The impact that was stronger than before grew within the observable range, and the process of its phenomenon was slow. The corpse is shriveling, the blood drawn by some mysterious force is flowing, and although there is a process, existence no longer follows the concept of speed, but is swift within the observable range. I didn't hear a sound, and all the scenery seemed to be eclipsed by the blood. The incomparably familiar light-like circuit, full of sci-fi vibes, is actually mysterious, spreading throughout the church at a faster rate than blood flows.

There is more than one source of the loop, they are like dots, all over the floor, walls and ceilings, and each loop will be like a channel, receiving the flowing blood. And the eruption of blood has completely exceeded the amount that the corpse itself can hold. This blood may no longer be the blood of the human body, but something else.

For me, such a sight means only one result – the sacrificial ritual has begun. And this ritual, as it has been in the past, will not be relatively slow because of my speed. The reference to the quicksweep had no effect on it, and conversely, no matter how much I sped up, the progress of the ritual was normal for me.

Now I understand why the sacrificial rites of the past have never been interrupted, and why the people of the Doomsday Shinrikyo can perform the sacrificial rites in a grand manner when a strong enemy is coming. The mystery of the ritual itself also has a stable relativity, and an absoluteness that allows it to be destined to be completed at the beginning.

An unstoppable sacrificial ritual. Sacrifice every Doomsday Shinrikyo believer I have slain, just as I had anticipated. Although the results are known in advance, the beginning and process of it. But it is impossible to observe, and therefore cannot be interrupted, no matter who is chosen to kill first—the priest, the believer, or the choir.

If the Doomsday Shinrikyo Cult knew my speed and made some arrangements for it, then the most fruitful arrangement was this sacrificial ceremony. But as long as the sacrificial ritual is successful. For them, the plan itself was a success. This is the usual method of the Doomsday Shinrikyo religion, and "people" are never the end of combat effectiveness.

Only half of the people in the church were left with the original ones. And the half of the dead are all mysterious experts at the level of third-level demonic messengers, and what kind of powerful demons will be summoned by the sacrifice thus completed? I don't doubt it anymore. The result of the sacrifice was the summoning of demons. Because, even if I did not understand the principles and rules of the sacrificial ritual itself, the familiar smell that permeated the air had awakened my sense of déjà vu.

This sacrificial ritual is indeed a sacrificial ritual that summons demons.

The environment inside the church is completely unsuitable for normal people, with high temperatures, corrosion, and poisonousness, as well as more inexplicable forces that cause various side effects on the body. It will cause the body of a normal person to decay in a short period of time. However, for the fourth-level Demon Emringer. But it's still within the normal range. Moreover, this is only a second-in-class phenomenon.

For me, who is extraordinarily fast, the beginning and end of everything is calculated at least on a scale of one hundredth of a second.

All the negative reactions, even if they have an effect on me, but in a second, how far can they go? I think these people have already experienced this, and the price is their lives.

Even knowing that they were dead would only make the sacrifice more powerful, but not killing them would only make the situation worse. They have high-speed movers, even if they are still below me, but it also means that they can still observe and react to me as a group, and it means that they can still decide what they should do depending on the specific wartime situation.

I have no doubt that they will never skimp on their lives as long as they feel that they are in need.

If I don't kill them, they will not hesitate to sacrifice themselves if they think that there must be such a powerful demon to threaten me. No one has done this more thoroughly and inhumane than the Doomsday Shinrikyo mentality.

The first second is over, the second begins immediately after, and the battlefield also reaches another stage in this unit of time distinguished by "one second".

The all-round shock wave that was about to ripple across the field was gradually expanding in front of my eyes as a phenomenon that distorted the air. In a chain decision, what can be observed is forming a more complex pattern, where one moment it is a safe place, and the next moment it is no longer safe. If you want to avoid this insecurity, you must complete the adjustment of the direction and route in an instant.

Even a mysterious expert can't make this kind of adjustment. It can even be said that even a mysterious expert who moves at high speed cannot do every single one. There are many ways to achieve high-speed movement, and not all of them are as free as speed-skimming.

I pulled out the long knife nailed to the wall. At the same time, there are followers of the Doomsday Shinrikyo who are affected by this all-round shock, and the changes in their bodies are like slow motion in my observations. First the skin trembled, then the subcutaneous was squeezed and twisted, the bones began to break, and the body seemed to be inflated, and this internal and external interaction completely tore apart their bodies. When they are squeezed, when they are broken, I am still rushing to sweep.

As long as there is a speed reference, even this all-round shock wave will not be able to stop me. All-round shock wave, this is a good way to interfere and strike at high-speed movers in a narrow range. The power of this shockwave felt to me like facing Father Sissen's air pressure control in the past apocalyptic illusion—however, at that time, I was only a third-level demon pattern.

Now, my body is the strength of a fourth-level demonic emissary.

Before the shockwave had fully spread, I had wandered around the remnants of the mystical experts, or had their heads cut off. Or pierce their hearts in the back. Their postures and expressions are completely different from the last second, one second at a time. It's already enough for them to react more.

The sledgehammer fell from my side, another pit appeared in the ground, and a large amount of debris flew up, and the mysterious expert who wielded the sledgehammer and could move at high speeds was distorted by the immense power that existed here and began to deform after completing this blow. There is no chance of survival. And his destruction did not interfere with the spread of the above-ground circuit. I crossed his gaze, just as I thought. He was not at all terrified by his own death, but was filled with an incomprehensible fervor and identification.

