Meiman: Get the Pleasant Goat template at the beginning

Chapter 88 On My Stage
"I used to think that although you people believe in Sangong, at least you still have a certain bottom line."

Ian passed through the bows, arrows, knives and guns of the Assassin League, and the sporadic magic rays of the believers of the Sangong, and fell to the very center of the enemy.

He was the first to notice the ordinary young man kneeling on the ground. He was wearing the most ordinary shirt and trousers, with black-rimmed glasses on his face. He looked ordinary and very ordinary.

The bloody silk threads extending from the void pierced every blood vessel in the man's arm, pumped out the blood, and poured it into the magic circle depicted by complex lines on the ground.

Blood sacrifice!
Although this method is simple, primitive and crude, it is very useful in summoning demons, especially when the sacrificer has the blood of the summoned demon, this method will be more effective.

When the Mother of Chaos mentioned her son, Ian thought of this result.

Although Sangong chased after Rachel and regarded his daughter as a treasure, this great demon never cherished his sons, and his attitude towards them was no different from those ordinary demons.

The believers of the Sangong knew this very well, so the son of the mother of chaos was directly used as a sacrifice by them.

Ian took a step forward, wanting to see clearly the appearance of this unlucky boy.

Lei Xiao Aogu, who was wearing a robe, grabbed the bow and arrow beside him, and shot an arrow directly at Ian's head.

Less than ten steps away, the ninja master who is proficient in all weapons in the world missed his shot.

Ian opened his hand and said with a smile: "The great Lei Xiaoaogu, when you supported Jason Todd in Gotham, didn't you collect information about the enemy?"

"You are a complex enemy!"

Lei Xiaoaogu shrugged his shoulders, threw off the cloak on his body, exposed his whole body, and pointed at Ian with a knife: "And I didn't hear any respect and friendship from your words."

"You're just a centuries-old man who should have been buried long ago, stubbornly thinking that the world should go back to a past that never existed.

In fact, if it weren't for the power of Sangong, you would have died long ago. "

Ian continued to move forward, approaching the young man whose flesh and blood were rapidly drying up.

"I don't think there's anything respectable about a man like you."

"The dignity of the head of the devil cannot be challenged!"

The members of the League of Assassins were instantly enraged. They brandished the big knives in their hands and charged at Ian aggressively.

All members of the Assassin League have undergone rigorous training, both mentally and physically, making them regard Lei Xiaoaogu as a god.

Now, they only want one thing, and that is how to chop off Ian's head and dedicate it to Lei Xiaoaogu's feet.

"Are religious people always so impulsive?"

Ian snapped his fingers, and the invisible gust of wind swirled and hit the assassins directly from the sky, pinning them to the ground and immobilizing them.

"And who gave you the courage to face and a trained superhuman."

"Another poor man bound by the so-called modern society."

"An ally of Batman who, for the sake of his own morals, is merciful and won't kill."

Lei Xiao Aogu looked at his subordinates who were pressed to the ground, without any emotion in his eyes.

His very Middle Eastern face seemed to be carved out of stone, and nothing seemed to move him.

Ian snapped his fingers, and the strong wind blew up the assassins, threw them all out, and slammed them hard on the ground.

"May the head of the devil keep the necks of these poor souls from being broken."

Ian swept away the non-existent dust on his body: "I don't kill these people, I just don't want their flesh and blood to be the energy source for this summoning ceremony, that's all."

"too late!"

The real leader of Sangong believers——Doctor Adamson does not know magic, no martial arts, and his body is just an ordinary old man.

He was puzzled and said to Ian: "What are you thinking? This boy is right in front of you, you can destroy this ceremony just by swinging your sword. Why didn't you make any moves?"

"That's a good question!"

Ian fully grasped the initiative of this conversation. He raised the Sword of the Brave, half of his face was reflected on the mirror-like sword, and Lei Xiaoaogu and Adamson were reflected on the other side.

"It's very simple to solve the two of you. Just wave the sword of the brave, and the sword energy will crush you two."

"But cultists like you are like cockroaches, with too tenacious vitality, hiding in every corner of the earth. I don't know when another group of people will emerge."

"So I decided to meet the Sangong Mo myself. Maybe I can make him realize what a terrible father he is and stop looking at the earth."

Adamson looked at Ian with incredulous eyes. He never believed that Ian didn't know Sangong Mo, and how could the other party have the courage to face him directly.

Although the doubts in his heart piled up into a mountain, he didn't say it directly, and asked instead: "You are such a hard-hearted young man, you can actually watch this boy die with nothing to do."

"It's you who lied to him and his mother, not me."

Ian said coldly, "You don't need to use these moral dilemmas as weapons. They won't work against me."

He swung his sword, and the sword energy fell on the feet of the two of them, forcing them to keep retreating.

"If you two don't mind, I will make some small changes to this magic circle to welcome your Lord."

"The Demon of the Three Palaces is not my belief." Lei Xiao Aogu is a proud person, and he cannot tolerate being someone else's servant.

Relying on the knowledge of the ancient alchemist, Ian untied the blood that bound the young man, modified the lines of the magic circle, and at the same time raised his head and said to Lei Xiaoaogu:
"It doesn't matter what you think. You use the Saralu spring water to maintain your life time and time again. According to the rules of magic, your soul has long belonged to the Sangong Demon."

"This is an unalterable fact."

Lei Xiao Aogu's face was livid, not only because his life was controlled by others, but also because he was looked down upon by a young man.

But he looked at the magic circle glowing red and decided to leave here.

Whatever was wrong with the young man's head, he didn't want to confront Sannomiya.

"I guess you're doing something dangerous."

Big Big Wolf came to Ian's side and looked at the magic circle on the ground with a serious expression.

Ian turned his head and looked at him: "Control the magic circle, limit the magic power sent by the Sangongmo, and let him sing on the stage we set up."

"Do we have to take this risk?"

Rachel felt deeply disturbed when she saw the magic power emanating from the magic circle.

"I'm willing to take a risk to see what unexpected surprises this Great Demon of the Three Palaces can bring us."

Ian finished modifying the magic circle and stood with Big Big Wolf and Rachel.

Facing the magic power of Sangong, the girl was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Ian held her hand directly: "Don't worry about your father, with me here, he can't hurt you."

"You forgot to mention the name of Big Big Wolf King!" Big Big Wolf raised the Shadow King Sword in dissatisfaction.

Ian waved his hand perfunctorily, caught sight of the red light, and became serious again: "Our guest is here!"

Guided by the blood of Sangong, the magic circle slowly rotated, opening a huge vortex, connecting a world made of molten magma.

The huge demon with three pairs of eyes stretched out his head first, and found that the passage stopped expanding, and his body could not be completely transmitted.

"Nasty earthlings!"

Sannomiya muttered.

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