Wizard Immortal

Chapter 553 Ancestors

On the barren grassland, pits appeared one after another, each containing a section of a coffin and a golden tombstone.

All around, white corpses were scattered about, some of them broken and with blades still attached.

Unlike other places, the land here is black, occasionally streaked with blood, giving it a somewhat eerie atmosphere.

"It really is a place that fits the atmosphere."

Light footsteps came from afar. In this area, the boy looked up and gazed at the countless pits in front of him.

In front of the numerous pits, most of them have tombstones with detailed inscriptions written in an ancient aristocratic language, telling the story of the deceased's life.

And among these tomb owners are too many names that young people are familiar with.

This place is home to the Aryan royals who died here throughout history. Some of them were appointed by past kings to perform blood sacrifices, but most came voluntarily, hoping to die here at the end of their lives.

Among them, the boy even saw some kings whose past whereabouts were shrouded in mystery, who also appeared in this place, buried alone in this desolate land.

"This is the site of the blood sacrifice..."

Quietly walking away from a tombstone, after shifting his gaze from the name on the tombstone, Cardan looked into the distance, towards the central area in the distance.

There, a tall altar stood, upon which a golden crystal was slowly radiating light.

Gazing at the golden crystal, Kadan took a deep breath, then strode forward toward the altar.

He slowly walked towards the golden crystal. After walking a certain distance, with each step he took, he could feel an immense pressure, as if something was being rapidly drawn away from him.

Having been immersed in the experience and read some ancient texts about blood sacrifice, Kadan realized that this was the feeling of having one's life force and soul power drained away.

The golden crystal before them was made from a wisp of flesh and blood of the Gluttony Demon God, and it had a slight connection to the Gluttony Demon God's true form.

If someone who meets the criteria approaches this crystal, their life force and soul power will be instinctively drawn from them through an ancient contract and oath, and transmitted to the Gluttony Demon through this golden crystal to stimulate the Gluttony Demon's awakening.

According to legend, if someone could truly reach this crystal and hold it in their hand, they would be qualified to renew their contract with the Demon God and become the Demon God's true master.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the intense discomfort emanating from his body, and strode forward.

One hundred meters, ninety meters, eighty meters...

As time passed, he got closer and closer to the golden crystal, and the pressure he felt grew stronger and stronger.

The feeling of having one's life force drained is extremely unpleasant. The feeling of having one's life force slowly drained and every organ and every inch of flesh in the body slowly decaying is something no one wants to experience.

This pain is far more cruel and terrifying than any torture, and more intense than any stimulation. Moreover, there is the pain of having one's soul power extracted.

Enduring the pain, Kadan struggled forward, but eventually his steps came to a stop. Intense pain began to emanate from his entire body, and a loud ringing in his ears caused his consciousness to gradually drift into a daze.

Just then, a voice came from afar, carrying a unique melody and charm.

"Another one." A faint voice came from afar, accompanied by a light footstep.

Subconsciously, the boy raised his head and looked into the distance.

There, a girl of unparalleled beauty and exquisite grace walked from afar. She had long, beautiful hair and wore a silver dress that swayed in the wind, making her look like a fairy in the wind, beautiful and full of life.

"Don't come any closer..."

Looking at the girl in the distance, the boy instinctively shouted, trying to stop her from walking.

Only those who are permitted can step onto the altar before them. Those who are not permitted and enter the altar's area will only have one outcome: they will be sucked dry and turned into mummified corpses.

Those permitted to do so are the descendants of those who made a pact with the Gluttony Demon God.

Hearing the boy's words, the girl paused in the distance before continuing her steps, stepping onto the altar. She looked like a true elf, possessing an amazing charm.

To the boy's surprise, the girl's body was not affected at all when she stepped onto the altar. She did not even stop walking and walked towards him gracefully.

She walked very, very fast, and in the blink of an eye, she was in front of him, leaving him with a beautiful, picturesque smile.

"Little friend, what are you doing here?"

The girl's face was as beautiful as a painting. Looking at Cardan in front of her, the smile on her face was intoxicating, causing Cardan to blush instantly.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the smiling face in front of him, Cardan subconsciously took a few steps back, then suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"The pressure on the altar... has it disappeared?"

He raised his arm, feeling the pressure that had completely disappeared from his body, and suddenly paused, as if somewhat bewildered.

"The Crimson King's flesh and blood never harm contractors. Now that I'm here, the blood sacrifice will naturally cease."

The girl's smile remained unchanged as she looked at the bewildered boy before her: "But you, little one, what are you doing here?"

"The Aryan royal family wouldn't go so far as to send a child to perform a blood sacrifice, would they?"

She looked Cardin up and down and suddenly said this.

Blood sacrifice has always been the most dangerous thing. Over the years, even the Aryan royal family, which has sacrificed to the Gluttony God for generations, has only occasionally sent some royal sinners or elderly members of the royal family who came voluntarily. Royal family members of the age of Kadan in front of him usually do not come.

"I'm sorry, the reasons for this are a bit complicated."

Cardan gave a bitter smile, then suddenly froze, raising his head blankly to stare at the girl before him: "You just said, a contractor?"

Let me introduce myself.

Before the boy, the girl, elegantly dressed in a long silver gown, looked like the most noble princess, her regal bearing almost overwhelming: "I am Tarina. Judging by my age, perhaps you should call me ancestor?"

"ancestor?"

Looking at the tall, beautiful, and younger-looking Tarina before him, Kadan couldn't help but twitch his lips, and suddenly felt a headache coming on.

(End of this chapter)