Ximengsi Continent’s southern region, the strategic border town of Adelaide Kingdom, Atad, Young Master Hal’s secret basement in the depths of Earl Harrison’s residence.
This place functioned like an Undead Shaman’s mysterious laboratory in addition to showcasing various kinds of wicked war trophies. As a profession targeted by Light Church, most Undead Shamans didn’t dare to openly reveal their identities.
After taking liberties, Hal didn’t care about Alicia but rather went to the room next door to this interrogation room where a strange magic array was placed on the ground. From the design of this magic array, it ought to have been made to trigger an Undead calamity. For any Undead Shaman, being able to trigger an undead calamity by himself was worth his life.
A heavy price was needed to trigger an Undead calamity. If an Undead Shaman of human origin triggered an Undead calamity, most would have to sacrifice themselves to complete the final activating ceremony. Even the very small portion who didn’t sacrifice themselves would find it hard to avoid divine punishment later. After an Undead calamity appeared, trial thunderbolts that came from Divine Realm would fall from the sky and get rid of the Undead Shaman who had triggered the Undead calamity.
Naturally, those who could trigger a Divine Trial belonged to the very highest level existences among Undead Shamans. Most Undead Shamans would insist that their Undead calamity magic was a failure until divine punishment befell them. After all, without attracting the wrath of the heavens, how could it truly be a calamity? From a certain aspect, dying by Divine Trial was the highest glory of Undead Shamans.
After Hal signed a contract with** Demon King Asmode, relying on the power of the legendary Demon King, he had secretly prepared here for three years. After the Undead calamity was triggered, the scale of the resulting Undead calamity would definitely be on the rank of attracting a Divine Trial. However, Clyde guessed that Hal’s ambition was bigger than even those high ranking Undead Shamans and that he was hoping to evade the Divine Trial’s judgment.
After an Undead Shaman triggered an Undead calamity and successfully evaded the Divine Trial’s judgment, they would directly advance to become an Undead Lich. Like those who could endure a heavenly calamity, they would enter a completely new realm. An Undead Lich was no longer limited by its origins as one of the Human Race. After an Undead Shaman advanced to become an Undead Lich, they could choose to go to Ghost Realm to serve a greater being or continue to wander in this realm.
With the strength of Light Church, even if Light Pope personally made a move, he would have no way to purify an Undead Lich and could only seal the Undead Lich with the help of sacred items or request the help of Divine Realm. In the history of Ximengsi Continent, among the Undead Shamans of the Human Race, just two had become Undead Liches. One had nearly overturned Light Church’s headquarters, resulting in Light Church finally using a sacred item to seal it. At that time, it had been the second-generation Light Church who had paid this heavy price. In order to seal this Undead Lich, the second-generation Light Church had declined from prosperity.
The other Undead Lich had been quite unlucky. The location it had chosen to trigger an Undead calamity was in the vicinity of an ancient god’s ruins. By the time a Valkyrie of Divine Realm had hurried over along with battle angels, that Undead Lich and the subordinates it had summoned had all gone missing. Allegedly, the Ancient God sleeping in those ruins had instantly dispatched it for disturbing its rest. To this day, not even its corpse had ever been found.
Young Master Hal was well prepared to advance to become an Undead Lich. That ritual magic array for summoning an Undead calamity had been drawn with the help of ** Demon King Asmode and originated from the Demon King’s hand. Compared to those ritual magic arrays drawn by other Undead Shamans in accordance with incomplete ancient books, this magic ritual array was far superior in quality and, through and through, a genuine product. Other pirated copies could never compare.
The sacrifice for triggering this Undead Calamity Ritual Magic Array would be those white lambs imprisoned in the basement. In order to use them as a sacrifice, he had to maintain the purity of the offerings, partly explaining why he had yet to touch them. Sacrifice was essential in triggering an Undead calamity. Corpses in a graveyard could also be used, but that could only trigger low-level Undead calamities. The quality of the sacrifice directly determined the rank of the Undead calamity triggered. Using chaste, living people as a sacrifice was the highest sacrifice level possible without resorting to rare artifacts.
Naturally, this was not the main reason why these lambs’ spring wells had remained safe from his spear. When Clyde had followed Hal to the Undead Calamity Ritual Magic Array, he had noticed that Hal’s body had already changed under the effects of Undead magic. Usually, because of the dress he wore, no one could discern his changes, but in fact, Hal couldn’t be regarded as a complete human anymore. He didn’t have the tool to commit those erotic crimes, so he had no way to directly snatch the purities of these lambs unless he used toys.
On that ritual magic array, various kinds of dark artifacts were placed at the center position. Basically, all were real goods traded from ** Demon King Asmode. It was very difficult for ordinary Undead Shamans of Human Race to get ahold of these kinds of complete sets of dark artifacts. Closer to the magic array, Clyde could sense inexplicable aura. As an existence of the same camp, Clyde was very sensitive to dark auras, so he immediately noticed something unusual.
