our family is gone

Chapter 155 Ceremony
In the dark and cold hall, a huge black iron thorn arc sign was erected on the high platform in the middle of the hall, a black stone pillar stood in the middle, and blood-red candles were lit on the candlesticks erected at the four corners. The faint red light illuminated a woman who was fixed on the altar, or rather - a sacrifice.

In front of the sacrifice is a woman holding a short staff.

Wearing a face-covered skull helmet with a thorn arc logo, the clothes expose the upper body and only two cloth strips cover the key parts, highlighting the attractive figure.

On both sides of the altar stood two shirtless men wearing black iron helmets of the same style.

Both of them are tall and muscular, with claw-shaped weapons mounted on their hands, showing terrifying strength.

The weird thing is that there are many scars on their exposed skin, some of which have healed and only leave scars, but more of them are fresh wounds but no blood flows out, which looks very strange.

There are many believers in the audience. Among these people are the bureaucrats of Owendor City, or wealthy businessmen who occupy certain social resources. Being able to enter here to participate in the ceremony already shows their identities.

The ceremony was already in progress, the woman fed a tube of purple-black potion to the sacrifice, waved the short staff in her hand, and the blood candles at the four corners around them suddenly shook in the windless secret room, a wave that ordinary people could hardly The power of awareness will come to the world.

The sacrifice that was originally controlled by Mixiang and fell into a coma suddenly trembled all over, and his expression began to become painful unconsciously. The strong fear awakened the sacrifice from the coma.

It seems that even the medicinal effect of the misty incense can hardly resist this sorcery that usurps the mind.

The Ascension Sect pursues the ascension of the body. Their sacrifices are not for simple torture, but only this desperate soul filled with pain can complete the ritual and thus bestow blessings.

The priests of the cult continue to use sorcery to torture the minds of the sacrifices, and carry out inhumane physical torture on the sacrifices, in order to make the gods cast their eyes as soon as possible.

The victim could no longer bear the torture, and died of heart failure.

And those two warriors also cut open the broken body of the sacrifice alive, and took out the still beating heart.

The strange thing was that no blood flowed from the huge wound on the victim's body.

At the same time, the heart swelled and turned purple-black, which was not what normal people could have at all.

Put the heart on the upright block stone platform, the blood flowed out from the heart, and then dripped into the groove below. As the blood flowed, the blood gradually filled the groove, revealing the three thorns of the cult. sign.

At this moment, the priest seemed to feel something trembling all over his body. He suddenly raised his hands and sang loudly towards the darkness.

"Ascension Holy Cult..."

Strange power descended from the void, and the heart that had been separated for a long time actually beat again, or the beating like breathing, gradually twisted into a fist-sized purple-black sarcoma.

Seeing this, many believers in the audience, not to mention wealthy, are at least powerful people.

Things that are precious to ordinary people on weekdays are nothing but ordinary things to them, but these people burst out with a strong desire the moment they saw the sarcoma.

Want to eat...want to fuse...want to step into the path of ascension...

But tonight's protagonist is destined not to be them.

A group of people suddenly broke into the hall and interrupted the ceremony.

The priest immediately noticed the unkind intruders. Looking at the blood stains on their bodies, he knew that it was not easy, and immediately waved his staff.

"Kill them! Sacrifice them to the gods!"

The two cult fighters didn't care about anything else, they jumped off the altar and rushed towards the team.

The stamina of the ceremony just now has not subsided, and the cultists in the audience also burst out with a strong desire to fight, and charged towards the team.

Lance didn't pay too much attention to these cult thugs. He glanced at the sacrificial victim who had been disembowelled, and his eyes locked on the three people with unique shapes.

He recognized the danger of that woman and immediately warned her.

"Be careful with that woman, you give priority to clearing the cultists, and leave no one behind!"

Before Lance could react further, those thugs rushed up, and he could only deal with these guys in front of him first.

In this kind of wide hall, the weapon in the hand has also become a long sword, and it is a corpse divided into two as it is swung across.

"Taste the bite of the bullet!" Disma finished loading, and there was no need to worry about the impact of the gunshots in this kind of place, and immediately pulled the trigger towards the thugs.

Shotgun blast!

What he loaded this time was not a single warhead, but tiny lead beads.

It is very useful to deal with such a large-scale enemy, and there is a tragic wail immediately within the coverage area.

"Charge! Repel those darkness!" Seeing this blasphemous scene, Leonard became extremely angry, and then charged towards the cultists.

He, who was originally behind, stabbed out with his long sword, pierced through two candied haws, and drew out his long sword with his backhand, rushed into the crowd and started killing.

He doesn't have the exaggerated visual effects of Lance, but his efficiency is not low at all, and there are dead souls under the blade.

"Hunting time! Girl." William blew his whistle, and Figgs, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed out and showed his fangs at the enemies.

Those cultists who came to participate in the ceremony did not bring any weapons and equipment, but most of them did not know how to fight, and they did not last long in this one-sided massacre before being defeated.

Lance kicked away the body that had been cut off from half of his body, and raised the long sword in his hand to block the stabbing weapon from the side.

"Bang!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded.

A cult fighter came after him.

"Be careful with these guys!"

As soon as he fought against Lance, he realized that something was wrong. Few people could resist his own strength, but this guy actually held it.

But Lance didn't have the slightest timidity, his heart was pumping, his muscles were tense and burst out with powerful force, and he directly crushed him.

And Lance has never paid much attention to martial arts. At this moment, holding a sword in one hand, a pistol suddenly appeared in the other hand.

At this distance, there is no need to aim at all, and the trigger has already been pulled the moment it is pulled out.

"boom!"

Fireworks erupted between the two of them, and with the sound of the explosion, the projectiles flew out, and without any accident, they slammed into his body fiercely.

But the bullet didn't play its due role. The cult fighter just staggered and regained his footing. No one knew what expression was under the mask, but it was certain that he was very angry.

Lance didn't have much expectation for the effect of this shot. He knew that these cultists specialize in the body, unless they hit the vital point, it would be difficult to kill them with one blow. And these guys are wearing helmets, so he can only hit the torso.

However, Lance didn't intend to stop. The huge opening caused by this shot had already caused him to swing his long sword again.

(End of this chapter)