Mystery: The Ultimate Tarot

Chapter 244 The Experiences of the Dark Pavilion Disciples in the Land Forsaken by Gods

Chapter 244 The Experiences of the Dark Pavilion Disciples in the Land Forsaken by Gods

The seven disciples of the Dark Pavilion felt a moment of disorientation before entering a large hall made of crystal.

Although there were cultivators at the Sequence 4 level among them, this level was still unable to access the sect's "secret realm" within the Dark Lodge.

However, because their power comes from the "Dark Lodge" or from the extraordinary individuals who are either "prisoners" or "criminals," their spirituality instantly realized that this was the sect's "secret realm," the legendary interior of the "Dark Lodge"!

The group of people were immediately excited, their blood boiling. It was said that only the "Master of the Dark Lodge" was allowed to enter this place!

The seven disciples of Dark Lodge quickly looked around. All around them were rhomboid crystals floating in mid-air and slowly undulating, and a mysterious aura wafted over them.

Before them stood a crystal platform, upon which sat a high-backed chair that exuded a sense of oppression, and upon the chair sat an even more imposing black figure.

That is the "Lord of Evil Desire" praised by "Demon Lord Zhou Fei"?

Immediately, the seven people sensed a powerful and evil aura, which made them lower their heads.

The next moment, they were in a daze again, and when they came to their senses, they found themselves in a large hall with a brazier burning.

Not far from the seven disciples of the Dark Lodge was an ugly priest dressed in exotic attire.

Below the altar, there was another group of people dressed in exotic clothing, who were also ugly or had undergone mutations.

For a moment, the disciples of Dark Lodge were stunned. They had heard "Demon Lord Zhou Fei" mention that the food here was contaminated, which caused many people to mutate, but they could not have imagined that the mass mutation would have such a huge impact.

Priest Zede rose and smiled, "Gentlemen, thank you for your support."

The seven disciples of the Dark Pavilion didn't understand a single word.

Raphael also considered using the Aurora Society's channels to purchase some talismans that could read and write the language of giants.

But after thinking about it again, he decided against it. After all, the concept of the "Forsaken Land" was important information for the disciples of the Dark Lodge, and Raphael did not want them to have any in-depth communication for the time being.

So, if we can't communicate in the same language, so be it. At most, we'll have less coordination in battle, and a few more people will die.

Zed realized the language barrier and was about to discuss communication methods with Speaker Harden and the others when Raphael, the "messenger of the gods," descended and spoke to Zed in Giant's tongue: "Take us to the prepared accommodations, rest for a while, and then we'll hold a war council!"

He then addressed the seven disciples of the Dark Lodge: "The locals warmly welcome your arrival and have already delivered your supplies to the rooms prepared for you. I am Raphael, the divine messenger, responsible for coordinating all forces to complete this mission."

Xin Wanqing, the female disciple of the Dark Pavilion who had repeatedly questioned "Demon Lord Zhou Fei" yesterday, noticed: "You, you and yesterday's Demon Lord—"

Raphael smiled mysteriously and said, "That's another version of myself. We are both servants of the 'Lord of Evil Desire.'"

Xin Wanqing and the others were somewhat surprised, but remembering that they were in another world, they quickly composed themselves.

Raphael led seven disciples of the Dark Lodge through the path cleared by Speaker Harden and others, and left the main hall.

Harden and the others felt ashamed when they saw the bright clothes of the Dark Lodge disciples. At the same time, it was not hard to tell from their clothing style that they must have come from the outside world.

The disciples of Anlu walked out of the main hall and saw the pitch-black night sky outside, with lightning flashing across it from time to time.

There were no stars, and no light except for the flashes of lightning.

Under the occasional, exceptionally bright flashes of lightning, as far as the eye could see, lay endless desolation.

There was no vegetation, no animals, only some strange-looking creatures.

The streets were lined with people, most of whom had obvious facial or physical deformities.

The mutations in children and adolescents are not as severe as those in adults, but they already show some early signs of mutation.

Under the lightning, they looked like monsters, silently watching these "messengers of the gods" who came from the outside world.

The streets were quiet, but they were all incredibly excited. After more than two thousand years, they had finally seen hope!

Before this, they only hoped to survive by believing in the "Lord of Evil Desires," but now, they have seen people coming from the outside world, and everyone has decided to devoutly believe in the "Lord of Evil Desires."

Meanwhile, the seven disciples of the Dark Lodge were also deeply moved. After entering the room prepared for them, their leader, Duan Ze'en, asked Raphael, "May I ask, Demon Lord, is this the legendary Netherworld?"

There have long been legends about the Three Realms in the Western Continent: the "Heavenly Realm," the "Human Realm," and the "Netherworld Realm."

It is said that the "Heavenly Emperor" controls the entrance to the Heavenly Realm, while the Gaoli Ming Cult controls the entrance to the "Netherworld".

Raphael thought for a moment before saying, "To be honest, among the three realms, your realm has the best order and the simplest survival for ordinary people. The other world has a normal sky, and for ordinary people, it is definitely not living in the heavenly realm."

"Um—don't misunderstand me. All I can tell you now is that the distinction between the Three Realms is different from the myths and legends of your realm."

"The conditions in this realm we are in now are the worst, but it wasn't like this more than two thousand years ago."

Raphael stopped there.

Xin Wanqing was about to ask a question, but after seeing the "Demon Lord's" smile, she knew she wouldn't get any answers, so she remained silent.

Raphael then added, "Now you all go and check your equipment, especially the lights, make sure they are always on!"

"You must ask me before you take any action, because some things that are very ordinary in your world can cost you your life here."

The seven disciples of the Dark Lodge nodded repeatedly and checked their own lights.

After resting for about two hours, Raphael convened a war council.

The meeting was entirely led by Raphael, and neither Sen'er City nor the disciples of Dark Lodge felt there was anything wrong with it.

After assigning detailed combat tasks, they entered a final rest period. Three hours later, they launched a preemptive strike, attacking the camp of the extraordinary beings of the city-state of Pythia, catching their opponents off guard.

The exact number of Saints the enemy has sent is still unclear, but it is unlikely to exceed five.

After so many years of war, the saints on both sides are quite familiar with each other. Considering that the city-state of Pythia must leave at least two saints behind, five saints is their limit.

In that case, we should definitely take the initiative, because city walls don't play a very important role in extraordinary wars. If the houses are destroyed, they will need to be repaired. It's better to fight in the open field.

The time had come, and everyone launched their attack in an orderly fashion.

dong dong dong~

At this moment, a huge figure tens of meters tall walked in from a distance, and the people of Sen'er City cheered!

That was the living corpse of the "King of Giants'" youngest son.

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