1.720 The Death Merchant’s Feast

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4E 201, Night Star Month (December) 25th, Carnival.

The New Year celebrations in Tamriel begin with the Carnival on December 25. In addition to the traditional carnival and drinking, this day is also a holiday for entertaining guests, giving gifts, and gatherings. In short, the people who have been busy all year will spend the next week singing, dancing and reveling in carnival. Leave a whole year of love and hate behind. Then dragging your exhausted body into the new year. And curled up under the thick fur, like a hibernating snow bear to recover from the body's deficit.

As the new Carnival Goddess, the news spread like wildfire that Sangjian was preparing to hold a grand banquet on this day and strongly invited the lords to attend. Just like the Gray Stone Castle has no secrets, it spread almost immediately throughout the Annihilation Plane ruled by the Sixteen Demon Gods.

The venue is the obvious Bloodrose Castle in Gray Harbor. The "Grey Harbor", which was once called the "Gray Paradise" by the vampires and werewolves of the Gray Army, is now increasingly being replaced by the "Carnival Harbor" or "Happy Harbor". This also confirms from one aspect the increasingly stable divinity of the Carnival Goddess Sanjian.

Although this news is not a secret in the Gray Stone Castle, it is strictly kept secret from the entire Ximu Territory. Even many of the nine lords who have not joined the Lord's Law and are still bystanders do not know the news. But everyone knows that "there is no airtight wall in the world."

In the broken and silent Death Light Castle, a magic door quietly opened.

The strange visitor who walked out of the "Rose Vine Portal" frowned subconsciously. The "sweet" air of Blood Rose Castle was suddenly replaced by the "lifeless" breath of complete annihilation, making visitors extremely uncomfortable.

The Annihilation Wasteland has lost the creation of Chaos and is completely dead. Even the Demon of Annihilation is unwilling to stay.

This does not mean that the completely dead Annihilation Wasteland is harmful to the body of the devil. It's more of a mental intolerance. In the words of later generations, "human beings are social animals." Even the devil is no exception. This is the so-called "birds of a feather flock together and people flock together". Bring this sentence into the world of swords and magic: "The cohesion of faith is the convergence of spirit." Being in a wasteland that has lost the "death and annihilation fragments" of the creation of chaos is equivalent to being completely "isolated" from the world. Especially for those with strong spiritual power who are accustomed to being in the belief circuit, the loneliness coming from the soul is absolutely unbearable.

This is also the reason why there are many similar "death fragments" in the plane of annihilation, but no demons will come close.

To put it simply, without the creation of chaos, the demons cannot be born, and without the demons, there will be no faith to sacrifice to the demon god. This complete collapse of the belief system is also the reason why the Death Light Castle, located in the Dead Land, has been ignored for most of the thousands of years.

That feeling is not like an inconspicuous stone placed on the roadside. Everyone can see it when passing by, but everyone ignores it.

"Dark under the lamp" may also be used to describe the situation of this death light castle.

Walk along the broken spiral stairs step by step into the depths of the castle. The dusty memories of strange visitors are revived. Indeed, at one point in time, this Death Light Castle was also part of the Hundred Thousand Carnival Realm. Sanguin held a feast of the merchants of death here. The followers of the Carnival King from the present world or from the annihilation came to the banquet one after another with bright bloody lips.

The final winner is sleeping quietly in the deepest reservoir of Deathlight Castle.

It can only be opened with Sanjian's rose gold key.

Accompanied by the sound of gurgling water, "black blood" gradually flowed out of the large dry reservoir. Because it is in absolute "death and annihilation", just like the original grape wine that has been stored for countless centuries, the "black blood" is completely uncorrupted.

As more and more "black blood" poured in, the viscosity was appropriately diluted, and ripples began to flash. In the center of the large reservoir, an ancient obsidian coffin slowly rose from the surging "blood flowers". Against the backdrop of the sarcophagus, the black blood is quickly "fading" into bright red.

Absorbing all the magic power contained in the black blood, the obsidian sarcophagus slowly opened. The mummy in the coffin with its hands folded on its chest was filled with the magic power of "blood magic" pouring in from all directions.

"Ah..." With a long sigh, the blood mother Lame Bal, dressed in a white gauze dress, woke up again after many years.

"Good day, madam." The strange visitor saluted respectfully.

"You are...Trevas the Tempter." The blood mother's memory was also rapidly filled with the continuous influx of blood magic. Seducer Trilvath is the apostle of the Lord of Carnival. Responsible for welcoming guests to the Death Feast. Whether in this world or in annihilation, she is always busy.

"It's me, madam." The Seducer Trivas said in an unchanging tone of respect, "The new banquet hall has been decorated. My hostess sincerely invites you to attend."

"'New Banquet Hall', 'Your Mistress'." When the black blood filling the large reservoir turned into a faint crimson, the blood mother Lame Bal, who had regained her peak strength, stepped on the water with her bare feet, taking one step at a time. He walked towards Trevas, the Tempter, who was hovering in mid-air with his wings spread.

"Yes, madam. Blood Rose Castle is the 'new banquet hall', and the Carnival Goddess Sanjian is my mistress." The Tempter Trivas bowed his head humbly.

"So the King of Carnival became the Goddess of Carnival." Blood Mother Lame Barr keenly captured the "change" of divinity.

"This is the mistress's 'drop of blood'. After you taste it, everything will be clear." The Tempter Trivas presented a crystal bottle containing a Sweet Sanguine Rosehip to the Blood Mother Latin American Barr.

"Ah..." Tasting the sweetness of the blood rose hips, the memory of Carnival Goddess Sanjian flooded into the mind of Blood Mother Lame Bal. Just like the blood of the devil, it has endless aftertaste.

It seems like a long time, but in fact it is just a short eating period from chewing to swallowing. The blood mother Lame Baer knew all the secrets of the carnival goddess Sanjian: "So, the 'last dragonborn' became the 'real world Shu'er, and the carnival king Sanjian who was conquered by 'that game' became Ximu One of the Baron’s ‘ring goddesses’.”

"That is the truth, ma'am." Seducer Trevas cautiously agreed.

"So the current Carnival Goddess Sanguin believes that as long as I participate in 'that game', the 'Father of Torment' will come."

"That's it, madam." Trevas the Seducer said in the tone of Sanguine, the Carnival Goddess: "'Drink deep from the world, and you shall be rewarded.)'."

This sentence is actually the original words of the blood mother Lame Baer when she converted her followers.

"Greater thirst reveals greater power. Starvation makes their hearts boil over—heated by the cursed flames that brought me to new life. )." Amidst the boiling laughter, blood mother Ramey Baal's whole body was filled with demonic flames of hatred.

The invitation was successful.