Final Arrival at the Main Altar! A Thousand Bloodshot Eyes, All Welcoming the New Master!

The battle begins.

Blood Worship Cult and Authorities, the old enemies, were extremely jealous as soon as they met. In the fierce battle, there was no need to confront each other in advance. It was impossible to say where a gunshot came from, and then the nervous two sides started to fight, and a hail of bullets covered everything visible to the naked eye.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Gunfire and secret skills intertwined into a dangerous network in the abandoned parking lot. The Sword Bearer troops advanced in an assault, and the enchanted bullets from the firearms in their hands seemed to pour down like a torrential rain.

Blood Worship Cultist's Black Robe red robes were flying in the smoke, and their silent figures drifted across the noisy battlefield. The dark red spells snaked out like poisonous snakes, biting through the enemy's tactical body armor.

The sound of explosions, gunshots, the low roar of secret skills dancing in the air, and the ear-piercing scream of stray bullets streaking through the air----

Black potholes were blasted into the concrete pavement, and the neon light tubes on the roadside were hit by stray bullets and shattered into debris and powder all over the ground.

Amidst the muffled groans, screams and roars, there was a faint vibration on the ground. The spirit was boiling more than boiling water overflowing with steam, and a bone-chilling murderous secret spread over the entire battlefield.

A jeep that Sword Bearer Commissioner used as a bunker was overturned on the spot. The fuel tank ruptured and exploded. The raging flames swept through the body and twisted the iron skin, and also swallowed up the Sword Bearer team members beside him.

Two Blood Worship Cult believers were hit by enchanted bullets, and the effect of the curse caused their flesh and blood to quickly fester. Blood Worship Cultist fell heavily into the charred cannon pits on the roadside with shrill screams, and splashed muddy water fell on their rotten and open mouths, as if they were still roaring after death.

They fought, they roared, their swords clashed, and their secret skills intertwined.

Gunfire creates death, the living create corpses, the dead become achievements in battle, and the living become heroes.

However, while the battle was going on, confetti was flying all over the sky even faster, and the confetti branded Ritual was like a heavy rain of Paper Money in memory of the battlefield, permeating every corner of the battlefield.

Some Ritual correspond to "Bystander Dispersal", and some Ritual correspond to "isolating inside and outside". The entire fierce battlefield seemed to be stuffed into a transparent glass cover, and all the noisy sounds stopped abruptly at the edge of this Ritual.

As the swords flew, confetti flew through the gap between the two fighting figures; bullets flew, and the line of fire in mid-air passed through the white confetti, shaking the afterimage and heading straight for the opponent's head.

Under the night, between the gunfire, white paper scraps were flying everywhere - there was a "heavy snow", and the sky was white.

The battle situation became more and more fierce. The ground was blasted with cracks like spider webs. Several modified bulletproof armored vehicles emitted black smoke and collapsed everywhere. Various sounds were mixed together.

There was melee everywhere, and there were white confetti flying everywhere. These silently falling white confetti drowned out the roar of gunfire on the battlefield. At the entrance of the alley a few hundred meters away, a ragged homeless man fell asleep with his back on the faded Trash Can; in a nearby chess and card room, several shirtless and tattooed men were shouting and playing mahjong. The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts, and from time to time someone would slap the table and curse.

The neon lights of Lower City shine in the middle of the night. Some people wander, some stay up all night, and some children sleep peacefully.

Unknown to everyone, a "war" was taking place in the abandoned parking lot near them.

People die here every second, just like Lower City and Ordinary people's dreams are shattered every second.

The inside and outside are separated, as if there are two worlds.

"So many people were dispatched, regardless of life or death, Blood Worship Cult is so generous----"

There were Authorities senior officials who fought like fire with Blood Worship Cultist, and there were also Authorities senior officials who looked at the battlefield with gloomy expressions. "In order to hunt down this [Quickblade Demon] who appeared out of nowhere, we also specially asked Special Management Department to second the Sword Bearer troops stationed nearby, and the result was——"

"At least, we know his origin." Someone took over the topic in a deep voice, "Seven Sins Institute----" "It's a very old name, isn't it?"

This name is so old that people have almost forgotten it. It was once a huge shadow that shrouded Tinghai an era.

At the edge of the noisy battlefield, the atmosphere among the few Authorities executives who had not yet joined the battlefield was tense, and everyone's heart was heavy.

