Chapter 185 Supreme God Religion

Under the number of points on the corresponding acupuncture points, Ling Hao untied the prohibition on the short man, raised his hand to condense a fire element, and threw it to him for his warmth.

"Enough of rest, it's time to answer my question. What organization are you from? Ling Hao and other short people recovered a little strength and asked.

"The supreme theological religion." The short man replied weakly.

"The supreme religion! You are so arrogant that you dare to self-respect the supreme religion. What a toad yawning - what a big tone!" Situ Yinghao mocked with disdain.

The short man ignored Situ Yinghao's sarcasm and warmed himself.

On the contrary, Ling Hao was thoughtful when he heard the three words "the supreme god" and fell into meditation for a moment.

Ling Hao was sure that he had never heard of the name of the supreme god, but he didn't know why, when he heard the name for the first time today, a strong disgust came up from the bottom of his heart. It seems that this supreme god has a deep hatred with himself

He shook his head and waved away the thoughts in his mind.

"Who is the leader of the supreme theological religion? Where is the headquarters? Ling Hao continued to ask.

"Everyone in the teaching is covered with masks. No one knows their true face. Even if his relatives are in the teaching, they can't know what his position is. Not to mention the most mysterious master. Every time we go to the headquarters, we are blindfolded and taken to a forest to use the magic array to teleport. Therefore, I can't tell where the headquarters is. The short man's answer did not surprise Ling Hao. At first, Ling Hao concluded that the secret work of this mysterious organization was very strict, otherwise it would not have been possible to have so many masters without being known.

"What is the personnel structure of the supreme religion? What is the status of you and the escaped masked man in the religion? Ling Hao asked.

"In addition to the leader, there are also two divine messengers in the religion. The four subordinates control the four kingdoms respectively, and there are also seven altars in each country, and that person and I are just the altar masters of each country. The short man's answer surprised Ling Hao and others.

"Are the strengths of those altar masters at the same level as yours?" Ling Hao continued to ask.

"Yes, at least he is a great swordsman. And the two gods are at least masters of the Dharma. The master did not see him take action, but he gave people the feeling that he was unfathomable, and no one could have the idea of resisting in front of him. The short man confirmed Ling Hao's idea.

There are very few great swordsman masters in the whole fantasy continent, and this supreme god religion includes at least 30 people. I don't know which masters are their minions. The supreme theological religion has such strong strength but still acts secretly. Its plan must not be simple.

"Where did you get those gamblers who were swallowed up by the space cracks?" Ling Hao asked, he didn't believe that the so-called space crack really leads to space.

"Those gamblers will pass through the pseudo-space crack and will be transmitted to the underground altar where we teach here. And the guy who just escaped is the owner of the altar. The short man answered honestly.

"What's the use of those gamblers?" Ling Hao asked.

"They are used for blood sacrifice." The short man's words made Ling Hao take a deep breath.

Blood sacrifices are sacrificed to the gods or demons worshipped by living people, which is definitely the most cruel kind of all kinds of sacrifices. What can make this so-called "Upper God Religion" sacrifice with such a vicious memorial method is definitely not a good stubble.

"Blood Sacrifice? What do you offer? Ling Hao frowned and asked. He had always thought that this supreme god religion had a simple plan, and he must be able to see some clues in the object of this blood sacrifice.

"I don't know what kind of ancient warcraft it was in ancient times." The short man's answer surprised everyone.

"You are crazy!" Valia couldn't help scolding angrily, "Do you know what kind of disaster will be caused by releasing the ancient monsters?"

The short man heard Valia's scolding and looked disapproving. Obviously, he had already known what would happen once the ancient Warcraft was released.

The ancient Warcraft is said to be the greatest help of the evil demon god in ancient times. Although their strength is not too strong, they win in a large number, especially the seven warcrafts led by it. They serve the evil demon gods all year round. They are not only superior in strength, but also have immortality. Therefore, even when the evil demons were finally defeated, the seven monsters were not completely eradicated, but sealed them in seven places in the depths of the earth.

"The ancient Warcraft is not out of trouble yet, is it?" Han Yue asked on the side.

"Son, let's go together to eliminate that hidden danger. That warcraft must not have recovered yet. We should take this opportunity to seal it again, so as not to be trapped by it and leave the world. After getting the confirmation of the short man, Valia couldn't wait to say.

"Where is that altar? Take us there." Ling Hao agreed with Valia's judgment that the Warcraft must have exhausted all its strength in order to break free from the seal, so now should be its weakest time.

"The altar is in that direction, three from here... er." Just as the short man pointed to the position of the altar, there was a sharp pain in his brain, which made him fall to the ground and roll all over the ground.

"What's wrong with him!" Everyone was shocked, and Situ Yinghao and other warriors hurried forward to check. At this time, the short man was so powerful that the strength of the four could not control him.

Suddenly, the short man lay motionless on the ground, but Situ Yinghao and others were too late to close and bump into a ball.

He turned his body over and found that the short man's eyes were closed, as if he had fainted. Situ Yinghao and others tried to wake him up, but in vain. Ling Hao squatted down and probed the short man's nose. He only felt that his breath was stable, as if he were asleep. From a physical point of view, there is no problem, but the short man has been sleeping all the time.

A suspicion flashed in Ling Hao's mind. He reached out and opened the short eyelids to check the pupil. The pupil was diffused, and there was no response to the light reflection test carried out on Ling Hao. Therefore, Ling Hao concluded that the short man was already brain-dead.

"We still underestimate the ability of this supreme religion." Ling Hao said with a gloomy face. The short man himself killed in front of his eyes. Even if he had done it in the past, Ling Hao was still in a bad mood.

"It seems that we don't have time to deal with the ancient Warcraft. We will report this situation to the college and let the college send someone to deal with it." The cold moon suggested.

The only short man who knows the address can't die. They can't spend a lot of time and energy searching for a mysterious base that they don't know where it is. They can only use the power of the college to dig it out.

"Yes, let the Adventurers Guild and the Bloody Pavilion cooperate at the same time. Be sure to dig out the altar before it comes out of trouble!" Ling Hao nodded.

"Brother, please send this letter to the Adventurers' Guild, and they will pay you the other half. Remember, it must be delivered as soon as possible. Han Yue handed over the sealed letterhead and 20 gold coins to a young gambler and solemnly ordered.

"Yes! I promise to complete the task!" The gambler was flattered and patted his chest to promise.

After saying that, he entrusted the gold coins to his companions and took them home, and he went all the way.

"Son, these were found from those corpses. Please accept them." The gambler, known as Li Laoliu, held a pile of magic nuclei and crystal cards in his hand and respectfully offered things with both hands.

"You can divide these things first. The extra one should be used to relieve the poor people on both sides of the passage. Ling Hao glanced casually and knew that there was nothing in it that he saw.

"This... How can this work? You are only a big harm for us. We can't take anything extra to repay you. How can we divide these up what should be your loot? Li Laoliu said tremblingly that Ling Hao's behavior was completely different from the so-called masters he usually came into contact with, which made his mind unable to turn around for a while.

"That's it. I'll give you the rest." Ling Hao casually took out one from the pile of magic nuclei.

"Thank you, thank you, son." Li Laoliu finally understood that Ling Hao and others really didn't care about these things, and he thanked them one after another.

Everyone who comes to gamble has a reason why he urgently needs gold coins. Now Ling Hao generously distributes the trophies to everyone, and suddenly there is a voice of gratitude.