The mystical ritual that calls for "a great being who should not exist in this world" is not complicated.

It only requires a certain amount of human sacrifice.

This is not difficult for the members of the night banquet - the black-robed people.

The only thing it takes is patience.

As long as you patiently collect fresh corpses and transform them into living corpses, you can not only keep them fresh, but also complete the accumulation of quantity.

Even so, however, members of the Night-Feasters rarely call out "things that shouldn't exist."

Because it is easy to please God, it is difficult to send God.

Those who enjoy human sacrifice that should not exist will not be satisfied with returning to the bottomless red abyss.

He will try to stay, interfere, and even eat!

Therefore, the most crucial part of the invocation ceremony is the send-off process.

It requires the use of the Brilliant Viraj spell, the Elixir of Emptiness, and the Ring Cross, the three core elements.

Among them, the Brilliant Villaj spell is the most treacherous!

This spell cannot be recorded in its entirety because it is a desecration of "things that should not exist".

Only a madman who believes in the god of the hiding place has the means to write it into the "Corpse Food Ritual Ceremony" and record it for transmission.

Through the ritual of desecration, block out the perception of things that shouldn't exist, and peek into the abominable incantations that desecrate the old rulers in the cracks of the text of the Ritual of Corpse Food.

In order to ensure the success rate of the ritual, the black-robed man decided to confirm the Brilliant Viraj spell again before performing the ritual.

- While Duke Habs was desecrating his corpse.

He summoned a cloud of corpse dust, enveloped his body, covered his figure, and stepped into the place where Duke Habs's corpse was desecrated.

A stench of decay that seems to have fermented for centuries wanders and diffuses in this place of desecrated corpses that stirs the soul, blinding the abominable human beings who are dominated by desire.

In the small mud room, there is a female corpse with a vivid look, a clever smile and gorgeous clothes.

These are the corpses of women stolen by the black-robed men from Highgate Cemetery, for the exclusive enjoyment of Duke Habs.

Here are the noble ladies he longs for but can't get;

There are also graceful corpses that blaspheme ethics.

At this point, they all came to life, turning into a vortex of lust and devouring Duke Habs.

When the power was declining, Duke Habs's eyes were bloody, tearing open the **** belly, and eating the rotten organs covered with maggots, like a female fallen mantis under instinct.

In the midst of this unimaginable filth, the black-robed man opened the human skin nitrate magic book "Corpse Food Ritual Ceremony" and read it quietly.

He was obsessed with the realm of death, and he was already dissatisfied with the shallow realm of corpse resentment.

He longs for the power to create ashes!

This is the realm of true blasphemy.

It is also the reason why what should not exist is banished into the abyss.

The gods were jealous and hated His creation.

——·——

"A ritual of sacrifice for something that shouldn't exist?"

On the seemingly empty ceiling, a swarm of maggots twisted in huddles under the cover of the siren's tears, faintly forming an eyeball, peering at the human skin tome below.

The words that seemed to be writhing like maggots, with the curse of chasing souls, were imprinted into Li Shenzhi's vision.

With the help of the ability to "Born to Know", he understood the magic book and realized the ultimate purpose of the black-robed man.

Ember power?

Li Shenzhi, who was far away in Tudor, showed a thoughtful expression.

——·——

I don't know how long it has been, the black-robed man closed the magic tome, got up and left, and went to the place of human sacrifice.

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of slight footsteps echoed in the dark-shrouded corridor, like the beating heart of a black-robed man.

Not long after, he pushed open a stone door.

In the darkness of the underground, a precious light surged out of the crack in the door, revealing a place of abomination.

It was a densely packed place of living corpses.

The corpses looked like living people, but their faces were paler and they emitted a disgusting stench.

They are arranged in a neat manner according to a certain pattern.

When the black-robed men stepped in, they subconsciously twisted their necks and stared at the dead fish eyes that were covered with a layer of pale.

The black-robed man took a deep breath.

Walk towards the center of the living corpses.

It was a wooden platform, and a group of low-ranking members of the Night Feasters were sprinkling elixirs around it.

It is a substance that disgusts "things that should not exist."

It avoids the occurrence of an oolong event in which the sacrificer is sacrificed.

Of course, this circumvention is of limited effect, and at most it will be delayed for a little time.

