"Restart the party?"
Hearing this proposal, Chung Shen-soo's expression changed, "That's not a bad idea. At least we can exchange information with each other, but … the organizer of the party is not here. Only Rose knows how to contact each of us."
'Rose' was Julie's code name at the party.
At the same time, she was also the recognized organizer of the party.
Chung Shen-soo spread his hands with a helpless expression.
If it was someone else, even if they found each other's contact information, they might not be able to gain trust.
"I know … she will return in the near future. There is a revelation in my painting."
Denrik replied.
"If that's the case, then I agree."
Chung Shen-soo said casually.
He also did not ask to see the prophetic painting.
Because Julie had long said that the painter's works were all abstract, even the so-called prophetic painting could only be understood by him.
Moreover, it was full of a lot of fallacies, and it was not the first time that the painter was tricked.
However, occasionally, there were indeed situations where it was hit. This could be the revelation of fate.
Although … the 'painter' was not a follower of the Ouroboros of Fate, Julie liked to understand problems from the perspective of her own belief.
…
Somewhere far away.
Inside a gold-rush town.
Cardilla was wearing a black robe and hiding in a secret room.
She was lying on the ground, her cheek muscles twitching as if she was enduring extreme pain.
In her ears, there seemed to be some kind of ravings that kept drilling into her head, causing her ears to bleed, and the blood vessels at the edge of her ears kept swelling and twisting …
"Lord of filth and depravity, Damo …"
Cardilla kept murmuring, "Forgive me … Forgive me …"
She kept sobbing and praying like a pitiful worm … It was not until several hours later that she returned to normal.
As a follower of 'Damo' who had long believed in 'Damo', it was normal to occasionally hear ravings full of depravity and filth.
Many followers thought that it was just Damo's unconscious whisper, a sign of being favored, and even took the initiative to pursue it.
It was said that some followers did indeed comprehend extremely terrifying ritualistic magic and nameless techniques from these ravings.
But Cardilla thought that this was a torture given by Damo as a punishment for their failure!
"I promised to sacrifice the Holy Grail to Damo … but I lost the Holy Grail document … but it doesn't matter."
Cardilla gritted her teeth. "I have been tracking the members of the Cup Chaser Church. This time, I will not fail!"
…
Luojin Mountain Range.
This was originally a rural area in Mesopotamia, but three years ago, a gold mine was suddenly discovered.
Gold seekers from all over the world swarmed in, followed by a large number of service personnel, forming a small town.
If there were no accidents, after the gold mines were mined out, perhaps a city would appear.
At the mining area.
In the depths of an abandoned mine.
The strong smell of blood spread out.
The Golden Cup of the Cup-Chaser Church, Mesley, was wearing a black robe. He held the parchment scroll in his hand and walked devoutly in the pool of blood.
"My Lord … I offer you a sweet and delicious drink …"
"I offer sacrifices to you, greedy fool who chases after gold. How can the desire for external objects compare to the desire for food? I will use these greedy people as sacrifices … "
"My Lord … Please grant me the Holy Grail!"
He murmured. Surrounded by many followers, he came to the deepest part of the mine, in front of a black rock wall.
This was originally an abandoned mine. It was said that something terrible happened when they dug here, but the person in charge of the mine did not want to report it. He just abandoned the mine and hid everything.
"This sacrifice is enough to open the seal."
Mesley murmured. He took the black pickaxe handed to him, aimed it at the rock wall, and smashed it.
Bang!
Bang bang!
A hole suddenly appeared on the black rock wall.
A sticky and stinky red liquid splashed out and covered Mesley's body.
It was as if blood was flowing out of these rocks!
"Haha …"
Mesley's face was bright red, but he let out a carefree laugh. He continued to use force and broke the outer layer of rock.
Immediately, he saw a blood-red wine cup embedded in the depths of the rock.
It seemed to be made of metal. Its surface reflected a dazzling brilliance, and it was inlaid with all kinds of rubies.
Mesley's eyes were filled with uncontrollable greed and desire. He took a step forward, wanting to grab this blood-red wine cup in his hand.
That was what he thought, and that was what he did.
However, just as Mesley's finger touched the blood-red wine cup, something strange happened!
Crack!
Crack!
Cracks appeared on the blood-red wine cup, and then it collapsed, turning into scattered metal shards.
"No!"
Mesley let out a hoarse roar of despair.
In his despair, he did not notice that the wine cup shards seemed to have a mind of their own. They pierced into his palm and flowed through his entire body as his blood flowed.
"Holy Grail, Holy Grail …"
Mesley screamed in despair, and his body suddenly changed.
His hair continuously fell, his skin became pale, and warts grew on his body.
Crimson beads of blood seeped out of every pore on his body. In an instant, he turned into a blood-red monster.
"Lord Bishop …"
A follower stepped forward, wanting to help Mesley.
However, Mesley only waved his hand. His palm became long and slender, and blood-red fingernails popped out.
A sharp blade light flashed, and the follower's head was split into two. One head flew high into the air and landed on the ground, and the crazed Mesley gnawed on the flesh and blood.
"Mesley has gone crazy. He's become a monster!"
"Everyone, run!"
The members of the church who had been gathered together scattered in panic, but none of them could escape the monster that moved like the wind. They were all hunted down and killed one by one.
After killing everyone, the monster that Mesley had turned into stood in a pool of blood. He suddenly roared at the sky, identified a direction, and charged out.
…
On a nearby hill.
"Has Mesley found the 'Key of Blood'?"
The true leader of the Cupbearer Church, Holy Grail Chalsk, watched this scene calmly.
He was well-dressed and had the temperament of a scholar, like an old professor.
However, only the few Gold Cups behind him knew how terrifying this chief shepherd was!
"Those schools, do they think we don't know the secret of the Holy Grail? Hehe … They're already outdated. There are so many schools that have fallen, and there are bound to be some that can't keep their secrets. "
Chalsk was very pleased. "Mesley thought that the previous sacrifice was a ceremony to retrieve the Holy Grail, but he didn't know that he was the true sacrifice that carried the 'key'! Only by using the greed of the hundreds of thousands of people here for gold and his own desire for the Holy Grail can he truly summon the 'Key of Blood'!
"Then … it's time to go."
He turned around and gave an order to the Gold Cups. "Once the 'Key of Blood' is activated, it will produce a strong convergence effect with the other two keys. This mysterious attraction will only be broken if the stars in the sky personally descend … Go, chase after Mesley, activate the final sacrifice, and we will finally find the Holy Grail!"
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