Fantasy: After three years of pregnancy, a Saiyan was born

Chapter 314: A Huge Pothole

All the soldiers roared with excitement on their faces.

......

And at this moment, on the other side of the war, I only saw, in the valley, on a huge and incomparable altar. One soldier with a shovel in his hand, kept digging huge holes, more and more holes, digging deeper and deeper. Cracks are crumbling.

And on the altar, you can see it impressively.

He could see that Hephaestus was sitting quietly on the altar, emitting a strange halo around his body, and wisps of magical light enveloped his body, making his body look even more holy. It's like a god.

"The great Hephaestus, the great Lord has come. Please dedicate your most devout faith to your master, and please give your own strength to your master. Let's build a new altar. Welcome to the glory of the master. "

At the edge of the altar, Aragorn knelt down in prayer with a respectful face.

His voice was full of piety.

"I see, Aragorn, my people, that you have done a good job, and I will reward you for gaining greater power. Hephaestus opened his eyes, his gaze fell on the altar, looked at Hephaestus, and said slowly.

Hephaestus saw the crack under the altar.

In the crack, it was pitch black, and faintly, it seemed that a gloomy cold wind blew in from the crack, and the cold wind was very strange and terrifying, and even the soul would drift with the wind.

This is the breath of death.

Obviously, the area under the altar should be a tomb.

A grave where the dead are buried.

"Master, the remains of these cultists were all exhumed from the tombs of the dead, they are all evil beings and should be banished to the underworld. So that they can never be reincarnated. Aragorn said in a deep voice: "I think that the corpses of these cultists should be arranged by me. "

His eyes flashed with frenzy, and he looked at the corpses of the cultists, wishing to burn them all at once.

He loves fire.

In his eyes, only the bright red flame is the most dazzling existence.

"Hmph, give these corpses to me, I'm going to burn their corpses and refine them into puppets. "

Hephaestus sneered, flipped his wrist, and saw a bronze coffin appear on the altar, this coffin, very huge, with chains sealing the coffin, and the coffin was engraved with countless mysterious textures. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Click!

Hephaestus waved with one hand. A chain automatically flew out of the coffin, wrapped around the cultists, circled, tied to the coffin, dragged the coffin, and drilled into the coffin.

Hephaestus had a look of anticipation on his face as he entered the coffin.

In the coffin, however, a large amount of wealth was piled up.

"'Master, subordinates retire. "[]

After doing all this, Aragorn bowed and said, turned and quickly left.

When leaving, do not forget to fill a wagon with gold from the earth.

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A hundred miles away from the city, it was impressively seen that a group of cultists wrapped in black robes were gathering together, each exuding a strong aura of death.

Hephaestus stood in mid-air.

"Hahaha, finally there is blood food to enjoy again. "

"It's a piece of fat, and when we eat it, we grow stronger, and I can smell blood. My stomach couldn't help but squirm and eat. "

"It's amazing to finally be able to taste the food again. It's intoxicating. "

The faces of the cultists showed excited looks, and their mouths opened one by one, revealing sharp fangs, revealing a look of hunger and thirst ~ hope.