They all call me an Outer God.

Chapter 100 The light in all directions points to

The glorious sacrificial formation of the rising sun! ?

Riya recognized the identity of the pattern almost at a glance, but the Glorious Rising Sun belonged to the Orthodox Church, and he could not think of anyone who had nothing to do at home and used the blood array to pray to the Rising Sun.

Forget it if it is a small sacrifice. His large-scale orthodox sacrificial array has very strict material requirements. It requires the ashes of the sun wood to be mixed with white lamp oil, musk, narwhal fat oil and bantam lyre bird feather powder. Any mistake in dosage will result in failure.

And there is a bloody array shining brightly in the basement here?
If this was discovered by the church, he would be sentenced to a felony of more than 400 years in prison by the trial court.

Although a normal person cannot live more than 400 years, this sentence means that a person needs to spend the rest of his life in prison. From the day he is imprisoned until his death, no priest will come to save him, and his soul cannot escape the shackles. Until the day he is released from prison.

However, even if the verdict is late, how can anyone survive after doing this? Such a large-scale blood array... It is estimated that the blood of the bloodletters has long been drained.

The basement is not small in scope.

"Perhaps the murderer drew the blood pattern to warn the family."

"No, it doesn't make sense. The murderer didn't intend to show these things to the public. Maybe the other party just wanted revenge, and this formation was just used to vent his anger."

The Rising Sun Blood Formation... This is a sign of provocation, insult, and even blasphemy.

The current Sun Sacrificial Array is completely useless, and the whereabouts of the murderer and the victim are still a mystery.

Riya raised the coal lamp in her hand higher, and the surrounding things were gradually illuminated, revealing more complex patterns in the distance.

"There are no corpses around, and there is no strange corpse smell."

He walked around the sun array with a lantern, focusing on the four long lines that extended from it, representing "light".

The line just points to the four walls, forming a ninety-degree right angle with the wall.

Is it possible...

Riya walked to one of the walls and knocked on the wall a few times. He found that the sound echoing back to his ears was a little abnormal, and he immediately asked little Shivar to spit out the heavy objects in the debris.

Little Shival spit out a hammer, wrapped its tentacles around it, and slammed it against the wall.

At the same time, Riya covered her mouth and nose and took a few steps back. The red brick powder mixed with the wall dust fell downwards. When Riya saw clearly the situation in the center of the wall, she suddenly realized that she was facing two legs.

The angle of these legs has been abnormally twisted, making movements that are simply impossible for humans.

Their color is like bacon, their skin has completely disappeared, and what's even more incredible is that the things in the wall are completely hanging upside down, which is why only the legs appear when the tentacles are smashed down.

Little Swale kept moving, using his tentacles to pull off the bricks around the man in the wall, and then completely revealed the man inside.

The person inside had no skin at all, and the muscles and nerves all over his body were intact, but his posture was very twisted, which reminded Ria of specimens soaked in formalin solution.

He turned around and walked towards the second wall. This time he only punched a hole in the lower part, exposing the upside-down head of the deceased. The corpse had completely lost its eyelids, so what Riya saw were the two "mummy corpses" "Staring with withered eyeballs, refusing to rest in peace.

"The remaining two walls probably also contain corpses."

In order to prevent any omissions, Xiao Shival continued to use his tentacles to destroy the surface of the middle part of the wall, "rescuing" all the dead in the four walls and arranging them neatly in order from high to low.

Riya observed the four corpses. The two larger ones should be the couple in the photo, and the two corpses that looked like teenagers should be the brothers and sisters in the photo.

"The gender is also right." Riya gently touched the arm of the male adult corpse with her cane. His arm looked a little weird, the fingers were not oriented correctly, and there were stitches on the shoulder.

Someone took off his arm, swapped the left and right sides, and reassembled it.

The other corpses were in different tragic conditions. Riya even discovered that the heads of the brother and sister had been swapped. After all, their sizes could not match their current bodies at all, and a white scar appeared on their necks that went around the neck.

The scar stood out, as if someone had cut a strip of lymphatic flesh there and pasted it on.

"This is probably all that a family of four has. Although it was dismantled and reassembled in the wrong order, the fact that it can be put back together again shows that the murderer is quite capable."

Riya took out a few pieces of collected wood and placed them on the ground, then took out a match and lit them, watching as the wood burned black.

After doing this, he extinguished the flame and used charcoal to draw a miniature sun ceremony array on the ground. The appearance was not as gorgeous as the blood array next to it, but Riya believed that sincerity would lead to success.

He doesn't do large-scale sacrifices, so it doesn't take that much trouble.

"Shua-" Riya finished the last stroke and put the charcoal back.

He turned to look at little Shivar who appeared on his shoulder. Little Shivar tilted his head and said "goo", his golden eyes revealing almost clear emotions.

Then, one of its feathers was plucked away by Leah.

Little Shivall bit the host's neck in pain, and the arteries were torn out and half of them were torn.

Ria didn't have time to care about the wounds. He reached out and pressed the cyan artery back into the neck, and let the tentacles close the wounds.

After a few seconds, the young man took off his hat and his expression became humble and serious. If he were not in a dirty basement that was so dark that only a kerosene lamp served as a light source, there would be a huge and strange blood array carved on the ground...

If it weren't for the fact that there were four dismantled and reassembled corpses neatly arranged nearby, and the crack on his neck was covered with rash-like eyes and wireworm-like tentacles——

Everyone will think that he is doing something extremely solemn and great.

He looked like a nobleman receiving a medal from the king.

But at this time, Riya was just concentrating on chanting the rites of the glorious rising sun.

He lit the mythical creature's feathers and watched their ashes scatter over the sun symbol, then closed his eyes, his monocle turning gold in the firelight.

"The new star in the land of death and life,

The center that all things seek in their rotation,
Cutting through day and night with fire,
I am waiting for you everywhere,
Sing praises to the rising sun,

To the rising sun,

Be the rising sun. "

The sound of prayer was even more eerie in the dark and empty environment.

"Praise the sun, you are the master of light." Leah briefly told what happened to the shining sun, and then asked him if he could summon the soul of the owner of the house.

After the words fell and Riya waited patiently for a moment, he suddenly heard something moving. When he turned around, a white and transparent figure was standing next to him.

(End of this chapter)