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Chapter 803 Sistorum’s Ceremony

Most of the Four Seasons cultists in the garden died, and the nine-square grid field on the ground released some vague moisture, as if a rain was brewing.

But the ice eye curse still exists. The water vapor freezes when it approaches, and then falls to the ground and makes a slight sound, like a pocket watch counting time.

During the countdown, Gobramin realized that the witcher was not as alone as it seemed.

He solved the demand for sacrifices from the Cult of the Four Seasons without even summoning the companions who had appeared on the Killing Cup?

And in a rough way.

I like it so much...

Gobramin dragged his withered body and looked at Van Helsing with admiration.

"Can I have more?" Gobramin asked.

"Can you bear it?" Li Yue probably knew the situation in the garden - nine alien demons came and the garden shrank by half.

If there were any more, the garden would be gone.

"Forget it, goodbye." Sith planned to supply a limited amount of alien demons to the Seven Seasons Cult.

That's not the whole story of the battle of faith.

Just like the library imagined in Budiburg, these living heretics manipulated the bones and mechanically struck the Ice Eye Curse in their own way, knocking out layers of broken ice.

The Sith dismounted the bone horse and ran out of new ideas.

Kakarot ends up tirelessly hitting the Ice Eye Curse with an ice hammer.

The sacrifice of the old goat was not two "quasi-demon kings", but Yingying and Dandan were used to gain the power to reshape the new god and be promoted to the new god of faith.

"How dare you...you are just farming." Xu Wankemin shook his head, but Daxin started to drool.

In this way, Tossos's sacrifice should be Liyue Gobra - the new religion and the old religion both want to sacrifice each other, to destroy the enemy and achieve their own success at the same time.

The chances of the old goat are indeed very small.

"The rituals of your Seven Seasons Cult are broken. Spring will always come. Your strength needs to be combined with the strength of my fellow believers to slowly break the curse." Fan Haixinmin could only wait.

The Sith asked 8 groups to work together to join the battle of faith.

"Li Yue Gebula's ritual is to summon the God of Faith to awaken... What if the God of Faith awakens?"

In addition to waiting for the ice eye to open, I am also waiting for the garden to flourish again.

Shadow religion is necessary, good and bad shadows exist.

Ying'er was shocked to see lava flowing under the glacier.

With the same idea of ​​ice weapons and the same tapping method, Xu Wan placed the Leg Hair Cult, Snow White Cult, Jurassic, Avengers, Evangelion and Cat and Mouse in sequence every 100 intervals.

"Is there any sacrifice? Is there a mother?" Ying'er's shadow dispersed and she suddenly fell into fear.

Xu Wan felt that she had been cheated a lot.

"When a new god opens in the prophecy, the soul that offers the best sacrifice cannot be promoted to become the new god of faith..."

At this time, looking at the hypocritical and cold-blooded Van Helsingmin, the Sith needs a demon manual and has noticed your thoughts.

"Well... give them some time to grow..." Gobramin finally woke up from some kind of fanatical consciousness, "Okay, do you want to listen to Sistorum's ceremony?"

Sith didn't answer, he cursed around the ice eyes and prepared to run in a huge circle.

"Li Yue Gobra connects the old gods with the new gods, so the ceremony must be presided over by me."

Compared to Nolemore and Spade... none of the remaining sacrifices are interesting enough.

It is true that I am the only one who does not have the qualifications to succeed the pope without the old Vatican.

"As long as you dare, then, when will the ice eye curse be broken?" Xu Wan pointed at the dry field where the ice had broken off.

Ying'er understands.

The Sith ignored Van Helsingmin's emotional changes for the time being, but roughly understood the essence of the battle of faith - Li Yue Gebra's ritual was to summon the dead god of faith himself.

In Li Yuegobra's plan, the sacrifices should be the heads of Thosos and the old pope.

Xu Wan accelerated the retreat from the battle of faith in a heretical way - before talking to Fan Hexinmin, although the Sith had no understanding of the entire ritual, they still knew when the ice eye curse would be broken.

It can be said that the sacrifice of the sect is obviously the Green Lake itself, and the Seven Seasons Sect is the half-collapsed garden in front of Fan Haixinmin.

This is all about speeding up.

"What to do with this sacrifice? What sacrifice do you use?" Seeing Sith's busy work, Ying'er also wanted to help.

The demon hunter connected seven heresies in series and completely turned the circle between the garden and the green lake into his own territory.

What about Saints? What about Vikings?

We can also bear it.

"It seems that demon hunters are a very new faith. You have never experienced divine revelation..." Gobramin asked Van Helsing to sit on the ground. "At the time when the epic was sung, we all accepted divine revelation."

Fan Haixinmin spoke carelessly, his voice gradually became colder, and his eyes looking at Xu Wanke gradually became longing.

"He wants to use you as a sacrifice?" Xu Wan asked.

"Where is he? If you want to retreat slowly, you can't cooperate and plow less fields?" Fan Haixinmin drooled.

"The divine revelation predicted that the new gods would appear in the Drizzle Corridor, and then your gods told you that Li Yue Gebula's ceremony was not a ceremony to summon the new gods..."

According to that logic... every heretic wants to offer a more worthless sacrifice to snatch the opportunity to reshape the new god.

"You need sacrifices, you just need to ask the Old Goat and the Bone Cart Cult to have sacrifices..." They found an ice cave to hide in, and Xu Wanshi used it as a template for the devil's illustrated book to create a new heresy.

The curse and the mask-hiding society are just obstacles that I set up to interfere with other heretics becoming gods.

The South is the residence of the Bone Che Cult, there is a garden to the southwest, and the Green Lake carrying the sect is on the west side - the Sith chose the space between the Garden and the Green Lake to release the heresy.

"Don't be stupid..." Xu Wan touched Ying'er's head, "You have to protect your mother."

Just 8 groups is still enough - before the Sith arranges them, stop thinking about making fewer heretics and directly occupy the west and south side of the Ice Eye.

"What if the entire ceremony is destroyed?" Sith was mid-weaving and sent a message to Ying'er to see the hundreds of bone trees stored outside the devil's illustrated book.

"Will we meet him again under the Killing Cup!" From a distance, Xu Wankemin was full of anger and shouted at the back of the bone horse.

First, the Saiyan Cult's Kakarot was put in. The Sith used the Wheel of Ice and Fire to create new weapons for Kakarot, and at the same time replaced all its bones with low-density self-healing bones.

"Without rituals, there are no sacrifices." The Sith were like knitting a sweater, weaving the saint's holy clothes with binding threads mixed with iron.

The Sith ran out of ideas.

As for the Seven Seasons Sect and the Bearing Sect, they simply thought that they were not qualified to participate in the battle of faith. Before hearing the divine revelation, they both wanted to try their luck in the Drizzle Corridor.

Li Yue's memories suddenly returned to Jinshan Mountain, and he remembered the Gamma epic.

"Yes, be more detailed. I even want to know how you know the content of the ceremony." Li Yue needs to judge the accuracy of the information from the Four Seasons Cult on his own.




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