Night Raven Master

Chapter 490 Ceremony
The time was already close to sunset, but the entire ancient city was still shrouded in that black and red mist.

The eye-catching dense fog has expanded again, covering most of the outer city that was still exposed in the morning.

In the entire ancient city, there are no residents or adventurers left. They were either swallowed by the fog because they wanted to enter the fog to see the situation, or they felt bad because the people who entered the fog did not appear again. , chose to flee immediately.

Even some outsiders who were uninformed and who had just arrived outside the ancient capital basically chose to stay away and retreat after noticing the terrifying black fog and the empty city.

And those daring outsiders, after choosing to enter the fog to investigate, naturally did not come out again.

outskirts of the city.

A group of people in suits and top hats stepped down from the antique cars.

A group of magicians from the Magician Order.

Ke Bolun looked at the terrifying black mist ahead with a solemn expression.

His natural powerful perception made him fearful of the black mist.

He couldn't feel anything from the black mist—that is, his perception was completely cut off.

The only thing he could feel was the depth of the black mist.

A depth without any feedback that disturbed him.

That frightening sense of depth made him more certain now that the way forward was death.

Even the most dangerous black magic is not as dangerous as entering this black mist.

"Ke Bolun, move quickly, perform the ceremony quickly, and we can leave quickly after the investigation."

Another member of the magician's order, a young man named Kang Geer, urged on, becoming more and more worried about this matter because of what he just talked about about the Brigade of the Dead.

He also wants to complete the ceremony as soon as possible, and leave here after the investigation is completed.

"I understand." Ke Bolun nodded, and walked to the rightmost circle among the four circles surrounded by a dozen other people.

Afterwards, including him, in each circle, one person took out an item——

Books bound in chains.

A jewel haunted by black power.

A battered black cane.

A black magic curtain resembling a robe.

"The spirit in the hidden book."

"Bow to the pillar of self-respect."

"Grab the bars of the cage."

"Give yourself to the darkness."

"Put on your robe and lead me to him."

In the next instant, there were nearly 20 people, and a lot of power surged in their bodies, and light was shining under everyone's feet, and a strange whisper came from the four circles surrounded by them.

The four people holding the item let go of their hands at the same time.

However, these items did not fall to the ground because of this, but floated steadily in the air.

The next moment, the book wrapped in chains was opened, and a mouth appeared on the page.

Among the jewels lingering with black power, one eye opened.

On the old black cane, two palms emerged, holding the cane tightly.

Under the black curtain that resembled a robe, two clean thighs stretched out.

Ke Bolun and others stared closely at the strange objects in front of them, raised their hands, pointed at the black mist, and uttered the spell at the same time:
"Your face is there."

"Your head is there."

"Your body is there."

The moment they read their surroundings, these strange monsters flew up from the circle they surrounded, and flew into the black mist at an extremely fast speed.

Watching this scene, Ke Bolun breathed a sigh of relief.

These things are the evil gods sealed by their church.

These evil gods have all kinds of strange abilities, and even some of them cannot be killed at all, they can only be sealed.

And the members of the Magician Sect used various means to cut and divide the bodies of these evil gods who were defeated but could not be killed with black magic, sealed part of them, and then used various methods to drive these evil gods .

These four are some evil gods mastered by the Magician Order.

It was brought by Ke Bolun and others for investigation.

However, although these evil gods are not strong, they are still dangerous.

Even Pope-level figures may not be able to deal with it.

If there is no black magic that can drive away evil gods, if nothing is found this time.
They will become the sacrifices of these evil gods, be possessed by these evil gods, and take away their faces, heads, and bodies.

If they find something, they need to kill the person whose body was taken away by the evil god, use the means they have already prepared to recover the evil god, and bring back the evil god and the recovered things.

It's a pretty sinister ritual.

And the sacrifice, Ke Bolun, moved his gaze to the companion who had just joined the magician's church for a short time——Kang Geer.

What a pity.

Then, he shook his head, looked at the crowd and said:

"be ready."

Everyone except Kang Geer understands what this sentence means, but they are already used to it, and they have no extra mercy.

In case of failure, no one is willing to become a sacrifice of the evil god, so Kang Geer can only be sacrificed.

Black magic is not a "cool" thing, it represents only cruelty.

The other side.

A group of people in bright red clothes stopped in front of the black mist.

There was a look of fanaticism on their faces.

And above their bodies, there is also a crazy force lingering.

"This is the power of my god! The power of the great blood moon!"

An old man with bloodshot eyes yelled frantically into the black mist.

"The power of my god!"

"The blood moon is coming, and the world will end!"

"Only by believing in my god will you not be destroyed!" The old man shouted hoarsely, and the bloody power in his body boiled because of this.

"Quick! Quick! Hold the ceremony!"

Under the maniacal yelling of the old man, the group of seemingly crazy people acted quickly, took out various items, and placed them in a simple circle on the ground.

The next moment, with the old man at the head, everyone walked into the circle, and cut their own wrists or thighs with a sharp weapon—anywhere that could bleed.

"Dedicate your blood to my god!!!"

Blood surged and gathered in the circle.

The old man looked at all this, and a smile appeared on his crazy face:

"My god! The blood moon! It will erode everything. Our blood can restore my god to its original strength!"

Soon, the blood moon will fall!Return to the earth, and at that time, as the most humble and loyal believer, I will witness the destruction of all things with my own eyes...

Thinking of this, the old man narrowed his eyes. When he thought of that exciting scene, the old man's thin body began to tremble involuntarily, his heart beat faster, and red appeared on his wrinkled face.

(End of this chapter)