The situation in front of them was something that Charman and Guman hadn’t anticipated at all.
The power contained in a sacrifice with blood ties is immense, and as long as they offer a satisfactory tribute to the Blood Lord, the feedback will far exceed that of a regular sacrifice.
Both of them had gone all out, as Ian was the only card they could play now.
They were determined to create a powerful, rapid extraordinary.
This would greatly assist in their plans to disrupt the situation and coordinate with foreign races and insiders to crush Linjiang City.
However, the most crucial aspect of the plan, the ritual to communicate with the Blood Lord, seemed to have gone awry.
Seeing Ian’s body cracking open at the mouth, blood gushing wildly, their faces grew increasingly grim.
Ian had completely lost his human form.
A series of bizarre dark shadows wrapped around him, murmuring strange chants.
"What did you see? Something went wrong with the sacrifice segment. Tell us what you know, maybe we can still save you," Guman coldly commanded.
Ian clearly held onto the last shred of sanity.
He spoke with difficulty: "A shadow... a shadow sitting in the Flesh and Blood Palace."
Their faces changed drastically.
This simple description did not raise doubts but quickly identified the shadow’s identity in their minds.
This is a secret existence as powerful as the Blood Lord and perhaps even more renowned.
Because everyone who dares to worship the "True Shadow" invariably mutates into terrifying monsters as their spirituality and spirit are completely devoured.
This entity kills both outsiders and followers!
Thus, even if it possesses great power, no one dares worship it, as those who do will ultimately mutate into monsters or be devoured by the powerful Evil God forces.
"This is bad, he’s about to mutate completely; it’s not safe to stay here any longer."
Charman’s face changed drastically.
This time the ritual was clearly a complete failure.
Moreover, the power of the sacrifice was intercepted by the True Shadow.
Although the two of them didn’t know why this happened.
They were certain of one thing.
They absolutely couldn’t stay here.
In less than twenty minutes, powerful individuals from Linjiang City would arrive, leaving them with no escape.
The two were the last power of the Blood Lord faction within the Abyssal Ascetic Association.
The imprisoned Lord Kaz would have no chance to escape.
Disrupting Linjiang, rejuvenating the church, all would be empty talk.
Charman hurriedly reached for the peculiar pistol used during their previous escape from the Dead Dog Tavern.
He was about to pull the trigger.
But a rusty-colored Simulation Realm swiftly enveloped them, covering the entire mansion in an instant.
The magical items had lost their effect!
This "Escape Pistol" doesn’t have a high rank, at most it’s a C-Level sealing object, with significant side effects after each use, and now it’s suppressed by the Simulation Realm, leaving them helpless.
The Simulation Realm of the newcomer not only suppressed the magical items but even kept the already-mutated Ian in place, his whole body only able to emit defiant roars.
The terrifying mutterings echoed once more from the shadows surrounding him.
Even though Charman and Guman had spent a long time dealing with Evil Gods, they possessed strong resistance; yet facing the pollution from the "True Shadow," they couldn’t withstand it.
Bear in mind that even among secret existences, there are the strong and the weak.
The power of the True Shadow definitely surpasses that of the Blood Lord. But because it annihilates even its followers, no one dares worship it.
Contact with it now made their skin squirm, cracking open bloody mouths all over them.
Agony swept through their minds.
Yet they were powerless.
The suppression transmitted from the Simulation Realm was too strong, and their opponents’ power far surpassed that of these two Tier Eight extraordinaries.
Moreover, they were not Martial Cultivation extraordinaries.
If they were Tier Eight Magical Warriors, perhaps they might escape this moment.
The mansion’s front wall was smashed into flying debris.
A muscular man strode in, his face cold, surrounded by a faint golden glow.
Behind him was a man in a trench coat, his expression gloomy.
It was Meng Lei and Allen.
Seeing their dramatic entrance, both Guman and Charman immediately knew they couldn’t withstand these individuals; smashing the entire wall was easy.
But to smash it into flying debris...
Such intense Blood Qi was as vast as rivers and seas.
The sun insignia on their divine robe drove their hearts to despair.
The boy Baiyu must be from the Holy Light Church!
It was evident he had led these terrifying figures here.
And the man behind him... apparently was the renowned Law Enforcement Captain of Linjiang City.
It’s rare enough among the extraordinary to condense a Simulation Realm, let alone doing so at Sequence Seven.
"Looks like we encountered two big fish here."
Meng Lei stepped in with a cold killing intent, his large hand like a mountain directly grabbed the half-mutated Ian, the Holy Light and evil pollution on his body fiercely countered each other, fluctuating between bright and dark.
But soon, Meng Lei directly killed Ian with a single palm strike.
A bottle of Holy Water was poured on the terrifying corpse, emitting hissing white smoke.
In just a few seconds.
Ian’s corpse turned into white smoke and vanished.
Charman and Guman were nearly scared to death.
Is this man a monster?
Is this how you kill a mutated body?
It was their first time witnessing someone daring to use their body to grab and kill a mutated entity and remain completely unaffected.
Looking at Meng Lei’s bulging muscles, they swallowed hard.
This is the terror of the Holy Light Church...
"Abyssal Ascetic Association, over the past three years, I, Meng Lei, haven’t killed a thousand but at least hundreds. You two should be among the few assistant priests left."
Meng Lei coldly smiled: "Oh, I happen to be an old acquaintance. I remember your former partner, who was beaten to death by us."
Guman trembled, recalling his former partner, who also led him into the church, brutally purified.
"You... I can confess, confess all of our plans."
In the face of life and death.
Guman’s psychological defense was completely shattered by Meng Lei.
"No need, ever since I came to Linjiang, your plans have become irrelevant. Whatever the plan, all that matters is killing all you rats.
I may not solve your so-called plan, but I can eradicate everyone executing it."
Meng Lei stepped forward twice.
A terrifying large hand fell, a wild Blood Qi storm swept over, smacking Guman on the head: "Those involved with evil should face Holy Light’s punishment!"
A burst of blood bloomed from Guman’s head, his whole body collapsed like a boneless creature, eyes wide staring at the ceiling.
Meng Lei intentionally controlled the force to avoid getting stained with filthy blood.
Otherwise, that palm would have shattered Guman completely.
Charman trembled all over, his facial muscles twitching, even the bloody mouths from the earlier mutation were now shut in fear.
If his expression were made into a meme.
The most fitting words would surely be "terror."
Meng Lei emotionlessly raised his hand: "Accept purification from the Holy Light and move on. In the next life, be a good person."
His coarse hand lifted, falling directly on the crown!
A shallow blood line shot out.
Meng Lei grunted and turned his head in disbelief...