Under the cover of steam, the cultists opened the cage and brought the infected to the center of the platform.

There, rows of huge metal altars were ready.

The infected seemed to be forced to lie on the altar, their bodies tied tightly and unable to move.

As the ceremony began, the cultists danced a silent and sinister dance around the altar.

Their bodies loomed in the steam, looking like ghosts. Then they began to chant ancient spells, and their voices echoed throughout the factory.

As the ceremony approached, the mood of the cultists became more and more silent.

They held their torches high, kept jumping, and shouted mysterious slogans.

But right now!

The factory's steam pipes suddenly erupted with countless hot steam, shrouding the entire factory in a white mist.

Immediately afterwards.

At the position closest to the executive bishop, a man wearing a black robe quietly appeared.

It was Su Wen who figured out the layout of the factory area.

He silently knocked out the woman who had the information about Trevicorn with a wave of his hand. Before squeezing out the value of the remaining information, he maintained his rationality.

At the same time, a blue long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The light of the sword was like a stream of stars passing by.

Instantly cut the priest in half.

And in the diffuse steam, the splashing blood was instantly evaporated.

The handsome night watchman said calmly:

"Remember.
Chapter completed!