He picked up the two unconscious birds and nailed them to the positions that the two monsters had just vacated. The "stone nails" pierced into the wings, and soon bright red blood dripped down, drop by drop into the blood trough under the stone platform.
"The effects of a demon with abundant spiritual power are just different..." He laughed a few more times, "You should feel honored to die for such a great sacrificial formation!"
After he fixed Xuanfeng and Chilu, he dealt with the gaze he had just felt.
He turned his head and saw the little kid in the center of the formation, who was tied up with a rope made of Yin energy, crying silently and looking at him with fear in his eyes, not daring to make a sound - his frightened look pleased the poison puppet master to a great extent.
The little brat is indeed interesting. If those frightened eyes were dug out and preserved, they would surely be a beautiful work of art.
A strange black mist enveloped the Poison Puppet Master, and a trace of regret flashed across his face. What a pity...
This kid has pure Yin bones in his body, which is an extremely rare material in such a sacrificial formation. He must survive intact until the last moment of the formation's activation to be useful.
After checking the center of the formation again and confirming that there were no problems, the Poison Puppet Master left to prepare the last thing he needed.
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Unlike Tu Jiaojiao and his companions who went straight to the center of the formation, Yu Tu led the black cat to search for people in circles in a spiral order. Although the speed was slow, it ensured that no node was missed.
The open space at the end of each corridor was the same as the first one they came in. The "stone pillars" that were thick at the top and thin at the bottom, shaped like steel nails, pierced through people's hearts and fixed them firmly to the ground.
After the spiral turned three times, Yu Tu stopped.
The corpses they encountered were both male and female, and each was the size of an adult. However, in the process of searching for people, Yu Tu had already made contact with Xuanmaogou, and the person it wanted to save was a child.
If a few of them are just coincidences, the fact that they are all like this probably means that there is some special need for this formation.
Since the sacrifice required an adult, the mastermind behind the scenes still wanted to capture a child, which only shows that this child is very important to the formation.
If my guess is correct, the child probably won't be at the node of any corridor, but at the center of this strange sacrificial formation.
The center of the formation is the most important "core" of all formations. If the mastermind behind the scenes is now in this underground mass grave, there is nothing else to think about except the center of the formation.
Yu Tu sighed silently in his heart.
Sorry for the trouble...
I don’t know whether Group 9 is capable and whether they have taken down the person behind the formation.
Yu Tu stood there for a while, then turned and headed towards the corridor facing north. No matter what the situation was, he still had to go over and take a quick look first.
By going directly north without making a detour, Yu Tu's speed increased a lot. After walking through two corridors inside, he found that the time of death of the corpses nailed by "stone nails" in the open space had changed.
If the bodies in the outermost circle had been dead for about five hours, then the further in we went, the shorter the time it took for the bodies to die. When we reached the eighth circle, the blood flowing from the bodies had not dried up, but was still wet; when we reached the ninth circle, the blood in the blood trough was still warm.
The person nailed by the "stone nail" is still alive!
At this moment, Yu Tu no longer cared about the risk of being discovered by the person behind the scenes. Since he was going to the center of the formation, the probability of being discovered was absolutely 100%, and he could not hide for long.
As he walked along, tragic scenes kept impacting his mind. The patterns formed by the blood-guiding grooves silently told the sin of this underground cave.
Yu Tu squatted down decisively and transferred energy into the body of this living person, but as soon as the energy was transferred in, Yu Tu's hands froze - after the energy traveled around the human body, the only result it responded with was "no hope".
The person who was nailed had his internal organs dried out beyond recognition, all the moisture had been squeezed out, like the leftover sugarcane residue, with only the exterior still barely intact.
Yu Tu's action of transferring energy to him seemed to awaken his consciousness. The nailed man trembled and opened his eyes. His lips trembled slightly, opening and closing like a fish out of water. His eyes were fixed on Yu Tu, filled with a strong desire to survive. Even though it was extremely painful, he still wanted to live.
But perhaps the act of seeking help consumed his last bit of energy, or perhaps it was a last burst of energy, his pupils suddenly dilated - he was dead.
There were no last words, no requests, nothing was too late, just a look at each other.
Life is fragile and vulnerable in the face of death.
Yu Tu's hand was still on his neck, but the faint beating had disappeared, and the still slightly warm body quickly turned cold. The pattern on the "stone nail" lit up for a moment, and the corpse instantly became as cold as a strange piece of ice.
This was the first time that Yu Tu faced the entire process of human death.
The energy was still swirling in the body, feeding back the message of "death" over and over again.
Yu Tu slowly, slowly withdrew his hand.
"I couldn't save him," he said.
The black cat squatting on his shoulder didn't quite understand why he was sad about the death of a stranger. He had already done his best, and he didn't kill the person, so why should he still be sad?
Humans are really weird and complicated, the cat thought.
It arched Yu Tu's neck and made a "hulu hulu" sound.
Yu Tu touched it, and Xuan Mao felt his hand was very cold.
Yu Tu said, "I am a little tempted to go back on my word."
This dead stranger had nothing to do with him. He didn't know his name, his age, identity, or growth experience. The only intersection between them was that Yu Tu had just tried to save him, and that was it.
Yu Tu knew that the best way now was to sneak into the heart of the formation quietly, try to find out the target of Black Cat's life, and then they would escape quickly, not caring about anything and not looking at anything.
This should be the best solution.
But when Yu Tu looked into the corpse's eyes, he couldn't make up his mind.
Too many people died in this bizarre sacrificial array. Perhaps some of them were cultists who sacrificed themselves voluntarily, but more were ordinary people who were innocently dragged into it and died.
Just like the one in front of him.
In the eyes of the people behind the scenes, they are consumables, materials for setting up formations, but not living people.
In their comics, death is outlined, perhaps just a background board in the storyboard, a passerby who has nothing to do with the itching.
The life of a passerby...isn’t it also life?
They also have families, good friends, their own lives, and a light waiting for them to return home.
But now, there is nothing.
The thoughts in Yu Tu's mind were very chaotic, and everything seemed to happen in a flash, so he did not feel that there were strands of energy in the corridor, so subtle that it was almost imperceptible, rushing towards him.
"Let's go." Yu Tu stood up and helped the black cat that almost fell off his shoulder, "Let's go to the center of the formation."
The sacrificial formation that requires a lot of effort usually takes "nine" as the extreme number, the ninth circle, which is the last circle close to the center of the formation.
Yu Tu walked towards the corridor heading north. He felt that his mind was calmer than ever before.
Why not give it a try?
Yu Tu thought as he walked forward.
Isn't the worst outcome just having to pay another installment payment?
There will always be a day when the installment payment is completed.
The view suddenly opened up and the corridor came to an end.
Yu Tu saw an altar that looked like white marble. The white altar was covered with scarlet patterns. The red and white colors complemented each other, and it was both holy and terrifying.
The outermost circle of the altar has nine stone platforms, each of which has a demon fixed on it with a "stone nail". The inner circle of the altar is flat, and a child of about six or seven years old lies on it.
Yu Tumai walked up to the altar, with a black cat on his shoulder and dense scarlet patterns under his feet.
As he walked forward step by step, the "stone nail" went from being calm to trembling, and finally to making a buzzing sound.
Yu Tu stepped into the inner circle, and the rope transformed from Yin Qi retreated madly as if it had encountered a natural enemy, and disappeared into the child's bones.
Yu Tu bent down and picked up the child in the center of the formation.
At the same time, the buzzing "stone spikes" all turned into dust. The demons, having lost their support, were lifted up by an invisible force and floated lightly to the ground.