"The secret code of the Sect of the Circle Heart …" Lin Sheng became serious.
In the large number of memories he had absorbed and the introduction of the cult in the Soul Fortress, there was an introduction to the Sect of the Circle Heart.
It was not because they were strong, but because the sect was cruel. They had created many bloody tragedies.
"The Sect of the Circle Heart? Are you kidding me? "Melissa was shocked.
"It should be. I have seen this symbol no less than ten times. I can't be wrong. "Lin Sheng nodded.
"But the Paragon of Destiny is here. It's normal to attract these terrorists." He did not remove the hidden symbol.
"Let's go." Moving forward, Lin Sheng saw the symbol of the Sect of the Circle Heart several times and encountered several wildlings, but he killed them all.
Fortunately, there were no subsequent incidents.
Back at the defense station, Lin Sheng carefully conveyed what he had encountered today to the messenger stationed here.
After that, he was not in charge.
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Late at night.
Lin Sheng stood by the pit where the bodies were piled up and looked down.
The pit was littered with the bodies of the wildlings.
"Captain, did you find anything on these bodies?" Melissa asked in a low voice.
"No." Lin Sheng shook his head.
"Nothing. You go to sleep. I'll take a look around, "he whispered as he stood in front of the pit.
Melissa and another team member nodded. After making sure there were no problems, they turned and left.
The weather outside was gloomy with occasional thunder. But the arbor where the bodies were piled up was filled with a faint smell of blood. It was dead silent.
Lin Sheng stood alone in front of the pit, turned sideways, and watched the lights in the villa slowly go out.
Until all the lights were completely dimmed, leaving only the natural moonlight.
He snapped his fingers gently.
A plume of black smoke appeared. The vault guard appeared in front of him with the plastic sheet of sacrificial ritual and the material backpack he had used.
Lin Sheng's expression did not change as he took the plastic sheet and spread it on the ground.
Then he took the backpack and ordered the vault guard to stand guard.
"The flesh and blood should be enough."
He had been studying Deviltongue for a long time. Before he absorbed the memories of the researchers in the institute, he still had some doubts about the research of activating the ritual circle. He didn't dare to try to modify it.
He was worried that if he was not careful, he would cause a problem and cause the ritual array to go berserk.
However, after truly absorbing the memories of the research institute, especially after obtaining the research on the Energy Synchronization Point,
For some reason, he recalled a ritual that he had used in the beginning — the Sacrificial Ritual.
No dark energy, no Saint power, no bloodline.
At that time, he had nothing but a head full of hot-bloodedness. He forcibly rushed in as an ordinary person.
Reckless, young, and fearless.
Fortunately, his luck was good at that time. He didn't make any big mistakes.
Now that he thought about it, Lin Sheng once again looked at the sacrificial ritual and understood most of the Deviltongue.
He roughly understood the basic principle of this ritual.
The Ritual of Sacrifice was a pure, special magic circle that relied on the support of the evil spirit in front of it.
The threshold to host the ceremony was so low that it was unimaginable. As long as one had offerings and knew the activation chant, anyone could activate such a formation.
"Now it seems … I was really lucky at that time. The success rate of the Ritual of Sacrifice is high, but the risk is even higher. "
Lin Sheng quickly rearranged the basic elements of the Ritual of Sacrifice.
The key points of the ritual circle were the elements, the pattern, and the language.
He now understood the elements and the pattern, and most of the language. It would be a piece of cake to modify this basic magic circle.
So, after setting up the ritual circle, Lin Sheng looked at the Deviltongue on the plastic sheet, thought for a moment, took out a charcoal pen, and carefully modified it.
"The blood of three adults, one standard bottle of deer blood, one standard unit of redwood. Nine standard units of silver powder — the Ritual of Sacrifice. "
This was the requirement of the original ritual.
Lin Sheng modified the keywords of the Deviltongue. He weakened the requirements of the initiator, increased the number of offerings, and blurred the type.
This way, the range of evil spirits would be greatly increased.
Low requirements, many offerings. Once such a silly ritual was started, it would definitely attract bees and butterflies.
As Lin Sheng modified it, he re-examined the goal of the experiment.
Soon, under the flashlight of his mobile phone, the content of the ritual was modified.
He made sure there were no mistakes. He stood up. Under the dim moonlight, his silhouette seemed even more slender.
The wind howled, shaking the leaves around him.
The pergola was located right behind the villa.
Because the pergola was long and large, Lin Sheng could not be seen from the outside.
"The Ritual of Sacrifice originally needed adult blood, but I'll try it with monsters like the wildlings. Maybe some evil spirits will like it?"
Lin Sheng smiled, stood up, and took out the ritual materials one by one from his bag. He followed the steps and key positions, placing them accurately and mixing them.
He made sure there were no mistakes. He checked the security of the dungeon guards around him. He made sure there were no mistakes.
He stood in the host's seat, bowed his head, and moved his lips slightly, making a faint sound that only he could hear.
He was very familiar with the ritual circle, and he knew that the volume of his voice did not matter.
The key was the three things he needed to pay attention to: the elements, the pattern, and the language. There was no mistake about it.
The night wind whistled, and the branches in the Black Pine Forest swayed.
Lin Sheng's activation chant was completely suppressed by the noise. Even so, the ritual circle was slowly activated.
The Ritual of Sacrifice was supposed to be a live sacrifice, but Lin Sheng changed the language.
He placed the flesh and blood of the wildlings here, and the evil spirits that he wanted could take them as long as they satisfied his insignificant needs.
Such a good thing was not difficult at all. The evil spirits naturally did not care about the live sacrifice.
Soon, a hazy red light appeared.
The originally flat plastic sheet was now slowly twisting and spinning.
In the middle of the plastic sheet, there was an anomaly.
Like some thick red grease, it was stirred and rotated, revealing clear lines. In the center of the plastic sheet, a blood-colored vortex the size of a washbasin slowly emerged.
Lin Sheng continued to chant the activation chant, his expression unchanged. He reached into the bowl in his hand and slowly poured the mixed blood into the vortex.
Shh …
In a trance, a vague yet clear vibration sound slowly came from the bloody vortex.
The surface of the vortex began to bulge, and a vague human face emerged.
The face became clearer and higher. It seemed to want to get rid of the shackles of the ritual circle.
Lin Sheng put down the bowl, picked up the redwood, and gently threw it at the face.
If everything went well, the redwood would fall into the vortex and disappear. And he would get the mysterious knowledge and ability of the evil spirit.
This was the standard process of the ritual.
But after getting the research project from the research institute, Lin Sheng would not simply redo the ritual.
Just when the redwood was about to fall into the vortex …
"Disaka!" He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a clear word in Deviltongue.
Boom!
The redwood fell into the vortex and caused a violent explosion on the spiritual level.
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