Late at night, inside an abandoned factory building. A group of mysterious people in black robes and hoods are gathered in front of an altar. It is a special altar in the shape of a groove. Like a basin with a hemispherical row. Intricate incantations are engraved inside and out. The hooded man has added various materials to it, including some things that are not suitable for children. Then they chanted the obscure incantation together.

A flame suddenly rose and burned violently in an unconscionable way. Immediately afterwards, several black-robed men took out an ancient obsidian dagger and passed it to each other, slashing their palms.

Blood slowly flowed into the flames. The already swift flames grew again. With a muffled incantation, the flames began to twist and deform, and a looming roar began to be heard. It was as if something was struggling in flames. It is obvious by now that this is a dark summoning ritual, and what exactly it is summoned, I'm afraid even these black-robed people themselves don't know.

All the attention of several black-robed men was on the ceremony. Not noticing, not far behind them, several pairs of eyes were staring at them.

"To be honest, I didn't believe what the two women said at first, but now I do. It's definitely a spell that summons demons. ”

"We've all seen it, and now it's all about what we're going to do. Rush up and fight. ”

"To be honest, I think it's okay, all the attention of this group is on the ceremony, and we can catch them off guard."

"Then what spell are we going to attack, I think it's going to be faster. They seem to be coming to an end. ”

"If you think about what we've learned, I think fireball skills are good."

"What are you kidding, that guy is clearly born from the fire, and you hit him with fireballs."

"We're not going to fight that thing, we're just going to fight those black-robed people. Fireballs can explode when compressed. Together, we use blasting fireballs to attack their surroundings. The shockwave will disrupt their ritual. ”

"Makes sense, I agree."

"Me too."

.. ……

After several people finished discussing, they began to prepare for the fireball blasting technique together.

At this time, another couple also tracked it down. It's the combination of Crane and Abby. At this time, the two of them had teamed up to solve many supernatural cases and established a strong partnership. And began to track down some news about the god Moroch. The cult in front of them is their latest clue.

Seeing that the other party was about to succeed, Abby drew her gun and rushed forward. But before she could speak, she saw several fireballs coming towards the other party. A sense of danger came to my mind. Without thinking about it, he went back to Crane, who was going to rush up with her.

"Get down."

A violent explosion sounded, and several black-robed people were instantly swept over several meters away by the shock wave. Even Abby and Crane, who were more than ten meters away, were hit a lot.

However, at this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came from the six.

"Well, I remember the boss asked us to bring back the magic books they used. Is it okay for us to do this? ”

The rest of the people complained in their hearts. Are you saying it's okay now?

"Well, since it's a magic book, it shouldn't be so easily damaged." That being said, it's just that the tone is a little unconfident.

After a period of confusion, several people decided to step forward to take a look. The result was desperate, and the spellbook had been reduced to ashes. However, the obsidian dagger they used for bloodletting did not cause any damage. At this point, Abby and Crane also stood up.

"Don't move, lay down your arms."

Just as a few people were inspecting the battle power, Abby pressed forward again. He shouted out the sentence that pressed down on the bottom of his heart, 'Don't move and raise your hands'.

It's just that in Abby and Crane's stunned expressions, the few people in front of them tore open a strange scroll. Immediately afterwards, a thick fog suddenly appeared, directly enveloping the entire plant. By the time Abby and Crane broke through the fog, the men had long since disappeared without a trace.

"Did anyone dare not move just now?"

"Well, I heard it too, it seems to be the police."

……

"He probably didn't see our faces."

"There shouldn't be...... Right? ”

……

Regardless of the tease of those few jokes, Lin Xuan was in Draves's secret warehouse at this time, admiring the treasures that were about to belong to him.

Dravs watched as Lin Xuan picked up the precious collection at random, and threw it away casually. The convulsions on his face never stopped. This is a collection that he has spent most of his life. But in the eyes of the other party, it seems that they can't see it at all.

Dravs couldn't hold back any longer, after seeing Lin Xuan pick up a white spear again. Drafs took the initiative to speak.

"It was the spear of the ancient Aztec chieftain. Received the blessing of the Aztec deity, the Quetzalcoatl god Czalcoartl, and was specially used to fight the dark creatures of the physics department. Even a troll, or a werewolf or something, can't withstand its attacks. "Drafs, who was playing in one breath, was a little proud, after all, this was one of his favorite collections. But then he thought that these things no longer belonged to him, and he couldn't help but become depressed again.

Lin Xuan glanced at him and didn't speak, just picked up another collection item casually. It was a golden gold disc.

"It was a sacrificial object from the ancient Mayan civilization. It can be detected that it contains quite a lot of energy, but so far it has not been figured out how to use it. ”

Lin Xuan carefully sensed the disc. Then a spell was entered. I saw that the disc emitted a golden light. The light quickly converged, and then shot into the air. However, this secret room has a large number of defensive runes in order to prevent the sudden spread of magic power and attract unnecessary attention.

The pillar of light clashed with the defensive rune for a moment, and finally quickly dissipated due to the lack of follow-up support.

"It is indeed a sacrificial object, a ritual instrument used to communicate directly with the gods. However, the correct way to use it should be to put enough sacrifices on the disc to take away the magic power. Then the whole sacrificial ritual is likely to be successful. ”

"Possibly?"

"If the sacrifice was really that good, the Mayans would not suddenly become extinct. In fact, I suspect that the demise of the Mayans had nothing to do with their gods. If the gods were really so good at talking, there wouldn't be so many tragedies in this world. ”

Lin Xuan sighed to himself, and didn't pay attention to Drafs's reaction. I just picked up another collectible. And with Lin Xuan's movements, Drafs's pupils suddenly twitched, and then returned to normal.