Lord Shenxiu
Chapter 323: Sacrifice (Extra for the Silver Alliance)

Chapter 323: Chapter 323: Sacrifice (Extra for the Silver Alliance)

"Restart the gathering?"

Upon hearing this proposal, Zhong Shenxiu’s expression changed slightly, "That’s not a bad idea, at least we can exchange some information, but... the organizer of the gathering is not here, only Rose knows everyone’s contact information."

’Rose’ was Julie’s code name in the gathering.

At the same time, she was also the organizer recognized by all members of the gathering.

Zhong Shenxiu spread his hands, his expression somewhat helpless.

If it were someone else, even if they found each other’s contact information, they might not gain trust.

"I know... she will return soon, my painting has received an enlightenment."

Dengrike answered like so.

"Since that’s the case, then I agree as well."

Zhong Shenxiu casually said.

He did not request to see that prophetic painting either.

Because Julie had already mentioned that the painter’s works were all abstract, and even the so-called prophetic paintings could only be understood by him alone.

Moreover, they were filled with numerous errors that had trapped the painter not just once or twice.

But occasionally, there indeed were accurate predictions, which could be the enlightenment of fate in the mysterious beyond.

Although... the ’painter’ was not a servant of the tail-eating snake of fate, Julie liked to understand problems from the perspective of her own belief in existence.

...

Somewhere distant.

Within a gold-rush town.

Cadlyan, draped in a black robe, hid in a secret room.

She lay on the ground, her facial muscles twitching as if she were enduring extreme pain.

It seemed as though some sort of whisper was constantly burrowing into her head by her ears, causing fresh blood to flow from her ears, with the edge of her blood vessels continuously swelling and distorting...

"Lord of Fall and corruption, Da Mo..."

Cadlyan kept murmuring, "Forgive me... Forgive me..."

She continued to weep softly, praying like a pitiful insect... It took several hours before she returned to normal.

As a follower who had long believed in ’Da Mo,’ occasionally hearing whispers full of corruption and filth was quite normal.

Many followers thought these were just Da Mo’s unconscious murmurs, a sign of favor, and some even actively sought them out.

It was said that some followers indeed deciphered extremely horrifying ritual magic and nameless techniques from these whispers.

But Cadlyan believed these were tortures bestowed upon the followers by Da Mo as a punishment for their failures!

"I promised to sacrifice the Holy Grail to Da Mo... but I lost the Holy Grail documents... but no matter."

Cadlyan clenched her teeth, "I have been tracking the members of the Chasing Cup Sect, this time, I will not fail again!"

...

Luo Jin Mountain Range.

This place was originally just a rural area of Mesoamerica, but three years ago, a gold mine was suddenly discovered.

Gold seekers from all directions flocked here; consequently, a large number of service personnel moved in, forming a small town.

If nothing unexpected happens, once the gold mine is exhausted, a fledgling city might emerge.

Mining area.

Deep within an abandoned mine shaft.

A strong smell of blood spread out.

Golden Cup Maxwell of the Chasing Cup Sect, wearing a black robe and holding that ancient sheepskin scroll, devoutly walked in a pool of blood.

"My lord... I offer you a sweet and palatable drink..."

"I offer you a sacrifice, the greedy fools chasing gold, whose desire for external things cannot compare to the craving for food. I offer these greedy people as a sacrifice..."

"My lord... please grant me the Holy Grail!"

He murmured, surrounded by many believers, arriving in front of a black rock wall at the deepest part of the mine tunnel.

This place had originally been an abandoned mining tunnel. It was said that some horrifying incidents had occurred when they dug here, but the mine’s supervisor didn’t want to report it; instead, he simply abandoned the tunnel and all was concealed.

"This amount of sacrifice is enough to break the seal."

Macy muttered as he took the black cross pickaxe handed over by his subordinate and struck the rock wall hard.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Above the black stone wall, a hole suddenly appeared.

A viscous and foul-smelling crimson liquid splashed out, covering Macy all over.

It was as if the rocks were bleeding!

"Haha..."

Macy’s face was covered in fresh red, but he let out a satisfying laugh and continued to force his way through the outer stone shell.

Then, he saw deep within the rock, a blood-red chalice.

It seemed to be cast from metal; its surface reflected a dazzling brilliance, bedecked with various rubies.

Macy’s eyes filled with uncontrollable greed and desire; he stepped forward, wanting to grasp the blood-red chalice in his hand.

He thought as much, and he did as much.

However, the moment Macy’s fingers touched the blood-red chalice, something unexpected happened!

Crack!

Crack!

Cracks appeared on the blood-red chalice, and then it crumbled into scattered metallic fragments.

"No!"

Macy let out a desperate scream.

In his despair, he failed to notice that the chalice fragments, almost as if sentient, pierced into his palm, spreading throughout his body with his blood circulation.

"Holy Grail, Holy Grail..."

Macy screamed in despair as his body suddenly underwent a transformation.

His hair began to fall, his skin turned pale, and lumps of flesh grew from his body.

Crimson blood beads oozed from every pore, and in just a moment, he turned into a blood-red monster.

"Lord Bishop..."

A cultist stepped forward, wanting to help Macy.

But with a mere wave of his hand, Macy’s hand had become slender and delicate, with blood-red nails snapping out.

A sharp slice of the blade, and the cultist was beheaded, his head flew up high, landing on the ground where the frenzied Macy devoured its flesh.

"Macy’s gone mad, turned into a monster!"

"Everyone, run!"

The group of sect members who had gathered together panicked and fled, but none escaped the swift-moving monster behind them, and were hunted down one by one.

After killing everyone, the monster that Macy had become, stood in a pool of blood, suddenly roared towards the sky, and dashed off in a determined direction.

...

On a nearby hill.

"Has Macy found the ’Key of Blood’ already?"

The real leader of the Chasing Cup Sect, Holy Grail Charles, calmly watched the scene unfold.

He was neatly dressed, exuding an air of scholarly demeanor, resembling an elder professor.

But only the few Golden Cups behind him knew the horror of this great pastor!

"Those schools think we don’t know the secrets of the Holy Grail? Heh... they’re outdated. There are many declining schools that eventually fail to keep their secrets."

Charles was incredibly pleased as he said, "Macy thought the previous sacrifices were ceremonies to retrieve the Holy Grail, but little did he know, he was the real sacrifice carrying the ’key’! Only with the greed for Gold accumulated here from tens of thousands of people, along with his own desire for the Holy Grail, could the ’Key of Blood’ truly be summoned!"

"So... it’s time to leave."

He turned around and issued a command to the Golden Cups, "’The Key of Blood,’ once activated, will interact intensely with the other two keys, creating a strong synergetic effect, a mystical attraction that cannot be broken unless the stars themselves descend... Go, chase after Macy, initiate the final sacrifice, and we shall find the Holy Grail!"

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