Time is already at the verge of sunset, but the entire long-standing capital is still shrouded in the black and red fog.

The striking thick fog has expanded again, wrapping up most of the outer city that was still exposed in the morning.

There are no residents or adventurers left in the entire long-standing capital. They either want to enter the fog to see the situation and are swallowed by the fog, or because the fact that the person entering the fog has never appeared again, they feel bad, so they choose to escape immediately.

Even if the news is blocked, some outsiders who have just arrived outside the long-standing capital have basically chosen to retreat after noticing the terrifying black fog and the empty city.

And those bold outsiders naturally did not get out after choosing to enter the fog to investigate.

Outside the city.

A crowd of people wearing suits and top hats walked down from the antique classic car.

A group of magicians from the Magicians' Order.

Koboren looked at the terrifying black fog ahead with a serious expression.

His natural powerful perception made him very afraid of the black fog.

He could not feel anything from this black fog, that is, his perception was completely isolated.

The only thing he could feel was the depth of the black fog.

It made him uneasy, with no feedback.

That terrifying deep feeling made him more sure now that the way forward was death.

Even the most dangerous black magic is not as dangerous as entering this black fog.

"Keboren, move quickly, carry out the ceremony quickly, and we can leave as soon as possible after the investigation."

Another person from the Magicians' Order, a young man named Congor, urged him to become increasingly worried about the matter because of what he had just talked about about the Dead's Brigade.

He also wanted to complete the ceremony as soon as possible, and leave here after the investigation was completed.

"I understand." Ke Bolun nodded and walked into the four circles that the dozen others scattered together, the one on the far right.

Then, including him, in every circle, one person took out an item

Books wrapped in chains.

A gem that lingers with black power.

Shabby black cane.

A black magic curtain similar to a robe.

"The Spirit in the Book of Hidden."

"The pillar of self-esteem."

"Catch the fence of the cage with your hands."

"Dedicate yourself to the darkness."

"Put on your robe and lead me to him."

The next moment, nearly twenty people, and the power in their bodies surged a lot, and light shone under each person's feet, and a strange whisper came from the four circles they surrounded.

The four people holding the items let go of their hands at the same time.

However, these items did not fall to the ground, but floated steadily in the air.

The next moment, the book wrapped in chains opened, and a mouth appeared on the page.

Among the gems of black power, one eye opened.

Two palms appeared on the worn black cane, holding the cane tightly.

Under the black curtain similar to a robe, two smooth thighs stretched out.

Ke Bolun and others stared at the strange objects in front of them, raised their hands, pointed at the black fog, and recited the spell at the same time:

"Your face is there."

"Your head is there."

"Your body is there."

The next moment they read around them, these strange monsters flew up from the circle they surrounded and flew into the black fog at an extremely fast speed.

Looking at this scene, Kobolun breathed a sigh of relief.

These things are the evil gods sealed by their church.

These evil gods have various strange abilities, and even some of them cannot be killed at all, so they can only be sealed.

The members of the Magician Cultivator used various means to cut off these defeated but indestructible evil gods, and then sealed a part of them with black magic, and then used various means to drive these evil gods.

These four are some evil gods mastered by the Magicians' sect.

It was brought by Ke Bolun and others for investigation.

However, although these evil gods are not strong, they are still dangerous.

Even Pope-level figures may not be able to deal with them.

If there is no black magic that can drive the evil god, if nothing is found this time...

They will become sacrifices to these evil gods, possessed by these evil gods, and take away their faces, heads, and bodies.

If something is found... they need to kill the person who was taken away by the evil god, use the methods that have been prepared long ago to recover the evil god, and bring the evil god back together with the recovered things.

It is a rather evil ritual.

And the offering...Keborun moved his sight to the companion Kangol, who had just joined the Magicians' sect for not long.

It's so pitiful.

Then, he shook his head and looked at everyone and said:

“Be ready.”

Everyone except Kangol understands what this sentence means, but they are already commonplace and have no extra mercy.

If there is a failure, no one wants to become a sacrifice of the evil god, then he can only sacrifice Kangol.

Black magic is not a "cool" thing, it only represents cruelty.

.........

The other side.

A group of people in bright red costumes stopped in front of the black fog.

Their faces were full of fanatical expressions.

And there was also a crazy power lingering on their bodies.

"This is the power of my god! The power of the great blood moon!"

An old man with bloodshot eyes shouted madly at the black fog.

"The power of my god!"

"The blood moon is coming, and the world will end!"

"Only by believing in my God can we not be destroyed!" the old man shouted at the top of his lungs, and the bloody power on his body boiled.

"Quick! Quick! Hold the ceremony!"

The group of people who seemed crazy, acted quickly under the old man's crazy shout, took out all kinds of items, and formed a simple circle on the ground.

The next moment, headed by the old man, everyone walked into the circular formation and directly cut through their wrists or thighs where they could bleeding.

"Dedicate blood to God!!!"

Blood surged and gathered in the circular array.

The old man looked at all this and smiled on his crazy face:

"My God! The Moon of Blood! It will erode everything. Our blood can restore my God's original power!"

Soon after, the moon of blood will come! It will come back to the earth, and by that time, I will be the humblest and most loyal believer and witness the destruction of all things with my own eyes...
Chapter completed!