Chapter 15 Retrospect
I saw that the ritual circle had a new look, as if time had gone back.
There are no dark red deposits in its grooves, and there are no dried blood stains on the backs of the brand new three seats.
As if a switch was pressed, everything changed rapidly like a tornado, like water flowing back into a bucket, catching people off guard.
The most shocking thing is the person who suddenly appears in the room! They appear out of nowhere, out of nowhere.
Among them were three men in black robes, wearing large black cloaks, standing next to the magic circle.
There were three people tied up on the three seats at the moment, a man and a woman. They looked like hotel guests. They all had their heads lowered and were unconscious.
Their postures were very special, with their arms tied to two wooden posts on the back of the chair, exactly like what she had simulated in her mind.
There is a gray round bead placed in the circular groove in the center of the array. It has a crystal luster under the light. It is about the size of a marble. From a faint perspective, it cannot be seen. Figure out what it is.
But what is certain is that this bead has a lot of background. Because judging from the form of sacrifice, it is exactly the object being enshrined.
Next to the magic circle, there was a man with a haggard face. He was tied up with a thick hemp rope and thrown to the ground.
He was conscious, but his hands and feet were tied, and he was lying in the shape of a caterpillar with a rag stuffed in his mouth. He was speechless and could only stare at them with wide eyes.
This scene gave Wei Miao a sense of time travel, and no one noticed her. She seemed not to exist in their eyes, which gave her a basic guess.
Under the light, Wei Miao has no shadow.
This was probably the scene at the beginning of the ceremony. At the special time of twelve o'clock, for some reason, what happened in this room in the past reappeared before her eyes.
Just like a 3D projection, she can have an immersive viewing experience without having any impact on the image. The same is true for recalling past scenes. Its value lies in conveying information.
What secrets are buried in past sacrifices? This may be the key to this copy!
Wei Miao watched attentively. Among the three men in black robes, a middle-aged man with a beard said in a deep voice: "Stellie, are you ready?"
The only woman among the three responded: "It has been checked. There is no problem with the array and the carrier meets the needs."
When she said "carrier", she glanced at the man on the ground.
"Then get ready to start and praise the great Thousand-Eyed God!"
The bearded man took out a sharp knife from his pocket and cut the wrists of the three people on the chair.
The blood snaked downwards like a red snake, flowing along the legs of the chair and into the groove of the magic circle. Judging from the blood flow, all three of them were alive, and only the beating of the heart would squeeze out a large amount of blood. But for some reason, even the discomfort of losing a lot of blood failed to wake them up.
The three men in black robes separated into three sides and stood in front of the three sacrificed men. They clasped their hands in front of their chests and murmured incantations in a low voice.
The strange thing is that Mingming Weimiao has never heard of this language, but she miraculously understands its meaning and listens to the ancient prayers.
"The great and supreme Thousand-Eyed God, we are your devout believers. We humbly offer you the praise of spirit and blood. Under the six-pointed star and above the Thousand Whirling Eyes, we sincerely ask for your gifts and blessings! Your Thousand Colors Your eyes can see through all things, and your double-pupiled eyes can observe time and space."
"The small mortal eyes long for the great truth in the stars, and are willing to nourish them with flesh and blood, worship them with their souls, and become the eyes of gods in distortion! , become your dependent, follow your footsteps, go to eternity..." As the ceremony progressed, the lights inside the room seemed to be disturbed, and went out after flickering three times.
At the same time, weird whispers linger in everyone's ears.
Wei Miao vaguely heard the ethereal murmur, coming from an unknown distance. Just as she listened carefully, there seemed to be a barrier between the two, unable to remember or understand. All the notes were recorded in her mind and then automatically erased, like the notes on the beach that were blown away without a trace by the wind. footprint.
Unknowingly, her face turned solemn, and she could only give up analyzing the babble and focus on the ceremony. For some reason, after hearing the gibbering, she felt an inexplicable nausea and vomiting, and her spirit was a little low, which was more uncomfortable than dizziness.
Even if she cannot understand the meaning and cannot remember what she heard, Wei Miao is still afraid of the madness and danger of the ravings from the bottom of her heart. This is the feeling left in her soul.
The blood in the grooves of the magic circle gradually filled up and gathered towards the bead in the center. Inspired by the mysterious power, the entire array shone with dark red light, reflecting on the face of the man in black robe, making it look particularly eerie and strange.
The scene was filled with an unspeakable evil. The murmurs never stopped, the white walls glowed with a dark blood light, and in the darkness, life gradually disappeared. At some point, huge pressure enveloped everyone.
Wei Miao began to feel that her breathing was a little heavy and her heartbeat was speeding up. She was obviously not afraid of this, but something was oppressing her soul.
This copy, this scene, was even stranger than she expected.
The bodies of the three men in black robes are a little stooped, and their eyes are shining with a strange light. It is a kind of fanaticism that makes the back chill!
The ball in the center slowly rises and floats in mid-air. The blood gathered in the circular groove flows upward against gravity, wrapping around the bead and being absorbed by it, seemingly providing it with nutrients.
With the increasingly brilliant red light at this time, Wei Miao could clearly see the appearance of the bead. It looks like... an eyeball!
It was like a blood-red crystal ball, spinning in place, its pure black irises turned to Wei Miao's side and stopped motionless.
It was obviously just a flashback to the past, but Wei Miao had a clear feeling.
It can see her, it's staring at her!
She was expressionless and sat motionless in the corner. Logically speaking, being in the past, it cannot interfere with the present. But the supernatural involves the supernatural, and everything is yet to be known.
Fortunately, nothing as horrific as imagined happened. After about five minutes, the red light of the ceremony gradually weakened, and the murmurs were almost inaudible.
The victim on the chair has reached its limit. With a large amount of blood loss, the blood flow gradually decreases, and in the end there is no more blood to flow.
The amount of blood in the groove bottoms out. After devouring a large amount of blood and turning himself red, his eyeballs turned in circles with satisfaction and slowly fell back into the groove.
When the red light completely dissipated, the white light in the room turned on again.
The faces of the men in black robes were a little pale, but judging from their undisguised expressions of ecstasy, the ceremony had been a success!
The three people sitting on the chairs were slumped, their faces were bloodless, their lips were as pale as paper, and there was no sign of life. The blood in my wrist stopped flowing downwards.
The expression of the man on the ground who was watching the whole process was mixed with fear and numbness. He watched the bearded man excitedly walk into the magic circle, picked up his eyeballs, and came to him.
The bearded man knelt down, grinned a scary smile at the man, spread his hands, and the blood-red eyes lay quietly in his palm.
He said to the man: "Eat it!"
(End of Chapter)