What is this place?

Leah looked at the world curiously, and found that it was very different from Huihe Valley. There is no deadly acid rain, desperate clouds and darkness. But there is a brighter starry sky than the Hui River Basin. The iron birds flying in the sky and the iron cars running on the bridges were all things she had never seen before, not to mention the towering rocky jungle-like buildings.

Without demons, not even the breath of demonic power, Leah realized at a glance how beautiful the world was, and how peaceful and peaceful it was.

Except for the sight in front of you.

Under the dark bridge, several men were still praying loudly, chanting their own prayers. Leah doesn't understand their language, but strangely understands what they mean. The girl was their sacrifice, they thirsted for power, they thirsted for power, they craved even everything that could make them 'big', evil thoughts kept growing, and the filth disgusted Leah.

If it were in the Hui Valley, these prayers might just be a vent or a spiritual sustenance, but here Leah clearly saw that the black lines of these men gradually extended into the void around her. These lines are their thoughts, their beliefs and persistence, their ambitions and greed.

Thought is a kind of power, and when it meets the depths, it is the nourishment of another world.

The girl struggled even harder, her eyes full of despair. She saw the fierce light in the eyes of the men, and the sharp knives beside them.

As a sacrifice, it is usually killed. Otherwise, how can it reflect the worship of demons?

A goat's head is placed in front of the girl, which is a totem representing the demon.

Leah felt a little interesting. Demon beacons are indeed mentioned in demonology, but it is not remembered that any demons in the Hui Valley are marked with sheep's heads. Could it be the higher upper realm?

While she was thinking about it, Leah suddenly felt a chill. It was as if there was a powerful consciousness that transcended time, transcended space, and appeared directly around itself. She glanced back, but found nothing.

"Are you looking for sacrifices too?"

A hoarse voice rang in her ears, startling Leah.

"Huh?" She looked left and right again, but still didn't notice anything. "I, I'm not. I was just passing by......"

"A newborn recipient?" The owner of the voice seemed to be observing Leah, and said after a while. "No, it's not. I don't feel your cornerstone. You're not a demon? ”

"I'm not." Leah flatly denied it. The voice laughed.

"Ugly, funny. An individual who is not a demon, but who can connect to the otherworldly harvest sacrifice through the deep realm. That's amazing...... And let me see. You also possess such pure psionic power that you shine as brightly as a beacon in the darkness. It really makes my mouth water. Let's make a deal, would you like to sign a contract code with me? ”

"I refuse." Leah said without hesitation. She gradually understood that the owner of this voice must be a powerful demon, but she didn't know what level. It's better to provoke a little less of such an existence, although it may provide its own great strength, but it will also allow you to sink forever.

Even as a demon evoker, he doesn't want his soul to be captured by demons. So most evokers will only trade a portion of their psionic energy and keep a little bit of the core seed of their soul. Make sure you won't be sucked by demons while you die. Leah is not an experienced evoker though. But this basic knowledge has been taught by Ms. Emily.

"Excuse me, rejected...... But it doesn't matter. It was just the first time we met. There will be opportunities in the future. The owner of the voice laughed, but did not mean to be angry. I'll let you know that it's actually nice to sign a contract with me. You and I take what we need, and no one will regret it. ”

"Now, get out of the way, fragile and magical individuals, and let me finish this harvest feast."

The voice spoke, and then Leah felt a film appear around her, separating herself from the world below. Although he can still see and hear, he cannot extend his spiritual sense of touch.

"Don't care, newborn recipient, it's a protective measure against you interfering with my harvest. You'll get used to it, and so it will be when you reap later. ”

A hoarse voice introduced Leah, followed by a twist in the void, and a black orb appeared in the bridge. All the black threads that emanated from the praying man were absorbed by these spheres. No longer cast into the depths.

"Thought is the root of all existence, so it is more important to demons than psionic energy. However, ordinary demons cannot evolve to this level, and even if they understand it, they cannot absorb it. Fortunately, the demon of this harvest is me, and I can't waste it on the deep realm. The hoarse voice continued to explain to Leah, and then a faint aura emanated from the black ball, which was absorbed by the praying men as soon as it fell, and also drifted to the girl who was being sacrificed.

The girl was struggling and was pinned to the ground by several men. A man picked up a sharp knife and plunged it into her chest.

Blood flowed from between her plump twin peaks, and soon she stopped breathing.

From Leah's perspective, some pale blue energy could be clearly seen floating out of her corpse.

"It's a shame I can't get these." Said in a hoarse voice. "Only voluntary psionic abilities are recognized by the law. So although she was sacrificed, she was just an innocent victim. ”

"And what are you going to harvest?" Leah asked curiously. She couldn't understand the behavior of the owner of the voice, and if he couldn't get the benefits, why should he get involved?

"Boom, newborn recipients, what I'm going to reap is actually those people......"

The hoarse voice laughed, but the target was the men who were praying. "See? What a depraved consciousness, a dirty greed, a stupid mind. They are like undefended orchards, opening their doors to us. As long as I give them the slightest inducement, they will sink and give everything willingly. ”

"Harvest season, never disappointed."

With the guidance of the hoarse voice, Leah saw the prayer men stand up, raising their hands in ecstasy. A man shouted.

"Do you feel it? Strength! Great power! It surged inside me like a flood! ”

"We can take out those Wattel gang bastards and take back the territory we have got!"

"Oh my God, Satan is above, and I feel as if I can do anything. Let's get going! Kill the waste and take back our women and goods. The whole street belongs to us! ”

Amid cheers and howls, several men tore their shirts, revealing tattooed muscles. They rushed into the darkness excitedly. It's as if you've seen prey.

It's just that......

O man who draws power from the devil...... You will never understand that the devil will not give anything, but will only be like a thief, taking a part of your future and giving it to you now.

You, on the other hand, are ecstatic. (To be continued......)