C16 Flame Robe

Mo Xie looked at her surroundings and tensed up for over ten seconds. After discovering that there were no more movements, she let out a sigh of relief.

He took a closer look around and by the light of the torches he could see that the walls were covered with dark, blood-red murals. However, he could not see what was painted on them.

When he got closer, he saw that the wall was filled with scenes of people killing each other …

Seeing these scenes, Mo Xie's expression became nervous, and her heartbeat quickened.

He could even hear the agonized screams of those killed.

The scene was vivid and lifelike, as if it had truly happened right in front of him and was still vivid in his mind.

One of the images depicted a man tied to a pillar. An ugly looking man cut open his lower abdomen with a bullknife and pulled out large and small intestines, which he then placed in a frying pan. His intestines were smoking from the explosion.

The man who was killed had a tragic voice, and his face was distorted due to the pain. It was unbearable to look at, but the man who killed him had a hideous expression and was laughing maniacally, even his eyeballs were about to pop out.

Blood was dripping from the hands of the mediocre person, but what Mo Xie saw was true blood dripping down drop by drop, causing his scalp to go numb …

He could not extricate himself from the scene, and did not dare to continue watching. He quickly cleared his head and pulled his attention away from the unbearable scene.

It was only at this moment that he felt the existence of reality. He also finally realized that he had almost collapsed into that hell-like alternate space.

After calming herself down, Mo Xie no longer cared about the unbearable scene. She quickly walked up the stairs and climbed it step by step …

As he approached the top of the altar, he noticed a fiery red robe neatly stacked on top of a large chair.

There were no special patterns embroidered on the clothes. They were clean and not even a speck of dust could be seen on them. It was as if they had just been placed on top of the clothes.

However, there was not a single person in this empty hall. Who had placed that person inside?

If there were people here, then they would definitely be able to use invisibility, or else they would be like ghosts or gods.

A cold wind blew from out of nowhere. The flames in the brazier were like a snake of fire, spitting out red tongues and dancing like a woman's belt. It was crazily and alluringly dancing …

Mo Xie stared at the ghostly and agile flame in the brazier, completely lost in thought.

After a few seconds, he felt very cold. His gaze returned to the fiery red robe, which seemed to have been specially prepared for him.

If the person who set it up harbored bad intentions, then this robe might contain hidden secrets. He hesitated, wondering if he should put it on or not, or maybe he was just overthinking it.

Mo Xie admitted that with his current situation, he indeed needed a robe, so why would he reject someone else's "good intentions"?

Thus, he decisively grabbed the robe and touched it. It felt very good, the material was very different, as if it was made from some rare and precious animal skin.

Regardless of that, he simply raised his robe and turned around to wear it. When he turned around, he appeared to be in high spirits and had an imposing air. It was the domineering aura of a king.

Mo Xie raised her head and looked down the stage. She had the feeling of a ruler descending upon the world, as if she was now a king.

After putting on the clothes, Mo Xie didn't feel anything unusual. In fact, she even felt her whole body warm and comfortable.

After a moment of satisfaction, he sat back down on the big chair. After walking for half a day and feeling sore legs, there was no one else around, so he decided to take a break.

He was really too tired. The moment his buttocks touched the chair, he felt extremely comfortable. Thus, he fell asleep in a daze …

Suddenly, a commotion broke out and Mo Xie opened her eyes in a daze. She was shocked to see that the audience below the stage was full of people.

Not only because of their sudden appearance, but also because they were all short, less than 1.2 meters tall.

He observed carefully and found that the shortest was only 50 centimeters tall. He was even more stunned, perhaps he had come to a dwarven country, but he had never seen these dwarves before. While he was stunned, the dwarves bowed to him and said, "Welcome, new king!"

The new king?

Mo Xie strangely stared at them, feeling extremely puzzled in her heart: "Since when did I become their new king, isn't it just me casually sitting in this chair to rest? Moreover, they are so short, and I'm a seven feet tall man, not a person from the same world as them."

At this time, a seventy year old man slowly walked up from below the stage. Under his dignified expression, he couldn't hide his sorrowful anger.

He had just walked in front of Mo Xie when he suddenly knelt down, his tears streaming as he said, "My new king, you must avenge us!"

"What?!" Mo Xie looked incredulously at the old man and once again asked: "New King?" Revenge? "What's going on?"