At present, the situation in Tinghai is generally balanced and stable. The Authorities organization can suppress Blood Worship Cult, keeping their power in Lower City outside the urban area----

But if Seven Sins Institute revives, things will become troublesome.

"Five Elders, Seven Sins----"

If Blood Worship Cult exists at the same time as Five Elders Institute and Seven Sins Institute, and when Seven Sins Institute slowly grows stronger, Authorities will undoubtedly be in trouble when facing Blood Worship Cult.

"But how could there be such a weak First of the Seven Sins? He definitely doesn't look like Lifeforger!" Someone raised doubts, "Moreover, he doesn't look like he is in charge of Seven Sins Institute."

"Perhaps there is something hidden in it. We need to further confirm the accuracy of the information and pay close attention to Blood Worship Cult."

While someone was answering, he looked across the chaotic battlefield to the direction where a certain figure had disappeared long ago: "As for now----"

There were a few booms, like thunder exploding in the clear sky, and they all joined the battlefield one after another, like tigers entering the flock of sheep, ready to kill them all.

However, not long after, several more Sealed Extraordinary from Blood Worship Cult came over to kill them, and they found them and fought against them.

At the same time, Paroxetine and an old man in blood robe holding a strange Black Box were standing side by side in the sky. The two picked up four Lifeforger from Authorities. Although they were at a disadvantage, they held them firmly back.

"Are you going to Blood Worship Cult Headquarters----"

Bai Zhou and Fang Xiaoxia, following behind the tall and thin figure of [Fluoxetine], walked all the way through the silent Lower City night.

Gospel Book in my arms vibrated. When I opened it, I saw that the text on Title Page was changing in real time.

"Current target: The entrance to the passage leading to [Seven Sins Institute]."

"There is still a straight line distance of 1.2km from the entrance----

"----There is still a straight line distance of 0.8km----"

[Sloth]Gospel Book, still navigating for Bai Zhou.

After so many Blood Worship Cult believers blocked their way, under the guidance of [Fluoxetine], Bai Zhou and Fang Xiaoxia left the battlefield without hesitation.

They walked through the twists and turns of the streets and alleys of Xiacheng, sometimes passing by the smelly and rotten Garbage Station, sometimes passing through dilapidated residential buildings that were about to collapse, heading towards their hidden destination.

Before seeing the real Blood Worship Cult Headquarters, both Bai Zhou and Fang Xiaoxia were thinking about that place and trying to figure out what that place looked like.

In Fang Xiaoxia's imagination, the so-called Blood Worship Cult Headquarters must be a group of demons dancing around, with torches burning in the dim Altar, bursts of weird laughter coming from Chimei Wangliang in the darkness, and Elder in cloaks laughing weirdly and drinking blood, talking loudly about the evil conspiracy to destroy the world.

But Bai Zhou didn't think so - he guessed that it might be similar to Evening City, and maybe the environment could make him feel friendly.

In his mind, Blood Worship Cult's main altar should at least have a special cross for "BBQ", and maybe a huge gold-covered statue belonging to the leader or Holy Son.

But when the two of them followed [Fluoxetine] and reached the so-called end point, they found that this place was a little different from what they had imagined.

[Wang Laowu Tofu Shop].

A dilapidated door with a closed rolling shutter late at night was the destination of their trip.

This tofu shop is really a bit too Ordinary. The mottled signboard has the signboard written on it, but the paint on the text has long since peeled off and the strokes cannot be seen clearly.

Around it, on the dilapidated and old streets, there are small doors such as "Lao Xu Grocery Store" or "Dawang Hardware Store", which make people think of the scene of this place during the day for the first time. Neighbors who are familiar with each other open their doors to welcome guests and chat occasionally.

It's just that it's dark now, it's dead quiet here, and every rolling shutter door has been locked.

It can be seen that the security of Lower City is not good. These rolling shutter doors are all thickened, and some doors have several additional large locks.

"Right here?" Bai Zhou turned to look at [Fluoxetine].

"It's right here." [Fluoxetine] nodded, and while answering respectfully, he took out a bunch of keys from his pocket.

I groped for the lock in the dark, and then there was a "stab" sound, and the rolling shutter door was opened by [Fluoxetine].

The store that caught your eye was dark, and there was a sour smell mixed with beany smell that hit your nostrils. It was the same as the tofu shop Bai Zhou had seen in Evening City, even more sloppy.

