It was like something suddenly happened in this world that could kill everyone.
This is also the reason why everyone is so anxious to rush into the square. They must find out what is going on.
Lu Shu thought about it and followed the army into the inner city, rushing to the central square.
The square was surrounded by tall buildings, with beautiful golden flags fluttering around it, and even the ground was covered with expensive carpets.
The dome-shaped building is gorgeous in color and the jewel-like tiles on the roof sparkle.
Under the dreamy blue and purple color, the tallest buildings are hidden among the clouds and mist, making them difficult to see clearly.
“Lü Shu, don’t just stand there. We are almost at the innermost part of the base. There must be a lot of contribution points!” Lin Yin immediately pulled him and rushed to the square. “I have seen people talking about how luxurious this square is and the nobles wearing gold and silver in the legend. I have long wanted to see what it looks like…”
But soon, she stopped talking.
And at this moment, people's forward momentum gradually stopped.
Lu Shu raised his head.
He wanted to ask what was going on, but he stopped talking instantly.
He saw a tall altar in the square which was said to be the most mysterious and central square in this world copy.
Beside the altar, blood streaks were everywhere, and the covering carpet was completely lifted up, revealing a blood-like magic circle on the jade-white ground below.
At this time, the magic circle was glowing.
On the altar stood a figure bathed in light.
At this moment, for some reason, the thoughts in his heart inexplicably told him that there seemed to be an insurmountable wall from the world between him and this person, or he seemed to be standing under the sacrificial platform, looking up at the god who appeared on the statue.
Even making a sound would disturb this sacred scene.
The square was completely silent. There was only the sound of clothes rubbing against each other and dust falling, but their movements were very slow and gentle, as if they were afraid of disturbing something. It was like a tide rolling through the army. Those who had not passed by were still moving forward without knowing it, while those who had passed by stopped as the tide rushed in.
Countless eyes were staring at the center, as if turning this place into a pilgrimage center.
People couldn't really describe what was happening. It was like they were watching a well-organized military parade, or some movie that was so immersive that they were speechless. They held their breath, put away their playful smiles, and watched the scene in silence.
Under that light, the standing figure moved slightly.
She has jet-black hair and a face with delicate and smooth lines, which is unique to Oriental people.
The blood-red bow fluttered on her ponytail, accompanied by the free breeze in the snowy day.
She looked at the army of tens of thousands rushing in with an unusually calm gaze.
Warblers flew along with her, and the blood-red crown she held in her hand sparkled in the bright sunlight.
She seemed to be about to perform some ceremony.
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