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The voices grew muffled, and at last only the eerie sound of breathing echoed in the air.

Several people wrapped in heavy black robes placed the corpses in the magic array according to strange rules, and the bubbling blood dyed the magic array scarlet, and the flowing blood formed an array within a formation along the pit dug in advance.

And the strange breathing sound came from the strange star-shaped magic array constructed of blood.

A man wrapped in a red robe stood outside the magic array, staring coldly at all this. When all the corpses were laid out and the black-robed man came out, he took out a thick book with a golden cover and recited a lengthy incantation.

The sound of his mantra is small, but it has an unpleasant rhythm to listen to. With his incantation, the strange breathing sound in the magic array became stronger and stronger, and in the end, it was like pulling a bellows, and the snorting sound was non-stop.

Not only that, but the surface of the star-shaped magic field made of blood also trembled, as if there was a heart hidden in it. The breathing was getting louder and louder, and the ground was shaking louder and louder, as if something terrible was hiding underground, as if it could come out at any moment.

But just when the strange sound of breathing and the tremor of the ground were almost at the extreme, the red-robed man stopped.

"That's enough. He whispered in a shrill voice, "So be it." ”

After saying that, he took the black-robed people and left, without even looking back, leaving only the magic array that was still breathing, and the ground that kept shaking.

After about half an hour, a group of paladins roared to the sound of horses' hooves. They looked at the dozen or so corpses lying on the ground, listened to the strange breathing sound, and looked at the ground that was still shaking gently, and their brows were tightly locked.

"Sure enough, it's a blasphemy circle!" the middle-aged holy warrior led by him said angrily, "This is the third time!

Several holy warriors next to him were already busy, they took out the refined high-purity holy water and splashed it towards the magic array. The seemingly unremarkable holy water fell into the magic array, but it made a sizzling sound as if it had fallen on a piece of red-hot iron, and even bursts of black smoke rose, and then dissipated under the spells of the priests, leaving no trace.

The strange sound of breathing slowly weakened, and the tremor of the ground slowly subsided, and in the end, except for the traces of slaughter, even the magic circle drawn here disappeared.

"What the hell are those people thinking?" It was only then that the clergy had time to chat. A young paladin asked the resting priest, "Why did they stop when they could have done it before we arrived?" ”

"Probably because they're actually afraid of the horrible monsters from the lower planes. The old priest said, "That kind of thing doesn't know what friendliness is, let alone rules or etiquette." For them, life is about fighting and devouring non-stop. Once they are summoned to the human world, the summoner must be the first to be unlucky. ”

"In that case, why do they summon these things?" asked the paladin.

The old priest shook his head: "I don't know, to be honest, I wonder just as much as you." Over the years, I've fought countless cultists and careerists, and they don't have any such thoughts of 'danger' or 'benefit' in their minds. They are almost half-insane, as long as they can summon those monsters from the lower planes, let alone kill and sacrifice, even if they want to use themselves as sacrifices. I have never heard of the life-loving cultists I met these three times. ”

"Could it be that they have some other conspiracy?"

"Possibly...... No, it should be said, they must have other plots, but we haven't found out yet. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" the leader of the holy warriors interrupted their small talk, "hurry up and purify, after this purification is over, we will continue to hunt down those murderous villains!"

The paladin and the priest nodded together and hurriedly went back to work.

They drove it into the ground with a silver spike engraved with the emblem, where it had beaten like a heart. Nothing happened at first when the long silver nails were driven into the ground, but when the priest opened the canon and sang the praises of the gods, the silver nails vibrated violently, and more roars and curses came from the ground.

That voice contains a terrifying power, ordinary people will be dizzy as long as they listen to a sentence, and they will fall into a coma directly after listening too much, and may even be seriously injured by the soul, sinking into the deepest dreams, being haunted by nightmares and unable to get rid of them, and dying.

But the priests were prepared, and when the roars and curses rang out, a faint white light shone on each of them, which was the emblem they carried with them, and it was at work at the moment, cutting off the temptations and curses from the lower planes.

After a long time, the roaring and cursing finally died down completely, and the ground returned to its previous appearance - no, it was different from before, and if you looked closely, you could see that the ground was faintly blue and white, which made people feel sacred when they looked at it.

"It's done. The priest presiding over the ceremony said, "This will never again be used as a place of worship and summoning of demons." ”

The elder paladin nodded, sighed, and said, "The number of victims is already more than forty, I really hope to catch that group of gangsters as soon as possible!"

"It's not easy, they do it every time, they run away in the middle of the ceremony. When we arrived, we had to be busy trying to stop the ritual from being completed first, and by the time we were done, they would have already run away. One of the paladins said angrily, "We need to increase our manpower!"

"That can't be. The leader of the holy warriors shook his head, "In the vicinity, I have already drawn all the people who can be transferred." Even if you want to increase it, no one can increase it. ”

"I think...... We can find outside help. The old pastor proposed, "If it's not enough for us alone, we should also bring the rest of the good churches into the church." ”

The leader of the holy warriors pondered for a moment, but still shook his head.

"I always felt that what those people were trying to do was not so simple, maybe they were just setting a trap to lure us into gathering all the priests of the good gods in the neighborhood and killing us all in one ......"

"Good will triumph over evil!" shouted a young paladin.

"Good must triumph over evil, that's from a historical point of view. But history will have twists and turns, and in history, there have been more than one large-scale situation in which evil prevails. The Paladin leader shook his head, "So we can't take it lightly, we must ensure victory!"

They discussed for a long time, and finally made up their minds, got on their horses again, and followed the horseshoe prints left by the group of black-robed men, whistling and chasing after them.

No matter what, they can't let go of this group of crazy villains! )