This situation reminded Bai Zhou of the equally unremarkable "Oddities General Store", which was the ground coordinates of Branch 36 Base.

"Today, we can pass here to reach our teaching headquarters from the outside world." [Fluoxetine] led the way and spoke at the same time.

"Today?" Passing through the tools and containers for making tofu, Bai Zhou sensitively noticed that this former one was unusual.

"In our teaching community, there are many connections and mysteries. They are always in motion and no one can discover them."

[Fluoxetine] explained, "Therefore, the passage leading to the main altar will New Student form somewhere every day, and then disappear the next day, creating a new passage entrance."

"Every day is a different entrance to the passage, and entering it requires a different password Ritual. This is how I, the teaching general, disappeared without a trace."

While he was talking, he had already led Bai Zhou through the store and into the narrow backyard.

The dim courtyard lights were turned on, and there were two stone mills placed in the dirty little courtyard. The bean dregs left overnight on the millstones were clearly visible.

At the same time.

"Buzz!"

The Gospel Book in Bai Zhou's hand vibrated, and the text on it squirmed and deformed. "Arrived: Entrance to the passage leading to [Seven Sins Institute]."

"Goal achieved."

"New goal: Go to [Seven Sins Institute]."

Under the gaze of Bai Zhou and Fang Xiaoxia, [Fluoxetine] pushed open the upper half of the grindstone. The expected muffled sound of the stone grinding did not come. Instead, a sharp sound of metal friction reached their ears.

Then, in the middle of the lower half of the stone mill, a well-like opening appeared.

This dark hole is not big, and can only accommodate one person to pass through it at the same time. When you look down, you can't see anything. Only a moist, inexplicable smell like rotten flesh surges up from the depths, making people's stomachs churn.

At this time, [Fluoxetine]'s words reached the ears of Bai Zhou and Fang Xiaoxia, "Today's passage is right here!"

While talking, [Fluoxetine] recited certain incantations in a low voice towards the entrance of the cave, and muttered words while the seals in his hands changed.

The next moment, the smell of rotting meat from the cave entrance disappeared, replaced by a fragrant fragrance.

Then, [Fluoxetine] took the lead in the demonstration. While his white coat was dancing, he jumped down from the entrance of the cave with a "crash" sound.

"My lord, I will take the first step!"

The voice was drawn out as it fell, and the man's figure quickly disappeared, swallowed up by the deep darkness at the bottom of the cave.

"You can jump." Crow walked around the entrance of Shimo Cave and nodded to confirm after careful observation, "This should indeed be the entrance to the main altar today----"

On the other side, standing next to Bai Zhou, Fang Xiaoxia's eyes blinked twice.

Maiden looked at the bottomless hole for a few times, and subconsciously shrank his head. While he was a little nervous and a little scared, he inexplicably remembered the words Bai Zhou had said to her twice.

Perhaps those words were very common to Bai Zhou and had long been forgotten, but Fang Xiaoxia always remembered them and were deeply impressed - and blurted out the words to Bai Zhou at this time, returning the original words.

"If you dance, I will dance!"

Fang Xiaoxia stuttered and said, "I will always follow you----no, why don't I jump first."

She suddenly realized that the entrance to the cave looked a bit scary, and with everything below, the one who jumped first was more dangerous and needed more courage.

So, she mustered up the courage to volunteer, but was rejected by Bai Zhou casually.

"Am I that kind of person?"

Bai Zhou said casually, "Your small body is not resistant to falling. Even if something goes wrong, I may not fall to death below, and I can catch you easily."

"Oh----" Fang Xiaoxia felt that he should be moved at this moment, but looking at Bai Zhou's serious look, he couldn't be moved for some reason.

Because Bai Zhou is not motivated by heroism, but by pragmatism.

If Fang Xiaoxia is stronger than Bai Zhou, or even much stronger, Bai Zhou will ride on Fang Xiaoxia's head without hesitation, and sit on Fang Xiaoxia's back.

"Follow me closely." After saying this, Bai Zhou reached out and climbed up to the edge of the millstone.

The fragrant breeze from the entrance of the stone mill blew the dull hair on top of his head. Bai Zhou looked at the bottom of the bottom of the cave, but his mind was inexplicably reminded of the familiar Millstone Knight King in Evening City Story.

