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Jian Changsheng did not answer immediately.

He gently rubbed the key in his palm, his eyes searching for something in the crowd, as if he was a little absent-minded.

"Spades!" Sun Bumian called him again.

Jian Changsheng came back to his senses. He hesitated for a moment, then spoke:

"Tell me... who is the Crimson Sky Cultist who gave us the key?"

"The ceremony is about to begin. Are you expecting him to help us?" Sun Bumian immediately shook his head.

“Although I don’t know why he sent us the key, let’s just assume that he is a good man with a conscience… He sent the key secretly, but on the surface he was still torturing us, which means that he didn’t dare to act recklessly in public, at least he was still controlled by other Jiangtian believers and the bishop.

So no matter what, he can't help us after the ceremony begins. I guess secretly delivering a key is the best he can do."

Hearing this, Jian Changsheng hesitated to speak.

Sun Bumian keenly caught the strangeness in his eyes, as if he realized something, and spoke with a strange expression:

"Don't tell me you want to say that guy is a red heart..."

"Uh... is it impossible?"

"Please! What do you think the Red Heart is, a ghost that appears everywhere? This is deep in the Gray Realm, the territory of the Crimson Sky Cult! He is still in the Fusion Sect, how can he be a Crimson Sky Cult member here?" Sun Bumian was speechless.

"You really need to change your bad habits..."

"What's wrong?"

"Whenever a stranger is nice to you, you want to tear off their face to see if they have the Six of Hearts!"

"..."

Before Jian Changsheng could retort, the archbishop and two cardinals had already taken their positions in front of the altar.

At the same time, at the edge of the many Jiangtian believers, a figure in a red robe quietly and silently mixed in with them.

These ordinary believers were dispersed at regular intervals, surrounding the bonfire. Under the reflection of the blazing fire, they looked like a red halo... Perhaps because the number of people had been reduced by nearly half, the red halo surrounding the bonfire looked thin and simple.

Chen Ling just stood outside the crowd. On the one hand, it was to quietly observe everything on the altar from the perspective of a bystander; on the other hand, it was to avoid being exposed for not knowing the process and letting other Jiangtian believers notice anything unusual.

But even though Chen Ling was hiding at the edge, the moment he appeared, there was still a pair of eyes looking here accurately.

It was Jian Changsheng who was used as a sacrifice.

"…What does he want to do?"

Noticing Jian Changsheng's gaze, Chen Ling could only pretend not to see it and honestly played the role of an ordinary Jiangtian believer, but several thoughts flashed through his mind.

Could it be that he saw through his disguise?

No... this guy doesn't have such strong reconnaissance ability, he should just be curious about his own identity.

Chen Ling knew Jian Changsheng too well, and guessed his mind right away. Chen Ling was quite confident in his disguise skills, and as long as he wanted, Jian Changsheng would not be able to see any clues...

"The time has come." Zheng Ye stood in the front row of ordinary believers. After looking at the position of the stars in the sky, he spoke in a deep voice.

“&*#!……*!!”

The archbishop standing in front of the altar suddenly roared, scaring Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng and the other two.

Then, he picked up a sharp stone from the table, scratched his palm with force, and bright red blood slowly squeezed out of it, and then slapped it heavily on the surface of the altar!

boom--! !

A loud, dull roar echoed throughout the village.

"Bliss..."

When the archbishop cut his palm, an extremely sweet smell entered Chen Ling's nose. The instinct engraved in his body directly made him secrete a large amount of saliva, which almost dripped from the corners of his mouth...

But Chen Ling's reaction was still very quick. He immediately suppressed his desire to eat and swallowed all his saliva into his stomach with a gulp.

Chen Ling's small movements were very subtle, and none of the surrounding Jiangtian believers noticed anything unusual...

Except for one person.

Someone who was locked in front of the stone fortress and had been keeping a close eye on Chen Ling, was stunned at first when he saw Chen Ling swallowing his saliva, then he seemed to feel something familiar, and frowned slightly as he began to think...

Then, he opened his mouth slightly in shock, and looked at Chen Ling as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes bright as stars! !

Jian Changsheng was visibly excited.

Chen Ling:......

Chen Ling saw this scene from the corner of her eye and had a bad feeling in her heart...

As the archbishop cut his palm and slammed it heavily on the altar, the other two cardinals followed suit, each cutting one of their palms and pressing them on the surface of the altar. Three pools of blood flowed down along the unique guide grooves on the altar and finally gathered into the blazing bonfire.

boom--! ! !

The flames behind Jian Changsheng and the other two suddenly exploded, and then a deep red color emerged strangely.

The scorching flames danced wildly in the air, and the surging heat waves even began to ignite the corners of Jian Changsheng and the other two's clothes. Sun Busian watched the flames running wildly in front of him and couldn't help but speak again:

"It's too late. We can only fight them!"

"No! Wait a minute!" Jian Changsheng stared at Chen Ling, "Things can't be that simple... There must be something unexpected!!"

"Change? What kind of change?" Sun Bumian followed his gaze and saw that ordinary Jiangtian believer. He clicked his tongue and said, "Heitao, I think you are possessed by a demon."

"I didn't! I bet!! That thing is 100% true! If not, I will take your last name from now on!!"

"???"

Before Sun Bumian could say anything, the crimson torch behind him surged into the sky like a tornado, as if connecting to another space in the void, blowing up all the sand on the ground.

“#（*&￥）!!”

The archbishop pressed his palm firmly on the center of the altar, maintaining the torch that shot up into the sky. He growled, and the two cardinals seemed to have received some kind of order, and their eyes simultaneously turned to Jian Changsheng and others under the torch.

They walked towards it.

Jian Changsheng and others realized that it was time for the sacrifice to take effect. The torch containing the power of the Red Star had already connected to the distant Red Star. Now the Crimson Sky followers needed to transmit the "coordinates" of the Earth.

Sun Bumian's face was extremely gloomy. He exchanged glances with Jiang Xiaohua and Jian Changsheng. The next moment, the stone locks on the three of them were unlocked at the same time!

bang-

The heavy stone lock fell to the ground with a few muffled sounds. Many Jiangtian believers were slightly stunned when they saw this scene.

Just when Sun Bumian was about to fight them, the ground beneath their feet suddenly collapsed, smoke and dust flew, and the three of them fell directly into the ground and disappeared without a trace...

Sun Bumian looked at the deep hole under his feet, and his eyes changed from astonishment to surprise:

"The old senior is worthy of being an old senior. He is still very reliable at the critical moment!"