bookbashuk Chapter 920 Black Magic and the Sacrifice Summoning Array
Chapter 920 Black Magic and the Sacrifice Summoning Array
Chapter 920 Black Magic and the Sacrifice Summoning Array
In the dream, it is still the world with only water surface.
The child stood not far away and couldn't get close. Behind his own reflection under the water was the silvery white of the huge monster, and the infinitely open blue sky above his head,
The sun is still sleeping, the moon only emits a faint light,
A new star is born and an old one lights up.
His eyes slowly opened from the dream, Fangran looked at the ceiling of the hotel room, sat up from the bed, lightly pressed the alarm clock that was about to ring at 5:59,
Simple washing and convenient compressed biscuits, to avoid trouble, checked the presence of the gun and dagger, opened the dark eyes and then closed them, checked the surroundings and pulled the windbreaker on the hanger,
Then he opened the door, and Fangran saw that Osfiya was already sitting on the sofa in the living room.
On the other side, hearing the movement of the two of them, Qing Ning, who was wearing pajamas and pushed the door open, yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes.
"Do you really not need me to go with you?"
"No, it's just an investigation by chance. There is a high probability that we will come back soon without finding anything."
Putting on the ordinary clothes she bought yesterday, Osfia got up and answered, and then took a serious look at Qing Ning.
"And your stay in the outside world is not permanent. We must keep your combat power until night. That is our real plan."
"Can the magic coordinates be activated again?"
Putting on the half-finger gloves specially made by the night bureau, Fangran confirmed to her concisely.
"Just in case I have to save a transfer, the extra charge isn't over yet."
Also wearing a scarf to cover her face, Osfia answered calmly with her blue eyes.
And Qing Ning watched the two of them acting tacitly, and at the moment when Fangran always felt that Fangran was a little different from before, she heard him chuckle at Osfiya without any nervousness and full of inexplicable confidence.
"Then let's go."
Paris 93, Seine-Saint-Denis.
Compared with those long-known world landscapes, it always has a relationship with this area and impresses me.
Abandoned the car and stopped in a remote suburb, looking at the streets where there were not many people in the morning, a large number of old buildings and low-rent houses, factories and wasteland not far away,
Dirty, poor, shabby, and devoid of romance, it's a scene that's easily reminiscent of the word 'slum'.
Fangran felt as if he had seen the lowest level of the city of Paris.
Wearing a mask to cover her face, she was walking with Osfia on the side of the road, and then suddenly heard her calm words.
"Further ahead should be the stronghold of the cult that that person said."
Fangran raised his eyes, and along the street, he saw an abandoned factory next to an old house.
"right here??"
Subconsciously thinking that there should be a more hidden place, Fangran was a little puzzled and curious, but at the same time he also discovered that,
There are indeed a lot of people gathering in twos and threes near the entrance.
But that's it?
Although he hadn't performed any serious tasks in the night bureau, Fangran also felt that the cult group shouldn't be so simple.
"There is no surveillance around here, we can go up there."
Finding that there are no people walking in here, and there are still many people who seem to be guarding the door near the entrance, Osfia turned and walked into a blind corner of the building and said.
Fangran followed behind her. The figures of the two kept jumping up and down on the fence, jumped over the roof where there was no ladder to go up, and easily came to the top of the factory.
The height of more than ten meters that ordinary people can only think of other ways is just a wall that can be climbed over in front of the participants.
Came to the tin roof of the abandoned factory and found a broken gap,
Waving to Osfia, Fangran squatted down and looked down, seeing broken tires, dusty shelves, discarded steel and all kinds of debris piled up,
But in the situation where the large machines have been dismantled, the inside of the factory still looks empty.
People are queuing up to accept the rough inspection by the two women at the door, and the passers-by walk quickly inside to wait for the people behind, while in front of them waiting,
There is a passage hole in the ground that seems to be dug privately.
Is it down there?
"Looks like we'll have to figure out a way to get in."
Glancing at the crowd below who seemed to be planning to go in together, Osphia said so, and then heard Fangran raise the corner of his mouth and say softly:
"Leave it to me."
In the next second, the eyes of the young man in the black windbreaker were pitch black!
The black light on the raised arm gradually came to life, and the god king's familiar spread its exquisite and dexterous wings, and flew into the hole below without being noticed by anyone.
From Haiji's perspective, through the darkness where no fingers were visible, the scene below the cave entrance was confirmed in front of Fangran's eyes.
"I found it, over there."
Turn around and jump off the roof of the factory, came to the room on the other side of the factory, in front of a heavy iron door, 'looked' at the scene behind the door, and confirmed that this is the normal entrance,
After trying to push it and feeling the weight firmly locked, Fangran looked at Osfiya with dark eyes and asked:
"Can it be opened?"
There was no answer, and the forest of elves appeared directly in his hand, and the sword edge lingering around the spot of light slashed down!
After a heavy, muffled roar, the iron gate weighing hundreds of kilograms fell inward, revealing the dark passageway to the well in all directions. No complicated camouflage was needed to get in.
