Chapter 155
Chapter 155: The three eyed demon god Ansidesi
The two were greeted with a scene of corpses strewn everywhere as soon as they entered the cave. Roughly estimating, there were at least a couple dozen. Judging from their clothing, there were guards, some nobles who’d come shopping, and even some slaves who’d been imprisoned in the cages.
Many torches burned along the walls, casting bright light all over the surroundings. It looked like a place to hold slaves. There were many cages made from iron bars lying around, as well as some torture equipment. It looked like this was the place they used to teach a lesson to unruly slaves.
There was a black stone erected in the center that had been shaped into a plinth. A corpse was tied to some iron bars on top of the plinth. There was also an indentation about three meters wide and long in the middle of the stone, with a thick scent of blood emanated from it.
More than ten zombie warriors had been summoned and they picked up the corpses on the ground, throwing them into the bloody pool in the middle of the plinth. These whole corpses sank into the blood with a splash. The surface began bubbling shortly thereafter and then quieted down, with the liquid level rising slightly afterwards.
The amount of fresh blood within the blood pool increased as the corpses were tossed in. It was actually about to overflow. The necromancer, whom Han Shuo had previously seen was standing off to the side of the plinth. He was holding the bone staff and had revealed his face. His body was wizened and he was staring into the blood pool with no expression. There were no signs of life in his grey pupils.
Han Shuo and Emily immediately backed up into a corner and made use of a crack to observe all that was going on. Emily set up a sound isolation boundary around the two and spoke in a low voice, “It looks like the necromancer is setting up some ritual altar. I wonder what he’s about to do?”
Han Shuo shook his head and responded with a grave expression, “Maybe it’s because I know too little about necromancy magic, but I don’t know anything about the altar that the necromancer has set up. It looks like archmage level necromancers have indeed grasped many more strong magics.”
Just as Han Shuo and Emily were conversing lowly, the necromancer suddenly waved the bone staff in his hand and mumbled out an incantation. The blood pool on the altar suddenly started churning, and the corpse that was tied on top of the altar suddenly had its flesh and skin whipped off, becoming a stark white skeleton.
Another necromancy magic was chanted as the not yet dispersed souls from the newly dead on the ground seemed to materialize and condense into grey smoke, surging into the blood pool that surrounded the altar. The blood pool transformed into a whirlpool as the bones from the corpses that had just sunk to the bottom all revealed themselves again, slowly reforming themselves into a three eyed demon god with eight spikes on its head and a spiked tail attached to its waist.
“Eh, kid you’re also a necromancer!” The wizened necromancer suddenly exclaimed in astonishment and looked at Han Shuo with great surprise.
“Heh heh, indeed, indeed. We even teamed up to take out Clark at Calvert’s earlier. This is our second time meeting tonight.” Han Shuo looked leisurely at this necromancer and said with a slight smile.
Han Shuo had kept his features covered up at Calvert’s and only taken off his mask after killing Clark. The two had been quite a ways apart when the necromancer attacked Han Shuo, and so he hadn’t clearly seen Han Shuo in the deep of the night. It was obvious that he hadn’t recognized Han Shuo this time either.
“So it was you!” The necromancer called out lowly and then quickly floated out towards Han Shuo. He said sinisterly, “As a fellow necromancer, I’d like to see if you truly understand the mysteries of necromancy at all.”
The necromancer made a move after he finished speaking, looking like he would take out Han Shuo first!