A tenth of a second passed, and there were eight believers and three high-speed movers, unable to avoid the massive onslaught caused by their companions. Die in twisting and disintegrating. Kill them now. It's no longer me, it's going to add themselves.

Such a sight is too crazy for ordinary people or mysterious experts with common sense.

All corpses, once swept by the shock wave, eventually turned into puddles of flesh and blood, and then quickly sacrificed. The speed at which the shock wave destroys the corpse. Slow relative to the speed sweep, however. The operation of the sacrificial ritual is not affected, so that the existence time of all flesh and blood, in terms of normal time ratio, will definitely not exceed 0.01 second.

The gray fog has become clearly visible imperceptibly.

It is said that the Gray Mist technique of the Ruling Bureau is based on "people". This sacrificial ritual has also shown similarities. The Gray Mist technology of the Ruling Bureau eventually led to the birth of "Demons" and "Primal Life", and the sacrifice ceremony here is also about to give birth to a terrifying Gray Mist Demon.

Once again, I pierced the body with the long knife, and this time when I pulled the long knife away, a huge amount of blood spurted directly from the wound, and it was no longer affected by the rapid sweep.

These believers are still slow to react, but their bodies are no longer slow to change. Any change in "normal speed" that I can observe in the speed-swept state must be mysterious in itself.

The high-speed occult experts were no longer besieging me, and when they stopped, it was as if they had given up, but in reality it certainly couldn't be so. Even if they stopped chasing and interfering with my killings, the threat I could feel would still be rising.

As I had expected, it took less than two seconds to allow the mysteries released by the occultists to reach their original strength while they were still alive. Unless these mysterious experts are completely unresponsive, they will be killed by me. Otherwise, as long as they instinctively release their power and are killed by me later, some of the mysteries that should have happened will still unfold unfold unfolding, and these mysteries are the origin of the various shocks they have encountered before.

Mystic experts, especially demonic emissaries, instinctively release mysteries faster than they can consciously release mysteries. It's almost to the point where a single thought can happen. This is the advantage of the Demonic Emringer, perhaps the Demonic Pattern Super is single and lacks the adaptability to deal with various situations, but these Superpowers are used like instinct.

I think that's why the Cult of Doomsday Shinrito sent this sniper team, which is made up entirely of demonic emissaries.

Fortunately, not every Demon Emblemary can continue to complete the ability after being killed.

Be that as it may, the mystery that can be done, coming together in a confusing, incomprehensible way, is the "concentrated fire".

There are already a lot of strange patterns and spots on my body, some of which are corrosive to the body, and some of them seem to be just a mark. At such times, "marking" is more terrible than "erosion".

When those mysterious experts who can move at high speed stop moving, I feel that I have been "locked", and it is this "lock" that gives me a great sense of threat, that is a kind of self now, even if it is in a state of rapid sweeping, it will be hit, and the result of being hit, even if it will not die in the first place, will be hit hard.

Of all the intuitions of the occult specialist, this sense of danger involving life and the state of existence is the clearest and keenest. And the enhanced perception of the identity of the "hunter" makes this feeling ability reach unprecedented precision.

It's too late to kill other believers, because every hundredth of a second that passes is turning the relative speed of more phenomena back to normal, but for me, it means that this mysterious and chaotic impact is increasing every hundredth of a second. At this rate, after the end of this second, the strength of the locked blow will be at least ten times that of the impact that is currently spreading. It can't be stopped, and it can't dodge.

The visible gray mist inside the church began to swirl and envelop us all, the distorted part of our vision began to expand at an accelerated pace, and the sound of the murmur became clear, as if it were the only sound in this world. I jumped up lightly, and the fourth-level magic pattern on the inside of my wrist began to operate with the strongest efficiency, and at the same time, the hunter seal on my forehead also began to operate, trying to suppress the magic pattern, in normal times, maybe this suppression can be let go, because, the existence of the hunter seal must have its reason - I once guessed that old Hawk may have thought that absorbing any power in the deep night will have a negative impact on the hunter, and the magic pattern will increase the speed of this power absorption, although it will accelerate people to become a powerful hunter, But at the same time, it will also have a more negative impact.

It's impossible to know what he had in mind when he applied the seal, but I'm still following what he had left.

However, this is no longer the case to limit yourself. The dead and living believers, the final condensed firepower, will completely explode after this second is over.

The conflict between the fourth-level magic pattern and the hunter's seal made me feel great pain, and in the midst of the pain, there was a hallucinatory feeling. It was as if there was something running through my muscles, nerves, and bone marrow, spreading deep into my body, and the "deepest part" of my body seemed to be not the internal organs, but the abode of the soul, and the pain followed this path, pinching my soul tightly.

My left eye started to throb, it felt slight at first, but suddenly it became intense. It began to twitch, rolling up and down, left and right, as if the optic nerve had come to life, and with its own will, it also spread to the soul deep in the body.

The sense of spread of two different sources eventually intersects at the soul, but is connected without any conflict.

Then, the soul was ignited, the body was ignited, and I felt that every breath I exhaled carried a violently flickering spark.

In the midst of pain and burning, I saw, the church in ruins, lost its top, and the sky that could be seen was both a vision of the deepest night and an illusion of "paradise"—everything that could be seen was burning, whether they were burning or not, they were burned to ashes and sparkled from the sky.

I lowered my gaze and saw the expanding light in front of me, so powerful and full of unimaginable destructive power.

It's about to shoot, and the target is myself. (To be continued......)