"The filthy human."

On the edge of the southeast corner of the Hydra Palace, a top-notch neighborhood, a luxurious mansion.

In the three underground secret room nearly a hundred feet deep underground, a bloody sacrifice has come to an end.

The black altar was stained red by the girl's blood, and the white body was lying on the altar in vain.

Dozens of noble men and women wearing only a thin silk cloak were laughing, drinking wine mixed with blood, while dipping the blood from the altar with their hands and smearing on the bodies of their companions.

In the corner of the secret room, Arya, the Archbishop of Hill Church, was sitting on a large chair, holding her legs and holding a wine glass, savoring the extremely pure century-old wine that was not mixed with any foreign objects.

As the Archbishop of Hill Church, his hands are bloody, killing countless people, and lingering around him, and carrying countless blood evil spirits, Arya's aesthetic is extremely... pure!

She is just a little bit good, and there is no lack of strong handsome men around her.

In addition, all her aesthetic tastes, such as food, clothing, housing, transportation, etc., are very pure, at least much purer than the idiot nobles who volunteered to join Hill Church and worship the ultimate end.

She occasionally tastes blood wine at bloody sacrifices.

Occasionally when Hill's evil power rolls in her body, she will use blood wine to calm the terrifying flames in her body.

In addition to these special moments, she is more willing to enjoy this pure and beautiful century-old wine, taste the rich and sweet foie gras, taste the delicious and rich caviar, or give it a cup of expensive truffle soup.

"The lowly mess."

Arya smiled, squinted her eyes and glanced at the nobles who could no longer control the beastly nature in her body, and men and women were mixed together.

She could feel the evil power rolling in the bodies of these idiots.

Their lives and their souls are burning, and they turn themselves into fuel and release huge ending power... The Supreme Hill is greedily savoring this wonderful breath behind the distant void.

The evil power obtained by just offering sacrifices and using the lives and souls of innocent girls to pour into the bodies of these nobles like a tide. They burn their lives and souls, which undoubtedly makes their natural lifespan become shorter and shorter.

But the influx of evil forces will support their bodies, make them young and strong, and make their own feelings more and more wonderful.

Wait until their bodies are completely replaced by the sacrificed evil forces...

Oh, a group of perfect Hill puppets will be completely completed.

The aristocrats in front of them are also considered to be middle-class in the aristocratic system of the entire Derren Empire. They are the targets that Arya and Magnan cooperated and carefully selected through Magnan's introduction.

When they are completely corrupted, everything they have will become Arya's private wealth.

Their wealth, their power, their connections, everything about them will belong to Arya.

The most perfect thing is that Arya contacted Magnan and selected these people, but Magnan did not know that Arya had transformed them into Hill's believers.

"Ha, idiot." Arya drank the glass of Chinese American wine in one go.

She muttered proudly: "What a pity, that little guy Magnan, although he is a little younger, has a strong impact."

"What a pity...but, although he was imprisoned, if he could control her mother...hee, the princess of the Ice Sea Kingdom? Well, maybe, I can personally experience the strength of the Prince of the Derren Empire?"

He threw the valuable crystal wine glass and let it smash on the floor. Arya said leisurely: "Is there any new news coming back from the Apophis Palace?"

In the secret room, the void wriggled for a while.

A hoarse, vague, full of viscous and filthy power, like cold flowing asphalt, a suffocating sound quietly sounded. The language it used was by no means the language of any country in the Medlands.

Ancient and uncommon, every syllable is filled with endless evil and filth.

Arya narrowed her eyes: "Poor Vironia, was caught? Oh, Oh, Hellinger's killing? That little fat man? Ah, then, Vironia baby, will definitely betray me!"

Shaking his head, Arya said softly: "So, it is still necessary to arrange some more strongholds in Fort Heidra. I believe that the army of the Derren Empire has rushed to my residence yesterday, right?"

Shaking his body gently, Arya stood up and smiled charmingly: "When they found out that they had lost all the time, the angry fat man, what would he do to our Vilonia?"

"Will he be so harsh? I hope this is!"

"In the hearts of the Portua people, if the little princess with a special status is killed by the little fat man... What an interesting result is this. Will those Portua people fight back?"

"Oh, oh, oh, as long as we provide them with enough arms, millions of Potouse people who have rebelled in the heart of the Derren Empire, I can't help but want to see this wonderful scene!"

