They hadn't even reached the foot of the mountain yet, when they saw a heavy scene.
A group of people in gray robes were surrounding a half-dead woman hanging from a rope, chanting loudly what seemed to be sacrificial verses.
"serpens serpens babyionis veni veni veni, innocte inflamma insanguine."
Brother Ni and the others didn't want to get involved, because the woman's arms had been cut off, and her blood was almost dry—she was as good as dead.
Yet they were still curious about what these people were muttering. It wasn't any common English or Spanish, and the translation software had no response.
"It's Latin."
New Dynasty Elegance directly translated what they said.
"Serpent, serpent of Babylon, come, come, come—amidst the night, amidst the fire, amidst the blood."
"These are the sacrificial words of serpent worship; they're offering to the Babylonian dragon using this method. I always thought they were active only in Florida, but I didn't expect them here too."
