There were nearly a hundred people wearing the same gray-black robes, quietly gathering in the middle of the sand dunes.
Their faces were hidden under their hoods and it was impossible to recognize their faces.
Obviously, if they were in private, they would most likely not know each other's identities.
Therefore, even if someone is caught, they won’t be able to give out the others!
There are several huge rocks scattered around the sand dunes, with many snake-shaped symbols engraved on the surface of the rocks, emitting a slight magical power.
And in the center of the sand dunes is a basin.
Inside stood a simple altar, with two sheep tied on the altar. The two sheep had their eyes wide open, and were whimpering faintly from their throats, bleating.
There was a pile of dry firewood next to the altar, which had not yet been lit.
The two of them did not dare to ask other people rashly for fear of exposing their identities.
"Lord Nantong, when do you plan to take action?"
When Nan Tong heard this, he just said in a voice that only Remheb could hear: "Just stay by my side."
"I will make my own decision."
As the night deepened, the sky was covered by thick clouds, and only the last bit of fire remained on the sand dunes, swaying in the wind.
People gradually began to whisper, as if they were reciting some kind of prayer.
Remheb couldn't hear the specific words, but he felt that there was some kind of power hidden in the voice.
That power made him uneasy.
Suddenly, the crowd quieted down, and a dark figure slowly walked to the front beside the altar.
“The pious, do not bow down to anyone.”
"Besides Apep, the Pious, we have chosen him as our motto in life."
As the fire started, Remheb knew.
The ceremony has begun.
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