Taking advantage of the faint light in the manor, Rohr looked around closely, but he couldn't find the disgusting fly, but the annoying 'buzzing' sound was still in his ears.

Obviously, this 'fly' is extraordinarily cunning.

He continued to feel deeper into the back garden, and the 'buzzing' sound became clearer.

As he walked, he heard some small noises again.

Under the cover of the bushes, Rohr slowly approached the source of the sound, then popped his head out and looked over through the faint light source around him.

Those were two bodies still twitching......

Judging from the clothes, it should be the servants and maids here, disheveled, as if hiding in the garden to do that kind of thing.

The corpse's facial expression was hideous and frightened, its eyes seemed to be about to glare out of its sockets, streams of blood were still flowing from its eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the deep digging marks left by its ten fingers on the turf beneath it, and it seemed that it had endured great pain before death.

Rohr got a little closer, and found that their Celestial Spirit Cover had been shattered, revealing a black blood hole......

"No...... It's not broken, it's more like it's destroyed from within...... The brain jumped out on its own? ”

Rohr's face hiding under the mask couldn't help frowning, it seemed that he, an exemplary and enthusiastic citizen, was going to solve a big case today.

He continued to follow the 'buzzing' sound and felt deeper into the garden, and then at the underground entrance to a cellar-like wine, he saw some light, and faintly heard human voices inside.

Rohr's left hand popped out the bone spur, unlocked the cellar door, pulled it open, and slipped inside.

The first floor of the wine cellar looks like a normal wine cellar, with bottles of red wine on the shelves on both sides and a few cold lights on the walls.

One of the wine racks was slightly offset, revealing a one-man high hole in the back, and the firelight could be seen swaying in the hole.

"Shh

Rohr made a 'silence' gesture to the kitten.

The little milk cat hurriedly covered her mouth with two small paws and nodded.

Rohr burrowed into the hole and found a spiral staircase inside, and followed the staircase all the way down to a wide basement with a dozen people in it, performing some kind of mysterious ritual.

Rohr hides outside the door and observes secretly.

The dozen or so men wore the most common white robes on the market, and looked like ordinary priests, but they had a strange and evil pattern painted on their chests: a pair of insect cicada wings, and in the center was a bloody mouth full of sharp teeth.

They stood in the shape of a six-pointed star, each of them whispering something in a language that Rohr didn't understand, and the surroundings were obviously not ventilated, but the torches and braziers were still swaying, and the old man who pulled everyone's shadows writhing wildly on the ground and wall, looking like a group of demons dancing wildly.

The whole scene is a cult ritual.

And in the middle of them, that is, in the center of the six-pointed star, there is also a pattern of wings and a large mouth with a blood basin, and on the pattern lie several long sacks, which are constantly wriggling.

The sobs of a young woman could still be heard from one of the sacks:

"Brother...... Why are you doing this? Mom and Dad won't forgive you ......"

A young man walked out of the cultists, with an extremely fierce expression on his face, and stomped on the sack that made a sound several times, forcing her to quiet down.

"Master Djoor, you can get started."

A thin old man in the crowd spoke.

The young man nodded, took a serpentine dagger from his bosom, slashed his wrist, and sprinkled a few wisps of blood in the center of the six-pointed star.

The blood boiled and surged as soon as it hit the ground, and quickly spread out like a carpet, turning the center of the hexagram into a pool of surging blood.

The young man threw the three sacks on the ground into the pool of blood with his own hands, and with a violent twist, the sacks slowly 'sank' into the pool of blood.

Then, with a look of madness, he knelt on the ground and shouted aloud:

"Welcome to our lord!"

The other cultists also knelt down one after another, shouting in unison:

"Welcome to our lord!"

The pool of blood boiled violently again, and a mosaic-covered lump slowly rose from it.

It's a literal mosaic, and you can't see the true face of this thing with the naked eye alone, but it probably has a statue-like outline.

The statue slowly flew over the young man's head, then turned into a gray light and burrowed into his body.

The young man was suddenly shocked, his body began to twist violently, and the whole person grew into a two-meter giant in the blink of an eye, and his face, which was originally a little handsome, also became hideous and evil, and a lump of iron-like muscles bulged out on his body, emitting a faint green light.

He is greener and stronger.

"It's ...... What a majestic power! I feel like there's nothing in the world that can stand against me! ”

The young man's voice was hoarse and dry, as if sandpaper was polishing stones, and he threw a punch to the side, and the wind alone blasted a large hole in the wall.

"Ahh What a terrifying force! Thank you for the gift of our Lord! ”

The pool of blood in the middle was no longer boiling, it was quiet, and slowly coagulated.

The other cultists showed joyful expressions on their faces and stepped forward to congratulate one after another, but only the thin old man muttered in a low voice with a suspicious face:

"This ...... Although it is good that our Lord has given strength, why did He not come? Is there a deviation in our rituals? ”

The young man noticed this scene and asked:

"High Priest, is there any problem?"

The old man didn't answer him, but stared at the dry blood stains on the ground, which were condensing into a symbol.

"This symbol is somewhat unfamiliar, it has never appeared before, and its meaning is ......"

The old man muttered in a low voice, took out a pamphlet from his bosom, and after reading it for a while, his face changed suddenly.

What does that mean...... Come on? ”

The young man's face suddenly froze, as if he had sensed something, and shouted angrily at the door of the basement:

"Who is it?"

From the shadows outside the door, Rohr's top hat and black and white mask slowly stepped out.

"Just an enthusiastic citizen passing by."

Rohr whispered, the saber had been taken out of his left hand, and continued slowly:

"I used to hesitate because I didn't want to kill, even if it was a sinner, and I shouldn't be judged, but now ...... I suddenly changed my mind......

So ......"

"You! Guys! Whole! All! Get! Die! ”

He said word by word, raised his saber, and rushed quickly towards the cultist.

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