“Is this really a stronghold for the Black Sheep Horn believers?”

Sivi looked around the hall of the shadow altar, looking at the man in black robe tied up by him and was struggling to wriggle.

After the four little guys attracted most of the attention outside and An Ke attracted most of the attention inside, after Xiwei judged the center of the magic array through the ruins of the altar, he easily invaded the central hall of the shadow altar from the ceiling through the magic array ruins of the altar, and captured the head of the Black Sheep Horn believer who was preparing to sneak attack An Ke.

Because everything went too smoothly, Sivi even had the illusion that "this is actually a trap, and the Black Sheep Horn believer deliberately brought him in to sneak attack him."

However, after searching carefully, he realized that it was really just an illusion...

There are less than two hundred people in the garrison, half of whom are not even early-level magicians, and at best they are apprentices. Because of the altar ruins, anyone who has some research on ancient runes can roughly guess the structure of the room that was covered by mountain rocks, and the facilities inside are even straightforward, without even a maze that confuses the enemy and some defensive measures. Communication is basically roaring, and movement is basically dependent on walking...

Since the time travel, I was involuntarily involved in various situations, which led to my accustomed to seeing all kinds of powerful enemies, various indescribable super forces, and the plots in the dungeons are so complicated that they are extremely fucked by the difficulty of the task. I was really a little uncomfortable when I first encountered such a easy solution.

You are a cult organization that can stop children from crying at night. Is it okay to give me a little professionalism?

However, after interrogating the black-robed leader by using illusion magic, Xiwei realized that he had misunderstood.

The Shadow Altar can indeed be regarded as the stronghold of the Black Sheep Horn believers.

However, the most terrifying thing about the Black Sheep Horn believers is not how powerful their own power is. In fact, in the known history, the Pure White Church and the Seven Stars Mage Association have encircled it many times, and almost every time they have achieved remarkable results.

Until the end, the Black Sheep Horn Cultists simply changed their original composition and built their stronghold into a temporary ending point. The real power lurked in human society and played their own role until the moment they played their role.

The upper class of Black Sheep Horn believers also adopted a parliamentary system similar to the Mage Association, and a total of twelve seats were established, each of which had a huge appeal among the believers. Only when the old seat abdicate or were killed will the new seat be replaced.

More than 60% of the seats are all well-known figures in human society - for example, the branch president of the Mage Association that Xiwei caught in Anqi before, although he is not a seat among the Black Sheep Horn believers, he is already a candidate-level existence.

"The main members are all lurking in human society, and their subordinates are the same..." Xiwei frowned slightly.

Unfortunately, the black-robed leader in front of him had never seen the true appearance of the other people in the seats. Therefore, he could not point out other traitors.

Except for these two-thirds of the traitors, the remaining one-third, that is, four seats, are the ones responsible for management and the other three people responsible for research.

From this guy's memory, we can see that the other three researchers' thinking styles are very different from those of ordinary people, but they are all extremely smart and have profound attainments in alchemy and magic.

All the original magic in the Black Sheep Horn Believers (Siwei's eyebrows trembled after hearing this) were obtained by the three people after discussing and perfecting it. Although there are many materials needed to supplement the magic structure that is still imperfect when casting, it can at least prove that the three people are all genius level.

In addition, they also have amazing courage and crazy ideas - such as the tragic outcome of Shakespeare Minnik Academy before...

It is because of this incident that 70% of the traitors and 30% of the researchers not long ago completely turned the tables and took away a large number of talents on both sides, so now there are only a little left-behind talents, and their strengths are uneven.

At this point, Xiwei developed an intuitive understanding of the Black Sheep Horn believers.

Just as he was about to ask the other party to take him to find the three people who were studying, the black-robed leader's body expanded rapidly like an inflatable balloon, and then exploded with a bang, splashing blood and flesh.

"It's actually a curse." Xiwei frowned. Although he was not filthy on his body, he waved his fingers to clean up the surroundings, and was secretly shocked: "And the flesh and blood also contain corpse poison. If it is stained with it during the explosion, the entire skin may rot."

This kind of curse was definitely not voluntarily implanted by the head of the black robe. I'm afraid he wouldn't know that he had been planted such a terrible curse by others until he died.

The only clue is dead, and it doesn't seem useful to stay here. It's almost time to go back to Adrick's Academy - if that guy just mentioned the Iceless Dark River under the Shadow Altar.

"The underground river where some of the corpses of the legendary monster are stored..."

After knocking and striking in the central hall for a while, Siwei found the road to the underground.

"It's very cold downstairs, you'd better be mentally prepared."

Fette poked her head out of the floor. She had just gone down to take the lead in detecting.

"Can the ghost feel the warmth and coldness?" Xiwei was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then pulled out various magic robes from the storage box and draped them on her body, and asked curiously.

"Of course I can't feel the general temperature change, but the temperature below is too strange. I always have a feeling that if I entered that underground river, my soul would be frozen by the river immediately and completely disappeared into this world."

Fitt said seriously.

"So amazing?" Sivie smacked her tongue.

After he pierced himself into a ball, he slowly walked down the tunnel and came to the edge of the Bing Wu Dark River.

As soon as he got here, he immediately felt something was wrong.

At first he thought that no matter how cold this kind of place was, it would be like a copy called "Glacier Maze".

As a result, after he actually came here, he realized that he was very wrong.

"Damn...the blood is starting to freeze...and so are the eyes..."

He turned around immediately after discovering something wrong, but his feet had already been frozen to the ground. After the turn around, his ankles, which had already become hard, were broken like crisp glass, and turned into two pieces, but there was no trace of blood on the fracture, and the blood and tissue fluid had long been frozen.

After walking two steps with his broken body, Xiwei completely turned into an ice sculpture and lost the breath of life. (To be continued...)
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