Ning Feng, who almost had a stress reaction, turned around and left immediately.
But when Ning Feng took two steps, his brows furrowed and he noticed the violation.
What's wrong?
He hesitated for a moment, maintaining the "hide and seek" state, and moved behind a pair of strong men playing the game, looking back at the altar over there.
The altar is the same altar, but the surrounding scene seems to be very different from last time.
Although there were many people and the fighting was fierce, the participants were all relatively healthy and there was no smell of blood in the air.
What fills the entire space is the mixed smell of the fierce collision between men and women, women and women, men and men... different combinations.
It's disgusting to hear, but otherwise not dangerous.
"...Not a blood sacrifice?"
So what is this doing?
Could it be that it is really a healthy party where many people do exercise together?
Fitness party for time assassins?
Moreover, even if it is truly their free choice, the matter of the altar cannot be ignored.
Ning Feng is still very confident in his memory. With his talent and later training, even if it does not reach the level of hyperamnesia, it is still similar.
Although it was just a glimpse, the texture of the altar in front of me was quickly compared with the texture in my memory.
Although there are minor differences in some places, this altar is highly similar to the altar of the Manor Blood Sacrifice!
Altars are an important way for mortals to contact gods. Each god has its own special order. Generally, there will be no highly similar altars.
That means...
"It's the same group as last time~"
Turning his head suddenly, Ning Feng almost exposed his traces. He turned his head to look at the nonchalant black cat on his shoulder, and then lowered his voice and said:
"They are calling you? But you are not..."
As he spoke, Ning Feng slightly avoided the two hot-tempered men and hid towards the other side.
I don't know if he was really affected by his bloodline, but Ning Feng didn't feel anything about the lewd things in the space.
It was a crazy scene, but it didn't make his blood boil. It was as indifferent as watching spring animals doing something they loved.
"It's not me."
Uh-huh!!?
Black Cat and Ning Feng looked at each other, blinked, and said suddenly:
"Oops? Didn't I tell you? The existence those guys summoned and pleased before was not me!"
"I just thought something fun was going to happen, so I stole someone else's sacrifice."
"So I don't know how many followers they have!"
Ariana stared at Ning Feng sincerely, but the smile in her eyes betrayed her sincerity.
This guy obviously didn't say anything on purpose and was ready to have fun!
The black-hearted guy is really too disdainful.
And just when Ning Feng was about to criticize Ariana tactfully, the door on the other side of the room slowly opened.
Wow…
The sound of iron chains came from behind the door, and there were also several excited gasps.
Without any hesitation, Ning Feng shrunk his figure even smaller and looked over there carefully from the dark corner.
After acquiring the blood of the succubus, there was another thing that surprised Ning Feng. His eyes could see things clearly in a dark environment.
Dark vision, an innate ability possessed by some dark creatures.
The moment he saw the visitor clearly, Ning Feng felt as if he had entered the wrong set.
It seems that I am not deep in the underground of some cult ritual, but walking into the filming set of some action movie.
Just that kind of Xijing fever, black-haired heaven kind.
The first thing that appeared was a mountain of flesh. A tall, fat man was tightly bound by several iron chains, with a metal shackle on his mouth. There was no pain on his face, only sluggishness.
A woman wearing a backless black leather coat and holding a long whip was sitting on his shoulders, holding several metal chains, leading several figures like walking a dog.
There are men and women among these figures, and without exception they are all wearing various restricted props and clothing.
There was no smell of killing at all, only a smell of depravity that was deeper than last time.
And what a coincidence is that the woman's true form is also a succubus.
"this……"
But, why is this different from what I imagined?
"What's so strange? Blood sacrifice is just one way of offering sacrifices. There are many other ways."
Ariana didn't care about Ning Feng's doubts. She looked at the woman arrogantly waving the editor over there, playing with the taste:
"Blood sacrifice is the lowest and most primitive form of sacrifice. Only the most evil and chaotic guys will like that kind of sacrifice."
"For some evil gods, various forms of depraved rituals are more common and more likely to be favored by them."
Poking Ning Feng's cheek, Ariana excitedly pointed to the succubus in the distance who was surrounded by several people and whispered:
"The prey has appeared, and the danger is under control."
"What are you going to do this time?"
"Retreat directly? Or be a warrior who pierces the succubus?"
Do you want to be a coward for the rest of your life, or a hero for...an hour?
bring it on!
Make your choice, boy!
Ning Feng, on the other hand, looked at her strangely, then took out his cell phone and pressed it silently.
"Ah! Coward! Coward! How boring~"
Turning a deaf ear to the black cat's taunts, Ning Feng fiddled with it for a minute before looking away from the phone.
"Okay, that's it."
Just as he was about to put it in his pocket, Ning Feng thought for a moment and put the phone in the corner of the door.
There is no other meaning. Although you can replace it with a new one if it is broken, you should not let it break.
"In ten minutes, a text message will be sent automatically."
"Oh? This time, are you going to fight to the death to be a man?"
Ten minutes to set the time, ten minutes to watch and the time will come.
These twenty minutes were the assessment Ning Feng set for himself.
Or, he kills the succubus and improves his bloodline.
Or, he was killed by the succubus and was waiting hard for the Watch to rescue him.
Death is impossible, not in this life.
However, it is still acceptable to take risks within controllable risks.
The information on the other side was clearly visible to Ning Feng, and it was at the same level as the previous succubus.
Although I didn't bring the Holy Flame with me this time, my space for movement was larger than last time, and my physical fitness also improved significantly.
The most important thing is that if a certain black cat lady is not really evil, she will not let herself die.
And as long as you don't die, there are as many treatments as you need.
"You are really timid~"
"Please call it caution, thank you."
Getting stronger is the goal, but the real focus is to survive.
It's ugly to say that you are meticulous.
This is called stability!
"So, as for now..."
Taking out the dagger from his arms, Ning Feng's eyes were fixed on the succubus who was being served by several people, and he looked up and down.
Finally, he cast his gaze on the jade back that was like condensed fat, with a dangerous light in his eyes.
"We'll talk about the rest later. It would be a shame not to poke a hole in such a good back..."