Chapter 195 Dark Sacrifice

"Your Excellency, what can I do for you?" A dark Holy See deacon was brought to Amblen by an anxious dog-headed sarmor. Although the dark deacon looked down on the unnamed bishop in front of him from the bottom of his heart, he still had to be respectful in front of him.

"Do you know what the 'dark sacrifice' is?" For the evening ceremony, Amblen found the deacon of the Dark Holy See and prepared to hold the Buddha's feet temporarily.

When the panting dark deacon heard this question that could be called retarded, he suddenly widened his eyes with an unbelievable expression.

"What's wrong with you? The lord of the city is asking you something. Domore did not see the expression of the dark deacon, but saw that the dark deacon was slow to answer the question, so he questioned.

"Your Excellency, don't you really know what 'dark sacrifice' is?" The dark deacon held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking carefully.

"Nonsense, if the lord of this city knows, does he still need to ask you?" Amblen said angrily.

"You can answer the question of the lord of the city honestly. What else are you selling?" Domore interrupted. In order to ease the dissatisfaction of the city owner in front of the tavern, he actively wanted to show himself in front of Ambulun.

"My lord, 'dark sacrifice' has a common name. You must have heard of it." The Dark Deacon said, "What those unparous people call 'the power of the night' refers to this 'dark sacrifice' ceremony!"

"What! Is that the 'dark sacrifice'? Amberg was really shocked. He never thought that the "night power" he used to harm women over the years was the so-called "dark sacrifice".

Recalling the stunning appearance of the cold moon and the innocent and childish cute look, Ambulen couldn't help fantasizing about the sacrificial ceremony tonight, and a long saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Amblen's expression was all seen by the dark deacon. He was full of contempt for this unlearned guy who caused trouble in the name of the Dark Holy See everywhere. A bishop in the church doesn't even know the most basic knowledge in the dark Holy See. Isn't it funny to say it?

Suddenly, the fierce look of Situ Yinghao and others appeared in Amblen's mind, and he suddenly became excited.

"No, if I really presided over the 'dark sacrifice' ceremony, they wouldn't kill me!" Thinking of this, the seductive figure of Han Yue immediately dissipated from his mind and was replaced by deep fear.

"Domore, get ready now. I want to go back to Xuanming City as soon as possible!" The first thing he thought of was to escape from the mysterious city.

"Yes, my lord." Hearing Amblen's instructions, Domore quickly informed his servants to prepare.

For a while, the city owner's mansion was in chaos.

Before long, Domore's voice came: "Your Excellency, I'm ready to go."

"Let's go." Under an order, under the crowd of the guards, he hurried out of the mansion. He walked in such a hurry that his entourage only brought dry food and water for five days, and there was no time to take the property plunder from civilians in the past two years.

"Lord, where are you going?" Just as Ambulun and his party walked to the corner of the street, they met Ling Hao and Li Qiang, who were traveling.

Ling Hao really didn't expect to meet Amblen here, and looking at his outfit, he was obviously ready to go out. Combined with the so-called ceremony he was asked to host at night, Ling Hao immediately knew Amblen's plan, and he was preparing to escape now!

"I..." I didn't expect to be blocked by Ling Hao when I went out. Ambulun was so scared that he couldn't speak well.

"What? Are you going to leave Xuanming City?" Ling Hao stared straight at Amblen, and the chill was getting stronger and stronger.

"No! No! I'm not going to leave! I am..." Feeling Ling Hao's rising murderous intention, Amblen hurriedly defended, but eagerly did not think of any good excuse.

"We are accompanying adults to the Dark Holy See to get the equipment needed for the evening ceremony." Domore, who was on the side, relieved Ambulun.

"Yes! Yes! We are going to the Holy See. Amblen responded quickly.

"Go to the Holy See? What important things need you to pick up in person? Besides, do you need to bring a kettle and dry food to the Holy See? Looking at the group of guards hanging full of kettles and dry food next to the mount, Ling Hao sneered.

"They are called by the family to return to the royal city. We went to the Holy See and were on our way..." Ambulun's voice was like a mosquito, and he himself felt that this excuse was too far-fetched.

Ling Hao was secretly glad that if he hadn't bumped into Amblen, he would have escaped from the mysterious city by him. Not only will the arrangement of the cold moon fail, but the departure of the two of them will be meaningless. In order to avoid the coward absconding again, he had to make some preparations.

"Well, I don't care what your reason is. If I see you trying to escape again, don't blame me for being cruel. Ling Hao left the warning coldly, regardless of his reaction.

"Yes! Yes!" Under Ling Hao's gaze, Ambulun and his party retreated to the city owner's mansion in frustration.

Looking at the two people outside the door, Ambulun's teeth were itching with hatred. The scene just now made him lose face again in front of his subordinates. He wanted to peel his skin and eat his flesh alive.

"Your Excellency, are we still leaving?" Watching the two people at the door leave, Domore asked.

"Go? What a fart! Didn't you hear what he just said? You want me to go out and die!" Amberl roared to hide his inner fear.

Domore did not think that Ling Hao and others would stay outside the city owner's mansion all the time, but Amblen, who had been frightened, obviously could not listen to these inferences, and he wisely chose to shut up.

What should I do? What the hell should I do!" In the hall, Amblen turned straight like a headless fly. The way to escape has been blocked. Although he knew that there would not always be anyone outside the door, Ling Hao's threat was real. He is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. In case he is bumped into again, he believes that those people will kill him without mercy.

Ambulun, who is greedy and afraid of death, dares not take this risk.

"Your Excellency, do you want to ask the deacon to do it again? You may be able to get some advice from him in the ceremony." Domore cautiously made suggestions.

"Yes!"

The reminder of the dog-headed sjunshi suddenly brightened Amblen's eyes. Now that he can't avoid the evening ceremony, he wants to save his life, so he has to find a way from the ceremony. "What are you still here? Why don't you go and invite the deacon?"