The guards showed tremendous wariness and tension when faced with the blood droplets floating in the air and the bizarre blood-bestowal ritual. After all, merely studying the heretical and actively becoming heretical were clearly two different things. What surprised Yu Sheng was that although these people resisted, not a single one actually showed any sign of retreat.
In the end, they even took the initiative to cooperate in completing the "blood bestowal."
Feeling the blood connection rapidly establish itself, Yu Sheng thoughtfully turned his head and glanced at the Blonde Elf standing beside him.
No wonder these people had been able to remain clearheaded and charge out of the Rift Laboratory under those circumstances—they were all fanatics willing to die, the kind with nothing but loyalty in their heads.
At this moment, Yu Sheng had absolutely no doubt that if Luna suddenly went mad and declared that she wanted to become an Angel Cultist, this group of guards would probably immediately find a pile of candles and arrange them on the floor, then spin around and perform some shamanic dance while starting to nick themselves with little knives...
But whatever the case, the blood-bestowal ritual had been completed smoothly. Yu Sheng had successfully recruited Luna and her subordinates in the most reliable way possible, bundling them together through a "contract."
"Congratulations. You've regained your freedom." Yu Sheng clapped his hands, drawing the attention of the guards who were still examining whether they had been cursed after the "blood bestowal." "You're now peripheral members of the inn, but what you'll be doing isn't all that different from before. Luna will explain the details to you. For now, I'll take you somewhere."
As he spoke, he casually pulled open a large door beside him.
On the other side was the scene inside