183. The Last Struggle

On January 14, 1st year of the new calendar, the second area of the ark, a brightly lit basement.

A wide variety of food was placed on the long square table, and dozens of white-clad worshippers sat around the long table, talking and enjoying the smell of fresh flesh and blood.

A thin priest lifted his cuffs, scooped a spoonful of fresh brain flowers as white as jade, sniffed the disgusting smell intoxicatedly, and slowly spoke:

"I heard that the Flame Headquarters is preparing to start a global live broadcast to respond to the recent 'inverted pyramid'."

"Hehe,

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