Chapter 45: Advent and Twisting Shadows

"Praise you, great Lord!"

A handful of flammable materials were thrown into the burning bonfire, and a dazzling flame burst out, reflecting the fanatical faces around. An old woman with many unknown small objects hanging on her head and body, such as leftover bones and damaged headdresses, stood up tremblingly, and painted graffiti-like lines on her face with red and blue paint.

It can be seen that she tried her best to make her image closer to some mysterious direction, but it looked even more ridiculous.

But obviously she didn't think so, and the several vagrants around her didn't think so either.

A few days ago, this old woman who originally made a living by picking up garbage claimed to have received divine inspiration and began to preach among the vagrants, preaching about the greatness of the Lord, claiming that believing in her Lord would be redeemed. Some people sneered at these, but some people believed it firmly.

After a few days, she actually gathered some so-called believers.

Tonight is the day when this unknown religion officially holds a ceremony, and they are going to do something big.

Summon their Lord to come!

"Bring the person up!"

The old woman looked around, and everyone looked at her expectantly like lambs waiting to be fed. Among them were women with disheveled hair and covered in dirt, disabled men with gloomy faces, and even thin children. She was immediately full of pride and waved her hand.

The two stronger men could not hide their excitement. They turned around and pulled out a terrified homeless man with a rag stuffed in his mouth from behind, and forcibly drove him to the fire.

"This is the sacrifice for our Lord!"

The old woman raised her arms and shouted: "Sacrificing his blood and spirit, our Lord will come, and all our wishes can be realized. We can have enough food and clothing, no longer be discriminated against by others, can recover our health, get rid of diseases, and get everything you want!"

Everyone's eyes became hot.

"Woo woo!"

The homeless man, whose hands and feet were tied and whose mouth was stuffed with rags, looked terrified and twisted his body wildly, as if he wanted to say something. The old woman walked up slowly and pulled the rags out of his mouth: "It is your honor to be chosen as the sacrifice for the Lord's coming. Do you have anything else to say?"

"Mad man, you are all crazy!"

"Let me go, she lied to you, there is no God at all, everything is fake, you are committing a crime. Ugh!"

The blood shone with a strange luster under the firelight. The homeless man covered his neck, and the blood gushed out from his fingers uncontrollably, revealing a deep despair in his eyes.

The old woman held a strange black dagger in her hand, which was inlaid with several gems of different colors. The sticky blood dripped slowly along the blade, attracting several covetous eyes.

"Unfortunately, he has no piety to the Lord at all. He can only offer his blood and soul to the Lord as a sacrifice!"

The old woman giggled, a mysterious light flashed in her eyes, and she stepped forward and stabbed the dagger into the wanderer's heart, then pulled it out, and the blood spurted out and sprayed her head and face.

"Praise the Lord!"

She raised the dagger and shouted loudly!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the bloody dagger, and their eyes became fanatical: "Praise the Lord!"

Puff!

The dagger drew an arc in the air, and then to everyone's surprise, the old woman stabbed her heart with a knife, with an ambiguous smile on her lips, her body shook and fell to the ground with a bang!

This.? !

Everyone was shocked, like a group of ducks with their necks pinched, looking at each other, not knowing what happened.

"She, why did she commit suicide?"

Finally someone reacted and screamed, and then everyone woke up as if from a dream, and a confused voice sounded: "She is dead, what should we do?"

Crack!

The blazing fire kept jumping, and suddenly jumped several meters high, pulling out a strange shape, and then fell like water, covering the bodies of the old woman and the wanderer. A voice came out from it:

"Then come and serve your Lord, my believers!"

Boom!

The flames surged, covering everyone at a speed that was faster than thunder. After a series of screams and wails, the flames shrank, but there was no trace of other people around, only the blazing fire.

Swish!

A dark leg suddenly emerged from the flames, and then a strong man with a naked upper body and a lower body like an insect walked out of the fire, holding a dagger inlaid with various gems in his hand. There was no mouth or nose on his face, only dozens of eyes of different sizes, blinking.

"I put so many, but only one succeeded. This damn barrier actually requires me to give up most of my strength and body to descend!"

The eight legs below the man stepped out small pits on the ground, and greedily licked the blood on the dagger: "What a fresh flesh and soul, I really want to have a good meal, forget it, let's find the thing first."

"Let me see, this time it's a blood feather containing the origin, from the sealed old god?" After a few seconds, the man's face suddenly changed, a dark red feather appeared in his palm, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

"The old god is also interested in this world? This is not okay!"

He muttered to himself, and suddenly jumped towards the shadow by the wall, like a fish into the water, and disappeared in the shadow.

"The original sect."

In the dark room, the window was wide open, Lu En sat cross-legged on the bed, chewing a noun in his mouth, his expression seemed a little solemn.

This mysterious shadow called itself the twisted shadow, the omniscient. Of course, Lu En didn't believe a word of it, and didn't comment on the deal proposed by the omniscient, just saying that he needed to think about it. The other party didn't care, but instead confided some information he urgently needed to Lu En.

"This is an ancient and long-standing sect. It is said to be the first sect in the world to discover supernatural powers. Some famous great men, saints, emperors and even legendary wizards in history may be one of them, so it is called the original!"

"However, as time goes by, this sect has gradually become a gathering place for lunatics and ambitious people. They are also behind countless disasters and wars in history. They are well-deserved behemoths. They are also the masterminds behind this time!"

"Although it is only one of the bishops, he is still the kind that has been abandoned."

Lu En finally had a general understanding of what happened in the past few days. Turing, the bishop of the original sect, seemed to be preparing to summon something in Lucas. It is likely that it is a certain evil spirit or even an evil god. As the official power of the Special Affairs Department of the Federation, the extraordinary people known as "Red Gloves" and "Hounds" naturally have to stop it. However, most of the manpower around the Special Affairs Department is now involved in the evil spirits, aliens, and weirdness that have been driven here.

According to the twisted shadow, the one who could do such a thing without fear of official crackdown was a force he was very familiar with.

The Three Gods Religion!