The Baphomet Altar was a relatively rare special structure found in the wild.
If one had not encountered it personally, no one would have known such a thing existed—and everyone who did know was dead.
Because the Baphomet Altar was essentially an altar of reverse sacrifice. Sacrificing to it would grant a reward of troops and power equal to twice what had been offered.
No matter what you sacrificed, the Baphomet Altar would immediately return double the amount to you.
But this doubled return came with a time limit.
Once that limit passed, sorry—the things it had returned to you, the things you had originally sacrificed, including your life, would all be taken away.
That was why so few people had known about the Baphomet Altar over the years.
Nor had anyone spread news of it.
The reason was simple: everyone who knew was already dead.
It could be said that this was a desperate, final means of revenge.
The Octopus Head Necromancer had never imagined that a moment of carelessness would cause him to get the target of his sacrifice wrong.
He had shifted the target from Baphomet to the Baphomet Altar itself.
Most importantly, the Octopus Head Necromancer had no idea how terrifying the Baphomet Altar was.
After making all the preparations for the sacrifice, he decisively began the ritual.
As the Octopus Head Necromancer began the sacrifice, Gu Xi had already led part of his forces outside the City Gate.
Knowing what the Octopus Head Necromancer intended to do, Gu Xi naturally would not leave himself in danger.
He planned to withdraw some distance, to a spot roughly three to five li outside the city. From there, he could clearly see what was happening inside, and even if something went wrong, it would not affect him.
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