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In the dim basement, the high altar was cold and silent. The dark stone was covered with blood. The people tied to the altar struggled helplessly, watching their blood light up the strange runes one by one.

Below the altar, a group of people hiding in dark cloaks covered their true faces. While chanting strange hymns loudly, they cut their flesh and blood, letting the blood fall on the ground and flow along the ripples of the sacrificial magic circle.

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Outside the basement, a group of people have surrounded the noble manor. Among them are priests of the Dawn Church wearing white holy robes, mages wearing crimson robes, and Thorn Knights who are hidden under dark knight armor, and finally a large number of city-state guards.

"Stop! This is a private manor. According to the laws of the Principality, no one is qualified to break in without a special order!"

The gray-haired old butler stood out tremblingly, blocking everyone, and warned everyone with a righteous face.

The leader didn't need to say anything, just waved his hand, and immediately the silent guards came forward and dragged the butler down.

A group of people rushed into the manor.

The door of the basement was broken open, and many black-robed people who were praying for the evil god to come in a fanatical atmosphere turned around.

A large area of ​​dazzling holy light swept down from the door, and everyone felt that every organ in their body was ignited, and the whole person seemed to melt in this strong holy light.

They let out indescribable screams, and their bodies twisted in the light.

The knights quickly blocked the entire scene, and the red-robed wizards chanted magic syllables to destroy the altar.

Some people were still struggling, cursing: "Damn it! Damn stupid red robes, they easily surrendered to the church and became Sivis's lackeys! Damn Sogus, the Magic Council is really untrustworthy!"

"Just wait, sooner or later you will be driven into the garbage dump by the Dawn Church like wild dogs!"

The voices of these people became lower and lower, and finally they were completely dragged out. But the red-robed wizards in the field were unmoved, and they were too lazy to even give a change of eyes.

Since the complete defeat of the Magic Council, the Dawn Church has taken over the entire continent. The changes on the Xia continent in the past few years can be described as changing with each passing day.

The knowledge that was once treasured by the nobles was spread everywhere like cabbage everywhere, and it was no longer a luxury to want to contact extraordinary power--

As long as the mind is pure, the will is firm, and the willingness to keep making progress, everyone has the opportunity to enter the Dawn Church and obtain the teaching of spells and knight-related secrets. Regardless of whether they believe in the Dawn Church or not.

The supreme god will not force anyone to believe freely, but his glory is constantly changing the entire Xiya continent and reversing the fate of countless people.

The nobles who were captured this time were not accidental, and the so-called evil god worship was not a low-probability event. On the contrary, many such cultists had already been captured.

They were indignant about the change in their status in the new era; they could not accept that the civilians who were once suppressed at the bottom had the opportunity to learn knowledge and even trampled on them; what was even more incomprehensible was that the Dawn Church today was no longer like the church in the old god era, where generous donations plus symbolic faith were enough to obtain the church's blessing. On the contrary, every believer in the Dawn Church needs to pass a strict assessment. And this is enough to directly exclude a large number of stupid nobles who can do nothing but wave money.

If this continues, in a few generations, these nobles will completely become ordinary people, and the family glory will no longer exist.

The nobles who could not accept this result chose to worship the evil gods who came out of nowhere, and even used sacrificial magic to communicate with the demons in the abyss.

Until now, hundreds of nobles have been arrested for the crime of offering sacrifice to evil gods.

Therefore, the red-robed wizards who were scolded by these nobles were indifferent. They were already quite skilled in catching people and said directly to the priests of the Dawn Church around them:

"What a group of ignorant, conservative and narrow-minded guys. These people only see the benefits that civilians have gained in this era, but they have not thought that if they are willing to work hard, they will gain far more than ordinary people."

After all, the Dawn Church is not private in imparting all extraordinary powers. Those nobles with a long-term vision have already changed with the arrival of the new era, and the entire family has even taken a step forward.

And their Magic Council is no exception.

The priests nodded in agreement, their tone cold: "These heretics who disrespect our Lord should be brought to the church for trial!"

"Perhaps you don't know yet, the temple issued an order not long ago, anyone who privately worships evil gods and summons demons will be taken to the temple. Become the material for His Highness the Son of God to try to forge the gate to the other world."

"... This is also good, so as not to waste it."

Above the sky, the Temple of Dawn.

On a huge platform that has been thoroughly cleared, hundreds of cultists were thrown here, and the strange magic runes on the platform imprisoned them, and the flickering light kept shuttling around.

In front of the altar, the figure of a young man slowly appeared. He was wearing a snow-white priest uniform, but the collar and cuffs were embroidered with golden patterns. The broken gold-like hair was particularly commensurate with those patterns.

The light of faith slowly rose, and the boy sang in a low voice. The magic elements in the air fluctuated, the altar formation was activated, and the strange light began to extract the blood of everyone and devour their flesh and blood.

Above the altar, there were terrified pleas for mercy, hysterical cries, and even angry abuse and curses.

The boy looked at this scene quietly, with a faint arc on his lips. There was a faint curiosity and expectation in his deep blue eyes. There was only no trace of pity.

In fact, he even sighed with disappointment: "Since you choose to sacrifice the flesh and blood of others, it's your turn, but you don't have the courage to bear the consequences?"

The noisy sound on the altar gradually disappeared, and a dark door slowly emerged in the air. This door made of flesh and blood was dark and heavy, with countless hideous heads of evil ghosts on both sides. The center of the door was covered with scarlet, as if countless blood was splashed on it, leaving an indelible mark.

"Is this the so-called evil god summoned by those people, the other plane where the real body is?"

The red-robed wizard Thorgus, who arrived at some unknown time, looked at the ominous door with a look of doubt, and was also very curious.

Before this, the existence of any evil god had never been heard of on the Xia continent. Only the devils of purgatory and the demons in the abyss were widely sung by the bards. The former is cunning and changeable, and is best at deceiving people. The latter is tyrannical and cruel, and has an unimaginable obsession with conquering the material plane.

The dark door "clanged" and shook, and one after another violent clapping sounded on this empty platform, as if something behind the door was trying hard to get out. When the door shook, some strange breath overflowed. Chaos, depravity, and endless negative emotions gathered together, and anyone with a slightly weak will was likely to be infected.

"Come on, come on, open this door..."

The bewitching whispers rang in the ears of the people present, accompanied by all kinds of tempting illusions. Chu Si stared at the door with interest and walked forward slowly.

He stepped over the blood and body parts on the ground and came to the dark and deep door. Countless evil spirits on the door opened their mouths and roared.

He slowly placed his hand on the center of the scarlet door.

A cold and gloomy breath came from the palm of his hand, as if it would instantly freeze him from body to soul. The holy light of faith emanated from the boy, like a sun dispelling all the cold and ominous breath, and even slowly seeped into the crack of the door.

A surprised voice came from behind the door. The voice was very light, but it was still caught by Chu Si's ears.

"The power of faith? Who are you? How dare you steal the power of God?!"

The bewitching whisper suddenly disappeared, and the existence behind the door asked unimaginable angry questions. The voice was deep, terrifying, sharp and piercing, with infinite malice, like the ghost sounds of countless evil spirits superimposed together. At the same time, bang bang bang bang——

The dark door began to shake wildly, as if the existence inside was desperately hitting it, trying to break free from it.

The author has something to say: The next chapter will be at 9 o'clock in the evening.

By the way, I am a little confused about what to write in the next world. The author has three ideas.

1 A counselor who can cause chaos in the world with one word [ancient]

2 The cursed son of bad luck → Ghost King [modern]

3 The son of a fox in a love story between a human and a demon → Demon King [ancient]

Which story should I write first? I am struggling...

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