1044 The altar of gods (1)

The warrior statue was dozens of meters tall. It was covered in heavy armor and held a huge sword in its hand as it stood in the ruins. Its eyes were deep and mysterious.

However, the place they were guarding had been completely turned into ruins. History had buried all traces under the moss, and only those tall stone buildings had withstood the erosion of time and were stubbornly preserved.

Now, only the damage on the surface and the parasitic moss were silently recounting the vicissitudes of their life.

The little bird was wearing black battle armor and was following behind a Holy Dragon City Lord. Its eyes constantly looked around, trying to find the building where the God statue was.

She did not understand. With the strength of these Holy Dragon city's overlords, could they not discover an altar?

Why did he have to bring them along? was there some kind of restriction that required the contract cultivators to participate in this?

Although the bird had doubts in its heart, it did not ask much. Instead, it continued to search carefully.

Because it had received a lot of favors from the Holy Dragon City, the little bird had been thinking of ways to repay them, and now was a good opportunity.

Although they were forced to sign a slave contract by the Holy Dragon City, the little bird did not hate the Holy Dragon City because of this. The two sides were hostile at that time, and they were already very kind not to kill them.

Not to mention that they had earned a lot of gold coins from Holy Dragon City during this period.

Little bird had never dared to imagine that he could actually earn so much money, enough for him and his family to live the rest of their lives in luxury!

It was because of all these reasons that the little bird was now extremely attentive in its work. Its attitude could be seen as long as one's eyes were not wrong.

The Lord of Holy Dragon City, who had followed the little bird and was actually acting as a guard, was very satisfied with her performance.

It was a woman, tall and hot, with a pretty face full of heroic spirit. Although she was much older than the bird, her charming charm could not be hidden.

In fact, when one's cultivation reached a certain level, time would not be able to leave too many traces on a cultivator's body.

She held a long seven-colored blade in her hand and slowly followed the bird with her long legs wrapped in black boots.

"Girl, what's your name?"

The female suzerain looked at the little bird and asked with a smile.

"Senior, my name is little bird."

The little bird heard the Holy Dragon City Lord's question and immediately replied respectfully.

little bird, you don't have to be too nervous. You just need to cut off your own feelings and go find that altar!

The female suzerain warned as she pointed at the empty spots.

The little bird nodded. After a moment of hesitation, it asked boldly, " "Senior, why do you want us to search for it? are we the only ones who can see it?"

The female suzerain nodded and explained softly, " "You're right. This altar is very special. Except for you native cultivators with special bloodlines, no one else can sense it.

However, the master of this altar is not friendly to us.

So, once you notice anything unusual, you must inform me as soon as possible. If you can't inform me in time, you must try your best to hold on until we rescue you!"

The little bird nodded in confusion, indicating that she would do as she was told. At the same time, she realized that the search would not be smooth sailing.

Perhaps in the process of searching, there would be danger that he would have to deal with.

The little bird was on alert. It subconsciously clenched the sword in its hand and began to look around vigilantly.

Wisps of mist rose from nowhere and floated around the ruins.

As the search went deeper, the fog became thicker and thicker, emitting an unpleasant smell, as if there were some corpses rotting and smelling.

The little bird's expression became nervous. It subconsciously looked at the Lord of Holy Dragon City behind it, only to find that the other party had disappeared!

The little bird was shocked and quickly looked around, but it could not find the other party's figure at all.

Suppressing the panic in his heart, little bird raised his left arm and clicked on an option on the computer screen.

This was a positioning distress signal. As long as it was received by other companions, they would immediately rush to her current location.

After sending the signal, the bird took a deep breath and continued to venture deeper into the fog.

The altar had not been found, and her mission had not been completed. She had to continue exploring.

Even if there was danger ahead, she could not retreat. Without the spirit of risking her life, success would always be one step away from her!

"Crack, crack!"

As it walked, the bird suddenly realized that it could hear footsteps.

Looking down in surprise, she found that the ground under her feet was covered with broken bones, which had long decayed.

The sound of the footsteps was the sound of bones breaking after stepping on them.

The Sea of Bones was boundless. The yellow-green plain of moss was completely covered by a pale white color.

In the midst of this ghastly white, a pitch-black Altar suddenly appeared in the bird's eyes, causing her heart to tighten.

This strange altar was most likely the Holy Dragon city's target!

With that in mind, the bird immediately perked up and began to carefully observe the altar.

The altar in front of him was built entirely of black stone. It was filled with strange embossed that emitted a malevolent aura.

If one observed carefully, they would discover traces of dried blood on the surface of the altar. It was a shocking sight!

A huge god statue stood on the altar, exuding a dirty and evil aura. Countless dirty creatures were crawling under his feet, looking at the bird with brutal eyes.

The little bird shuddered as it carefully looked at the appearance of the statue. Suddenly, a name popped up in its mind.

The demon god of darkness and the unknown, namilla!

He ruled the ancient darkness and had countless believers of dark spirits. He hated being saved.

Could it be that the altar that he had discovered was related to this legendary God?

Just as the bird thought of this, it noticed that in the Sea of Bones, there were evil and resentful semi-transparent spiritual bodies that were slowly forming.

They looked at the little bird with greed and disgust, grinned to an unbelievable degree, and ran toward the little bird.

At the same time, the statue's eyes were also looking at the bird, full of disgust and disdain.

Faced with the dark spirits, the bird gritted its teeth, sheathed its sword, and quickly took out the rifle on its back.

Although he had never used this weapon before, after watching the video, little Nightingale could easily use it.

Nightingale nimbly unlocked the gun's safety and pulled out a magazine from her waist. It was a special bullet that was specifically used to target spirit bodies!

He pulled the trigger lightly, and a series of bullets whizzed out of the muzzle and headed straight for the spirits, quickly entering their bodies.

The dark spirits let out a blood-curdling screech as their bodies were immediately set ablaze with raging flames. In the blink of an eye, they were reduced to ashes!

Seeing the amazing effect of the bullet, the bird's mood stabilized a lot, and it began to focus on aiming and shooting.

With the help of the gun's aiming assistance device, the bird almost never missed a shot, blowing up the dark spirits that were charging at it one by one!

However, compared to the large number of dark spirits, this small casualty was nothing.

They let out a series of roars and quickly covered the short distance, surrounding the bird!