As the night deepened, through the thick fog, a bright moon could be seen approaching the zenith.

A circle far larger than the previous ascension ceremony appeared on a vast flat ground in the pasture.

Of course, this huge circle with a diameter of more than 100 meters could not have been drawn with any invisible magic materials—after selling all of Douglas and Natalia's belongings, he couldn't get together so many materials.

It is just a "pigment" that has been exposed to clean sand for a long time and is just outlined on the earth.

But even this sand has almost used up the savings of two people.

And, in order to clear out this flat land, Douglas has been busy for the past two days.

He had to clean up the weeds from the ground, dig up a large area of the ground, mix it with a special medicinal powder, and then smash it down again—if it weren't for the fact that he himself was also a master of the invisible arts, two days would definitely not be enough time to do this.

The intercalation ceremony is the largest of all ceremonies, and in general, in order to hold this ceremony, it takes at least dozens of people who practice the invisible art to join forces just to maintain the work on the spot. When it comes to various materials and offerings, even for a sect of thousands of people, it often takes several years to prepare.

In all of London, there are very few organizations capable of holding such ceremonies.

Normally, people like Douglas and Natalia can't save enough resources in their lifetime to hold an intercalation ceremony.

Not to mention anything else, the influence of the fifteenth order of the phase of the lamp, this kind of thing is something that can be encountered but not sought. If you don't have the strength to cross the fourth gate of Mansu, the "Peacock Gate", the influence of this level is almost impossible.

Even those who are strong enough to cultivate must use the rare Magic Mirror as a material in order to find resources in the Peacock Gate.

The Mirror of Spells is difficult to make, as it will be damaged after each use, and it will be necessary to consume precious artifacts and extract the spirits in them to repair them before they can be used again.

In other words, every time you step through the Peacock Gate, you need to spend at least one precious artifact. It also needs to have at least two masters of profound cultivation to do it—not only do you need people to search, but you also need to repair it.

The cost is already high, but even if you step into the peacock gate, you may not be able to find what you are looking for.

Practitioners of the Invisible Technique can sleepwalk and acquire a variety of resources, but if they deliberately search for a target, they can be called lucky to be able to find the target in just ten times.

In the game of Pan Long's previous life, he is probably the so-called "European".

...... While it is true that they are Europeans, this "Europe" is not another "Europe"!

The impact is so hard to get, and the right sacrifice is even harder.

Generally speaking, the practitioners of the invisible art who perform the intercalation ceremony use "quantity" to make up for the lack of "quality". They would often take a group of low-level formless cultivators as sacrifices, and even use ordinary people with certain qualifications.

To be able to sacrifice cult leaders like Natalia, who have cultivated the invisible art for many years and have a high level...... This kind of thing can't be done even by the Bureau of Prevention and Suppression.

Even if this kind of character has no backstage and can be attacked, they will never dare to try to capture it alive.

It's easier to fight a tiger than to catch a tiger, and in this era, there are no non-lethal weapons such as stun guns and tranquilizer guns.

In short, if it weren't for Pan Long's help, even if Natalia reached the twelfth order of the Lamp Phase, she would probably only have to report to the Anti-Suppression Bureau and ask the Anti-Suppression Bureau to help her arrange the ascension ceremony.

As for how long it will take and what will happen by then, no one can say......

Seeing the moon approaching the zenith, Natalia stood in the circle, looking a little nervous.

"You don't have to be so nervous. Pan Long said, "You see, the lucky audience was not nervous. ”

Natalia turned her head to look at the place where the sacrifices were placed, only to see a few cult backbones who were tied up like rice dumplings, and their facial features were distorted with fear.

"I don't really see where they're not nervous. Douglas couldn't help but ask, "They look nervous." ”

"How can it be, the unknown needs to be nervous, the things that have been determined, there is nothing to be nervous about. Pan Long smiled and said, "They're dead anyway, and it's clear things, so there's no need to be nervous." ”

Douglas looked at the faces of those people, and then looked at the group of meat dumplings outside the circle that were neatly arranged by Pan Long, and he really couldn't see even the slightest "not nervous" from the faces of these people.

But he suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh.

Over the years, these cult bosses have been making trouble around London, and I don't know how many innocent people have been killed and how many bloody crimes have been committed!

He tried to arrest them more than once, but was always blocked.

Their power, wealth, and even their social status and family connections...... These tangible and intangible things form a net, a shield.

This net is impenetrable, and this shield is stronger and more powerful than any armor or spell!

He, but those people can't.

Despite every bastard here, he was able to produce at least one piece of ironclad evidence that would be enough to send the other party to the gallows. But in the face of those visible and invisible shelters, even if it is ironclad, they can't help it.

He was angry about it more than once, cursed and spat on more than once, but he was helpless.

As a result, his personality became more and more extreme, more and more stubborn, and more and more unkind.

Many people say that Douglas is already a little insane, and he is not even far from being completely insane.

Even, he thinks so himself.

But today, he feels extremely happy, all the blockages have disappeared, all the pressure is gone, the whole person is like being washed by clean water, from top to bottom from the inside to the outside is very smooth, happy like a child who has gotten the toy that he misses.

To use the adjectives of another world, he is now full of thoughts, as happy as a fish swimming freely.

The time gradually came, and the moon reached the zenith.

Then, Natalia recited the incantation.

"Proud and dazzling, it can't last long. She said, "The sun rises as blood, and the sun that rises out of blood has lost its former color." It is divided into four, with only remnants remaining. ”

With her incantation, a huge spirit seeped out of her body, flowing along the veins of the circle, activating everything in the circle.

