Before he could get close to Augusta, Victor could no longer even stand. He felt like he was stepping on a lonely boat in a storm, and the sea wolves in the waves kept pushing up the support board under his feet.
If you are not careful, you will be thrown off the deck and into the water.
The mental illusion brought about by the attack of creeping protoplasm was madly impacting his sanity.
The overlapping and confusing scenery made Victor unable to maintain rational thinking. He subconsciously held the key in his arms and collapsed.
Holding the key can make you feel better and prevent you from going crazy, but the confusion in your field of vision still cannot be eliminated. You can only temporarily suppress it by entering the secret residence and wearing a yellow robe.
But under the current circumstances, he couldn't sleep because Augusta was still there, and the witchcraft ritual that had been started was still there!
Father Sang's physical pain reached its limit at this moment. He covered his mouth, and his palms were covered with blood stains from his coughing up.
Is this destined...
The old man stared at Victor's curled-up body resisting the squirming protoplasm, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly in his heart.
Suddenly, Augusta, who was screaming because of his blindness, found that light appeared in front of him again.
His breathing gradually slowed down, and he stared at his dirty hands in disbelief, and then looked at the two people who were paralyzed on the ground for different reasons.
The crystal luster in the cave reflects slightly.
Coughing, moaning...
Augusta's mood gradually calmed down, and a pitiful expression appeared on his face.
The night watchman's invisibility technique failed, which was an unexpected surprise for him.
"You missed your best chance to stop me... This is the choice of fate."
Cough cough...cough...
Father Sang is coughing up blood.
Wait...wait...
Victor twisted his body and hoarse unwillingly...
Augusta did not shoot them, but turned around and stared at the rotating witchcraft ritual with a look of relief.
"I know you want me to go to hell, it doesn't matter... As long as I can bring them back from hell, I am willing to exchange my soul with them, even if I can only exchange for one person..."
He knelt down and gently touched the withered bone with his hand.
Although he couldn't see his face clearly, the man's back looked quite lonely and lonely.
"Augusta Conor is a disaster star. I understand... I was the one who suggested coming to the east to make money by digging for gold, because I wanted to get rich, have land that could be planted, and wanted to buy a bunch of land for my use.
As a laborer, I thought that as long as I worked hard enough, I could get all this... Unfortunately, not long after, I killed my own brother..."
"Actually, when I saw him on the gallows, I knew I was wrong, but there was no way out. After all, we had already made a choice that we could not regret."
"Later, I got married. Even though I expected to die in the east sooner or later, I still married the woman I loved most, but I didn't expect that she would die before me..."
"Destiny has not forgiven our sins, but the fall has given me a hope to reverse everything, and that is the invisible technique."
"Reality only ruthlessly deceives ignorant mortals, but this mysterious ritual firmly follows honest exchange. As long as I pay enough, I will always get the reward I deserve..."
"If there can only be room for one soul in hell, let it accommodate me... I am willing to bear all the sins of the Conor Gang in the past ten years!"
As his words fell, the three holy relics trembled violently, and some silver jelly-like substances seeped out of the ground, covering the entire cave. Surrounding the three relics, Victor and the others
A mysterious pattern formed under his feet,
Augusta stood in the center of the formation, opening his hands to welcome the moment he expected.
He knew that Dandelion's sacrifice formation had harvested enough lives, so the blood-vengeance ritual here could truly be activated.
"It's begun. Thomas and the people from the Inspection Bureau can no longer stop this, and neither can you. Come on! People who I owe deeply! Please let me spend the rest of my life to compensate you!"
The dark silver colloidal substance under your feet is constantly gathering outside the relics of the Three Holy Gods.
They gradually stacked up and became taller, like arching smooth mercury, deeply wrapping the bone, twisting and squeezing it vigorously.
Suddenly, there was a click, and Augusta's lover's ribs were crushed into powder under the pressure of the gelatinous substance!
The big gangster, who had a chance to win, suddenly froze at this last moment.
According to the ritual procedures he knew, this scene was not recorded. If the bones of the resurrected object are destroyed, can the other party be resurrected?
As soon as this question appeared in his mind, there was another click! The chain of fangs necklace symbolizing the relics of the underworld snake was also crushed!
The twisting silver "gel-like jelly" stood tall and began to expand violently from the highest head.
Without allowing Augusta to react, the thing suddenly exploded, spraying out countless satin-like things, which glued and entangled Augusta, Victor and Father Sang within the area covered by the mysterious pattern.
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Victor was still trying to resist the confusion of consciousness. His body was firmly covered by the gelatinous substance, and only one bloodshot eye was exposed.
Ah~~!
Augusta struggled to break free, but the satin-like gelatin fused with his skin, and the more he struggled, the more adherent he became.
At the same time, the previously arched mass of dark silver jelly disappeared. What was left in place was a huge oval black hole, which was like a terrifying and unknown abyss, and those disgusting satin jelly objects protruded from it.
!
They were like viscous liquid, tightly binding the three of them and slowly dragging them into the abyss!
Bang! Bang!
Augusta broke free from one hand, drew his gun and shot at the gelatinous material and the abyss, but the bullets had no effect at all in the face of such mysterious power.
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"The blood-vengeance ritual! The blood-vengeance ritual is not like this! Crow! You lied to me! You lied to me!"
As he roared, a voice that everyone had never expected came from above their heads.
"Yes, I lied to you..."
This strange voice appeared above, making the three of them couldn't help but look up.
There was a hidden exit there, and someone stood under the faint crystal light, looking indifferently at the strugglers below.
Victor tried hard to see the other party's appearance clearly in his chaotic vision.
Wearing a large feather crown, his face is wrinkled and has no white hair, and he has the typical Valentine brown-red skin.
There was a hideous scar on his chest, as if a large area of skin had been torn off, and only simple wound treatment had been performed.
This person...
It’s a crow!
Did he speak?
The silver jelly was like soft glue, completely covering Victor's mouth and fused with his skin, making them inseparable.
He looked at the leader of the Valentine people, his throat whining and he couldn't say anything.
The crow is dead, Victor saw it with his own eyes, why is he here?
The same question also filled Augusta's mind, and he roared upwards with grief and anger.
He was the one who led Saiguo's army there, and he also killed the crow, and it was through the crow's body that he learned the formula, and he also knew the answer to the formula, why...
"It's a pity that you have forgotten that your ability to disguise yourself was originally learned from the old man..." Ya's words made Augusta and Victor take a breath of air.
Crow tricked Augusta?! That body was fake?!
As soon as this idea came to Victor's mind, the aboriginal leader above looked at him and Father Sang. After sighing slightly, he slowly said to them: "You... finally stepped into this place as I expected.