The two players below were practically scratching themselves silly with excitement.
Their gazes burned like those of two street loafers who had gone hungry for three days, only to stumble upon twelve tables laden with imperial banquets!
The cultist priest looked down at the refugees' numb gazes and gave a satisfied flick of his finger.
To him, these lowly insects had been utterly cowed by the Holy Lord's magnificent power. Their mental defenses had completely collapsed.
Crush their souls with absolute power, make them understand that resistance was futile, and they would obediently offer up everything!
Especially those two in baggy shorts at the front. They had even forgotten to clap and were trembling all over with their heads lowered!
Look!
This was the overwhelming shock the Holy Lord had brought them!
Even those two mentally unstable brats had been scared speechless by the Holy Lord's twelve authorities!
"Excellent! Your enlightenment shall earn you the Holy Lord's blessing!"
The priest raised his Eyeball Staff high and pointed toward the Abyss Blood Pool in the center of the altar, where thick black bubbles rose with a steady gurgle!
"The abyss baptism... officially begins!"
"Step forward and embrace the rhythm of blood, mortals!"
At the priest's harsh command, a dozen cultists stepped forward and forcibly escorted the first trembling refugee to the edge of the blood pool.
Meanwhile, [Give Me Your Phone] and [You've Cried Already], standing at the very front of the line, exchanged a glance.
Neither needed anyone to escort them.
They took a big step forward, staring eagerly at the pool of black blood, all but ready to jump in and go diving!
"Sir! Save yourself the trouble!"
[Give Me Your Phone] eagerly raised both hands, grinning like an idiot rushing to his own death:
"Let me go first!