But that's what the black-robed man wants.

"Master Mackintosh, everything is ready according to your orders." A member of the Night Banquet came over and whispered.

"Go, great shadow of the abyss, which will send blessings to protect you."

The black-robed man waved his hand.

A group of members of the night banquet hurriedly bowed and retreated under the high platform.

Everything is ready to go.

The black-robed man took a deep breath, walked up to the wooden platform, held the "Corpse Food Ritual in One Hand", and looked around.

For this moment, he has lived in the dark for several years, and now he has finally ushered in the result.

Thinking of the legendary power of the ashes, Mackintosh couldn't help but shudder.

He opened the "Corpse Food Ritual Ceremony" and chanted in a low voice.

"The Dark Dwellers Who Wander in the Darkness......"

"Shadow ...... Wandering in the Red Abyss"

"The Great Being ...... that should not exist in this world"

“……”

The muffled chanting reverberated through the soul-stirring place of the desecrated corpse, and Mackintosh's soul shuddered as he chanted "a great being that does not exist in this world."

His six senses suddenly merged at this moment, turning into a strange sensory experience.

It was as if he saw a great gaze that seemed to fall from the sky, cast on his body, and it was his unbearable glory.

It made him tremble and his soul palpitate!

——·——

At the same time, Li Shenzhi, who was spying on this evil sacrifice, also trembled when the black-robed man chanted "a great existence that should not exist in this world".

The "hallucinatory" senses that belonged to his soul reappeared.

Only this time it was extremely blurry, and his senses seemed to have collapsed into a one-dimensional perspective, and he could only vaguely perceive a disgusting figure calling out his name.

If it weren't for the maggots watching this scene at the scene, he wouldn't have been able to tell that this disgusting figure was actually a black-robed man!

It felt like the feeling of the mermaid Natalie calling him in the name of the Siren.

Under the reflection of the two phases, a sense of enlightenment emerged from Li Shen's heart.

"Great beings who should not exist in this world" can also constitute his link path!

In the language of this world, this is a prayer!

For a while, an indescribable absurdity emerged from Li Shen's heart.

As an official mosaicman, he has been exposed to orthodox occultism, so he naturally knows what the prayer means?

- This is the realm of the gods.

——·——

In the filthy underground chamber, the evil sacrificial ritual continues.

Mackintosh's tone grew more agitated.

For the great beings who should not exist in the world are watching him!

He knew that the ceremony was about to succeed.

“Nog， throdog niyogda……”

When the last indistinguishable tone fell, the dimly lit chamber suddenly fell into absolute dead silence.

The world is so quiet that you can even hear the pounding of your own heartbeat, and even the gurgling of blood!

It was a suffocating horror!

Drowned!

The great [Dark Dweller, Thing That Shouldn't Exist, Shadow of the Red Abyss, Niyogda] has arrived.

The earth cracked, no, it wasn't really cracked, it looked like a crackling of space, silently, under the rudimentary vision of man, showing a black crack.

Invisible tentacles swept out of the black cracks, rolling towards the living corpse.

"Ahh

A scream rang out, it was the scream of the low-level members of the high-ranking party under the stage.

Even the Elixir of Emptiness could not shelter them, because they were one of the sacrifices from the beginning to the end!

"Bless it, great Niyogda! Thy godly slave, obey thy law, and ask thy blessing! ”

Mackintosh watched Nijogda's frenzied gluttony, his expression becoming more and more agitated and distorted.

He shouted the code of law made by Niyogda!

This is also the guarantee that Niyogda always has believers and enjoys fresh blood food.

"Phew-"

The great dweller of darkness, Nijogda, answered Mackintosh's plea.

In the grotesque and harsh sound, countless black tentacles, gushing out of the cracks, gathered in the air, and twisted into huge, sea mussel-like mouths.

Mackintosh spread his arms and stared at the spikes in the air with a twisted expression, expecting the blasphemous power.

Shout!

The maw fell.

But it suddenly stopped in mid-air!

I saw that the air that was still unobstructed a moment ago suddenly rippled in circles, like the rupture of an ocean mirage, revealing the true face of the world.

Mackintosh was sluggish.

He saw an arched bridge made entirely of maggots, looming over his head at some point, bathed in the bounty of the dweller of darkness, Niyogda.