Chapter 1294: Blood Devil

Chapter 1294: Blood Devil

Fatty was caught the moment he entered the city.

He arrived just in time to become a living sacrifice.

In the blood pot, bloodwater boiled, emitting a pungent, fishy stench.

On the altar, a person holding a soul-summoning banner jumped up and down, looking like a shaman performing a ritual. As he jumped, he chanted incessantly like a madman.

“Wu la la~…”

“Wu la la~…”

“Hei ha~!”

A person wearing a devil mask suddenly stretched out his hands, knelt abruptly on the ground, and shouted, “Ten thousand techniques soar to the sky, blood sacrifice to the devils, yi ya ya~…”

“Someone come!”

“Bring them all up to me!”

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

Fatty was trembling with fear, “Damn it! This young master finally found a pretty girl and hasn’t even lost his virginity yet, but today I’m going to die here. This stupid damned mission!”

“If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have accepted such a dangerous mission!”

As he spoke, Liu Zhan was lifted up by two people.

Luo Tian watched all of this quietly from a distance. Logically speaking, even if Fatty didn’t fight back, he should have at least struggled a little. Yet, he showed absolutely no resistance.

Luo Tian’s heart tightened, “Could it be that these people are all under mind control?”

Moreover, besides Fatty, there were a few other people he recognized in the crowd.

Three members of the Jianting Battle Team!

“They didn’t sit back to reap the benefits?” Luo Tian was somewhat surprised. He had assumed the Jianting Battle Team would be lurking outside the city, waiting for the chance to strike at the last moment. He hadn’t expected them to have already arrived in Four Seas City. Judging by the situation, they were most likely all injured.

However, Luo Tian didn’t see Brother Jianting.

At this moment, Fatty had already been brought up to the altar.

A man wearing a ghost mask waved a soul-summoning banner around Fatty a few times before saying in a gloomy tone, “You are students of the Misty Cloud Academy. Your blood is most suitable for refining devils. Once the refinement is complete today, my Devil Refining Art will improve once again.”

Liu Zhan said viciously, “Come on then! Eighteen years from now, I’ll be a hero again! And I’ll definitely fuck over your bullshit Seven Fiends Devil Sect!” Ꞧ𝖆₦ỗ฿Ɛ𐌔

“Still so stubborn even when death is imminent.”

The ghost-faced man then shouted, “Throw him into the blood pot for me!”

“Order received!”

With that command, two people lifted Fatty up, preparing to toss him into the pot.

At that moment, a person walked out from the shadows.

It was Brother Jianting.

He had injuries on his chest and thigh, and his face was slightly pale. He shouted in a heavy voice, “Hold on!”

A team member also followed him from behind.

That person looked somewhat unhappy as he whispered, “Big Brother, why care about whether he lives or dies? If not for this fatty, we wouldn’t be in this mess. Now you want to come out and save him? Just let him die.”

“Besides, we can barely protect ourselves. And you are heavily injured…”

Before he could finish, Jianting furrowed his brows and said, “He is a student of the Misty Cloud Academy. That alone is reason enough for me to save him. One thing is one thing; if we see a junior in danger and don’t save him, how are we any different from a devil academy?”

Fatty himself was a bit stunned, thinking he had heard wrong.

Brother Jianting actually wanted to save him?

Was there something wrong with his ears? This was something impossible, right?

They had a bet involving kneeling and apologizing, yet he was still willing to save him?

Hidden in the shadows, Luo Tian was also surprised. His impression of Jianting changed a bit because those words had touched his heart.

Jianting stepped forward, releasing his Myriad Illusions aura to its peak. He landed instantly below the altar, pointed his sword at the ghost-faced man, and said, “This is the territory of the orthodox sects! You devil sect members massacred the city and dared to attack disciples of my Misty Cloud Academy? Aren’t you afraid that the Misty Cloud Academy will extinguish your Seven Fiends Devil Sect?”

“Hahaha…”

“I thought you ran away like a dog, and didn’t expect you to dare show up again. There is a path to heaven you refuse to take, yet you’ve decided to barge through the gates to hell. Kid, this time I won’t let you leave alive. Your blood will be my best supplement, hahaha…”

The ghost-faced man suddenly shook the soul-summoning banner in his hand, chanting words under his breath. At that moment, a dripping wet person actually crawled out of the blood pot!

Blood in the shape of a person.

The blood on the person’s body constantly gathered and condensed, finally taking shape.

It took less than ten seconds.

A devil!

Brother Jianting furrowed his brow. Watching the blood-colored devil leap from the altar and land directly in front of him, the hideous face made his heart tremble with fear. He couldn’t help but take a half-step back.

Liu Zhan had witnessed the power of the devils and immediately shouted loudly, “Brother Jianting, forget about me! Take your people and run quickly! Remember to tell my boss to avenge me!”

Brother Jianting stared wide-eyed before saying, “As a student of the Misty Cloud Academy, I will absolutely not abandon a junior. This is the conviction I held when entering the academy!”

After saying that, he thrust his sword out and shouted, “Heavenly Wheel Sword Art!”

“Sword Wheel!”

The sword stabbed out, the blade piercing directly through the blood-colored devil’s body. In that instant, Jianting shouted, “Sword Wheel, explode!”

Dozens of rotating sword wheels erupted from the blade of his sword, slicing recklessly inside the blood-colored devil’s body.

The rapid movement of the sword wheels was clearly visible beneath the surface of the devil’s body.

If he were a human, he would already be dead by now.

But the blood-colored devil didn’t move an inch, nor did it feel any pain. Its two eyes stared unblinkingly at Jianting.

The ghost-faced man sneered, “The devils I refine don’t feel pain at all. Even if you chop off his head, he still won’t die. Kid, you’ve made your move, so now it’s my turn, right?”

As soon as those words faded, he shouted explosively, “Twist his head off for me!”

The devil’s eyes moved.

Like a robot receiving a command, it completely ignored the sword in its body and lunged forward. There were no techniques, as it simply rushed over, attempting to strangle Jianting’s neck.

Brother Jianting’s face turned ashen. He pushed off with both feet to leap straight into the air.

Before he could finish his actions, the top of his head suddenly went dark.

Jianting’s heart sank, “Oh crap!”

“Hahaha…”

“Didn’t expect that, did you? Did you think this was the same devil from before? The current devil has improved by a whole realm compared to the previous one. The essence blood of over three hundred thousand humans in the city has made my devil even stronger, hahaha…”

“Kid, just die for me.”

The ghost-faced man started laughing like crazy.

All routes of retreat were sealed off.

There was no way to escape.

Right at that moment, a trail of flame tore through the sky.

The ghost-faced man watched the ball of flame and sneered, “Humph~, I didn’t expect there to be more people. It looks like quite a few of you from the Misty Cloud Academy came this time. Just as well, the more, the better. This is exactly what I wanted to see, hahaha…”

Right when he was laughing again, a ball of flame descended.

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