This Lich Requests More Remuneration-Chapter 135 - 126 The Boy Who Worships Dragons

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Chapter 135: Chapter 126: The Boy Who Worships Dragons

Chapter 135 -126: The Boy Who Worships Dragons

The desolate cawing of crows echoed across the sky.

A flock of crows formed a dark cloud, hovering over the plaza outside the castle.

These flat-haired beasts were waiting for their dinner to arrive.

On the blood-drenched plaza, executioners wore black leather hoods, their naked bodies painted with bizarre patterns in fresh blood, tattoos that praised malice and brutality, masterpieces of the devils of Hell.

One by one, ragged slaves were brought before the executioners.

Gouging eyes, cutting tongues, flaying bones, extracting tendons… the executioners inflicted a variety of tortures upon the slaves at will.

The screams were the perfect background music, only serving to excite the executioner further, making his actions even more cruel and unrestrained.

Most of the slaves died wailing, their blood seeping into the ground, feeding a terrifying magic array, and their tortured souls were devoured by the blood-colored demon shadows hovering above.

This was the sacrificial ritual that the Cerberus Family had been conducting for a long time.

There are many Lords of the Nine Layers of Hell, but the Cerberus Family worships Tiamat, the Evil Dragon Goddess of Avernus, the First Layer of Hell.

Tiamat’s true form is that of a multicolored giant dragon, said to have five dragon heads, and it is rumored that all chromatic dragons in the world are her descendants.

Yet the Cerberus Family, having skulked in Alchemy City to cling onto survival, had been shunned by Tiamat and had no right to bear her five-headed dragon emblem, having to use the dishonorable Cerberus as a substitute.

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It wasn’t until now that they brazenly began to display Tiamat’s five-headed dragon emblem again.

Because, times had changed.

This family wouldn’t have dared to carry out such a flagrant sacrifice while the Alchemist Council was still in existence, as Alchemy City was one of the few countries that allowed the worship of Hell to exist.

It was only after the sudden destruction of Alchemy City that the Cerberus Family realized the turning point of fate had arrived.

Anyone could foresee that with the destruction of Alchemy City, the entire kingdom would descend into chaos, inevitably leading to a large-scale war. And war is a breeding ground for pain and torment, the best gift to Hell.

A large number of serfs were sacrificed to open the Gates of Hell for the Hell Lords, summoning those hellish monsters to come forth.

After accomplishing these deeds, the Cerberus Family finally stood tall and regained Tiamat’s favor.

However, they were acutely aware that their family was facing a major crisis. Their plan to assassinate the Elven Delegation had failed. The Gates of Hell were destroyed, and a heap of cannon fodder was sacrificed in vain. Without stopping the negotiations, not only was it possible for the chaos in Alchemy City to end prematurely, but they also had to brace for the Elves’ retribution.

Thus, the Cerberus Family had no choice but to go all-in, intensifying the sacrifices.

Seizing the opportunity amidst the chaos, the Cerberus Family captured many prisoners, ready to sacrifice them all at once.

Such cruel slaughtering had already been underway for two days, but the effects seemed to be lacking.

Although Tiamat was a Lord of Hell, she was not one of those devils obsessed with torture and cruelty; she was the Mother of Dragons who preferred power.

The Cerberus Family’s previous actions, expanding territory, plundering populations, and instigating wars for profit, were all behaviors Tiamat favored, so her rewards were quite generous.

But after the failure of the assassination attempt, the Cerberus Family’s bloody and brutal sacrifices failed to pique Tiamat’s interest.

While the tormented souls were hard currency in Hell, such a simplistic and brutal approach simply couldn’t excite the Evil Dragon Goddess.

Nevertheless, the Cerberus Family had no other choice; they now had to use all means to strengthen their own power in order to face the impending retribution.

This wasn’t a desperate and blind attempt because the Cerberus Family had produced a prodigy who was not far from becoming Legendary. The previous blessings from Tiamat were all spent on this genius, leaving him just one step away from Legendary status. If this sacrifice could be successfully completed, then this genius would be able to ascend to Legendary status.

A single Legendary might not withstand an Elven army, but a Legendary was enough to protect the elite of the family and to start anew elsewhere.

If they couldn’t win, fleeing was no problem for the Cerberus Family who worshipped Hell.

But for those prisoners and serfs who were sacrificed, this was the greatest human tragedy.

Among the prisoners, a young child was chained and shackled, moving with difficulty.

He was different from the other numb captives; he kept his head down, hiding his angry eyes, his mouth continually moving, whispering prayers in the softest voice.

He was reciting the prayers of the Lord of the Dawn, which he had recently learned from a paladin called Masstar.

This boy was Geronimo.

Geronimo’s luck was truly bad, much worse than being chosen by Masstar as a secret weapon to counter Amberser. His talent was so impressive that the paladin had already decided to take him as an apprentice after the war.

But because Amberser played by his own rules, not waiting in his castle for the hero to come and challenge him, but rather personally setting out to ambush the hero.

Geronimo’s first opportunity to rise above his station was lost, and he was once again a forgotten serf left behind in Alchemy City, no longer of concern to anyone.

But Geronimo did not give up; he remembered the teachings of the Lord of the Dawn: “Thou shalt perfect thyself, never boast in complacency; thy body and heart should be fertile, maintaining caution and courage in times of danger; thou must adhere to justice, embracing life in the face of death.”