Chapter 79: The Dark Devotion

Malakai's eyes widened as he gazed upon the unsettling scene, his ears folding back in distaste.

He retreated, careful not to draw attention to himself, and observed from a safe distance. The human's words sent shivers down his spine, a chilling mixture of desperation and fanaticism.

"Lord Platus, please, give me more power... I have gathered wealth. I have gathered blood for you. Beast blood, human blood, even elf blood... whose blood do you want?" The human's voice was laced with an unsettling hunger, his words dripping with an unnatural craving.

Malakai's curiosity got the better of him, and he peeked back into the room, his senses on high alert. The man's face was twisted in an obsessive grimace, his eyes fixed on the golden statue with an unnerving intensity.