“Stop him!”
“Here!”
"Who on earth are you?!"
"ah--!"
In the fog, the transmission of sound seemed to be separated by a layer and became unreal.
A barrier of blood-red light erupted on the altar, firmly covering the altar and protecting it from the impact and influence of external forces.
Ash and Mon hid in a corner, watching the growing chaos outside. Just from the sound that faintly broke through to them, they could tell that the situation was one-sided at the moment.
The guards have all fallen.
The core of the organization, who was sitting firmly on the throne, could no longer sit back and watch the enemy wreak havoc, and attacked in rage.
Yet it still couldn't be stopped.
Continuous failure and death.
For them, the situation was sliding uncontrollably in the worst possible direction.
There were only two of them, but they only caught sight of one. The other came and went like the wind, with an unpredictable figure. He could appear from any direction or disappear from any corner. No magic cage could trap him, and no undead attack could make a splash in front of him. He was the one who caused the most damage to them.
"Who on earth is he?" someone was furious. "Who let him in? Why didn't anyone notice him?"
But what’s the point of getting to the bottom of it now?
Death has been let in by them.
The scene of the sacrificial ceremony was covered by a cover that emitted a faint fluorescent light. Inside, the altar was protected by a layer of blood-red barrier.
Between these two layers of barriers, the fluorescent and blood-red, the battle was one-sided and reaping lives.
Sigourney showed no mercy.
Even though he was attacked on the train and was almost killed by Jian and his group using the sun, he did not kill them at that time, but only captured them. But at this moment, facing all the members of the mysterious organization present, he did not show mercy to any of them.
"Want to escape?" His figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, looking at the wizard who finally got timid and thought of giving up the ritual and escaping first. He looked up at the fluorescent barrier above his head with an indifferent expression - this barrier was a secret barrier used by the mysterious organization to confine space and prohibit going out and entering. However, he did not attack, and the light of this barrier began to weaken rapidly. Once this barrier disappeared, the wizards present could flee in all directions...
"Don't go." He threw out an alchemical tool in the shape of a blue crystal ball, smiling, "Isn't the ritual not completed yet?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the fluorescent barrier disappeared.
But before the wizards could teleport away, another layer of barrier rose up instantly - it was a translucent crystal, forming a new cover in the blink of an eye, covering them.
Still unable to escape.
"Let's continue." The vampire gave a wicked smile, and the blood-stained sword in his hand trembled slightly, shaking off a few drops of blood, and his figure once again disappeared from the center of the exploding magic that was besieging him.
The whistling wind stirred the fog like a whirlpool.
Ash stood on the altar, the screams and curses in his ears seemed to be coming from far away in the sky.
When everyone was feeling irritated and panicked about Sigourney's unpredictable whereabouts, he was the one who knew Sigourney's movements best - because of the contract that allowed them to sense each other's whereabouts, Sigourney's whereabouts outside clearly outlined a sharp and aggressive battle route network in his mind.
It's another way to watch Sigourney fight.
He and Meng were not idle either.
He took out high-level weapons, quietly moved around the altar, cut off the magic shackles one by one, released the imprisoned sacrifices, and completely interrupted the ceremony.
They were not afraid of these sacrifices interfering. Even if the shackles were removed, they would be too weak due to the potion and would not be able to recover any strength for the time being.
They hid their bodies, and the rescued victims could not see who saved them.
They didn't speak for fear of being noticed by the wizards outside.
But this did not prevent the offerings from looking at the empty fog with gratitude and excitement.
Meng shook his head. Most of the sacrifices here were magical creatures, and they were at odds with the Wizard Association. If they knew that one of the people who saved them was a young wizard from the third wizard tower of the Brilliant Throne, would they still be so grateful?
Well, it's better not to know.
Ash rescued these magical creatures, but he would not bring all of them back to the Association. If this matter were to get out and the Association knew about it, Ash would be taken to the Association for accountability investigation for at least ten days to half a month, for example, to investigate whether he had any collusion with the Camarilla or something like that.
A normal wizard from the association would stop the sacrificial ceremony and pack up the sacrifices and take them back as trophies.
Obviously, Ash wouldn't do that.
Meng thought it would be very troublesome for the children to raise another Jane Fairbairns.
When the sacrifice was halfway released, Ash suddenly froze, then pulled Ramon's sleeve and frowned.
Someone entered the altar.
The reason why he noticed him was because this person was the black-robed wizard who teleported them here, and was also the wizard who was marked by him.
What are you doing here?
Do you want to take advantage of the chaos outside to continue the sacrificial ceremony?
