I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

"Can you open the Ice Eye?"

Li Yue subconsciously glanced at the movements of the Bone Cart Sect in the south—the fighting there had caused earthquakes and avalanches, and they still hadn't broken through the Ice Eye Curse.

Did the Four Seasons God Sect have a way?

If this coconut person really had a way, Li Yue could be sure that the Four Seasons God Sect hadn't been usurped by the Grand Altar.

"Let's try it, otherwise waiting here is so cold..." Gobramin said, the body hair on her body growing even thicker.

"Then what do we need to do?" Li Yue sensed the Ice Eye Curse, knowing that the range of the curse was a sphere, with no loopholes in the sky or on the ground.

Otherwise, the Bone Cart Sect wouldn't be staring at this place, using brute force to attack.

"The Ice Eye Curse is winter. As long as we bring spring here, winter will disappear," Gobramin said, giving a solution to break the Ice Eye from the perspective of the Four Seasons God Sect, speaking in a mystical way.

"Then how do we turn it into spring?" Li Yue followed her lead.

"I will gather all the spring in the garden and then move it all over here, and spring will arrive," Gobramin said, the icicle in her hand sometimes becoming slippery and dripping clear water, and sometimes becoming short, thick, and fat, gently poking at the Ice Eye Curse.

The body hair on her body also became newer and longer in the alternation of spring and autumn.

[Dad, why does he want to kill you?] Ying'er sensed the killing intent outside Gob's heart.

Gob had no ideas, but still wanted to ask Deng He Jumin one thing: "Do all rituals require sacrifices?"

Gob opened his chest cavity, counting as he released otherworldly demons from within.

A total of four grids, each grid holding a sacrifice.

"If you think it's needed, then it's needed!" Deng He Jumin thought that Tolemy was asking about the common practices of heretics, "However, judging from his teachings, it seems that some kind of ritual is needed, right?"

[Our time is very precious. If I waste it, I will be very angry.]

Insects, rulers, pickles… bizarre-looking demons emerged from Tolemy's chest cavity and landed in the four grids of the field.

Each one was frozen by the hot wind upon landing, their souls extracted to become seeds in the field.

[That's cool. If the king is angry, he will kill people…] Ying'er learned new knowledge again.

That was of course what Gob was willing to see—the sooner the Ice Eye was opened, the sooner he could find an opportunity to advance, otherwise, continuing to waste time here would offer no opportunities at all.

"Sacrifices?" Deng He had heard this word many times today, and at this moment, she wanted to check her own fate line to see if she had been tainted by anything dirty.

"Then what do you want me to do?" Li Yue didn't know that kind of magic and wondered what the Four Seasons God Sect meant by approaching a Demon Hunter.

"Oh! You're asking about the Sith Gobra ritual?" Deng He Jumin finally understood.

Nolamore and Spader could absolutely become the rations of the new god.

He looked at the four squares on the ground, pursed his lips, and thought they were too small.

Deng He was not a brave man wandering in the ice plains looking for N. Taking on missions here and there—as far as Gob was concerned, the Four Seasons God Sect's saintess and her group would either die in the Drizzle Corridor or at the hands of the heretics in the Hundred Years Killing Cup, and he originally didn't intend to have too much interaction with them.

"When you Demon Hunters join our Four Seasons God Sect and become our hunter department, I will share that information with you!" Fan Helsingmin waved repeatedly at Gob.

"Let's start with these! The Drizzle Corridor is so big, if you search carefully, you should be able to find them…" Fan Helsingmin contentedly carved patterns on the edges of the grid.

"Are you sure that no matter what living thing I bring, your grids can hold them?" Gob ignored Fan Helsingmin's question.

"Then we can turn this place into spring, and the faith of the Old Church won't be so firm, and the curse can be opened faster!" Deng He Jumin's plan was very simple.

"Um… the more powerful the ritual, the more saintesses and unique sacrifices are needed.

Our ritual is just to bring spring, so you can find any living thing~" Deng He Jumin smiled naively, "We aren't picky."

"Yes, sacrifices, people are okay, demons are okay, behemoths are okay, four different living things will do!" Fan Helsingmin poked the ground, and the saintess drew some strange runes, "You know, our Four Seasons God Sect isn't good at hunting, we are farmers, so we can only ask Demon Hunters for help…"

At the same time, chaos erupted in the direction of the garden behind Fan Helsingmin, and a large number of Four Seasons God Sect believers died—their souls were directly drawn into the field by Fan Helsingmin's ritual, becoming the rain that nourished the sacrifices.

"Deal! You bring me forty living things and put them here, and I'll tell you about the Sith Gobra ritual!" Fan Helsingmin drew a field-shaped grid on the ground with an icicle.

"What else? Can the sacrifices be replaced? Are the sacrifices unique?"

In the end, it's still about shaking the Old Church's faith inside.

"Of course, saintess! Even if you catch some kind of glacier monster! I can put their souls in!" Fan Helsingmin patted her chest, "My sect's believers are used for this!"

The Bone Cart Sect's onslaught and the Four Seasons God Sect's ritual followed the same logic.

Fan Helsingmin woke up from her trance.

"Four?" Gob confirmed.

"Yes, four!" Fan Helsingmin sat by the field, "Go quickly! We'll wait for you!

But saintess, if you come back too late, and we've received four ourselves, we won't know the Sith Denghe Ju's ritual, okay?"

"Understand?"

Gob knew that he was still too hasty.

Moreover, only helping the Four Seasons God Sect was too small-minded, it would be better to have all eight groups of heretics working together, or even more…

It was just that adding the Four Seasons God Sect's ritual could speed up this process.

"If you bring the sacrifices I want, I'll tell you, hee hee." Deng He Jumin was of course not stupid—realizing that Tolemy wanted to know this information, she immediately made a condition.

She couldn't understand how the four sacrifices appeared.

"After getting the sacrifices, then what?" Gob still didn't think that relying on the power of the Four Seasons God Sect could break the curse.

"Time… judging from the size of your Demon Hunter group, I'll give you a year, you should be able to complete it, right?" Fan Helsingmin conservatively estimated Deng He Ju's ability.

Regarding rituals, altars, and the like, the demons in the library were not very clear.

Now that there was a heretic who was good at rituals, Gob naturally wanted to take the opportunity to ask how to break the ritual or replace the sacrifices.

"Then do you know the content of the Old Church's ritual?" Gob asked more precisely.

"Alright, tell me, the content of the Sith Gobra ritual."

"My ritual requires sacrifices. I am a Demon Hunter. Can you help me hunt some sacrifices?" Gobramin pleaded nicely.

"1, 2, 3…"

"Ding ding ding…" Gob tapped the frozen ground.

But if the saintess could better understand the ritual and the sacrifices, then he could try it out.

"Okay, I can give you sacrifices, but you have to guarantee that you really understand the Sith Gobra ritual, otherwise many people will be unlucky." Gob pointed to the Four Seasons God Sect's garden.

In that instant, all the body hair on Deng He Jumin withered, and her whole person became a small circle fuller, like a ripe coconut.