Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!
Niger Ludayo!
Ning Feng, who almost triggered a stress reaction, immediately turned and left.
But after Ning Feng took two steps, he frowned and noticed something was amiss.
Is something wrong?
He hesitated for a moment, then continued playing hide-and-seek, moving behind a pair of burly men playing a game, and looked back to observe the altar over there.
The altar was indeed the same altar, but the surrounding scenery seemed quite different from last time.
Although there were many people and the fighting was fierce, the participants were all in good health and there was no smell of blood in the air.
The entire space was filled with the mixed scents of men and women, women and women, men and men... the intense collisions between different combinations.
It smells nauseating, but otherwise it doesn't seem dangerous.
"...Not a blood sacrifice?"
So what is this doing?
Could it really be a health party where many people exercise together?
A fitness party for time assassins?
Moreover, even if it was truly their free choice, the matter of the altar cannot be ignored.
Ning Feng was quite confident in his memory. With his talent and later training, even if he didn't reach the level of hyperthymesia, he was close.
Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, the patterns on the altar before him were quickly compared with those in his memory.
Although there are minor differences in some places, this altar looks very similar to the altar of the manor blood sacrifice!
Altars are an important means for mortals to connect with deities. Each deity has a unique name, and generally, there will not be highly similar altars.
That means...
"It's the same group of people as last time~"
Ning Feng turned his head abruptly, almost giving away his location. He glanced at the nonchalant black cat perched on his shoulder, then lowered his voice and said:
"They're summoning you? But you're not..."
As he spoke, Ning Feng subtly avoided the two burly men with warm hearts and moved to the other side.
Whether it was truly due to the influence of his bloodline or not, Ning Feng felt nothing about the lewd things happening in the space.
It was a chaotic scene, but it didn't excite him at all; he felt nothing more than watching animals in spring doing things they loved.
"It wasn't me."
Uh-huh! ! ?
The black cat and Ning Feng looked at each other, blinked, and then suddenly realized:
"Huh? Didn't I tell you? The being those guys were summoning and pleasing before wasn't me!"
"I only stole someone else's sacrifice because I felt something really fun was going to happen."
"So I have no idea how many followers they actually have!"
Ariana stared at Ning Feng with an earnest expression, but the smile in her eyes betrayed her true feelings.
This guy clearly didn't say it on purpose, he was just waiting to have some fun!
That heartless guy is utterly despicable.
Just as Ning Feng was about to subtly criticize Ariana, the door on the other side of the room slowly opened.
Splash...
The sound of chains came from behind the door, accompanied by several excited gasps.
Without any hesitation, Ning Feng shrank even smaller and cautiously peered over from the dark corner.
After acquiring the bloodline of the succubus, there was something else that surprised Ning Feng: his eyes could see clearly even in the dark.
Darkvision, a talent possessed by some dark creatures.
The moment Ning Feng saw who it was, he felt like he had wandered onto the wrong set.
It seemed as if I had not entered the underground of some cult ritual, but rather walked into the filming set of some action movie.
Like that kind of thing, the Xijing craze, the Black-haired Heaven.
The first thing to appear was a mountain of flesh, a tall, fat man tightly bound by several iron chains, with a metal gag over his mouth. His face showed no pain, only a blank expression.
A woman dressed in a backless black leather jacket and holding a long whip was sitting on his shoulders, leading several figures like dogs on a leash.
These figures include both men and women, and without exception, they are all wearing various R-rated props and clothing.
There was no trace of killing intent; all that remained was an even deeper aura of depravity than before.
Coincidentally, the woman's true form was also a succubus.
"this……"
But why is this not quite what I imagined?
"What's so strange about it? Blood sacrifice is just one method of offering sacrifices; there are many other methods."
Ariana, however, paid no attention to Ning Feng's doubts, instead eyeing the woman swaggering over with her whip, a playful look on her face:
"Blood sacrifice is the lowest and most primitive form of sacrifice; only the most evil and chaotic beings would enjoy such a ritual."
"For some evil deities, rituals of depravity in various forms are more common and more likely to be favored by them."
Ariana poked Ning Feng's cheek, then excitedly pointed to the succubus in the distance, surrounded and served by several people, and whispered:
"The prey has appeared, and the danger is under control."
"What are you going to do this time?"
"Retreat immediately? Or become the hero who pierces the succubus?"
Do you want to be a coward for life, or a hero for a minute... an hour?
bring it on!
Make your choice, young man!
Ning Feng gave her a strange look, then took out his phone and silently started typing.
"Ah! Coward! Wimp! How boring!"
Ignoring the black cat's mockery, Ning Feng fiddled with his phone for a minute before finally looking away.
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