Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Anita placed the proposal she had just written on the table and said with a melancholy expression, "If we really follow what's written here, I'm afraid this world will really be doomed."

All eyes turned to the thin booklet on the table.

They seemed to see in it a possible future for the world, and everyone felt immense pressure because of it.

Because this burden had been placed on their shoulders without them even realizing it. The world is so big, and there are so many people who hold power and enjoy happiness, but those people are still in a state of ignorance. Only a few of them know what the world is facing.

Ron suddenly reached out and flipped the plan on the table over, placing it face down. He said gently, "Perhaps this was a two-way choice from the beginning."

"Perhaps our power comes from the feedback this world gives us. In a way, if we hadn't gained power, we might be completely dead by now."

"This may be the opportunity the world gives us, and it is also an opportunity we give to the world."

Ron still doesn't know where his power comes from. At this moment, he mistakenly believes that it comes from the world's self-salvation, which is why they have been given this power.

From the conversations among the group, it became clear that everyone was originally an ordinary person, but somehow they all gained their own powers.

“You’re absolutely right, it’s a mutual redemption.” Everyone was moved by Ron’s words and regained their courage.

Seeing everyone's behavior, Wu Heng also started to pretend.

Even though those present were deeply moved, his heart remained completely calm. At some point, these beliefs from humanity and from those who wanted to protect had ceased to stir any emotion within him. Everything was so calm, so indifferent.

He couldn't understand these people's feelings, couldn't integrate into their lives, and didn't want to explore the consequences for them.

Everything was for the sake of his own mission, to enhance himself.

It was all like a drama, and he was like a director, using the whole world as a stage to perform whatever he wanted, arranging one good show after another, in order to plunder the most core power of this world.

This is not an emotion that a normal person would have, but Wu Heng knew in his heart that this was himself.

These people are not like him at all. The joys and sorrows of the world are irrelevant to him. He came here for only one purpose, and once he achieves it, he will leave. If anything happens to him, no one in this world will mourn for him.

"This is just a story world," Wu Heng thought to himself.

All his emotions were suppressed by the hellish core within his body, and his brain regained absolute calm. On the surface, he was still smiling and agreeing with everyone's suggestions.

After careful discussion, everyone quickly adjusted their spirits and decided that Ron would lead the team, and Wu Heng would follow them to find a location that Lucifer had indicated.

According to the other party, the location of the Altar of Filth is closest to the real world at 2:00 AM, and it would be best to find a place close to the Earth's core to perform the summoning ritual.

So the group found a super cave that was two thousand meters deep underground.

The damp and dark environment inside the cave was nothing to them. In the deep underground pit, the water flow had eroded the stone surface, forming layers of stalactites. On the ground, there were constantly rising and falling abnormally round stone crystals, like pearls.

The calm, clear water was icy cold, and only a few pale-skinned, visually impaired fish dwelt within it. "Waaah!" came the cry of a baby, the call of a salamander.

The crying stopped abruptly as the sound of footsteps approached, as if the person had been frightened.

The group chose a huge stone platform that covered an area of ​​about ten meters.

"This is it."

Following the memories given by Lucifer, they carved strange runes on it. There were many different circles, crosses, and strange wing patterns, making up more than three thousand runes. The entire platform, which was ten meters in diameter, was completely covered with them, densely packed.

No step can go wrong, otherwise the entire ceremony will fail.

These projects are enormous; if an ordinary person were to do them, just completing this set of procedures would take a huge amount of time.

But for Boudiman and Quake, who possess powers, all they need to do is replicate it one-to-one based on their memories.

Hard stones are like ordinary mud to them; they can carve precise runes on them simply by sharpening their fingernails.

Wu Heng supervised from the side, while his senses scanned the stone surface again and again to prevent any errors. In just five minutes, they had finished carving everything.

After a thorough inspection, three errors were found and promptly corrected. The entire carving ceremony took only ten minutes from start to finish.

After completing all this, the two looked at Wu Heng at the same time. Wu Heng was responsible for finding the Blood of Sin. Now that he was able to return, it naturally meant that he had found it. However, the two did not know where Wu Heng had put it.

Wu Heng walked around the entire ritual's rune pattern and nodded: "Hmm, I didn't find anything missing."

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a plain, unremarkable ceramic bottle that was only a finger's length long and had a yellowish surface.

The ritual involves opening the bottle cap and tilting the bottle towards the stone surface.

To everyone's astonishment, a bottle only a finger's length long poured out a large amount of blood. The blood seemed to be violently squeezed out, shooting out at a very fast speed, as if there was enormous pressure inside.

However, when it came into contact with the stone surface, it did not splash or cause any damage to the engraved runes. It was as if it was slowly flowing on the stone surface, which was full of contradictions and defied the laws of physics.

The blood was still steaming, flowing continuously along the patterns carved in the stone.

What should have been an easily filled ravine became like a drinking beast or a giant sponge, with blood seeping into it and quickly disappearing. As the blood continued to flow down, the entire stone gradually turned a strange red.

Blood was continuously poured into it, and the runes instantly glowed red.

The light constantly combined and floated in mid-air, changing back and forth, like a mysterious formula being arranged and constantly being deciphered, containing some inexplicable law.

The sense of time gradually disappeared throughout the cave. (End of Chapter)