Inside the altar.
Fang Xiu was rather curious.
After all, as a Sacrificial Master, he had some connection to this kind of ritual.
This was also a Sacrifice.
In fact, Fang Xiu had Sacrificed people before—more than one, at that.
’Come to think of it, I’m not exactly a good person!’
Fang Xiu sighed to himself.
But in both cases, they had been the ones to provoke him.
If they were just ordinary people, Fang Xiu wouldn’t choose to Sacrifice them.
He was a Sacrificial Master who still had his limits.
He wouldn’t choose to Sacrifice someone he had no quarrel with, not even for a handsome reward.
But for those he held a grudge against, he would Sacrifice them without a second thought, even if it meant risking punishment.
That was the difference.
This altar, however, clearly didn’t distinguish between friend and foe.
Whatever it lured in, it didn’t seem to care if it was human or beast.
It Sacrificed them all.
Fang Xiu had no idea who this was all a Sacrifice for.
Just then, he turned his gaze to the wall beside him.
The carvings on it were no longer very clear.
Fang Xiu squinted, trying to make them out.
It seemed to depict a group of people building an altar.
And then... Sacrificing a person.
’Looks like... it’s a woman?’
Fang Xiu stared at the figure in the carving. Where it should have been flat, there were sudden protrusions.
It was definitely a woman, then.
Damn!
Fang Xiu examined it closely.
’Sacrificing a woman... Don’t tell me this is a Sacrifice for Fafnir?’
Fang Xiu speculated as he studied the carvings on the altar.
Of course, he couldn’t be sure.
He could only keep looking.
Unfortunately, the carvings further on were blurry.
On top of that, the surroundings were incredibly dim.
The light from his phone’s flashlight seemed much weaker in this oppressive darkness.
Fang Xiu could barely make out what was depicted.
But as he looked even further, the carved marks suddenly became incredibly clear again.
It was the group of people who had been carrying the woman.
They were killing each other.
Then, rivers of blood flowed from them into the altar.
Afterward, the altar emitted a beam of light that shot up into the heavens.
’These marks... they’re different from the earlier ones!’
Fang Xiu carefully distinguished them.
The marks carved further down the wall were clearly not from the same hand as those that came before.
The first part was probably carved by the people performing the Sacrifice. As for the latter part...
’Could it be the one who was Sacrificed... No, she was probably affected, too. But if it was carved by the Deity who received the Sacrifice, that seems impossible, right?’
Fang Xiu pondered this.
It seemed rather unlikely.
After all, the recipient of the Sacrifice should be a Deity, just like Fafnir.
Since It had already accepted the Sacrifice, It wouldn’t be so bored as to come here and carve these things.
Besides, since It accepted the Sacrifice, there was no reason to announce to the world that It was a malevolent Deity.
"Is it possible it was the Deity’s messenger in the mortal world?"
At that exact moment, a voice spoke from behind Fang Xiu.
"Who’s there?"
Fang Xiu hadn’t sensed anyone’s approach at all.
The sudden voice caught him completely off guard.
He immediately spun around, warily surveying his surroundings.
"Not a bad reaction, young man!"
The voice rang out again.
This time, it was still behind him.
"Who is it?"
Fang Xiu didn’t turn around this time.
He knew this might not be real.
Behind him was a solid wall.
If someone was really there, then it definitely... wasn’t human.
"Kekeke, I am the one who carved these, and I am the Deity’s representative in the human world!"
The voice emerged once more.
Fang Xiu knew this wasn’t an illusion.
With his Nether King’s True Eye, he could see through everything.
It could penetrate illusions of both sight and sound. Any auditory hallucination would be instantly detected by the Nether King’s True Eye.
Therefore, what Fang Xiu was hearing wasn’t an illusion. It was real.
But where exactly was the voice coming from?
Fang Xiu observed carefully.
He couldn’t find its source.
"Which Deity?"
Fang Xiu suddenly asked.
He was curious if this "Deity’s representative" wanted to go and meet her Deity.
If she did, Fang Xiu wouldn’t mind sending her there.
"That which the altar Sacrifices, so is my Deity."
The voice rang out once more.
The words had a certain flair to them.
Fang Xiu’s brow furrowed slightly.
Then he replied nonchalantly, "Sacrifice your sister!"
"You... How did you know? Aaaah! How could a mere mortal know about such things?"
Fang Xiu had only meant it as a sarcastic jab.
He never expected that the moment he spoke, the voice would roar back in a panicked rage.
There was even a hint of genuine fury in its tone.
’It really was "sacrifice your sister"!’
Even Fang Xiu hadn’t expected that.
It was actually about Sacrificing the speaker’s sister?
"Shut up!"
The voice sounded furious.
Just then, Fang Xiu heard the sound that had lured him here in the first place. It had seemed to vanish, but now it had reappeared.
In other words...
’So that’s the thing making the noise.’
Fang Xiu raised his head and looked at the bird-like skeleton above him.
He shone his flashlight on it.
He suddenly noticed that something about the bird seemed strange.
Looking closely, he could faintly make out a human face.
"What are you looking at? I’ll Sacrifice you!"
Just then, the voice flared up again.

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