Screams, begging, and wailing could be heard.
All kinds of sounds gradually became lower, and finally, only the eerie breathing sound echoed in the air.
Several people in heavy black robes placed the corpses in the magic circle according to a strange pattern. The gurgling blood dyed the magic circle scarlet, and the flowing blood flowed along the pre-dug tunnel, forming a magic circle within a magic circle.
And the eerie breathing sound came from the strange star-shaped magic circle made of blood.
A man in a red robe stood outside the magic circle, watching everything coldly. When all the corpses were placed, and the black-robed man came out, he took out a thick book with a golden cover, and chanted a long spell.
His voice was very low, but there was a rhythm that made people feel uncomfortable. As he chanted, the eerie breathing sound in the magic circle became more and more intense, and in the end, it was like a bellows, wheezing non-stop.
Not only that, but the surface of the star-shaped magic circle that was made of blood also trembled, as if there was a heart hidden in it. The breathing sound became louder and louder, and the ground trembled more and more violently, as if something terrible was hiding under the ground, and could come out at any time.
But when the eerie breathing sound and the ground trembled almost to the extreme, the man in the red robe stopped.
"This is enough," he whispered in a harsh voice, "That's it."
After that, he left with the black-robed men, without even looking back, leaving only the magic circle that was still breathing, and the ground that was constantly trembling.
After about half an hour, with the rapid sound of horse hooves, a group of Paladins arrived. They looked at the dozen corpses on the ground, listened to the eerie breathing sound, and looked at the ground that was still trembling slightly, and frowned.
"It really is the blasphemy magic circle!" The middle-aged Paladin in the lead said angrily, "This is the third time! What kind of evil organization is doing this kind of evil sacrifice?! "
The Saint Samurai next to him were already busy. They took out high-purity holy water and splashed it on the magic array. When the ordinary-looking holy water fell into the magic array, it made sizzling sounds as if it had fallen on a piece of red-hot iron. There was even black smoke rising from it. Then, it dissipated under the spells of the priests, leaving no trace behind.
The strange breathing sound gradually weakened, and the trembling of the ground also gradually subsided. In the end, apart from the traces of the massacre, even the magic circle had disappeared.
"What are those people thinking?" It was only then that the clergies had the time to chat. A young Saint Samurai asked the Priest who was resting. "They could've finished the summoning before we arrived, but why did they stop halfway? Three times in a row. "
"It's probably because they themselves are actually very afraid of those terrifying monsters from the lower planes." Said the old clergyman. "That creature knows nothing of friendliness, much less of propriety or propriety. To them, life was all about fighting and devouring. Once they are summoned to the human world, the summoner will be the first to suffer. "
"If that's the case, why are they still summoning these things?" asked the Saint Samurai.
The old clergyman shook his head. "I don't know. To be honest, I'm as puzzled as you are. Over the years, I've fought countless evil cultists and ambitious people. Those guys have no idea of 'danger' or 'benefits' at all. They're almost half-crazy. As long as they can summon those monsters from the lower planes, not to mention killing people, they can even use themselves as a sacrifice. I've never heard of those evil cultists who cherished their lives before. "
"Could it be that they have some other conspiracy?"
"It's also possible … No, it should be said that they definitely have other conspiracies. It's just that we haven't been able to discover them yet."
"Stop talking nonsense!" The leader of the Saint Samurai interrupted their idle chatter. "Hurry up and purify. After we're done here, we'll continue to hunt down those cruel villains!"
The Saint Samurai and the Priest nodded together and hurriedly continued with their work.
They nailed long silver nails engraved with holy emblems into the ground, precisely at the place where the heart had been beating like before. After the long silver nails were nailed into the ground, nothing happened at first, but when the clergyman opened the Holy Bible and sang the praises of the gods, the silver nails shook violently, and roars and curses came from the ground.
That voice contained a terrifying might. Ordinary people would feel dizzy after hearing it once. If they listened to it for too long, they would directly faint. They might even suffer serious soul damage and sink into the deepest dreams, unable to extricate themselves from the nightmares, and eventually die.
But the clergymen were prepared. When the roars and curses sounded, each of them glowed with a faint white light. That was the holy emblems they carried with them. At this moment, they were playing a role to block the temptation and curse from the lower planes.
After a long time, the roars and curses finally disappeared completely, and the ground returned to its original appearance. No, it was different from before. If one looked closely, they could see that the ground was faintly blue and white, giving people a sense of holiness.
"It's done," said the priest who presided over the ceremony. The priest who presided over the ceremony said, "This place will never be used as a place for demon sacrifice and summoning again."
The older Paladin nodded, sighed, and said, "The number of victims has exceeded forty. I really hope that the criminals can be caught as soon as possible!"
"It's not easy. They always run away in the middle of the ceremony like this. When we arrive, we are busy stopping the ceremony first. By the time we are done here, they have already run away, "a Paladin said angrily." We need more people! "
"That's impossible." The leader of the Paladin shook his head. "I have transferred all the people in the nearby area that can be transferred. Even if we want to add more people, no one can do it. "
"I think … we can find outside help," the old priest suggested. The old priest suggested. "If our church alone is not enough, let's pull in the churches of the other good gods."
The leader of the Paladin pondered for a moment, but still shook his head.
"I always feel that what those people want to do is not so simple. Maybe they are setting up a trap, luring us to summon the clergymen of the good gods nearby, and then they will catch us all in one fell swoop …"
"Good must defeat evil!" a young Paladin shouted.
"Good must defeat evil. That is from a historical perspective. But history has twists and turns. In history, there have been more than one situation in which evil prevailed on a large scale. " The leader of the Paladin 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. They mounted their horses again and followed the hoofprints left by the group of black-robed people, roaring and chasing after them.
In any case, they could not let go of these crazy villains!
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