Chapter 428: Sacrifice

Chapter 428 – Sacrifice
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The vicious spikes pierced through the flesh and blood, leaving yet another meaningless and heavy wound on the already scarred body, while the murmurs and hisses coming from the ears suddenly perked up, and the blasphemous creations seemed to be smugly pleased with the blow, making a sickening racket.

Agatha raised her hand and struck back with her cane at the Annihilationist, covered in bone spikes and having almost completely lost his human form, and in her ear there was a crisp, piercing snapping sound.

The sound stunned her for less than a second, before she realized that it was the sound of her own combat cane snapping.

The weapon that had accompanied her for so many years had snapped, and it had held out to the last step against an enemy that simply had no end in sight.

“You have done well, Ms. Gatekeeper,” the obnoxious, posturing voice sounded again, “As a sacrifice, while proper preparation helps the effects of a sacrificial ritual, too much exercise is not a good thing.”

Agatha gripped her already broken cane and raised her head little by little, her dried blood allowing her to open only one eye, and in her narrow, reddened field of vision, she was finally able to make out what was going on in this hall.

The eerie shadowy environment faded away, and what appeared in her eyes was the center of the sewers, which had long since been completely transformed into a sacrificial ground, with dirty and profane symbols and erosion marks everywhere on the walls and corridors in all directions, and what looked like some kind of stalagmite or dried branch covering the roof above, while on the floor of the hall in front of her was a huge “pool of water On the floor of the hall in front was a huge “pool”–

What had once been a floor had now been eroded into a huge pit, overflowing with something black and viscous like mud, which slowly churned with a sickening, writhing sound.

Countless Annihilationists surrounded the hall, and they, as well as their companion Profound Demons, were like swarms of worms waiting around the foul-smelling cauldron, uttering murmured prayers and maniacal roars at the pool of dark mud in the center of the hall, which became more and more full and active in the midst of these noisy prayers.

This is a sacrificial scene, they are waiting for the final sacrifice, and the “sacrifice” in the minds of these fanatics is the gatekeeper of the Frost City State.

They had made another copy of the Gatekeeper before, and now that Gatekeeper was arriving at one of the sacrifice sites.

“Thinking that the action of free will is really just moving towards a predetermined stage, don’t you think that this arrangement has a …… great sense of beauty?”

In the center of the pool of black mud, the young man with short blonde hair opened his hands to Agatha, he still had a handsome face, but his entire lower body had been transformed into a swollen, writhing pile, and at this moment he was a sort of “tentacle end” that had been extended and morphed out of the pool of mud, mimicking the appearance of a human being in a disgusting way. human form in a disgusting way.

“Well, it’s about time, you’ve adapted to the environment, now step forward, it’s time for the sacrifice.”

At the edge of the pool of mud, a tentacle-like limb gradually rose, it grew out of the mud, but its end gradually transformed into a dagger-like hard and sharp structure.

This life-threatening sacrificial tentacle slowly moved in Agatha’s direction.

Agatha, however, just looked at it silently and suddenly whispered, “Almost …… to this position ……”

She slowly extended her hand towards her chest.

But in the very next second, her movements suddenly stopped.

In that instant, she lost control of her body.

“I know you want to do something, some kind of …… action that is not in our plan.”

In a sudden dulling of her perceptions, she heard the young blonde’s voice coming from across the room, and she tried with all her might to raise her head, but she could only see a bit of the other woman at the edge of her vision.

“But unfortunately, in order to prevent the sacrifice from getting out of hand, we’ve been preparing ‘safety measures’ from the very beginning – haven’t you noticed? You have come all this way, eliminated so many fakes along the way, and even eliminated more than a dozen of my incarnations, all …… this is actually just to make you a little bit bound to this City of Mirrors.

“Do you feel that you are becoming more and more able to perceive the location of this sanctuary? Feel that you can ‘smell’ us ‘heretics’ more and more clearly? And have you ever wondered why this change has occurred?
“Quite simply, you were already one of us before you arrived here, ma’am.”

Agatha finally raised her head, and in front of her, the sharp spike was getting a little bit closer to her heart, and this body of hers, still unable to move.

By now, she finally understood what was the reason for the sense of dissonance she felt along the way, and why these cultists had sent so many cannon fodder minions to engage in the “tactics of attrition” with her in vain.

It was all about subtle contamination.

In the next second, the sharp spike pierced her heart without any delay.

