Thriller Trainee (101 - 259)

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It is conceivable that after hearing this news, the Tuyumen was struck by lightning.

He reluctantly put down the circus props he was carrying, and then hurriedly found a reason to urinate, walked to the corner and threw a pilot to the place where the magician was.

According to what he had just overheard, these survivors were neither worried about whether they could catch him and the magician, nor whether they would contact the main system. Being able to be so confident and fearless, it is natural to rely on it.

Because the summoned person has long been left with a curse mark, he can be summoned a second time and contact the main system...

It is very likely that the Cthulhu will break the space barrier and be summoned to this Super S Grade dungeon before the main system can get in touch with them. Because only then can this super-S-level copy space be broken by the higher-dimensional evil gods, and the signal can pass through the treacherous space coordinates floating in the dark dimension, and successfully link the survivors.

But the problem is that Zongjiu and Tuyumen are the sacrifices.

Only by offering sacrifices to them, the evil **** will appear. If they didn't sacrifice to them, the evil **** would never show up, let alone show up.

This is a dead end.

......

"Okay, time is almost up, let's get ready to start."

The members of the cult just dragged a few humans with red crosses on their heads, and ordered the butchers standing next to the altar to put their blood on the altar first.

The butcher was holding a sharp sharp knife, and simply went down with a single knife, cutting off the heads of the humans like cutting vegetables.

Suddenly, the white flowers flowing back from his head dripped down.

They cursed badly, threw their heads away and grasped the truncated section, like holding a paintbrush, and painted a layer on the surface of the altar, and immediately dyed the cold, black-gray ground into a red and gorgeous color.

The big tent of the original circus was demolished in half and turned into a semi-outdoor style. The round stage for the central performance has just become the best choice for the altar.

The members of the Order were all dressed in black cloaks and pointed hats, most of them were surrounded by the altar, with their hands folded and chanting words in their mouths.

I don't know when the orchestra's sound became creepy.

Accompanied by the violin and the flute, they gradually began to change the tone from the original holy Christmas carol.

The members of the cult around the altar chanted loudly.

"Look at the sky, high above, the time has come for the stars to return."

It was a chant that started in an unknown tone, one after another.

At the beginning, there was some vagueness. As all the members of the cult joined in, the sentence gradually became clear, bright, and suddenly high and sharp.

This chanting and song seemed to have some indescribable magic power, which made people involuntarily open their mouths, and continued with this strange and turbulent tone.