Chapter 216: Chapter 103 Power Gem Golden Sphere
Translator: 549690339 I
The cave in front of their eyes was the final destination of these little demons moving the bodies.
Upon seeing this, Leonard Churchill noted several monsters with sickle-like hands skillfully skinning humans, then soaking the skins in blood brimming with magical power.
Several skinless Pishtakos were gathering around the blood pool, occasionally pulling out a human skin to try on themselves.
If it doesn’t fit, they just switch to another one.
It’s as if they are trying on their own “clothing”.
Even for soone with Leonard’s mindset, the sight of this bloody spectacle was enough to make him draw a sharp breath.
There were many “humans” here.
No one cared about one more.
Leonard didn’t bother hanging around in this bloody, stinking cave.
The skinned human bodies were suspended and transported into the depths of the cave by a rudintary pulley system.
He followed in that direction.
They were already in very deep underground.
Leonard also knew that he was getting closer and closer to the crux of this alternate dinsion’s core plot.
The path had been unimpeded so far, but there were guards along this corridor.
Spotting several large demons as guards, Leonard went straight up to them without showing any sign of fear.
The big demon squad leader wearing leather armor saw a human approaching and thinking it was one of their own kind, did not raise the alarm. Instead, he spoke: “x&% ￥ #@…”
That was the demon’s language.
Leonard couldn’t understand a word of it!
But he could guess, it was probably sothing like “keep out of restricted areas” or “who are you”.
Leonard didn’t understand, nor had he any intention of answering.
His eyes flashed fiercely, and he slapped the big demon leader across the face.
With a “slap”, the big demon captain was left stunned.
Leonard didn’t utter a word and after striking a slap, he strided arrogantly into the interior.
The other big demon gatekeepers simply froze, with stunned looks on their faces.
They didn’t dare to stop him.
They let him walk right in.
Just like in a period drama, when breaking into an enemy-controlled checkpoint, there is usually no need to know the local language.
Just knowing how to say “Back off”, and delivering a slap, one can often get past many sentries.
It’s all a matter of guts and ticulousness.
And Leonard dared to do so because he had an important theoretical foundation.
It was ntioned in Mage Rolan’s manuscript that demons also have a strict hierarchy. A high-ranking demon killing a low-tier demon is comparable to a noble killing a commoner.
The rank of the Pishtako is much higher than that of the big demons.
Plus, there’s the intellectual crush.
Leonard was certain that, by the ti he’d walked away, those big demons wouldn’t even know why they’d been hit.
If worst cos to worst, he can always fight.
Making it this far into the nest had already exceeded his expectations.
And the effect of that slap,
seed to be working pretty much as Leonard had anticipated.
By the ti he turned the corner and disappeared from sight, the demon guards were still dumbfounded.
It didn’t take long for Leonard to arrive in a much larger grotto.
Originally, he thought he wouldn’t be surprised by anything he saw in the demon headquarters after witnessing the skinning in the previous cave.
However.
Seeing the sight before him, Leonard’s eyes twitched uncontrollably.
“Am I…having a bad luck streak with the Silver Moon Sect?”
Looking at the bodies hanging up like at curing, Leonard couldn’t help but complain in his mind.
No wonder he felt that it was so familiar.
This skinning disguise technique, isn’t it sothing the Silver Moon Sect is fond of?
Now looking at this flesh and blood altar in front of him, it couldn’t be any more familiar to Leonard.
“So, these demons also worship the sa Silver Moon Deity?”
Gazing upon an altar hundreds of tis larger than the one he had seen in Sinless City, Leonard suddenly realized sothing.
The history of the old gods is far older than human knowledge could fathom.
He had previously thought that the Silver Moon Sect was an external religious belief passed down from the Taren Dynasty.
But now it seed, the origin was even older.
The sa Silver Moon Deity sacrifice ceremony, appearing in this alternate dinsion.
As if the illusion and reality were connected.
Seeing this, Leonard had a vague hunch: this alternate dinsion is not a fabricated fiction.
Instead, the will of the space had cut out a real historical segnt from the river of ti, tweaked it a little, and ford these alternate dinsions.
This “Delaney Kingdom Civilization” seen now, was a civilization much older than the Taren Dynasty which had perished three thousand years ago.
It was an ancient civilization that had disappeared in the river of ti.
Leonard had read sporadic ntions in so texts that there were several Dark Ages before the Taren Dynasty, when humans and gods and demons coexisted.
“How truly fascinating…”
A thought flashed through Leonard’s mind, as if he had taken a montary journey through the vastness of the historical river.
Each ancient civilization, like dust in the river of history, was countless.
Through the dium of the alternate dinsion, he, with a hyper-dinsional perspective, saw an ancient civilization that had disappeared.
This made him have more reverence for the mysteries of this world.
And more curious.
He had thought this world was a young girl veiled in one layer of mystery, but it turned out to be layered upon layers.
Before Leonard had ti to ponder, the familiar Enlightennt erged again: “You have listened to the Demonic Whispers from the abyss, exemption from ntal chaos, you have touched the ‘Old Days Relic'”.
As soon as the content of the Enlightennt appeared, he saw strands of black thread in his vision converging on each other.
Then they solidified in a corner of the altar.
Seeing this, Leonard couldn’t be more familiar with it. He muttered in his heart, “I thought after the Silver Moon Sect was wiped out, there would be no more chances to interact with the Secret Cause Spirit dium….”
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