All around the Undead Calamity Ritual Magic Array were many cross-shaped frames that had been placed at every magical boundary point of this ritual magic array. Already, the first group of white lambs to be used as sacrifices were tied up on those cross-shaped frames. Each lamb fastened on those cross-shaped frames looked like a crucified Jesus.
Like those previous lambs, these lambs were also already well-trained. Those dazzling R-rings and slave imprints were very conspicuous. These offerings bit onto special iron rods with their mouths, preventing them from completely shutting their mouths. Helpless, they could only maintain this shameful state of being raised and fed at will like livestock. The eyes of these offerings were dull; they already lacked any extravagant hopes for freedom.
“Three days later, I will surpass all of the Human Race and be above all empires of Ximengsi Continent. Until that time… you all, watch them carefully. Don’t let them starve to death. Otherwise, you all will fill the vacant positions. Even if you all have to force-feed them, keep them alive until the ritual.”
In the underground hidden chamber, there were not only prey and exhibits but also many maids responsible for managing the basement’s operations. However, the treatment of these maids was not much better than these lambs. Equivalent to being imprisoned, they also couldn’t leave this basement. Like those white lambs, they were in completely bare states, wearing black leather collars with iron chains attached. Their hands and legs were locked with iron bracelets and anklets respectively, so they could only make small movements. Even taking a single large step was impossible.
The other ends of those ultralong iron chains were locked onto iron hoops on the ceiling, which basically limited the scope of these maids’ activities. They could only move about in the basement. If they wished to walk to the flight of steps, it would be impossible as that was already beyond the limits of the iron chains. Those maids didn’t dare to go against Young Master Hal’s orders. Even though they knew the matter of Hal cultivating undead magic, they also didn’t dare to speak out but rather did what they were responsible for, which was to feed these white lambs and prevent them from starving to death. If by any chance, someone starved to death, they would certainly be turned into substitute offerings to fill the position.
Those maids also had wicked R-rings and slave imprints on their bodies, and their cup sizes had clearly also increased a lot. Merely, compared to those white lambs, these maids had the extra privilege of standing up and moving about, nothing more. Under the wicked orders of Hal, the maids hastily brought food and fed these white lambs as usual.
Most of the white lambs had already accepted their cruel fates and didn’t resist. After the iron rods were temporarily removed, they coordinated with the maids attempting to feed them. If they thought of resisting, then they would be forcibly fed. In the beginning, there were many prey who had cried for help or pleaded, but after all this time, none wasted effort on this kind of useless thing; all had already accepted the other party’s rearing arrangements.
Despite the terrible dungeon environment, Hal was still very generous with the food supply. The food wasn’t leftovers and were actually on the grade of cooked dishes presented at Earl Harrison’s banquet. Since they were offerings, he wanted to plump up the sacrificial parties. The resistance of the female knights was the most intense; however, this posed no problem for Hal. He made it clear to Alicia that if they didn’t cooperate, then those innocent maids and lambs in the prison would be executed.
As a paladin, Alicia had been indoctrinated in the morals inherent to this profession, and Hal had completely figured out her thoughts; thus, she could only humiliate herself and follow the latter’s commands. After her small ball was temporarily removed, like the other lambs, Miss Alicia accepted the shameful experience of being fed by the maids. A special medicament had obviously been added to the food. During this rearing time, their cup sizes unconsciously rose and the growing feeling of heaviness was very obvious.
The imprisonment of Miss Alicia and the beautiful female knights under her leadership hadn’t been very long, so they still weren’t thoroughly degenerate like the other white lambs. However, according to their current status, it was only a matter of time before they degenerated.
“Grow a lot! By the next time, you lot can wear R-rings and also have imprints. No need to worry: I will arrange for someone to substitute for you during the wedding ceremony. Stay here nicely waiting for me.”
After confirming that the Undead Calamity Ritual Magic Array was completely normal, he walked in front of Miss Alicia. Raising her smooth chin, he declared his next wicked plan. Alicia nearly fainted upon hearing her bosom would be pierced with R-rings as well as that she would be marked with a slave imprint the next time. If this went on, then she would truly become like those white lambs.
“Even if you have the goddess’s blessing and protection, you cannot escape. This is your destiny. The time has come. I have to go participate in the banquet; otherwise, that old bastard will grumble again.”
Hal turned around and left the basement through that flight of steps. He often displayed himself outside in order to avoid Ear Harrison noticing anything unusual. After the basement’s entrance was closed, Alicia despaired once more. Thinking of how she would soon wear R-rings and would be imprinted, she cried, not knowing what to do.
However, Alicia quickly noticed that the dark aura of the basement didn’t disappear with Hal’s departure but rather became even denser. It was a dark aura completely different from the previous one. Afterward, a figure completely shrouded in dark mist walked out of the wall’s shadows and stood in front of her.
Because the dark mist completely shrouded the figure, Alicia was unable to clearly see the figure’s true appearance, but Alicia’s instincts told her that this mysterious fellow in front of her was far more terrifying than Hal or even that Demon King behind Hal. The level of this dark energy was of a completely different grade.