The obstacles that ordinary people can't overcome are not worth mentioning to the capable participants. The figures of Fangran and Osfiya jumped down the mine shaft one after the other.
Then I saw the dark scene of the abandoned mine tunnel appearing in front of me,
It seems to go from the morning of the day in the outside world to the late night of the night.
This mine seems to have been abandoned for a long time, and there is a musty smell in the air.
The deep darkness, the silent terror of not knowing the way forward, the moment the flame elf appeared, illuminated the walls covered with red and strange pattern symbols!
Looking at the weird patterns on the wall, there is a scene of a cult at this moment, and there is a depressive and crazy evil atmosphere,
Suddenly, Fangran felt a certain throbbing.
"The intelligence dealer didn't lie to us. This is indeed a stronghold of a cult."
As if this is not the first time I have experienced such a scene,
Osphia's face was normal, and she glanced around the scene in the mine tunnel.
And right now!
Fangran and Osfiya suddenly sensed the depths of the mine, and there was a breath of energy fluctuations!
The black and the blue looked at each other, and then the figures of the two rushed towards the same direction. The sound of footsteps extended in the dark tunnel, and the distance between the walls on both sides gradually widened.
In the field of vision from Haiji, there is a huge and empty underground mine ahead!
"Wait, there's someone up ahead!"
He stopped at the entrance of the huge mine, and through Haiji's vision, Fangran saw that there were no lights in the huge mine, lit only by a circle of torches, there were more than a dozen figures in black cloaks,
Fangran glanced at the intertwined steel bars above the mine pit with black eyes, and pointed at her in a low voice.
"Let's go up."
The wind elf's ability was activated, and the figures of the two rose up,
At the edge of the open mine pit, which was at least a hundred meters long, with the help of the darkness that the torch could not illuminate, it fell onto a beam supporting the steel bars above.
"Is this the cultists? What are they doing?"
Looking at the figures in black cloaks below, Fangran could feel that they were ordinary people, but they behaved strangely in the dark.
"Except for the terrorists with slogans, most of the cultists are superstitious about some kind of supernatural object and regard it as spiritual sustenance,"
Osphia looked at the people below, as if preparing for something.
"At this time, they should be preparing a prayer ceremony for the object of worship, and those people have come down."
The sound of dozens of people's footsteps came from the mine tunnel, and Fangran watched as the people above were slowly walking into the circle of torches with candles in their hands.
In the dark underground mine, in the darkness dimly lit by torches,
Dozens of figures carefully held candles and sat around the simple high platform built of mud and wood in the center, surrounded by many animal corpses whose blood had dried up.
This picture is gloomy and dark, even more weird and ominous.
Even squatting on the beam above, Fangran could still smell a faint smell of blood.
A figure in a black cloak stepped up to the high platform. He held a torch and spoke fiercely, and his frenzied movements showed his identity.
Then at the moment Fangran wondered what the energy fluctuation they had just perceived was!
As if to prove the truth of the faith to all believers, the figure on the high platform took out a knife, cut open his palm, and smeared the blood on a broken crystal.
A seven-fold apex magic pattern suddenly lighted up faintly under his feet!
Although it went out quickly in the next second, the two people on the steel beams recognized it immediately,
This is the energy fluctuation they felt just now!
"what is that?"
In the short time just now, Fangran caught a glimpse of the pattern on the ground that seemed to be more than ten meters wide and was arranged and nested by various twisted and complicated symbol patterns, and Fangran's black eyes flashed with surprise!
And the most incredible thing is that he just felt some familiar throbbing again just now.
"It is definitely a mysterious item flowing out of the world of night battles, and it does not require mana but only sacrifices. There is no doubt that it is within the scope of black magic,"
With this method of using blood, he could clearly feel the ominous atmosphere just now, Osphia replied with a slight frown.
"From this incomplete scale, it should be that they stumbled upon the wreckage discarded by one of the participants, and then regarded it as an object of worship."
At this moment, the crowd below became commotion after witnessing such a 'miracle'.
The figure on the high platform 'proclaimed' the faith to the people below even more frantically.
"Then who do they worship?"
As a bystander watching his crazy shouting action, Fangran felt from the bottom of his heart that it was already beyond the scope of normal human beings.
And listening to his question, Osphia released the wind sprite, listening to the words sent back by simulating the same air vibration in the ear,
The next second, her blue eyes looked at Fangran in disbelief.
"He said this is the power of the Witch."
Sometimes I also know that the next day I will retouch and modify the added part, such as the extra words, wouldn’t it be good to have that energy for the next chapter to update? More, more income, you add to the chapters that have been published, the subscription price does not seem to increase, the past will be over, but I just can’t stand it, if I can’t write the best chapter, I always feel What kind of hidden dangers and uneasiness have I left for myself, like sleeping and eating, as if willing to compromise, just realizing the fact that my writing is not good-looking makes me panic, that feeling makes me feel uncomfortable, [ps: Cult I dare not write too many bloody descriptions in the content, I am afraid that the water meter will be checked]
(End of this chapter)