The evil, murderous, muddy voice sounded again.

Arya pursed her lips and smiled contemptuously: "Florence? Haha, although we are collaborators, what does he want to do have to do? What does it have to do with me? Betrayal, betrayal, and... stabbing me in the back. Isn't this our routine?"

"Tell me my orders, if the Deren Empire can trace Florence, then let it go."

"In this world tomorrow, if the Deren Empire has not yet traced Florence, then let our people sell him."

"A king of the Al organization...is worth our risk to destroy him."

"Maybe, he is planning how to destroy us now."

In the sky, three giant war airships flew slowly, like three extremely patient killer whales, approaching their prey step by step.

In the pod of the airship, Joe, who was wrapped in a wool blanket on his upper and lower bodies, staring at Virenya fiercely.

"She, here?"

Virenya looked at Joe tremblingly: "When I met her, she wasn't here."

"But my tribe is well-informed."

"After she handed over the red gem to me, she took the people and secretly moved here... This happened to be discovered by my tribe."

Virenya looked at Joe in fear: "Actually, after knowing her identity, I have collected almost all of her information from my tribe... Not only this place, but also the Hill Church in Fort Heidra, but also twenty-three secret strongholds, I know."

Joe raised his eyebrows.

He looked at a group of big men standing beside him, from the Hydra Palace, the Golden Oak Church, and the Silver Oak Church.

A bishop from the Holy Court of the Golden Oak Church stared at Virenya with a gloomy face: "Before, why didn't you say you knew that Hill's Church was in Fort Heidra... so many secret strongholds?"

Virenya almost softened to the ground, and she said hysterically: "But Joe didn't ask me so much, he just asked me where Arya is!"

Qiao patted his forehead hard, and he glanced at everyone around him: "Can the twenty-three strongholds be destroyed at once?"

Everyone got together and exchanged a few brief words. Two great nuns from the Yingui Church took Vilenia to the side.

Soon, Virenya explained the addresses of all the secret strongholds of Hill Church in Fort Heidra as she knew. Two Hydra Secret Guards quickly left the pod and sent the news back to the Hydra Palace.

Three giant airships climbed quickly, reaching a height of 60,000 feet above the ground, and away from the mansion where Arya was hiding with the wind.

A quarter of an hour later, Hydra's Secret Guard returned.

They brought the orders of Mata XIII - half an hour later, the entire city of Heidra Fort was blocked, and the entire power of the empire and the church was concentrated, and a full-scale raid was launched on all the strongholds of Hill Church in Heidra Fort.

Joe stood in the pod window and looked at the huge mansion surrounded by woods below.

Putting aside the palace buildings like Hydra Palace and Apophis Palace, the mansion in front of Joe is considered top-notch in the entire Hydra Fort. People who can live in such a mansion are either rich or noble.

Moreover, according to the information sent back from the Hydra Palace, the owner of this mansion does have an extraordinary background.

Mata XIII was the heir to the throne of a powerful kingdom in the Medlands continent.

In order to pursue Margaret III, Mata XIII voluntarily gave up the right to inherit the throne and came to the Delun Empire with a similar status as a marriage into the family.

Thirty years ago, the motherland of Mata XIII collapsed due to civil strife and three princes fought for the throne, and they split from a powerful kingdom into three second-rate small kingdoms.

The owner of the house, Mata Sol Laurenberg, his father, was the nephew of Mata XIII. In the former kingdom, he held the throne of marquis, and in the original kingdom, he served as deputy minister of the Ministry of Finance.

Before the chaos in the kingdom broke out, the marquis resolutely led his private army to "guard" the "treasury" of most of the kingdom, and fled to the Delun Empire with Mata, who was only one year old, for political protection.

Fifteen years ago, the old marquis died of illness, and Mata inherited his marquis title and his huge and unfathomable family wealth.

Because of Mata XIII, no one could control the young Mata in Heida Fort, and no one dared to control it. Because of its huge family wealth, Mata quickly grew into a squandering playboy.

But after all, he is an "escape nobleman". Although Mata is a playboy, he is not as reckless as Magnan and his friends, doing evil deeds.

But this time, he involved Arya!

Joe ordered the arrest of Arya, and everyone also clarified the arrest location, but there was no objection from the Hydra Palace!

Hmm!
Chapter completed!