Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 442 Transmission Ceremony

This is some kind of summoning ritual.

Even a layman like Duan Mingyuan, who had never come into contact with spells, could see the purpose of the believers.

When the skull's eye sockets were lit up, a distorted figure appeared.

"Begin the ritual, and I will descend upon you."

It was low and sounded like it came from some distant world, full of oppression.

The skull was enshrined in the middle of the magic circle, and the voice seemed to be standing high in the sky looking down at them. Duan Mingyuan heard the excitement in the voice. It seemed to have also seen the scene of the Holy City and couldn't wait to join this event.

The Dark Night Witch mentioned that Void Demons is a general term. In fact, there are many kinds of demons in the Land of Eternal Night, including some truly bloodthirsty and warlike tribes. In the war with the people of the Sun Prince, these demons were once the vanguard.

Duan Mingyuan's subsequent investigation also indirectly confirmed the witch's statement.

In the first war with the people of the Sun Prince, the Void Demons used no strategies. At that time, darkness shrouded most galaxies. The power of mankind was like a flame in the darkness, and they were facing an army of demons of unimaginable numbers.

Therefore, the Void Demons, who thought they had a sure win, adopted the simplest and most brutal tactic - F2A.

They thought that as long as they gathered an army and attacked at random, they could destroy all the people of the Sun King.

However, history has proven the drawbacks of the F2A tactics countless times.

The consequence of gathering all the elite forces together was that they were hit by a "Sun Fusion".

There have been many descriptions of "solar fusion" in "Genesis". It seems that this is the secret weapon of the Sun King. The Void Demons at that time were like a group of infantrymen who were hit by a nuclear explosion. Almost at that time, their commander heard the prompt "I need to regroup the troops."

Duan Mingyuan guessed that perhaps these believers were going to summon the War Lord among the Void Demons.

The Book of Genesis also describes this type of demon.

The war lord is huge, about fifteen meters tall, and his weapon is a giant axe made of chaotic energy. Once scratched by chaotic energy, the human body will suffer varying degrees of erosion.

Those with weaker resistance will explode and die on the spot, while those with stronger resistance will be influenced by the devil and gradually degenerate into a member of the evil camp.

According to records, only one of the Sun King's subjects resisted the erosion with their indomitable willpower.

Duan Mingyuan hid in the dark and made preparations.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the believers chose an excellent location. Under the cover of the fireworks show, no one passed by there, which gave them more time to prepare.

They seemed to be affected by the sound of the skull, and everyone's face was filled with a cruel and bloodthirsty smile.

Soon, a war lord who is more than ten meters tall will descend on the Holy City.

They were also familiar with the descriptions of these monsters in "Genesis". They had extremely high resistance to the energy of the scorching sun, and only the Sun King's guards could break through their defenses.

However, that is an old story of the past.

The Sun King's Guards correspond to today's Inquisitor team, but unlike the guards who had experienced wars in the past, today's Inquisitors have never had the experience of fighting against war lords.

They could already foresee the scene of the War Lord's massacre in the Holy City.

Then--

The situation came to a standstill.

Duan Mingyuan was fully prepared. The War Lord's status among the Void Demons was second only to their creators. He was a war machine that stood out from countless clans. He guessed that the other party would not follow his orders like a parasite.

A battle was inevitable, but he was getting tired of waiting, and these believers were making no progress.

Apparently, they were having trouble summoning the War Lord.

The ritual array was modified six times until the smiles on their faces disappeared, leaving only confusion and puzzlement.

"A bunch of trash!" Obviously, the enthusiasm of the war lords was also severely hit.

Duan Mingyuan could imagine that in the Land of Eternal Night, there was a giant with a giant axe pounding into the ground. However, when he was ready to start a massacre, he received a reminder from the system:
"There are 3271 players ahead of you. Estimated waiting time: 3 hours and 21 minutes."

As the saying goes, the first push is strong, the second weakens and the third is exhausted. Duan Mingyuan could hear its gradually declining morale from its angry curses.

"My Lord Warlord, please be patient, it will work this time!"

The believers even assigned a customer service representative to calm the war lord's temper.

This was the sixth time she had said the same thing, and even Duan Mingyuan expressed doubts about it.

He looked at the believer holding the green torch. Half of the torch had been burned, but he was still muttering in an incomprehensible language. After bending over and speaking a long and eloquent speech, he pointed the torch at the skull again.

With a "puff" sound, the skull's curse said it all.

"You *********!"

The impatient War Lord spoke in his native dialect. He had completely lost his patience with this group of cultists and secretly made up his mind that the first thing he would do after coming to this world through the teleportation ritual was to crush these pieces of trash into meat patties.

On the battlefield, a bunch of trash are more hateful than the enemy.

"Where's the witch? Where did she go? Call her over here."

"Lady Dark Night is...preparing for another ceremony."

The customer service was sweating profusely.

With the seventh failure, they had already considered all the possibilities, but in fact, no one knew better than them that the attempts after the second time were useless and were self-deceptive practices to appease the emotions of the War Lord.

The truth is, no one knows what went wrong with this teleportation ritual.

"Because there is a problem with your energy conversion."

Duan Mingyuan, who was also unable to bear it any longer, finally jumped out from behind the house. If he didn't show up, the torch would be burned out. God knows whether this group of people had prepared extra torches.

He didn't want to lie in ambush in the dark for a whole night, only to end up not even seeing the War Lord because of a "program bug".

"who!?"

The believers became alert at the same time. They took up their positions and prepared for a bloody battle.

They must perform well in front of the war lords in order to redeem their image as "waste" in the other's eyes.

maybe……

Maybe the ritual failed to succeed because a sacrifice was missing!
The believer holding the torch had his eyes lit up as he came up with a new setting that no one had ever told him.

"Come and die!"

He waved the torch with a grim smile and rushed towards Duan Mingyuan first.

"Don't put out the fire!"

He was responded with an angry rebuke.

When they came to their senses, the believers found themselves lying on the ground, and the torch in their hands had been snatched away by Duan Mingyuan.

"Look carefully. The first step is to use a torch to light the strange incense on the skull."

Duan Mingyuan didn't know what these people were thinking, but he had already seen through it.

(End of this chapter)