The canyon in the mouth of the black-clad assassin was more than ten kilometers away from the resting place. By the time everyone got there, it was already the middle of the night. Although it was pitch black all around, in the center of the hundreds of meters high circular canyon, a dazzling red light could be faintly seen, revealing a stream.

In the darkness, Luo Ning suddenly stretched out his hand to stop everyone and sniffed hard: "This smell is a little wrong!"

"Brother Ronin, let me come!" a young boy with flat hair squeezed to the front. He took a deep breath and pulled out his wand and chanted the incantation.

The air around them suddenly became active and beating, like countless swimming fish, scurrying around everyone, and then converging on the tip of the flat-headed boy's wand, imagining a gauze skirt girl more than seven inches tall with transparent wings on her back.

The flat-headed boy finished his chanting and said to the girl in the gauze skirt, "Wind Elf, tell me what this smell is?"

The gauze girl circled around the flat-headed boy, crossed her waist and turned to the direction of the roundabout and took a deep breath. Then she turned back to the flat-headed boy and chattered, and finally the "bang" turned into wind and sand. The flat-headed boy looked solemn and confused when he heard this: "The wind elf said that there are people in the crater canyon in front of him who are engaged in blood sacrifices, as if they are summoning some powerful existence. Brother Luo Ning, what is a blood sacrifice?

"It's nothing, it's just a ritual to summon demons!" Luo Ning explained simply, not revealing the anxiety and worry in his heart.

Blood sacrifices are not ordinary summoning rituals. This ritual requires the use of blood magic to manipulate a large amount of blood from living creatures to summon demons from the Abyss Demon Realm as a sacrifice. The more blood that is sacrificed, the more powerful the demons will be summoned. Thinking of the deportation of the students into the crater, as well as the dried corpses he saw along the way earlier, Luo Ning suddenly had a terrible guess: all the students who were forced into the canyon were probably drained of blood!

"You stay here, I'll go to the crater to see what's going on! Karen, your wand can dispel blood magic! Please save them if necessary!"

"No! I'm going with you!" Karen feared that something would happen to Ronin. After all, when he faced the blood mages just now, he hadn't faced several blood mages who were good at using blood magic.

Ronin pulled Karen through, using her body to cover her left hand to condense a cloud of crimson magic light that emitted a strong smell of blood.

"Hey, blood magic, Luo Ning, how can you use blood magic?" Karen was surprised, but she didn't doubt Luo Ning's position because of this, and even quietly made up her mind: whatever position Wulu Luo Ning Chao has, she will obey unconditionally.

Luo Ning put away the magic, unable to explain the existence of the Ten Thousand Worlds skill tree system to Karen, and was embarrassed to say that this hand of blood magic was unlocked by exchanging the absorbed soul for skill points after he grabbed the head of the whole road, so he had to half-truthfully haha: "I learned it from the previous few blood mages who were killed." I saw them use it once, so I learned it. Don't worry, it's going to be hard for them to hurt me with blood magic right now!"

Karen nodded in acquiescence and no longer entangled, not thinking about how unbelievable Ronin's explanation was.

On the other side, Luo Ning escaped into the shadows and entered the sneak and ran towards the entrance of the canyon hundreds of meters away. The closer he got to the entrance to the canyon, the stronger the smell of blood grew in the air. I felt groggy in my head, as if a voice was calling out to me to go in the direction of the canyon.

The next moment, the mysterious potion that had been drunk at the residence of the Witch Doctor of the Black Mist Swamp took effect, and Luo Ning's mind instantly became extremely clear, and all the noises disappeared. Under the faint red light, he vaguely saw a group of stiff figures moving slowly along the tall mountain several meters away, and disappeared one after another at the entrance of the canyon.

"What did I just do? These people are so stiff that they ......" he thought of something, and hurriedly approached the group of figures, silently grabbing the shoulders of the last man. The man was dressed as a cadet of the Warrior Academy, and he didn't stop turning around after his shoulders were pulled, and his feet were still moving forward mechanically. Luo Ning walked around to the front of this person without giving up, but found that his eyes were dull, his mouth was slightly open, there was a strip of saliva hanging on the corner of his mouth, and the skin of his whole body had become shriveled and withered like tree bark, and he was not angry at all.

"Damn, it looks more serious than I thought!" Luo Ning turned his mind and took out the purification potion and poured it into the mouth of the warrior student. The latter immediately made a soft "ho-ho" sound in his throat, and at the same time foamed at the mouth, and his two eyes rolled straight up, looking like he was highly poisonous. Seeing this, Luo Ning was relieved. Because according to his guess, this person may have been infected with some kind of neurotoxin with a strong hallucinogenic effect. His reaction now proved that the purifying potion had worked, and the toxin was removed from his body.

Luo Ning thought for a moment, took off the warrior's armor and weapon and replaced it with himself, and then laid it flat on the side of the road: "I'm sorry, little brother, you can lie here for a while!"

With that, he looked up and found the one that had quickly caught up before it had completely disappeared, pretending to be the warrior academy and slowly walking into the valley.

Walking along a barren grass path that only allows three people to walk in parallel, more than 100 meters, he came to a wide and flat closed valley, and what Luo Ning's eyes saw suddenly became clear. The scarlet blood light, which looked extremely faint from the outside, brightened dozens of times in this valley, becoming very dazzling. Ronin even has the feeling of being in the photo processing room of an old-fashioned photo studio, feeling that everything in the world is shrouded in a dark red filter.

There was a sound of liquid flowing under his feet, and Luo Ning followed the sound and looked down, and several criss-crossing streams slowly flowed through both sides of the road where everyone was walking. The trajectory of the stream condensed into a set of magic patterns that Luo Ning had just come into contact with, and instead of clear water, a river of scarlet blood with a little heat flowed in it.

The streams under your feet are made up of a kind of high-level summoning circle recorded in blood magic! From the moment you enter the canyon, you have stepped into the range of the circle!

This astonishing discovery made Luo Ning nervous for a moment. At this moment, a rough and crazy singing voice came from the diagonal front about 100 meters away. Luo Ning looked at the singing, only to see a circle of bright and piercing blood light, the students who had been drained of blood fell to the ground one by one, and then were quickly dragged away by a group of heavily armed mages. And in the center of that blood light, a bald mage with a purple scorpion piercing his head was standing bare-chested in the center of the light, twisting and dancing wildly. Layers of blood swirled up his legs, into the pyramid-shaped, blood-colored pendant on his chest.

(End of chapter)