In the pool of silt, the blonde-haired cultist violently raised his hands high, and the moment the gatekeeper’s heart was pierced through, he let out an ecstatic prayer, “The sacrifice has been offered! This saint’s life will serve as the first step in the coming of our Lord’s kingdom! Hail the name of the Holy Lord and welcome the day of promise!”

In an instant, all the cultists in the hall shouted out, and those monstrous and ghastly figures that were symbiotic with the demons fell into ecstasy, calling out the name of the Profound Holy Lord in a frenzy, while others brandished the daggers they carried, frantically slashing through their own flesh and injecting their own blood into the black mud that was gushing in the center of the hall, and even the demons beside them fell into a frenzy, letting out all kinds of wildly misplaced Howling!

However, in the midst of such crazy and chaotic howls, the black substance in the pool of mud only surged violently for a few seconds, and then gradually returned to calm. The blonde cultist in the center of the “pool” finally noticed something strange, and he awoke suddenly from his ecstasy, looking at the pool that was returning to calm in shock, and then his eyes looked towards the spike that pierced through the saint’s heart, and towards the gatekeeper who was standing at the edge of the sacrificial arena.

The scarred and pale Gatekeeper.

“…… You have no life?!” That berserker finally lost his condescension and demeanor, pointing at Agatha with unparalleled dismay, “Why are you …… you a corpse?!”

Agatha looked at him calmly, and at this moment, the corner of her mouth finally revealed a wisp of a smile.

“Although I hadn’t previously figured out your ultimate purpose, but as a gatekeeper, how could I not notice the defiant changes in my body ……”

While saying that, she slowly raised her arm, seemingly as the sacrifice ceremony lapsed, she felt that this body was gradually returning to her control.

“After realizing that you guys are the ones trying to lure me to the assembly grounds, and realizing that this might be some sort of sacrifice ritual to claim life, I did something ……”

She grasped the spike that pierced her heart a little bit, her fingers gradually exerting force while wisps of green flame flowed between her fingers, seeping towards the spike.

She raised her eyes and gazed at the cultist in the pool of mud.

“All heretical sacrifices are based on blood – I drained my own.”

“You …… know what you’ve done!?” The rabble-rouser’s eyes widened in anger, and the fingers pointing at Agatha trembled violently, “You …… you ……”

“It doesn’t matter, it’s all trivial,” Agatha, however, just smiled and shook her head, more and more flames escaping from her fingers, “It’s good to deliver the fire ……”

“What did you say ……”

The cultist in the pool of mud subconsciously opened his mouth, however, before his words had even left his mouth, another deafening roar suddenly came from the other end of the assembly ground, a heavenly commotion instantly destroying the last of the sustaining forces in this sacrifice ritual-

A large door deep within the assembly ground, as well as a large portion of the wall next to the door, was blown away by the entirety of the potent explosive!
“Boom!!!”

Earth and rocks disintegrated, concrete flew, pieces of the gate and countless black bizarre substances mixed in with it swept into this assembly hall like the broken pieces of an artillery shell, a few cultists closest to that gate were blown out on the spot, and there were even more shouts of alarm from the remaining congregants-

“They broke through the door!”

“Impossible! They haven’t been able to break through for decades …… How could a group of phantoms break their own cycle!?”

In the center of the Pool of Mud, the blonde-haired leader of the congregation turned his head in shock to look in the direction of the explosion, but before he could get a good look at the figures that had rushed in from the opposite side of the Gate of Thorns, a green flame that shot up into the sky rose up at the edge of his vision.

He turned his eyes to see that the sacrifice that was supposed to be offered to the Profound Holy Lord had actually been wrapped in flames, blazing in a ghastly spiritual blaze!
In the instant that the gate deep within the assembly arena was blown open, Agatha finally broke free from the control of the sacrifice ritual completely, and in that very short period of time, she ignited that fire.

The fuel was herself.

Spiritual fire rose!

In her vision, suddenly filled with green flames, Agatha saw that the wall opposite the “pool” had collapsed into a large hole, and a group of sailor-like people burning with the same green flame as herself rushed into the hall.

The flames on their bodies resonated strongly with the fire that had been lit on their own bodies.

Agatha smiled.

Knowledge entered her mind, and she already understood.

In the midst of the flames, she slowly opened her hands and raised them upwards as if in respect.

“The fire is lit.”

(End of chapter)