My Daughter is So Amazing

　　 With the weak light in the manor, Rohr carefully observed the surroundings, and did not find the disgusting fly, but the annoying sound of ‘buzzing’ was still lingering.

　　 Obviously, this ‘fly’ is very cunning.

　　 He continued to touch the depths of the back garden, and the humming sound became clearer.

　　 As he walked, he heard some faint noises again.

　　 Under the cover of the bushes, Rohr slowly approached the sound source, then popped his head, and looked over with the faint light source around him.

　　 Those are two corpses still convulsing…

　　 Judging from the clothes, it should be the servants and maids.

The corpse’s facial expression was hideous and terrified, the eyes seemed to stare out of the eye sockets, there was still a stream of dirty blood flowing out of the eyes, ears, nose and mouth, and the ten fingers left various deep dig marks on the turf underneath. Come and endured great pain before death.

　　 Luo Er got closer, and found that their heavenly spirit caps had been smashed, revealing a dark blood hole…

　　 “No… it wasn’t broken, it was more like it was destroyed from the inside… the brain jumped out by itself?”

　　Roll’s face hiding under the mask can’t help but frown. It seems that he, a model and enthusiastic citizen, is about to solve a major case today.

　　 He followed the sound of the ‘buzzing’ and continued to touch the depths of the garden. Then at the entrance of a wine cellar-like underground, he saw a little light, and some voices were faintly heard inside.

　　Roll’s left hand popped the bone spur, opened the lock of the wine cellar, opened it, and got in.

　　 The first floor of the wine cellar looks like a normal wine cellar, with bottles of red wine on the shelves on both sides, and a few cold lights on the walls.

　　 The position of one of the wine racks is a bit shifted, revealing a single-person high hole behind it, and you can see the light of fire swaying in the hole.

　　 “Shh!”

　　 Luo Er made a ‘shut up’ gesture to the little milk cat.

　　 Little milk cat hurriedly covered her mouth with two small paws and nodded.

　　Roll got into the cave and found that there was a spiral staircase inside. He went all the way down the stairs and came to a wide basement. There were more than a dozen people in it, performing some kind of mysterious ritual.

　　Roll hides outside the door, observing in secret.

These dozen or so people wore the most common white robe on the market, and looked like ordinary priests, but they had a weird and evil pattern painted on their chests: a pair of insect cicada wings with a full-bodied wing in the middle. The tooth’s blood basin has a big mouth.

Their positions form a six-pointed star shape, and everyone is whispering something in a language that Rohr can’t understand. The surrounding area is obviously not ventilated, but the torch brazier is still swaying, pulling everyone’s shadows. The old man, writhing frantically on the wall on the ground, as if a group of demons danced wildly.

　　 The whole scene is a cult ritual.

　　 And right in the middle of them, which is the central area of ​​the six-pointed star, is also engraved with a pattern of wings and a big mouth in the blood basin. There are also several long sack bags lying on the pattern, which are constantly squirming.

　　The young woman’s sobbing sound continued from one of the sacks:

　　 “Brother… why do you do this? Mom and dad won’t forgive you…”

　　 Among the cultists, a young man walked out with an extremely fierce expression on his face. He stepped on the sack that made the noise with a few feet, and forced her to quiet down.

　　 “Master Djoel, you can start.”

　　 said a thin old man in the crowd.

　　 The young man nodded, took out a snake-shaped dagger from his arms, cut it on his wrist, and sprinkled a few strands of blood on the central area of ​​the six-pointed star.

　　 The blood boiled and surged after it hit the ground, and quickly spread around like a carpet, turning the center of the six-pointed star into a surging blood pool.

　　 The young man personally threw the three sacks on the ground into the blood pool. With a violent twist, the sacks slowly ‘sinked’ into the blood pool.

　　 Then, with a mad look on his face, he knelt on the ground and shouted loudly:

　　 “Congratulations on my Lord coming!”

　　 Other cultists also knelt down and shouted together:

　　 “Congratulations on my Lord coming!”

　　 There was another violent boiling in the blood pool, and something covered by mosaic slowly rose from it.

　　 is a literal mosaic. It is impossible to see the true meaning of this thing with the naked eye, but it has a statue-like outline.

　　 The statue slowly flew over the young man’s head, then turned into a ray of gray light and penetrated into his body.

The young man suddenly shook his whole body, and his body began to twist violently. In the blink of an eye, the whole person grew into a two-meter giant, and his originally handsome face became hideous and evil, with a pile of iron bulging on his body. The normal muscles emit a faint green light.

　　 He is green and stronger.

　　 “This is… what a majestic power! I feel that nothing in this world can resist me!”

　　 The young man’s voice became hoarse and dry, as if sandpaper was grinding a stone, he fisted to the side, just the strong wind brought out a big hole in the wall.

　　 “Ah! What a terrifying power! Thank you for the gift of my lord!”

　　 The blood pool in the middle is no longer boiling, UU reading www. uukanshu.com calmed down and slowly solidified.

　　The other cultists showed joyful expressions and came forward to congratulate them. Only the skinny old man with a suspicious expression on his face muttered in a low voice:

　　 “This…Although it is a good thing for our Lord to give strength, why didn’t He come? Is it our ritual that has gone wrong?”

　　 The young man noticed this scene and asked:

　　 “High Priest, is there any problem?”

　　 The old man did not answer him, but stared at the dry blood stains on the ground. They were condensing a symbol.

　　 “This symbol is a bit strange. It has never appeared before. Its meaning is…”

　　 The old man murmured in a low voice, took out a booklet from his arms, and looked through it for a while, his face changed abruptly.

　　 “This means…Run?”

　　The young man’s complexion suddenly condensed, as if he had noticed something, he yelled at the door of the basement:

“who is it?”

　　 From the shadow outside the door, slowly walked out of Roer’s figure with a top hat and a black and white mask.

　　 “It’s just an enthusiastic citizen passing by.”

　　Roll whispered, the saber had been taken out of his left hand, and he continued slowly:

　　 “I was hesitant before, because I didn’t want to kill people, even if it was a sinner, I shouldn’t be judged by me, but now… I suddenly changed my mind…

so…”

　　 “You! Guys! All! All! Gotta! Die!”

　　 He spoke word by word, lifted his sword, and rushed towards the cultist.

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　　 There should be more at night, right?

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