Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 110:

Screaming to God, begging for mercy, wailing.

Various voices gradually became lower and lower, and finally only the strange breathing sound echoed in the air.

Several people wrapped in heavy black robes placed a corpse in the magic circle according to strange laws. The gurgling blood dyed the magic circle into a scarlet, and the blood flowed along the excavated tunnel beforehand. , Forming an array in the array.

And the strange breathing sound came from the strange star-shaped magic circle constructed by blood.

A man wrapped in a red robe stood outside the magic circle, watching all this coldly. After all the corpses were laid out and the people in black robes came out, he took out a huge book with a golden cover and chanted a long spell.

His mantra is very small, but there is a rhythm that makes people uncomfortable to listen to. Along with his chanting, the strange breathing in the magic circle became stronger and stronger, and in the end it was like pulling a bellows, wheezing non-stop.

Not only that, but the ground of the star-shaped magic circle formed by blood trembles, once and again, as if there is a heart hidden in it. The sound of breathing became louder and louder, and the ground trembled more and more fiercely, as if something terrifying was hiding in the ground, it seemed that it could come out at any time.

But when the strange breathing and the shaking of the ground almost reached the extreme, the man in the red robe stopped.

"That's enough." He whispered in a harsh voice, "That's it."

After speaking, he took the black-robed men and left without turning their heads, leaving only the magic circle still breathing, and the ground that kept trembling.

About half an hour later, a group of paladins roared with the sound of hurried horse hooves. They looked at the dozens of corpses on the ground, listened to the strange breathing, and looked at the ground that was still trembling slightly, their brows furrowed.

"It really is a blasphemy circle!" The middle-aged paladin headed by it said angrily, "This is the third time! Which evil organization is doing this evil sacrifice!"

The paladins next to them were already busy. They took out the refined high-purity holy water and splashed it towards the magic circle. The seemingly unremarkable holy water fell into the magic circle, but it made a sizzling sound as if it were falling on a red iron block, and black smoke rose up, and then dissipated under the spells of the priests without leaving behind. The slightest trace.

The weird breathing slowly weakened, and the tremor on the ground slowly subsided. In the end, except for the traces of the massacre, even the painted magic circle disappeared.

"What are those people thinking?" Only then did the priests have time to chat. A young paladin asked the priest who was resting, "They can obviously finish the summoning before we arrive, but why do they just stop as usual? This is the case three times in a row."

"Probably because they themselves are actually afraid of those terrifying monsters from the lower planes." The old priest said, "That kind of thing doesn't know what kindness is, let alone the rules or etiquette. To them In other words, life is constantly fighting and devouring. Once they are summoned to the world, the summoner must be the first to be unlucky."

"If this is the case, why do they call these things?" the paladin asked.

The old pastor shook his head: "I don’t know. To be honest, I’m just as puzzled as you. Over the years, I have fought countless cultists and careerists, and those guys have no'danger' or' in their minds. The idea of'Rifle'. They are almost half crazy. As long as they can summon the monsters from the lower planes, let alone murder and sacrifice, even if they want them to use themselves as sacrifices, it will be fine. Like those encountered these three times. Cultists who cherish life, I have never heard of it before."

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

"It's possible...no, it should be said, they must have other conspiracies, but we haven't found them yet."

"Don't talk nonsense!" The leader of the paladin interrupted their chat, "Hurry up and purify. After purifying here, we will continue to hunt down those brutal villains!"

The paladin and the priest nodded together and hurriedly continued to work.

They used the silver spikes engraved with the holy emblem to be nailed into the ground, exactly where they were beating like a heart before. After the long silver nails were nailed to the ground, nothing happened at first, but when the priest opened the holy scripture and sang the praises of the gods, the silver nails vibrated violently, and there were more roars and curses from the ground. issue.

The sound contains terrifying power. Most people will feel dizzy as long as they hear a sentence. If they hear too much, they will be directly unconscious. They may even suffer serious soul damage, sink into the deepest dreams, and be troubled by nightmares. Get free and die.

But the priests have been prepared for a long time. When the roars and curses sounded, a faint white light appeared on each of them. It was the holy emblem they carried with them. It was playing a role at this moment. The temptation and curse from the lower planes.

After a long time, the roar and curse finally disappeared completely, and the ground returned to its previous appearance—no, it’s not the same as before. If you look closely, you can see that the ground is faintly bluish and white. People have a sacred feeling when they look at it.

"It's done." The priest presiding over the ceremony said, "This place will never be used as a place for demons to sacrifice and summon."

The elder paladin nodded, sighed, and said, "The number of victims has exceeded forty. I really hope to catch those gangsters as soon as possible!"

"It’s not easy. They do this every time. They ran away in the middle of the ceremony. After we arrived, we were busy preventing the ceremony from being completed. When we were done, they would have run away long ago. "A paladin said angrily, "We need to increase manpower!"

"That's impossible." The paladin leader shook his head, "I have already mobilized the manpower that can be mobilized in this area. Even if I want to increase it~IndoMTL.com~, no one can increase it."

"I think... we can find foreign aid." The old pastor suggested, "If our church is not enough, let the other good gods' churches be included."

The paladin leader thought for a while, but still shook his head.

"I always feel that what those people have to do is not so simple. Maybe they are laying traps to lure us to gather all the priests of the good gods nearby, and then kill us all..."

"Goodness must conquer evil!" a young paladin shouted.

"Goodness must defeat evil. It is considered from the perspective of history. But history will have twists and turns. In history, large-scale evil dominance has occurred more than once." The paladin leader shook his head. , "So we can't take it lightly, we must ensure victory!"

After discussing for a long time, they finally made up their minds, mounted the horse again, and chased after the horseshoe marks left by the group of black-robed men.

No matter what, they can't let go of these frantic villains!