One is the extremely mysterious Crystal Skull hidden under the Evening City millstone.

Jump!

Bai Zhou tried his best to keep his eyes wide open and lowered his head.

Immediately, he jumped down from the Mopan Cave!

----Black.

A deep black, no light or color can be felt, only pure black surrounds Bai Zhou, any coordinates are meaningless in such an environment, it seems as if it has never moved in all directions, as if he has never fallen at all.

In addition to the constant scream of Fang Xiaoxia above his head, Bai Zhou was sure that he and Fang Xiaoxia were falling in some way.

To be more precise, it should be "shuttle"----

I don't know how long it took, but Bai Zhou gradually heard a faint whisper in his ears, as if he was chanting sutras.

Perhaps it was an illusion, or perhaps not, Bai Zhou saw millions of bats with green light shining on them, covering the sky and the sun, gathering and dancing in a spiral shape in the huge darkness. Er, he saw another round of light and shadow Blood Moon rising from the depths of the darkness, and then falling in an instant.

----Finally, Bai Zhou found his feet on the real floor, and his assistant Fang Xiaoxia followed him shortly after.

Looking around for the first time, Bai Zhou saw several huge rubies blooming with scarlet light, illuminating a dark and simple wall in front of him that was thick and thick Great Door three or four meters high.

The door was closed tightly, and the gap was filled with a dark red mysterious substance, like dried blood slowly crawling.

"Welcome home, [Sloth]."

A familiar voice sounded faintly in the ears. Blood Worship Cult Holy Son, with the hood on his head raised high, walked out of the surrounding darkness with [Fluoxetine] and came to Bai Zhou's side.

"Now, are you ready——" He looked at Bai Zhou with expectant eyes."

Once crowned as the head of the academy, take charge of Seven Sins Institute?"

The moment the words fell--

"Boom!"

The dark and simple Great Door in front of him suddenly opened, revealing the second layer of scarlet Great Door hidden ten steps behind.

Then, the scarlet Great Door also opened automatically, revealing another Great Door of Golden Splendor hidden ten steps behind.

Black gate, red gate, golden gate -

The three doors opened one after another, revealing the deep darkness hidden behind them.

"This is----!" Bai Zhou's eyes narrowed, and the pupils on his calm face shrank.

The darkness seemed to possess some kind of activity, rising and falling inexplicably like a moving tide.

In the depths of the darkness, something was squirming. If you look carefully, you will find that there are densely packed figures of different shapes scattered high and low, gathering like a sea in the undulating darkness, looming.

They wear Black Cloak and wear hoods. Some are humanoid, some are like beasts, and some are somewhere in between. They carry an ancient and unusual mysterious temperament, making it difficult to tell whether they are standing, kneeling, or hanging in the dark mid-air.

The moment the triple door opened, they opened their eyes one after another. Thousands of pairs of scarlet eyes opened at the same time, and they all turned to look at Bai Zhou outside the door.

-Thousands of blood eyes, at this moment, welcome the new master!

"Buzz----"

The pressure gathered by thousands of pairs of blood eyes was as huge as a mountain. At this moment, it fell on Bai Zhou at the same time, causing Bai Zhou's body to immediately explode with dense goosebumps as if in stress.

Some of these gazes are curious, some are inquiring, some are malicious, and some are just indifferent.

At this time, looking at the owners of those sights, I felt that they seemed to exist and not exist, like living people and dead animals, and each one seemed like the legendary monsters dormant in the depths of the ghost world.

"They, or they are----" Bai Zhou was confused and thoughtful, but he was sure that these shadows should not be real, but highly related to the environment behind the triple doors.

"Wow----"

Suddenly, some mysterious Auditory Hallucinations rushed towards Bai Zhou's ears like a tidal wave, and there were waves of slaps and echoes.

He heard, heard the subtle whispers coming from the thousands of eyes in the depths of the darkness, heard the timid whispers of ghosts and ghosts with malicious intentions, and also heard some roars in the depths of the darkness, as if they had been waiting behind the door for countless years, hoping and being disappointed.

"Seven Sins, Seven Sins----"

Although those vague voices were difficult to hear clearly, fortunately they were just shouting repeatedly, so that after listening for a long time, Bai Zhou was finally able to roughly identify the content. "Seven Sins! Seven Sins!"

Their roars gathered together like a tide, echoing like the overlapping thunder from the sky. "Crown! Coronation!"