Chapter 558: Evil Moon Holy Maiden
"Uhhhh
On the altar, the man who was the sacrifice began to cry out, as if in great pain.
A few seconds later, a large cleft appeared in his chest, as if an invisible blade had slashed through his body, and then his abdomen was brutally torn, more blood and organ fragments poured out of his body, and with it, countless small wounds crisscrossed his limbs, like countless mouths gnawing at his hands and feet.
"Ahhh
At this time, this man was actually still alive, his vitality was not decent, and he was obviously a powerful transcendent.
Grunt
Vast amounts of blood and shredded flesh flowed in the many grooves on the altar, staining the distorted symbols and prayers full of blasphemy with blood.
Thundered
At this moment, a dull sound sounded, as if something heavy was opening.
Behind the six flaming pillars of fire, the originally closed "wall" of the hall was slowly rising, revealing the passage of the black hole behind it, forming six portals.
Da-da-da-da
The sound of shredded footsteps was heard.
The first to appear were six black-robed men holding a special insignia, their cuffs embroidered with silver thread.
Holding aloft was a black emblem with a circle on the top, and a long, slender, black vertical pupil in the center of the circle, surrounded by tentacle-like markings.
Led by the six black-robed men, people who were also dressed in black robes streamed out of the passage, came to the perimeter of the altar, and knelt in circles.
They held various ritual utensils in their hands and muttered different words in their mouths.
Soon, the altar was surrounded by black-robed men, and then, led by those who held the seal, all the black-robed people prayed in unison: "Praise you, Great Black Moon!"
"You are the Lord of our lives and souls, and we are willing to give everything to you......"
The tone of this prayer is extremely eerie, it sounds like the strange chirping of a night owl, and you don't even know how it was made.
The sound of prayer gradually spread, lingering over this hall for a long time.
The black emblem held aloft lit up slightly, and a strange ripple spread.
As the prayer continued, it seemed that something suddenly became different.
A faint purple glow of moonlight shone through the dense needle-sized holes in the top of the hall, gathering into a purple glow on the altar.
And then, there was another mystical change on the altar.
The purple moonlight surged towards the center of the altar, gradually forming the outline of a full moon, and quickly became solidified, and with the input of the halo, black patches quickly appeared in it, turning into a thin and narrow black pupil.
The next moment, the black pupils of the blackened full moon blinked, and they glanced around.
The blackened full moon glanced left and right, and his gaze paused slightly on the six figures standing under the pillars of fire around the altar, and then the entire pupils covered with black silk blinked violently.
A blurry black mist appeared out of nowhere, enveloping the surrounding area, flooding the entire altar and the surrounding worshippers.
"Praise be to you, Great Black Moon!"
"You are the Lord of our lives and souls, and we are willing to give everything to you......"
"You ......"
“......”
"Walk in the earth as it does in heaven!"
Eventually, the man's face was torn apart by an invisible force, and his bloodshot eyes slid down onto the altar, still retaining his last horror, blood spurting from every inch of his screaming body, mixed with flesh foam and fragments of internal organs, gradually staining the entire altar red.
"The power of death!"
"Luscious soul!"
Suddenly, a jade-like palm appeared, and the head of the sacrifice was cut off with a dagger.
A doll-like girl dressed only in a plain robe and with a doll-like skin that could be blown off doesn't know when she appeared on the altar.
On the left side of her face hangs a black mask, which has many evil patterns on the surface, and a moon ring in the center of her forehead.
The young girl, however, was now holding a bloody head aloft, not shying away from letting the blood of the mixture of shredded flesh, bone foam, and brain pulp run down her arm.
In front of them, blood flowed from the altar, but many black-robed Cultists of the Evil Moon cheered feverishly: "Praise you, Great Black Moon! Thank you for sending the Holy Maiden!"
At the same time, a force fell, turning into a poignant purple moonlight, which made the aura emanating from the girl's body continue to intensify.
The blood that stained the entire altar red, creeping along the lines, gradually converged in her direction.
The girl seemed to be constantly absorbing the blood that spread all over the altar, and her body became slightly translucent, and a trace of blood could be seen flowing in the veins, giving her complexion a healthy flush.
Bang bang!
Bang bang!
Her heart beat vigorously in the confluence of blood everywhere.
Crackling
A series of bean-popping sounds came from all over the girl's body, and then her height began to grow at a rate visible to the naked eye, and her whole body grew a little in a short period of time.
Seeing this scene, the Evil Moon Cultists suddenly became even more fanatical: "Holy Maiden! Holy Maiden!"
Death can increase the power of this holy woman!
"Not enough, not enough!"
"I need more death, more souls!"
An ethereal voice sounded without a hint of impurity, but the words contained a sense of death.
Snort!
Hearing this, several of the Evil Moon Cultists kneeling below picked up the ritual utensils in their hands without hesitation, and slashed their throats with different sharp points on them, and blood suddenly spurted out.
And as their bodies fell, the blood that flowed out turned into filaments and quickly converged towards the position of the altar......
"The Vessel of the Coming of Our Lord ......"
"It takes at least a legendary-level body and strength to truly become a carrier. ”
“......”
"Bring more offerings!"
Looking at this scene, the black snake showed a hint of a smile on his fanatical face, waved his arm, and let out an indescribable strange cry from his mouth, hoarse and sharp.
Outside, some warriors in armor walked in with expressionless faces, escorting some of the black-hooded men to the altar.
After stabbing them in the back, the armored warriors pushed them under the altar.
After pushing in thirteen sacrifices in a row, the altar was already drenched in blood, which looked terrible, and there was a bubble of flesh and blood overflowing, and those blood were crisscrossed as if they were alive, which was extremely terrifying.
Bloodshot resurfaced......
But behind the fanatical figure of the Black Snake, Theresa and Mora's eyes converged, both with indescribable meanings......