Looking at the scene ahead, Attis's eyes were clear, his divine power was on his eyes, and he wanted to see clearly what happened in front of him.

However, the dust was so dense that it obscured the vision, leaving nothing but darkness.

This is not a scene that is happening now, but a fragment of time. Unless you step into eternity and involve the level of time, you can't touch it at all.

In the end, the dust in front gradually dissipated, and it started to change back to its original appearance.

Attis walked forward and looked around. A dozen bones lay silently on the spot, some of them were still covered in ruined black robes with ten stars embroidered on them.

At the very front, a golden skeleton stretched his hand forward, as if trying to touch something. But the altar in front of him had disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Attis looked around, there was not much valuable things left in the same place, only the wreckage and trivialities of the place.

After all, after tens of thousands of years, no matter how precious things are, they should be turned into dust.

He gently crushed a skeleton, thinking so.

As if thinking of something, he was taken aback for a moment, and his hand was divinely urged to shroud the golden skull in front of him.

Then, under the gaze of Attis, the skeleton began to transform.

As if going back in time, the skeleton that was on the verge of falling apart began to recover, gradually returning to its original appearance.

Finally, a middle-aged man in a long robe appeared on the spot, motionless, and lost his breath of life.

This is the effect of time. With the power of the sixth-level peak of Attis, it is possible to slightly dabble in time. Although it is impossible to revive people who have passed away in the past, it is no problem to restore it.

Looking at the bones that had almost recovered, Attis looked at his face.

It was a face that made Atis feel a little familiar, but a little strange, and it resembled 70% to 80% to Elia.

"Sure enough..." Attis's face sank, he no longer looked in front of him, and walked directly along the passage in front of him.

Losing the support of the divine power, the bones that were briefly restored quietly returned to their original shape, and then collapsed directly, turning into a little bit of golden powder.

Walking on the way forward, the clues in his mind echoed bit by bit, and a complete context emerged in Artis's mind, making his heart sink.

At this moment, the Godhead of Destiny was trembling slightly, and a faint premonition struck him, and it appeared in his mind.

His pupils became cold and he no longer looked at his surroundings, but his figure moved and walked forward.

The road ahead made a straight, and he walked forward silently, without seeing the end.

"Here is the end?" He let out a sigh, looking at the void in front of him.

This room itself is in the cracks of time and space. Anyone who enters here will leave a mark in time, that is, those shadows.

However, it is easy to come in, but it is difficult to get out, even with the power of Atis, it is impossible to get out of trouble in a short time.

And the other side.

Under a magnificent altar, the earth was already full of flesh and blood, and a little bit of pure blood evaporated continuously, and gradually blessed it to the upper altar.

In the center of the altar, a huge statue of a dragon is enshrined, roaring at the front.

And below the statue, there are people wearing the robes of the Ten-Star Church, just like the images that Attis had seen before.

"This batch of sacrifices are almost captured." In the front, a middle-aged man somewhat similar to Elia looked down and said.

Below, one by one tall demons came up, pressing on one individual, and slowly carried them to the front of the altar.

If you look closely, you can find that these people are full of powerful aura, and some of them even wear wizard robes that are very easy to identify.

In the fearful and unbelievable eyes of these strong men, each of the demons had a hideous face and opened their mouths, serving as sacrifices here.

In this process, many strong men are still struggling, but they seem to be bound by something.

For these powerhouses, it is not enough to just open their stomachs. If they are not suppressed by extraordinary power, they can even be reborn in a short period of time.

A little red light appeared at the statue in front, and the eyes of the magic dragon were red, exuding a huge majesty, suppressing all the power of these people.

On the contrary, those Ten-Star Cultists and demons seem to be like fish in water. Not only do they have no feeling of being suppressed, but they are extremely enjoyable.

"This is the third batch, right." A ten-star teacher said with a grim expression.

"With the blood sacrifices of a large number of powerful people, the magic circle that originally lacked power should be able to be restarted. It is not in vain that we take the initiative to send a message to let these stupid people come to die." The leader's face showed a slight sneer.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, our ancestors were preparing to establish the magic circle, ready to complete the goal buried in our blood, but at a critical moment, something happened, the magic circle was closed, and only some blood lines were left to multiply outside."

"Now after these tens of thousands of years of reproduction, we have finally returned here to start the unfinished mission of our ancestors."

Below, countless Ten-Star Cultists zealously worshipped the dragon statue in front. Watching this scene, the leader showed a little madness and laughed in place.

"The power has been accumulated almost, and what is worse now is the last medium."

"Don't worry, it's ready."

The leader looked down, where two Ten-Star Cultists pressed a figure forward and came to him.

Elia shook her head and looked at the surrounding scene, her face showing a little bit of anger and bitterness.

"My father, what are you doing!" He looked at the leader of the Ten-Star Sect in front of him and shouted angrily.

"What am I doing?" The leader was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled madly. "Of course it is to do what we should do."

Looking at the familiar family members in front of him, and the densely packed corpses and flesh and blood, Elia's heart couldn't help but chill.

"Have you been controlled by the cult?" He looked around bitterly. Among the surrounding Ten-Star Cultists, he saw quite a few familiar figures.

"Don't worry, I'm not crazy." Seeing Elia like this, the leader shook his head: "You just haven't awakened yet."

He waved his hand, and in front of him, the two demons lifted Elia out, slowly placed it on the altar in front of him, and looked at the statue of the dragon.

When Elia arrived at the statue, the eyes of the demon began to bloom with a little red light, slowly covering Elia's body.

Then, changes began to happen.

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