Today is the holy sacrifice of Qingmengluo. All Qingmengluo gathered together and began to converge on the holy mountain.

The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter are very important figures. There are many tall and strong Qingmengluo people with a strong and powerful aura beside Morin and the others, surrounding them and moving forward slowly.

Morin sat on the huge bed. He turned his head slightly, his eyes moved slightly, and looked at the person sitting on another bed.

That's Annie.

Anne didn't seem to make any big movement, but her eyes were still looking over and meeting Maureen's gaze.

The corner of Morin's mouth curled up, he withdrew his gaze and felt relieved.

Soon, they arrived at the holy mountain.

There are many Qingmengluo in the holy mountain. They are whispering some low prayers. The atmosphere is solemn and dignified. For a moment, the air becomes different.

Among the numerous Qingmeng Luo, there are some Qingmeng Luo wearing black robes with gold patterns. They are the priests among the Qingmeng Luo and have certain spellcasting abilities.

"You are here, Qing Mengluo's children." The leader was a tall and thin man with gray hair, Qing Mengluo, who looked at Maureen and Annie and smiled.

This old man is the high priest of Qingmengluo. He has lived for a very long time and has unfathomable strength. He holds an extraordinary status in the entire Qingmengluo tribe.

"The high priest."

Maureen and Annie got off the bed, they saluted towards the high priest and greeted him in Qingmengluo's language. Before that, Maureen and Annie had obtained all the memories about Qingmengluo. At this time, they successfully disguised themselves as Qingmengluo, whether it was speaking, body shape, or faint breath, it could be said to be perfect, without any trace of their previous selves.

"Okay, you go up." The high priest looked at Maureen and Annie, the smile in his eyes almost overflowing. The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter were the hope for the future of Qingmengluo, so he naturally cared for them very much.

Maureen and Annie were very close to each other. They slowly walked up to the platform, where many young boys and girls were already kneeling.

Following the instructions of the priest on the platform, Maureen and Annie came to the front of the platform and knelt down in front of all the Qingmenglu boys and girls.

The sacrifice began. The priests on the platform kept reciting strange prayers. They twisted their bodies and performed a mysterious sacrificial dance.

Everything that should be done for the sacrifice has been done. What needs to be done next is for the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter to step forward and pray the final prayer to the holy mountain, hoping that the ancestors of Qingmengluo can protect their descendants.

Maureen and Anne walked to the front, wearing the gorgeous robes that belonged exclusively to the Son and Daughter of God, and bowed slightly towards the Holy Mountain.

Lilac smoke rose up, and their figures looked very blurry.

"Um?"

The high priest looked at Maureen and Annie and frowned slightly. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the Holy Son and Holy Daughter in front of him looked very strange.

It's hard to describe this feeling. Although the Son of God and the Holy Daughter looked no different from usual and could be said to be perfect and impeccable, the high priest had this feeling in his heart.

Just when the high priest wanted to do something, there was a loud bang and a horrible explosion was heard in the distant city. The explosions continued, and soon the whole city was shrouded in continuous flames.

"What?!"

"OMG……"

Qing Mengluo and others looked at the city in the distance and their faces changed.

"Damn it!" The high priest had an ugly look on his face. He didn't care about Morin and the others at this time. He moved his body and rushed to the city with many powerful Qingmengluo. The city was the foundation of their Qingmengluo and must not be lost.

"Okay, we can get started."

Maureen turned her head and looked at Anne, her expression extremely calm.

The explosion in the city was arranged by him last night. They were some means he had kept in mind long ago. After all, if he wanted to break into the holy mountain, it would cause a lot of noise, so he needed to use more means.

Anne didn't say anything, just nodded at Maureen.

Seeing this, Morin smiled.

He and Annie suddenly flashed out and turned into two faint shadows. They rushed across the short distance between them and the holy mountain and arrived in front of the holy mountain in an instant.

Anne placed her cut palm against the Holy Mountain, letting her blood fall on the stone wall of the Holy Mountain. At the same time, she moved her lips silently and chanted some strange witchcraft spells. A faint wave appeared in the Holy Mountain, and purple seals appeared one by one, emitting a dazzling glow.

When the light dimmed again, Maureen and Annie had disappeared.

The Holy Mountain is still the Holy Mountain, still the same as before, without any change.

"This..." The Qing Mengluo around were stunned when they saw this scene. They had dazed expressions on their faces and didn't know what to say.

In the distant city, flames were shooting into the sky and loud explosions were still heard from time to time.

Morin only felt a slight blur in front of his eyes, and when he looked around again, he was no longer on the holy mountain, but in a new place.

The surroundings were blood red, and there was a huge cave in front. The walls of the cave were still slowly wriggling, looking like the real flesh and blood of a living creature.

The cave here is very tall and big. Morin feels very small when he stands here.

Anne did not appear here, as if she had suddenly disappeared.

Morin looked at the palace in front of him and his eyes narrowed slightly. His body moved slightly, and thick layers of snake scales suddenly grew out, densely covering his whole body, making him look like a terrifying monster.

In the entire sealed area, Morin did not dare to be careless at all. In an instant, he changed into a half-snake state.

Looking at the deep passage leading inside, Morin didn't dare to go in without permission. He thought about it and whispered some witchcraft spells.

"Kandinosmamon..."

As Morin's spell sounded, two balls of black gas suddenly appeared on both sides of his body. The black gas changed and twisted, and turned into the shadows of two armored soldiers.

The figures of the two soldiers were faint and their bodies looked extremely blurry. They were wearing exquisite armor. One of them held a cross sword in his hand, while the other soldier carried a strong bow on his back.

"go!"

Morin pointed at the passage and shouted in a strange spell language.

With a whoosh, the two soldiers flashed and turned into a faint black wind, rushing into the passage in an instant.

Morin stood quietly where he was. He sensed the information coming from the two phantom warriors and couldn't help but frowned.

"It's empty inside, there are no living creatures. There are just some special materials and plants that grow in this special environment..." Morin whispered to himself.

He looked at the cave in front of him, was silent for a moment, and then slowly walked inside.

The walls were made of rocks, but at this moment, they looked like pieces of flesh and blood. Morin could even smell the fresh scent of flesh and blood from the rocks.

After walking for a while, Morin suddenly realized something was wrong.

Boom, boom, boom. A low sound came from the front. It was very low, but it carried an indescribable strange feeling. It came one after another, with an indescribable sense of rhythm and melody.

It sounded like the sound of a slowly beating drum, but more like the sound of a slowly beating heart.