Font Size
15px

Reddish bloodlight shot from the ground into the night sky, forming a peculiar red pillar of light, illuminating the night of Tobesk. Thick blood mist surged in all directions, and within just a few minutes, the whole city was engulfed in blood fog.

People fell into a deeper slumber amid the sweet scent of blood, as the moon was obscured and the starry sky no longer twinkled. Only the Circle Sorcerers who realized sothing was amiss from the very start managed to stay awake in the rapidly spreading blood mist. However, the ntal pressure from the imminent complete appearance of the Saint directly assaulted the Transcendents' exceptionally sensitive senses, and no one could endure for long.

In the cetery of the outskirts, Mr. Copus stood at the door of the Tomb Guardian's cottage with a coffin on his back, quietly watching the red blood mist drift towards him;

In Dawn Chapel, the chapel radiated Sanctity's glimr to repel the blood fog, and the Clergy mbers hastily organized a Prayer Ceremony, the choir's singing rising in panic. No one noticed that the venerable and respected Priest Augustus stood alone at the chapel's entrance, his body surrounded by holy white light that gradually kept the blood fog at bay from the chapel;

At Schneider Psychological Clinic, the unfortunate middle-aged doctor who had left the party under Shard's guidance cowered in a corner of his bedroom with a hideous expression on his face. Black flas enveloped him, preventing the blood fog from approaching, with decaying green mold spreading from the ground and walls he touched, and shadows and frantic flas protecting him;

At Old John's Antique Shop, the aged shopkeeper radiated a brass-like glow, sighing as he looked up at the night sky gradually covered by the blood fog. He wanted to step out of the shop but suddenly paused, his gaze turning towards the city center:

"Damn it, I really am getting on in years. Am I dreaming right now? Could anything more absurd happen today?"

In the heart of the crimson column of light, around Earl Maupassant's mansion, flocks of blood crows danced in the blood fog. Countless bizarre flesh monsters, with indescribable twisted forms, arrived with the blood fog. The roaring twisted creatures burst out of the estate and fought with the Circle Sorcerer squad of the True God Church near the mansion amidst the blood fog.

Fortunately, they only erged from the mansion; otherwise, the city would have had no survivors within minutes.

Iluna Beath didn't know why things had turned out this way. After bidding farewell to Shard and Luviya, she quickly reached her squad near the mansion and handed over clues that there were still a second and third Divine Descent Vessel in existence.

Captain Moody Robinson imdiately dispatched people to notify the squad inside the mansion and together with the other mbers of the squad, comforted her that even if there were Divine Descent Vessels, as long as the "grand feast" itself was disrupted, the ritual would still not be able to proceed smoothly.

Almost at the sa ti as their conversation, the crackdown inside the mansion officially began. And as the first thread of blood shot out from the third floor towards the city, more and more bloodlines centered on the mansion connected with certain points in the city.

Thousands of citizens in Tobesk who had long been drinking the discounted milk from the Silver Parrot Milk Delivery Company were drained of blood and died in their sleep in an instant, constituting a grand feast offered to the Evil God. Thus, with the Earth's vibration and the howling winds, the Blood Feast officially began, and the blood fog swallowed the entire city.

Iluna Beath didn't know why things had turned out this way; tonight's intrusion into the Ruins was supposed to be the most dangerous, and the church's crackdown on the Cultists was expected to be foolproof. But she knew what she had to do.

The blood fog engulfed them, and the monsters that appeared in the mist left the squad no ti to pay attention to what was happening inside the mansion. The brunette clenched her teeth and ran towards the mansion, leaving her squad behind.

Discover exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire

A golden Ring of Fate appeared behind her and then, the high-speed spinning Ring transford into the Balance within the golden Glimr. No one had ti to pay attention to her anymore, and the luster of the Golden Scales made the indescribable creatures lurking in the blood fog instinctively stay away.

She successfully crossed the streets, feeling an increasingly intense headache, and gritted her teeth as she entered the mansion.

Iluna Beath knew she did not have the power to confront a god, but The Chosen One's power could surely make so impact. Entering the mansion ant sacrifice, but soone had to do it at this mont.

The blood fog in the mansion's courtyard was even thicker than outside, with guests fainting in droves on the ground. And as the young woman drew closer to the mansion building, even though she had not yet seen or heard anything, her body was already trembling instinctively.

She knew what was on the third floor, knew what she was about to face, and understood the consequences of her actions.

But soone had to do sothing, and even as "The Chosen One

You are reading Steampunk: Sixth Era Chapter 272 Sacrifice on novel69. Use the chapter navigation above or below to continue reading the latest translated chapters.
Library saves books to your account. Reading History saves recent chapters in this browser.
Continuous reading
No reviews yet. Be the first reader to leave one.
Please create an account or sign in to post a comment.