Chapter 4: The Thorn Ancient Tree Uprising
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How terrible would be if "Thorns Lord" was angry?
The black-cloaked monster at the head could not even imagine it.
All he could say was that the consequences would be severe!
"Priest, I'll send someone to investigate immediately!"
The black-cloaked monster shuddered and replied quickly.
"You! You! And you few, come with me!"
"Let's go and see what's going on with the prey m******e. Why haven't the sacrificial offerings been sent over yet."
The black-cloaked monster chose several accomplices to go to the dungeon.
"This is bad."
Su Xiaoye's heart skipped a beat when he saw five or six black-cloaked monsters with weapons coming over.
He was not as powerful as his father, so it was difficult for him to deal with five or six black-cloaked monsters at the same time.
Now, the best strategy was to run away.
Su Xiaoye immediately returned along the original path and quickly retreated, then climbed up the spiral staircase.
At the end of the staircase, Su Xiaoye saw Peter and Branni.
Branni supported Peter and stood in front of the closed iron gate, looking desperate.
Seeing this, Su Xiaoye knew that the iron gate must have been closed by the accomplice of the black-cloaked monster.
The handprints on the iron gate were left by those who once escaped to the iron gate.
"Move aside."
Su Xiaoye asked Branni and Peter to step aside, and then he raised his foot and kicked hard in the air.
With a loud bang, the rusty iron gate, which had been deformed, finally could not bear the sudden force and flew out of the wall.
Branni and Peter were stunned.
It was so wild and violent!
One kick flew the iron gate!
"My God! Oriental man, is this Kung Fu?" Peter exclaimed in surprise.
He had despised Su Xiaoye and the Chinese in his heart before, but now he was shocked.
"Quickly! Upstairs! There are still people upstairs!"
At this time, the voice of the black-cloaked monster came from below the spiral staircase.
Branni and Peter were scared and ran to the courtyard of the Thorn Castle to escape through the gate.
Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!
A few sounds of breaking the air rang out.
Several arrows turned into cold light and instantly pierced through Branni and Peter's chests.
Seeing this, Su Xiaoye did not cross the courtyard, but walked along the corridor.
Looking up from the corridor, he found that there were black-cloaked monsters on the rooftops of the castle.
These black-cloaked monsters all held primitive cold weapons and arrows in their hands.
It seemed that the figure Branni saw before was one of the black-cloaked monsters.
"I'm afraid I've fallen into the nest of some secret society or cult group?" Su Xiaoye felt a bit ridiculous.
He originally came here to investigate the whereabouts of his father after he disappeared.
But he encountered such a thing.
"Hurry up! Hurry up! They're here!"
"There's still someone escaping. Catch him quickly and don't let them escape!"
"These are all sacrificial offerings. If there are not enough sacrificial offerings, Thorns Lord will be angry."
Three or four black-cloaked monsters came out of the spiral staircase one after another.
Two of them chased Su Xiaoye.
The other two ran to the courtyard to drag Branni and Peter's bodies.
These were all important sacrificial offerings!
"Stop! Don't run!"
"Stop now!"
The other two black-cloaked monsters chased Su Xiaoye.
Su Xiaoye sneered, "If there are many of you, I'm still a little apprehensive. But just you two, it's not enough for me to kill!"
Su Xiaoye suddenly turned back, reached into his jeans pocket, and took out a folding knife to kill the two black-cloaked monsters.
The black-cloaked monsters were surprised to see Su Xiaoye turn back, but then they were delighted.
Since he foolishly came back to die, it would save them the trouble of chasing him all over the castle.
"You'd better be a sacrificial offering."
"Die!"
When the two black-cloaked figures shouted loudly, Su Xiaoye crouched down, nimble like a spirit cat, lunged forward, and slashed the throat of one of the black-cloaked figures.
With her feet dancing like a waltz, she instantly circled around to the back of the other black-cloaked monster, and with her dagger, she stabbed it into the throat from the back of the skull, just scraping the cervical vertebra.
Instantly, two black-cloaked monsters were killed!
"Quick! Quick! There's something happening downstairs."
"Let's go and support them!"
The black-cloaked figures on the terrace of the Thorn Castle prepared to go downstairs.
Meanwhile, in the dungeon below.
The time for the blood sacrifice was drawing near.
The blood sacrifice had not yet been completed, and the Thorn Ancient Tree was shaking agitatedly.
Its branches, like the fiercest snakes, were constantly swaying.
The leading black-cloaked figure, pale-faced, hurriedly muttered to stabilize the Thorn Ancient Tree's emotions.
"Damn it! The lives of these inferior blood slaves are useless. Otherwise, at this time, we could take a few blood slaves' lives to appease it!"
"These blood slaves with impure bloodlines! And what are they doing? Why is it so difficult to capture a few human sacrifices?"
"If this continues, the blood sacrifice that occurs once every fifty years will fail!"
The leading black-cloaked figure was so anxious that sweat poured down his forehead.
He constantly wiped the sweat from his forehead, his heart burning with anxiety.
"Rumbling..."
At this moment, the hollow underground dungeon began to tremble violently.
The branches of the Thorn Ancient Tree were constantly swaying and shaking, and one by one, dried-up corpses fell like rain.
The blood sacrifice that occurs once every fifty years has been held countless times.
The branches of the Thorn Ancient Tree were hung with sacrificial bodies, and all kinds of costumes, ancient and modern, were present.
Now, they were falling like a rain of corpses.
"Ah, ah, ah, Thorn Lord, please calm down! Thorn Lord, please settle your anger. The sacrificial offering is coming soon!"
The leading black-cloaked priest raised his hand and shouted, trying to appease the Thorn Ancient Tree.
Whoosh!
Plop!
Suddenly, a Thorn branch shot out and instantly pierced through a black-cloaked figure.
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