Wrong!
Conan, what is best
in life?
To crush your enemies,
see them driven before you...
and to hear the lamentation
of their women.
That is good. 
Go! Go! You're free!
It has been surmised... 
that perhaps my lord
was like a wild animal... 
that had been kept too long. 
Perhaps. 
But whatever, freedom,
so long an unremembered
dream, was his. 
Crom.
There's warmth and fire.
Do you not wish to warm
yourself by my fire?
They said
you would come.
From the north,
a man of great strength.
A conqueror.
A man who would someday
be king by his own hand. 
- One who would crush the snakes of the Earth...
- Snakes? Did you say snakes?
What is it you seek?
A standard.
A symbol,
perhaps on a shield.
Two snakes coming together.
Facing each other.
But they're one.
With... with a sun...
and a moon below.
Black sun,
black moon. 
Yes.
There's a price,
barbarian.
Zamora.
The... crossroads...
of the world.
You will...
Find... what...
you want...
in Zamora.
Crom!
Food. 
I have not eaten for days.
And who says you will?
Give me food so I have strength
when the wolves come.
Let me die not in hunger,
but in combat.
Who are you?
I am Subotai,
thief and archer.
I am Hyrkanian,
the great order of Kerlait.
So what are you
doing here?
Dinner for wolves.
What gods do you pray to?
I pray
to the four winds.
And you?
To Crom.
But I seldom pray to him.
He doesn't listen.
What good is he, then?
Ah, it's just
as I've always said.
He is strong.
If I die,
I have to go before him,
and he will ask me,
"What is the riddle of steel?"
If I don't know it, he will cast
me out of Valhalla and laugh at me.
That's Crom.
Strong on his mountain.
Ah, my god is greater.
Crom laughs
at your four winds,
laughs from his mountain. 
My god is stronger.
He is
the everlasting sky. 
Your god lives
underneath him.
Civilization,
ancient and wicked.
Have you ever
seen this before?
No.
Let's waste no time!
It's good. You have no idea
how long it's been there.
So much meat... stink.
Does it always
smell like this?
How does the wind
ever get in here?
How about two snakes coming
together over a black sun?
A magnificent standard. 
The only snakes I know of are those
of Set and those cursed towers.
They have spread
to every city. 
Two or three years ago,
it was just another snake cult. Now, everywhere. 
It is said that
they are deceivers.
They murder people in
the night. I know nothing.
Black lotus.
Stygian, the best.
This better not be Haga.
I would sell Haga to
a slayer such as you?
A pittance to protect you from evil.
I am evil.
They're all sluts!
He's dead already.
Can you believe that?
Huh?
Can you b...
 You're too big
to be a thief. 
Come. Let's leave
this place.
You're looking for snakes.
They live in
the Tower of the Serpent,
said to have riches without end
and the greatest jewel of all:
The Eye of the Serpent.
Chew it slowly!
It's the good stuff.
You are not a guard.
Neither are you.
We are thieves...
like yourself.
We come to climb the tower.
You don't even have a rope.
Two fools
who laugh at death. 
Do you know what horrors
lie beyond that wall?
No.
Then you go first.
What on Earth
could smell so bad?
Do you want
to live forever?
That one.
He's the High Priest,
second only to Thulsa Doom. 
They say Thulsa Doom's
a thousand years old. 
I'll see what's here.
Go find out what's below.
Infidels!
Kill them!
Do you want to live forever?
All manner of pleasures
and diversions were indulged. 
Wealth can be wonderful. 
But you know,
success can test one's mettle... 
as surely as
the strongest adversary. 
They were

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