Chapter 28 Entangled!

The ceremony did not prepare a temporary altar. They walked to the middle of the crowd. Everyone quickly retreated and made way of a large circle with a diameter of four or five meters. Everyone knew that the ceremony was about to be held here, and their faces trembled with excitement. They had never seen the whole process of the ceremony in such a close place.

Ron stepped back a few steps and took the people next to him immersed in excitement. He approached Millis and asked in a low voice, "The ceremony is about to begin. Will he really come?"

"I will definitely come." Millis said that he was not so much answering Ron as strengthening his confidence. He also felt strange that he really didn't come, so could he really deal with these fanatical believers with his own strength?

"I hope it's as you said, but if he doesn't show up before the sacrifice begins, I will do it myself. If I let them kill in front of my eyes, I will go crazy." Ron said.

"Don't worry, I'll die with you then." Millis had an awareness in his heart. Awareness came from friendship and conscience. This noble feeling immediately swept away the fear in his heart. He tightened the pistol in his clothes and was ready to take action at any time.

A man in black found a wooden shelf in the warehouse. The shelf was missing a leg and couldn't stand. The man in black inserted the three legs of the shelf into the ground. Although the cement floor in the warehouse is seriously damaged, the ground is still relatively solid, which shows that his strength far exceeds that of ordinary people. Ron's face changed, and his hand holding the pistol tightened again. Millis also felt bad, so he had to pray in his heart that the people who could help them come quickly.

But the ceremony began soon. The girl was first awakened and was framed by two people in black in a panic. However, this time, the wall was not nailed. The black mask stepped forward, took the sharp knife handed over by her men, and was about to do it.

" Stop, you cultists, let her go immediately." Ron couldn't help rushing out of the crowd and aimed his gun at the black mask in the exclamation of people. Millis hid in the crowd, but did not follow him. It was not that he was afraid of death, but that it was much safer than the two exposed together.

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. However, the black mask did not seem to feel it. He ignored the muzzle of his gun and continued to shoot. Ron immediately pulled the trigger and the bullet accurately hit the black mask. He stopped his hand, slowly turned around, smiled gently, waved his hand slightly, and a man in black walked away with a gutter smile. Ron was sweating nervously. If it were someone, he would not know what to do when he saw an opponent who couldn't even be shot. The man in black was shot several times, his body shook slightly, and there was faint bleeding on his body, but he still did not fall down. He grabbed Ron and wanted to punch him to death.

Seeing that the situation was critical and he couldn't take care of much, he quickly shot. The bullet hit the man in black's temple. Suddenly, blood and brain plasma burst out. His face twisted strangely and slowly fell down. It seems that although his body is extraordinary, the harm is still relatively fragile.

Ron escaped from death and quickly retreated to Millis. Several people in black surrounded them with expressionless faces. The bullets were almost shot quickly. The two smiled at each other and knew that they had no chance to leave here. The believers attending the ceremony cheered loudly, and the two men in black took a step forward.

Just then, with a squeak, the door of the warehouse was suddenly pushed open, and everyone heard it.

A young man came in. He had yellow skin, dark eyes, and slightly long straight hair. He was obviously an Oriental. He was wearing a black robe, which was somewhat similar to the black mask that presided over the sacrifice.

"There was a traffic jam on the road, which took a little time. I didn't miss anything." The young man said. His voice was very calm, as if he were saying a trivial thing.

As soon as Millis heard his voice, he was overjoyed.

The black mask suddenly put down the sharp knife in his hand and took the red sacrificial book from a man in black. Several people in black left two policemen in front of him, as if facing a great enemy. The believers didn't know what had happened and were at a loss.

Seeing that no one was stopped, Millis quickly pulled Ron to the young man and stood beside him.

"You're finally here. I thought you broke your promise." Millis said.

"Is he the one you found?" Ron looked at the young man with doubtful eyes. Except for the strange robe he was wearing, he couldn't see any difference from ordinary people. Can he really help us?

"That's right," Miris said excitedly, "now they are unlucky."

The young man walked forward slowly, and the crowd dispersed naturally. He walked to the front of the black mask and stopped.

The black mask finally spoke for the first time. His voice was not old, but it was very hoarse and extremely unpleasant: "Young man, we don't violate the river. Why do you bother me?"

"I'm not bothering you. You're bothering me," the young man said. "You have gone too much. Sooner or later, you will attract the attention of interested people, which will be very bad for me."

"I don't understand what you mean."

"You don't need to understand. With these things you do, you can die a thousand times. But people can only die once, and you have earned it. The young man said.

"Damn it, it's you. Give it to me--" He suddenly shouted. Several people in black rushed up without thinking about it. At the same time, the black mask retreated to the back door. He was ready to escape. The other party was a real magician, and he knew that he was by no match.

But his satisfactory calculation immediately failed. As soon as the people in black made a move, their bodies suddenly stopped, and then fell to the ground softly. The body of the black mask suddenly became uncontrollable. He ran one step and fell to the ground and could not move. Then his consciousness gradually faded away, where was eternal death.

The crowd wavered, and their god-like sacrifices fell down easily, which made their faith begin to collapse. Some people knelt down and cried, some people hit their heads to the ground, and some people ran away, but were blocked by Millis and Ron. The scene was chaotic.

The young man picked up the red sacrificial book on the ground and opened it in his hand. As the page of the book turned, a halo emerged, reflecting his face red.

Mice closed the door and came to the young man and said, "Can we read this book?"

"No, this is not something you can touch. It will affect people's minds. At that time, you will be as crazy as him." The young man glanced at the black mask on the ground.

"How is he?" Ron asked.

"He went where he should go, with his men."

"Ron, what do you think is the best way to deal with these people?" Millis suddenly asked.