Chapter 694 - 694 Sacrificial Ritual

694 Sacrificial Ritual

A grand sacrificial ceremony was about to be held at the altar of the Dark Moon Temple.

The high priest, Wu Huo, walked elegantly to the altar surrounded by many divine servants. On his shoulder squatted a beautiful black cat.

When Wu Huo stopped, all the beasts around knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully.

“Lord Wu Huo!”

Wu Huo raised his hand, and the beasts stood up.

The scene was so solemn and quiet that one could hear a silver needle on the ground. Everyone looked up at Wu Huan with an extremely fanatical gaze.

Wu Huo looked around at everyone and said slowly, “Today is the day we hold the summoning ritual. In order to successfully summon the gods, I specially prepared 99 slaves as sacrifices.”

Everyone followed his gaze and saw many sallow beasts kneeling in the huge pit in the middle of the altar.

More than a dozen beasts were the ones who were stuck in the cave with Huanhuan.

It was ironic. They had risked everything to survive, but they still couldn’t escape death.

Among the many people present stood a man wrapped in a black robe.

A few beasts beside him wanted to be closer to the high priest. They squeezed forward and accidentally bumped into his back.

Those people didn’t take this small matter to heart and replied casually, “Sorry.”

Sang Ye raised his head slightly and glanced at the other party.

The oppressive coldness he emitted almost froze the other party into ice.

Those guys’ faces went pale with fear.

When their companions saw that their expressions had changed so much, they guessed that the person wrapped in a black robe should be a very ruthless person.

A few of them did not dare to stay here any longer and ran away in a panic.

This male beast in a black robe was none other than Sang Ye.

At the same time, another beast appeared on the altar.

This beast was old and had a white beard and hair, but he still looked very energetic. He was not inferior to young beasts at all.

Others might not know him, but Sang Ye was very familiar with him.

That old beast was the witch doctor of the demon race, Tao Wei.

Sang Ye watched quietly as Tao Wei walked up to the altar and stopped beside Wu Huo.

Ever since Sang Ye accepted the demons, he had explicitly forbidden demons from coming into contact with ordinary beasts in private, let alone having any dealings with the temple.

But there were also some beasts who secretly colluded with the temple.

For example, there was Tao Wei, who was standing on the altar.

He relied on his special status and transcendent status in the demon race to disregard Sang Ye’s orders.

Sang Ye had personally come to Dark Moon City this time to warn Tao Wei.

As the commander of the demons, his orders could not be resisted!

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Huanhuan was grabbed by two snake beast guards on either side and was forced to go to the altar to meet Wu Huan.

Along the way, Huanhuan acted very obediently.

Seeing her obedient appearance, the guards subconsciously let down their guard.

But at this moment, a brick suddenly appeared in the hand of the obedient and cute female in their eyes. She slammed it down on the guard on the left!

It punched a bloody hole in the guard’s head.

The guard, who was caught off guard, was ambushed by her.

Huanhuan knew that she was no match for the guards. After the sneak attack, she threw the brick she had taken out of the space to the side and ran toward the crowd under the altar.

Before she launched the sneak attack, she had secretly observed that there were many people there. It was very suitable for hiding and escaping.

Like a rabbit, Huanhuan plunged into the crowd.

She was small to begin with, but in the blink of an eye, she was drowned out by the crowd and disappeared.

The guards refused to stop. They called their companions to track Huanhuan’s whereabouts among the audience.

Huanhuan searched for an escape route while carefully avoiding her pursuers.

She accidentally bumped into someone’s arm.

Huanhuan quickly stopped and apologized to the other party softly.

When she was done, she took a glance at him.

The other party was dressed in a black robe and was completely wrapped up. Only his pale handsome face was revealed under the hood. His dark eyes were staring at her as if he wanted to suck her in.

Huanhuan’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“Sang Ye? Why are you here?!”

Sang Ye’s expression did not change at all. He remained cold. “Who are you?”

Hearing his question, Huanhuan remembered that she looked like a little girl now. Sang Ye had never seen her like this, so it was normal for him not to recognize her.

She quickly explained, “I’m Huanhuan! My current state is only temporary. I’ll return to my original state in a while.”

Hearing the words ‘Huanhuan’, Sang Ye’s eyes vaguely lit up.

But the light only flashed before quickly disappearing.

He said calmly, “You’re not Huanhuan.”

“I’m Huanhuan!” Huanhuan was anxious. “Don’t you beasts have the sharpest nose? Can’t you smell a familiar scent on me?”

However, Sang Ye said, “I don’t have a sense of smell.”

Huanhuan suddenly remembered that not only did Sang Ye not have a sense of smell, but he also could not feel the changes in temperature. He could not even feel pain.

She immediately raised her right hand, revealing the contractual ring on her ring finger. “Look at this. You should believe that I’m Huanhuan now, right?”

Sang Ye’s gaze paused for a moment on the contractual ring before moving it away.

“Rings can be faked too.”

Huanhuan was speechless.

She had finally escaped from the guards and accidentally bumped into Sang Ye. She felt as if she had won the lottery and was extremely happy. However, she did not expect Sang Ye to refuse to believe that she was Huanhuan.

At the same time, the sacrificial ritual on the altar had begun.

Huanhuan saw Wu Huan and Tao Wei muttering. They were each holding two strange-shaped weapons.

Before long, the slaves at the altar began to die one by one. They knelt on the ground and wailed in pain, but no one was willing to help them. The audience even looked excited and expectant.

They were all looking forward to whether the sacrificial ritual held by the high priest would successfully summon the gods.

Everyone held their breaths as they saw the slaves die in despair.

Sticky blood spread under them, gradually forming some totems along the carvings on the floor.

Huanhuan was temporarily distracted by this scene.

Little Brat said in her mind, “It’s a sacrificial ritual. They use a large number of slaves as sacrifices. They want to summon the legendary gods to gain their favor.”