Daddy the Miracle Medic

Chapter 580 Terrifying Cave

Splash!

A master of the Ghost Plaque Sect grabbed the chain and dragged Stephanie and the other women out of their cage like livestock, pulling them along roughly.

"No! Don't!"

"I don't want to die!"

"Please let me go! Waaah..."

"I was just here for a fortune-telling..."

"Don't! Don't..."

"You bastards will get what's coming to you!"

Cries, pleas, and curses filled the air.

The women who had been imprisoned here before Stephanie's capture knew full well the fate they would face when taken away. Previously, women had been taken out and never returned. They did not believe for a moment that those women had been set free.

Stephanie, at this moment, had also turned pale with fear, filled with regret and panic, helplessly being dragged forward.

After a few minutes, they were dragged into a vast cave. It was eerie and terrifying, with blue ghostly flames flickering on the walls, and the ground was covered with candles. It felt as if some kind of evil ritual was taking place.

"Master, the last batch has been brought here!"

The leader of the Ghost Plaque Sect, the expert from before, reported to an old man standing in the cave. His eye sockets were deep-set, filled with a malevolent and venomous gaze, his eyes resembling those of a poisonous snake. He had thinning hair and a small stature, appearing like an evil ghost.

This person was Killian Ghost, the sect master of the Ghost Plaque Sect, a pinnacle expert in the later stage of Core Formation.

By his side were several other similarly sinister-looking elderly men, all high-ranking members of the Ghost Plaque Sect, comparable to the former Hawkeye Ghost in status, with their strength surpassing the Core Formation Realm.

It could be said that the Ghost Plaque Sect had deployed all of their experts for this ritual. To prevent any unforeseen circumstances and ensure the smooth progress of the ritual, the sect master and all the elders were present.

"Yes! Good! Very good!"

"With the fresh blood of these virgins, the Blood Fury will surely rise to glory!"

"Hehehehe..."

The sect master, Killian Ghost, surveyed Stephanie and the other women, with a sinister glint in his eyes.

At this moment, Stephanie looked around and immediately felt a tingling sensation on her scalp, her soul trembling. She was terrified, and her back became drenched with sweat.

The cries and pleas of the other women grew louder, with many of them so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, losing control of their bodily functions.

In the center of the cave, there was a huge pool. It was filled with dark red liquid, emitting an indescribable stench, whether it was blood or something else was unknown.

Within the pool, there was a "strange tree"!

This tree resembled a willow tree, with its branches spread out, and the trunk was as thick as the embrace of three people.

However, its branches were all blood-red, and they waved about as if in a demonic dance. Among them were more than ten particularly thick branches that resembled tentacles, their tips impaling women's bodies.

The slightly transparent branches allowed one to see the blood flowing turbulently, continuously drawing from the bodies of those women.

At this point, the bodies of these "sacrificed" women appeared withered. They had been drained dry by this "demonic tree."

Undoubtedly, this process must have been extremely painful.

Their features were extremely distorted, and their shriveled flesh clung tightly to their bones, making them appear even more horrifying.

Witnessing this scene, Stephanie and the other women finally understood the fate that awaited them. It was a hundred or a thousand times more terrifying than they had imagined before.

"You demons!"

"No! Please!"

"I beg you, I'll do anything, just let me go, please!"

"Dad, Mom... save me!"

"Demons, you're all demons!"

"This is hell!"

The women screamed and cried out, their panic surpassing even the fear they would face at the end of the world.

"Hehehe, you're right, this is indeed hell!" the Ghost Plaque Sect master laughed sinisterly.

"You demons who have extinguished all humanity, someone will put an end to you!" Stephanie angrily cursed.

Her words were met with even more cruel laughter from the members of the Ghost Plaque Sect.

The bald master was being led by Lachlan as if he were a prisoner, guiding him ahead.

As they advanced, they entered a continuous range of mountains.

The further they went, the more Lachlan could feel the lingering resentment in the air!

This indicated just how many living beings the Ghost Plaque Sect had harmed...

"Who are you, and what grudge do you have with the Ghost Plaque Sect?" the bald master couldn't help but ask, his eyes flickering.

"I am Lachlan Willis!" Lachlan said coldly.

Upon hearing this, the bald master's pupils contracted, a trace of shock and understanding flashing in his eyes. Lachlan? The powerful young man who brought much hatred and fear to many experts of the Ghost Plaque Sect. Butch Ghost, Hawkeye Ghost, and Heskel Ghost-these three, master and disciples, were all defeated by Lachlan. Among them, Heskel Ghost was a late-stage Core Formation expert, and he never returned.

In addition, the Britt family, who had.

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colluded with the Ghost Plaque Sect and helped them capture children, also perished at the hands of

Lachlan.

It could be said that this young man named Lachlan was the number one enemy the Ghost Plaque Sect had encountered in so many years. However, due to the successive defeats of Hawkeye Ghost and the others, the Ghost Plaque Sect maintained a cautious attitude towards Lachlan. For now, they didn't want to provoke him actively.

They were waiting for the birth of the Blood Fury, and Lachlan would be their first target at that time.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually... came to their doorstep on his own?

The bald master remained calm, seemingly obediently leading the way ahead.

But deep inside, he sneered!

He knew that during this time, the sect master and many experts were stationed within the sect.

Moreover, the Ghost Plaque Sect was filled with formations and mysteries, making it easy to defend but hard to attack.

Even a Golden Core expert could fall with a single careless mistake!

In the eyes of the bald master, as long as he led Lachlan to the Ghost Plaque Sect, even to the side of the bloody formation, the guy would undoubtedly die.

With this thought in mind, the bald master wiped away the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, feeling resentful about the arms that Lachlan had disabled and discarded. en.swhovels.net

After a while, he brought Lachlan to a cave at the foot of a mountain.

At that moment, Lachlan suddenly sensed something and snorted coldly. The Glacial River Dragon Sparrow Blade appeared in his hand.

Swish!

The next moment, a blade light flashed, accompanied by the dissipation of fluctuating formations.

After a few screams, two figures were sent flying out of a corner in the cave, blood splattering.

When they hit the ground, their heads were already separated from their bodies.

At the same time, a protective formation of the Ghost Plaque Sect was shattered by Lachlan's power, directly dispersing it.

"Receive!" Lachlan coldly shouted, his face filled with indifference.

The souls of the two Ghost Plaque Sect experts were instantly gathered and absorbed into his body by the Dragon Ancestor's Soul.

Witnessing this scene, the bald master widened his eyes, and his eyelids twitched aggressively.

His heart was filled with astonishment!

Not only was Lachlan powerful, but he also seemed to have considerable knowledge of mystical arts?

For a moment, he dared not make any rash moves and obediently led Lachlan through the cave, entering the true territory of the Ghost Plaque Sect.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.