The exposed sand glowed slightly, the secret book copied with blood spontaneously combusted without fire, the canvas full of pride was as bright as a mirror, the glowing paint slowly rose into the air, and the invisible "influence of the lamp" began to spread throughout the circle.

The backbone of the cult that had been carefully selected had their eyes wide open like cattle and horses, and they struggled desperately, but they could not move at all.

Soon, a fog of the influence of the lights enveloped them.

A non-human roar emanated from their chests, converberated through their throats, and finally spurted out of their noses mixed with blood.

This spray did not stop.

Soon, the blood spurted out, but the corpses did not look dry and hideous, but rather like clothes that had been washed and wrung out of water, revealing a refreshing feeling.

Light shines through them.

This is the appearance of the lamp that they cultivate.

Each of the few people who were sacrificed was a master who had reached at least the eighth order of cultivation of the Lamp Phase. It is almost impossible to find such a sacrifice in a normal ritual.

The light from a few of them was even more than hundreds of people like Leo, a college student from the "History Research Society", and Violet, an old nurse, who had just started in the field of invisible arts.

A sacrifice of this magnitude was enough to make those in the know envious that their eyes turned red.

...... Although perhaps if they know about it, their first reaction may be to run as far as they want, so as not to become a member of the "lucky audience".

Soon, the "light" of those sacrifices was completely squeezed out, and these lights fused with the previous fog, making the fog appear more and more vivid.

Next, the glowing pigment and the burning esoteric book were also swallowed up by the mist, so that the mist became a little more vibrant, and even something invisible could be felt squirming inside, as if a few things could jump out of the void at any moment.

Pan Long suddenly frowned and snapped his fingers.

"Get out of the way!" he said coldly.

With his move, the void near the circle suddenly shook, and at least twenty or thirty monsters with twisted and deformed bodies emerged.

Douglas's eyelids twitched - he knew most of these monsters, and even the weakest of them often required a team of well-trained Counter Agents to eliminate them, and it could cost them casualties. Among them, the most powerful even requires the six action teams of the Anti-Suppression Bureau to be dispatched together, and everyone has written a suicide note in advance to be sure of extermination.

But Pan Long just flicked his fingers coldly, and invisible strong winds emanated from his fingers, easily penetrating the bodies of those monsters.

The sturdy body that could withstand a sharp sword or even a flintlock pistol was like papier-mâché in front of his finger wind, and a little bit was a bloody hole.

These monsters also often have strong vitality, and they may not be able to kill them if they are slashed a few times, pierced with a few spears on their bodies, or even shot in the head.

But as long as they were pierced by Pan Long's finger wind, no matter where they penetrated, they would fall to the ground, red, green, and even purple-black blood spilled out, constantly flowing, and soon flowed cleanly.

And these blood of different colors will not flow to the ground, but will flow in front of Pan Long, converging in front of him and slowly spinning.

This scene looks very similar to the previous scene when Pan Long drained all the backbone members of the cult "Pope's Crown" of their vitality.

Whether it is a cultist or a demon, in front of this Oriental nominal person from another history, it is just a material that can extract blood and life.

Douglas, who was still a little worried about Natalia's ascension ceremony, suddenly made up his mind.

He felt that his previous worries seemed to be a little unnecessary.

How could such a powerful nameless person make those low-level mistakes?

Even if Natalia's ascension doesn't go well, even if the "world's feedback" isn't enough to open the three-pointed door for her to reach the highest point of the Manju, the named person will definitely take the action himself and pull her through.

He smiled, and smiled easily.

Contrary to his relaxed smile, the cult masters who were tied up like zongzi and neatly arranged next to them to serve as spectators and the next ritual supplies were staring at each other with wide eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Is there a strong person in the world who can kill monsters so easily?!

They are also knowledgeable, so they naturally recognize those monsters. Among them, the weaker ones are just that, those who are particularly powerful, even if they bring all their subordinates, they dare not say that they will be able to win.

According to their experience, if they encounter these monsters, the best way is actually to send sacrifices so that they are fed and there is no danger.

Anyway, the minds of monsters are very simple, and they will leave when they are full of food and drink. Eat two or three people at most, and then they're full, and they're gone.

As long as they don't die, they don't care how many people the monsters eat!

But this unknown master didn't even use any weapons, and he didn't need to cast spells, just flicked his fingers and killed all these powerful monsters!

His strength is unimaginable!

Thinking of this, their mood became more and more depressed.

In the hands of such a strong person, they can be said to be lifeless.

It is completely impossible to bargain with such a strong person, or to expect someone to save you......

So they hung their heads one by one, like defeated roosters - no, they were not roosters, but they were defeated.

Inside the circle, the ritual continued.

The fog had enveloped almost everything, except for Natalia herself, and the canvas that radiated a dazzling light, which was still not covered by the fog.

At the moment, the fog is wriggling around the canvas, like a child who wants to steal food, but is afraid of being scolded by his parents.

After a few hesitations, it finally swooped down and wrapped the canvas as if it had made up its mind.

A low roar emanated from the mist.

Immediately, the mist shook violently.

Everyone clearly felt that something seemed to be growing rapidly in the mist, and it was about to grow completely.

And a monstrous aura locked on Natalia in an instant.

This is the most critical and dangerous part of the "intercalation ceremony".

If they are not retained, the ritual will be consumed by the mist, transformed into a roaming monster.

Many of the powerful monsters in Mansu came here this way.

Generally speaking, at this time, you should ask Si Chen to guide you, rely on Si Chen's power to deter the mist, and then use the power of the mist to open the portal to Mansu, and then enter Mansu with flesh and blood, run to the highest point of Mansu as fast as possible, and pass through the three-pointed gate under Si Chen's guidance.

But Natalia didn't do that.

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

A strange throbbing, spontaneously born.