Do they want to try their best to summon the summoned creature they want and let the summoned creature deal with Sigourney?
Several possibilities quickly flashed through Ash's mind. Sensing that this person was getting closer and closer to them, he simply stopped thinking about it. Who cares? After all, he was an enemy, and he had to be stopped no matter what he did.
Meng understood what Ash meant. He looked to the side and didn't sense any breath from anyone. This meant that the other party had also completely concealed his breath just like them.
He shook his head at Ash, indicating that he couldn't detect him.
Ash smiled at Meng and left it to him.
Although they both hid their bodies, the other party's presence was as conspicuous as a light bulb in his perception.
Meng nodded and decided to kill the enemy with one blow. It would be best not to use magic to avoid attracting more enemies' attention.
Ash clenched his fists and waited patiently for the old wizard to approach.
As he thought, the old wizard tried to move as quietly as possible so as not to attract the attention of Sigourney outside, and put the offerings on the altar onto the stone pillars one by one. The temporarily interrupted sacrificial ceremony on the altar was reconnected.
Fortunately, the direction the old wizard was walking towards was the direction where they had not yet released the sacrifice.
On this side, the sacrifice they released, out of caution not to attract outside attention, still pretended to be tied up and there was nothing unusual.
Therefore, the old wizard had no idea that there were other people on the altar besides the sacrifices.
When the old wizard passed by Ash unconsciously, Ash reached out his hand quickly and accurately, strangled the other's neck, and used the skills he learned in the hunting team of Duogu Village to break the prey's neck in an instant.
Meng originally wanted to cooperate with Ash after he caught the enemy: "..." There was no room for him to perform at all.
Ash dropped the corpse in his hand and looked back at Meng silently: "..." In fact, he originally wanted to catch this man and beat him up before killing him, but the man was too weak, and he died without using much strength.
Meng sighed and pointed at the stone pillar in the mist. "Forget it, it's better to be quick. The old wizard just sent a lot of sacrifices to the stone pillar. They have to put the people down."
Interrupting the ceremony was one reason, but they also couldn't bear to see so many lives lost in such an evil ceremony.
However, the old wizard was not the only one who sneaked onto the altar and continued the ceremony.
As expected, even though the following wizards were not marked by Ash like the old wizard, they were still defeated one after another at the hands of Ash, a heretic wizard whose skills were comparable to those of a vampire.
When the blood-red barrier was broken from the outside world, the enemies on the altar were cleared out by the two "ghosts" Mon and Ash, and all the sacrifices were released - except for the last batch of sacrifices sent with Mon and Jane, which belonged to the betrayers of the Camarilla - Ash and Mon remembered their faces clearly.
The barrier was broken by Sigourney.
This means that the enemies outside have been completely wiped out.
Ash sensed Sigourney's direction, raised his head, and looked in that direction with sparkling eyes.
A tall and slender figure walked out of the fog step by step and came in front of him.
The vampire changed into a dark red cloak, with a silver-white long sword as bright as ice crystals on his waist. The wide outer cloak spread out like a blood-stained wave, and the deep hood completely covered his perfect face. Except for half of his pale jaw, no other color could be seen.
Just like Ash could sense Sigourney.
Sigourney could also sense Ash, who was nowhere in sight.
I can't see anyone, but I can feel the familiar focused, straightforward and pure gaze.
He stood in front of Ash without error, and tapped Ash's forehead with his wet fingertips without error: "It's over. Let's go."
There is a hint of warmth in the coldness.
His fingertips were cold, and the fresh flesh and blood was warm.
Ash said "hmm" softly and jumped onto the magic carpet summoned by Sigourney. Jane and Meng also flew up one after another - they could leave.
Jane did not hide her appearance, she was covered in blood, and the moonlight elf's long silver hair was stained dark red.
He really doesn't look like an elf, but more like a cold and cruel vampire.
He sat on the magic carpet and said nothing.
The momentum after the killing was sharp and intimidating, but his smoky gray eyes were desolate. He stared at a point in the void in a trance. The emotions that had been dry for too long could not emerge again after killing the culprit.
Meng patted his shoulder gently and sighed.
Is it time to say it’s over?
Is it time to say it's over?
The ice crystal barrier set up by Sigourney shattered and fell under his control, like a sparkling rain.
From the altar behind him, screams rang out again.
The sacrifices that gained freedom launched a final revenge on the sacrifices that were still imprisoned.
It was also at this time that the space began to vibrate violently, and a force that seemed to tear apart space erupted from the core of the altar.
The people and blood in the fog were all swept up in.
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