"Praise be to you, great Lord!"

A handful of flammable substances were thrown into the burning bonfire, and a dazzling fire broke out to reflect the fanatical faces around her, and an old woman with many unknown small objects hanging on her head and body, such as leftover bones, damaged headdresses, and the like, stood up tremblingly, her face painted with red and blue paint.

It was evident that she was trying to move her image in some mysterious direction, but it looked even more comical.

Obviously, though, she didn't think so, and neither did the few wanderers gathered around.

A few days earlier, the old woman, who had been picking up trash for a living, claimed to have been inspired to preach among the wanderers, preaching about the greatness of the Lord and claiming salvation by believing in her Lord, some scoffed at it, but others were convinced.

After a few days, she even gathered some so-called believers for her.

Tonight, the day of the official ceremony of this unknown religion, they have a big thing to do.

Summoning his own Lord to come!

"Bring people in!"

The old woman looked around, and everyone looked at her with an expectant look like a lamb waiting to be fed, and among them were women with disheveled hair and dirt, and there were also disabled men with gloomy expressions, and even thin children, who were suddenly full of ambition and waved their big hands.

The two stronger men couldn't hide their excitement, turned around and pulled out a frightened wanderer with rags stuffed in their mouths from behind them, and forcibly drove them to the fire.

"This is the sacrifice to my lord!"

The old woman raised her arms and shouted: "Sacrifice his blood and spirit, my lord comes, all our wishes can be fulfilled, we can be fed and clothed, we will no longer be discriminated against, we can restore our health, we can get rid of sickness, we can get everything you want!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"Woo!"

The homeless man who was tied hand and foot, and the rag was gagged, his face was frightened, and his body was writhing wildly, as if he wanted to say something, the old woman stepped forward slowly, and pulled out the rag from his mouth: "It is your honor to be chosen as a sacrifice for the Lord's coming, do you have anything else to say?"

"Crazy, you're all crazy!"

"Let go of me, she is lying to you, there is no God at all, everything is false, you are sinning...... Ugh!"

The blood shone strangely in the firelight, and the wanderer covered his neck, and the irrepressible blood gushed out from his fingers, revealing a thick despair in his eyes.

The old woman held a strange black dagger inlaid with several gems of different colors, and the viscous blood slowly dripped down the blade, attracting several covetous glances.

"It's a pity that he doesn't have the slightest devotion to the Lord at all, and can only sacrifice his blood and spirit for the Lord and become a sacrifice!"

The old woman ate and laughed, her eyes flashed with a mysterious light, and she stepped forward and slammed the dagger into the wanderer's heart, then pulled it out, and the splattered blood sprayed her head and face.

"Praise be to my lord!"

She raised her dagger and shouted!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the blood-dripping dagger, and their eyes became feverish: "Praise my lord!"

Poof!

The dagger slashed an arc in the air, and then, to everyone's surprise, the old woman stabbed herself in the heart, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth, and her body shook and fell to the ground!

This......?!

Everyone was shocked, like a flock of ducks pinched by the neck, looking at each other, not knowing what was happening.

"She, how did she kill herself?"

Finally someone reacted and let out an exclamation, and then everyone woke up like a dream, and a confused voice sounded: "She's dead, so what should we do?"

Crackling!

The blazing fire couldn't stop beating, and suddenly jumped several meters high, pulled out a strange shape, and then fell like flowing water, covering the corpses of the old woman and the wanderer, and a voice came from it:

"Then come and serve your Lord, my devotees!"

Rumble!

The flames swelled, enveloping everyone at lightning speed, and after a series of screams and wails, the flames closed and there was no one else around, only a burning fire.

Swish!

A swarthy foot suddenly poked out of the flames, and then a strong man with a lower body like an insect and a naked upper body walked out of the fire, holding a dagger inlaid with various colored gems in his hand, and his face had no mouth and nose, only dozens of eyes arranged in large and small rows, each blinking.

"After putting so much, I only succeeded in one, this damn barrier, I still have to give up most of my strength and body to come!"

The eight legs under the man stepped into small pits on the ground, and greedily licked the blood stains on the dagger: "What a fresh flesh and spirit, I really want to eat it happily, forget it, find the things first." ”

"Let me see, this time it's a blood feather containing the origin, from the old god that has been sealed?" After a few seconds, the man's face suddenly changed, a dark red feather appeared in his palm, and a little surprise appeared in his eyes.

"The Old Gods are also interested in this world?

He muttered to himself, and suddenly leapt towards the shadows of the wall, like a fish submerged in water, and disappeared into the shadows.

......

"The ...... of the Primordial Sect"

In the dark room, the window was wide open, and Lu En sat cross-legged on the bed, chewing on a noun in his mouth, and his expression was a little solemn.

This mysterious shadow called itself a distorted shadow, the omniscient, of course, Luen didn't believe a word, and he didn't say anything about the deal proposed by the omniscient, only saying that he needed to think about it, and the other party didn't care, but confided some information to Luen that he urgently needed.

"A sect with an ancient history and a long history, it is said that it is the first order in the world to discover extraordinary powers, and some famous great people, saints, emperors and even legendary wizards in history may be one of them, hence the original name!"

"But with the passage of time, this sect has gradually become a gathering place for madmen and careerists, and they also have their shadow behind countless disasters and wars in history, they are well-deserved behemoths, and they are the same behind the scenes this time!"

"Although it is only one of the bishops, it belongs to the kind of ...... that has been abandoned"

Lu En finally had a general understanding of what had happened in the past few days, Turing, the bishop of the original sect, seemed to be preparing to summon something in Lucas, most likely it could be an evil spirit or even an evil god, and as the official force of the Federation, the extraordinary people known as the "Red Gloves" and "Hound Dogs" naturally wanted to stop it, but now the vast majority of the manpower around the special affairs department was involved by the evil spirits, aliens, and weirdness that had been driven out.

In this distorted shadow telling, the one who can do this kind of thing without fear of official blows is a force he is very familiar with.

Tritheism!