Our family is in decline

In the dark and cold hall, a huge black iron thorn arc sign was erected on a high platform in the middle of the hall, a black stone pillar stood in the middle, and blood-red candles were lit on the candlesticks erected at the four corners. The faint red light illuminated a woman fixed on the altar, or rather a sacrifice.

In front of the sacrifice was a woman holding a short staff.

Wearing a covered skull helmet with a spiked arc logo on his head, his clothes reveal his upper body with only two strips of cloth covering key parts, highlighting his attractive figure.

On both sides of the altar stood two shirtless men wearing identical black iron helmets.

Both of them are tall and muscular, equipped with claw-shaped weapons on their hands, showing terrifying strength.

The strange thing is that there are many scars on their exposed skin. Some of them have healed and only left scars, but most of them are fresh wounds with no blood flowing out, which looks very strange.

There are many believers in the audience. Among these people are the bureaucrats of Owendo City, or the wealthy businessmen who occupy a certain amount of social resources. Being able to enter here to participate in the ceremony already shows their status.

The ceremony was already in progress. The woman fed the sacrifice a tube of purple-black potion and waved the short staff in her hand. The blood candles in the four corners suddenly swayed in the windless secret room, and a wave of energy that ordinary people could not find The power of awareness is coming to the world.

The sacrifice, which had been controlled by Mixiang and fell into a coma, suddenly trembled all over, and its expression began to become painful unconsciously. The strong fear woke the sacrifice from the coma.

It seems that even the medicinal effect of the incense cannot resist this evil spell that usurps the mind.

The Ascension Sect pursues physical ascension. Their sacrifices are not for pure torture, but only the desperate soul filled with pain can complete the ritual and receive blessings.

The cult priests continued to use evil magic to torture the minds of the sacrifices, and carried out inhumane physical torture on the sacrifices, in order to make the gods look upon them as soon as possible.

The sacrifice could no longer endure the torture and died of heart failure.

The two warriors also cut open the victim's broken body alive and took out the still-beating heart.

The strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of the huge wound on the sacrifice body.

At the same time, the heart enlarged and turned purple-black, which was not what a normal person would look like at all.

Place the heart on the erected square stone platform. The blood flows out from the heart and then drips into the groove below. As the blood flows, the blood gradually fills the groove, revealing the three thorns of the cult. logo.

At this moment, the priest seemed to feel something and his whole body trembled. He suddenly raised his hands and sang loudly to the underworld.

"Ascension to the Holy Cult..."

Strange power descended from the void, and the heart that had been separated from the body for a long time started to beat again, or beat like a breath, and gradually twisted into a purple-black sarcoma the size of a fist.

Seeing this, there are many believers in the audience. Not only are they rich, they are at least powerful people.

Things that are precious to ordinary people are just ordinary things to them, but these people burst out with strong desire the moment they see the sarcoma.

I want to eat... I want to fuse... I want to embark on the path to ascension...

But the protagonist tonight is destined not to be them.

A group of people suddenly broke into the hall and interrupted the ceremony.

The priest immediately noticed the unkind intruders. Looking at the blood stains on their bodies, he knew that they were not simple, and he immediately waved his cane.

"Kill them! Sacrifice them to the gods!"

The two cult warriors didn't care about anything else and quickly jumped off the altar and rushed towards the team.

The power of the previous ceremony had not faded, and the cultists in the audience also burst out with a strong desire to fight and charged towards the team.

Lance didn't pay too much attention to these cult thugs. He glanced at the sacrifice that had its chest opened and disemboweled, and his eyes directly focused on the three people with unique shapes.

He recognized the danger of that woman and immediately warned her.

"Be careful with that woman, you give priority to getting rid of the cultists, leaving no one behind!"

Before Lance could react, the thugs rushed forward, and he could only deal with the guys in front of him first.

In this vast hall, the weapon in his hand turned into a long sword, and he swung it past the corpse that was split into two.

"Taste the bite of the bullet!" Disma finished loading. There was no need to worry about the impact of gunfire in a place like this, and he immediately pulled the trigger at the thugs.

Shotgun blast!

What he loaded this time was not a single slug, but a small lead ball.

It is very useful to deal with such large-scale enemies, and a tragic wail can be heard immediately within the coverage area.

"Charge! Fight back the darkness!" Leonard became extremely angry when he saw this blasphemous scene, and then quickly charged towards the cultists.

Originally lagging behind, he stabbed out with his long sword, piercing two candied haws, then drew out his long sword with his backhand and rushed into the crowd to kill.

He doesn't have the exaggerated visual effects of Lance, but his efficiency is not low at all, and there are all dead souls under the blade.

"Hunting time! Girl." William whistled, and Figgus, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed out and showed his fangs to the enemies.

Those cultists came to participate in the ceremony and did not bring weapons and equipment. Most of them were people who did not know how to fight. They did not last long in this one-sided massacre before being defeated.

Lance pushed aside the corpse with half of its body chopped off, and raised the sword in his hand to block the weapon thrust from the side.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing sounded.

A cult warrior approached him.

"Watch out for these guys!"

As soon as they fought, Lance realized something was wrong. Few people could resist his own strength, but this guy actually withstood it.

But Lance didn't show any signs of cowardice. His heart was pumping, his muscles were tensing, and he pressed forward with powerful force.

And Lance has never been particular about martial arts. At this moment, he was holding a sword in one hand, and suddenly a pistol appeared in the other hand.

There is no need to aim at this distance, the trigger has been pulled the moment it is taken out.

"boom!"

Fireworks erupted between the two of them, and projectiles flew out amidst the explosion, piercing into his body without any surprise.

But the bullets did not play their intended role. The cult warrior just staggered and regained his balance. No one knew what the expression was under the mask, but it was certain that he was very angry.

Lance didn't have much expectation for the effect of this shot. He knew that these cultists specialized in the body. Unless they hit the vital points, it would be difficult to kill them with one blow. And these guys wore helmets on their heads, so he could only hit the torso.

However, Lance had no intention of stopping. The huge flaw caused by this shot had already caused him to swing his sword again and strike.