Infinite Mask Game

The ritual array was completely new, as if time had flowed backwards.

There was no dark red sediment in its grooves, and no dried blood on the backs of the three brand new chairs.

It was as if a switch had been pressed, and everything changed in an instant like a tornado, like water flowing back into a bucket, catching people off guard.

The most shocking thing was the people who suddenly appeared in the room! They appeared out of thin air, and no one knew where they came from.

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Among them, there were three black-robed people, wearing large black cloaks, standing next to the array.

Three people were tied to the three chairs at the moment, both men and women, dressed like hotel guests, all with their heads down, unconscious.

Their postures were very special, with their arms tied to the two wooden pillars on the back of the chairs, exactly the same as she had simulated in her mind.

In the circular groove in the center of the magic circle, there is a gray round bead, which has a crystal luster under the light. It is about the size of a marble. From Wei Miao's perspective, it is impossible to guess what it is.

But it is certain that this bead has a great origin. Because from the form of sacrifice, it is the object of worship.

Next to the magic circle, there is a haggard man. He was tied with thick hemp rope and thrown on the ground.

He was conscious, but his hands and feet were tied. He lay in the shape of a caterpillar, with a rag stuffed in his mouth. He could not speak and could only stare at them with wide eyes.

This scene made Wei Miao feel like she was traveling through time, and no one noticed her. She seemed to be non-existent in their eyes, which gave her a basic guess.

Under the light, Wei Miao had no shadow.

This was probably the scene at the beginning of the ceremony. At this special time of twelve o'clock, for some reason, what happened in this room in the past reappeared in front of her eyes.

It was like a 3D projection. She could watch and experience it in person, but she could not affect the image at all. The same is true for retracing past scenes. Its value lies in conveying information.

What secrets are buried in past sacrifices? This may be the key to this copy!

Wei Miao watched attentively. Among the three black-robed men, a middle-aged bearded man said in a low voice: "Stella, are you ready?"

The only female among the three responded: "It has been checked. There is no problem with the magic circle, and the carrier also meets the requirements."

When she said "carrier", she glanced at the man on the ground.

"Then get ready to start, praise the great Thousand Eyes Weird God!"

The bearded man took out a sharp knife from his pocket and cut the wrists of the three people on the chair.

The blood meandered down like a red snake, and merged into the groove of the magic circle along the chair legs. Judging from the blood flow, the three were alive, and the beating of the heart would squeeze out a lot of blood , but for some reason, even the discomfort of losing a lot of blood could not wake them up.

The three men in black robes stood in front of the three people being sacrificed, clasped their hands in front of their chests, and whispered the spell.

Strangely, although Wei Miao had never heard of this language, he understood its meaning miraculously and listened to the ancient prayer.

"Great and supreme Thousand-eyed Weird God, we are your devout believers, humbly offering you the praise of soul and blood, under the hexagram, above the Thousand Eyes, begging for your gift and blessing! Your thousand-colored eyes see through everything, and your double-pupil eyes observe time and space!"

"The tiny mortal eyes crave the great truth in the starry sky, and are willing to be nurtured with flesh and blood, and worship with souls, to achieve the eyes of God in the distortion, to become your dependents, to follow your footsteps, and to go to eternity..."

As the ceremony progressed, the lights inside the room seemed to be disturbed, and after flashing three times, they went out.

At the same time, strange whispers lingered in everyone's ears.

Wei Miao faintly heard the ethereal whispers, coming from an unknown distance. As she listened carefully, it seemed as if there was a barrier between the two, unable to remember or understand. All the notes were recorded in her mind and then automatically erased, like footprints on the beach blown away by the wind.

Unconsciously, her face became solemn, and she could only give up the analysis of the whispers and focus on the ceremony. For some reason, after hearing the whispers, she felt an inexplicable nausea and vomiting, and her spirit was a little depressed, which was more uncomfortable than 3D sickness.

Even though she couldn't understand the meaning and didn't remember what she heard, Wei Miao was still afraid of the madness and danger of the whispers from the bottom of her heart. This was the feeling she left in her soul.

The blood in the groove of the magic circle gradually filled up and gathered towards the round bead in the center. Under the stimulation of the mysterious power, the entire magic circle flashed with dark red light, reflecting on the face of the black-robed man, looking particularly eerie and strange.

The scene was filled with an indescribable evil. The whispers never stopped, the white walls were glowing with dark blood, and in the darkness, life gradually faded away. At some point, a huge pressure enveloped everyone.

Wei Miao began to feel her breathing was a little heavy, and her heartbeat accelerated. She was obviously not afraid of this, but something was oppressing her heart.

This copy, this scene, was even more bizarre than she expected.

The three black-robed men were a little hunched, and there was a strange light in their eyes, which was a kind of fanaticism that made people's backs cold!

The round bead in the center slowly rose and floated in the air. The blood gathered in the circular groove flowed upward against gravity, wrapped around the bead, and was absorbed by it, as if providing it with nutrients.

With the increasingly brilliant red light at this time, Wei Miao saw the appearance of the bead clearly. It looks... like an eyeball!

It was like a blood-red crystal ball, rotating in place, with its pure black iris turned to Wei Miao's side and stopped.

It was clearly just a flashback of the past, but Wei Miao had a clear feeling.

It could see her, it was staring at her!

She sat in the corner expressionlessly. Logically, being in the past, it could not interfere with the present. But the supernatural involves the extraordinary, and everything is still unknown.

Fortunately, the horrible thing imagined did not happen after all. After about five minutes, the red light of the ceremony gradually weakened, and the whispers were almost inaudible.

The sacrificed person on the chair had reached his limit. With a large amount of blood loss, the blood flow gradually decreased, and finally there was no blood to flow.

The blood volume in the groove bottomed out. After swallowing a lot of blood and dyeing himself red, the eyeball turned a circle contentedly and fell back into the groove smoothly.

When the red light completely dissipated, the white light in the room came on again.

The black-robed man looked a little pale, but judging from their undisguised ecstasy, the ritual had been successful!

The three people sitting on the chairs were limp, their faces were bloodless, their lips were as pale as paper, and there was no sign of life. The blood on the wrist stopped flowing down.

The man on the ground who watched the whole process had a mixed expression of fear and numbness at this moment. He watched the bearded man excitedly walk into the magic circle, pick up the eyeball, and come to him.

The bearded man squatted down, grinned at the man with a terrifying smile, spread his hands, and the bloody eyeball lay quietly in his palm.

He said to the man: "Eat it!"