But I don't know where it started. The crew all knelt on the ground, kowtowing one by one, yelling loudly for the immortal lord, long live the immortal lord.

Obviously, they will be regarded as gods, but there is nothing wrong with this. Xiaozhi was originally a god. God of destruction!

When these people on the deck kept kowtow, the officials of the Qing court who were in charge of merchant shipping on the ship also knelt on the ground and kept promises, "Don’t worry, the old gods don’t eat rays tonight, don’t eat rays tonight. Go! Change to beef! Change to beef!"

Ray is considered a very delicious fish. They are flat, like bats. There are sometimes poisonous spines on the tail and back. This stinger is highly poisonous. But rays are basically very delicious, and there are basically no bones on their bodies.

In the coastal areas, rays are considered to be very high-end seafood. All the officials of the Qing court on board belonged to the imperial court. They have official positions, and they usually eat differently from the crew.

Their food was exquisite, and Xiaozhi naturally ate and drank along the way. But these people eat rays every day, but Xiaozhi is a bit greasy. Now that he has rescued them, Xiaozhi is also very rudely requesting to change his taste.

After Xiaozhi saved the lives of the merchant ship and everyone on the merchant ship, the crew on the merchant ship knew that there was a "fairy" on board the ship.

In order to express their gratitude to Xiaozhi, they specially set a table for Xiaozhi on the boat. Then the cook on the boat will prepare dishes for Xiaozhi.

Xiaozhi was not polite to the dishes they put on the table. Basically, he was given a meal to sweep away the residual clouds. Sometimes a comment or two will be left, such as the dish was cooked well today.

With such a "fairy" on board, the crew members who were worried about long-distance ocean voyages naturally no longer have the slightest fear.

The storms before, were all disintegrated in an instant. So what's terrible about them. The merchant ship went all the way, and after sailing for more than half a month, it finally arrived in Venice.

After arriving in Venice, Xiaozhi left a line on the altar table on the boat, "If the mountains and rivers meet, don't pass it."

It was just Xiaozhi who left this line of characters casually, but what he didn't know was that the altar table he left behind was collected by the officials on the ship and used it as a family heirloom for a long time. Even three hundred years later, it was collected in a certain national museum.

After arriving in Venice, Xiaozhi didn't need to inquire at all, he soon found the dark saint who was entrenched in the city.

These people are too rampant. In fact, the whole of Venice has been controlled by the Dark Saints headed by Yavid. They do what they want in this city. Even kill mortals at will, and use their souls to worship the underworld in exchange for the underworld's support.

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Because the dark saint ruled the city, many statues were erected in the city. These statues are no one else's, they all belong to Yavid, the leader of the Dark Saint.

He ruled this city, using cruel methods to search for the wealth of the people of Venice. At the same time, he betrayed the souls of the people of Venice in exchange for life from the underworld.

Use a hundred kind souls in exchange for a year's life. This kind of thing, for the underworld, is naturally very cost-effective. In the underworld, no matter it is any underworld, they are willing to do this business. For Yavid, he is also very satisfied.

As long as he can live forever and enjoy the glory and wealth of the world, what a mortal soul is. In his eyes, those mortal souls can get as much as they want.

The town hall of Venice. This was originally the political center of Venice. Among the big merchants in Venice, the highest-ranking speaker ruled. But now this place has become the castle of the Dark Saints.

Today, Yavid will be here to hold a sacrifice ceremony to the gods. And the object of his sacrifice was not someone else, but death.

Some time ago, he received an oracle from the **** of death. The **** of death needs him to sacrifice a hundred pure and flawless souls. As a deal, Avio and all Dark Star Saints will be blessed by Death!

Pure soul, this kind of thing is even more rare. In this world, as long as they stay in this world for a little longer, then their souls will no longer be pure. Pure souls are only available to children who have just been born.

The one hundred pure and flawless souls that the **** of death needed naturally required Yavid to sacrifice to him one hundred young children who had just been born.

This kind of thing sounds very cruel. But for Yavid, so what. What he wanted was the power bestowed by death. As long as he can get what he wants, other things, what to do with him? !

He is a villain. Yavid has already clearly understood this point. But it is precisely because of this that he has a better understanding of what he wants as a wicked person. Prosperity and wealth, luxury and pleasure, and a long life that can be used to enjoy it all.

In his opinion, everything that protects the earth and the kindness, love, and justice of the world are nothing but shit. These things are worthless in his eyes!

In Venice’s city hall, a huge altar has been built. This huge altar was specially built by him to make sacrifices to the underworld. As for the materials used to build the altar, it is very simple, using the corpses and flesh and blood of the Venetians.

One by one, the children had been tied to the altar, and the white candles were lit, blooming with miserable light. It just seems to give people a creepy illusion.

In these white rays of light, the children seemed to have a foreboding of their own destiny, and they kept crying. However, no one can come to save them.

Everyone in this city has fallen into despair following the arrival of these villains. As for the parents of these children, some of them were killed when they resisted, and some were hiding in their homes, crying bitterly.

On the high-rise of the city hall, Yavid in a suit is sitting on a chair. He has his legs crossed, holding a goblet in his hand, which is filled with delicious red wine. These red wines were all transported from Paris, France, from the sea to Venice.

Savoring the delicious red wine, Yavid's face wore a triumphant smile. No matter what time it was, whenever he thought of his stupid and stubborn master, his heart was filled with ridicule. ,, ..