Cthulhu Gonfalon

Screaming God, begging for rap, mourning.

The sounds gradually became low, and finally only the strange breathing sound echoed in the air.

Several people wrapped in heavy black robes placed a corpse in the magical array according to the strange law. The blood flowing out of the scorpion dyed the magic array into a scarlet, and the flowing blood formed along the tunnel that was excavated beforehand. In the array.

And that strange breathing sound came from the magical star magic array constructed by blood.

A man wrapped in a red robe stood outside the magical array and stared at it all coldly. When all the bodies were placed, the black robes came out, and he took out a thick book with a golden cover and read a long spell.

His voice is very small, but there is a rhythm that makes people feel uncomfortable. Along with his curse, the strange breathing in the magic array became more and more intense. In the end, it was like pulling a bellows, and the snoring sounded non-stop.

Not only that, but the star-shaped magical array of blood has also trembled, and it looks like there is a heart hidden in it. The sound of breathing is getting louder and louder, and the ground is trembled more and more. There is a horrible thing hidden in the ground, which seems to come out at any time.

But when the strange breathing and the vibration of the ground almost reached the extreme, the red robe stopped.

"That's enough." He whispered in a harsh voice. "That's it."

When he finished, he took the black robes and walked away. He didn't even return his head, leaving only the magical array that still snorted, and the ground that kept shaking.

After about half an hour, a group of holy warriors roared with the rush of horseshoes. They looked at the dozens of bodies on the ground, listening to the strange breathing, and watching the ground still shaking, one eyebrows locked.

"Sure enough, it is the squad!" said the middle-aged samurai, who was headed. "This is the third time! Which evil organization is doing this evil sacrifice!"

The nearby holy warriors were already busy, and they took out the refined high-purity holy water and poured it toward the magical array. It seems that the holy water that falls to the magical array falls into the magical array, but it sounds like the sound of falling on the red iron block, and the black smoke rises, then dissipates under the priest's spells, leaving no Half traces.

The strange breathing sound slowly weakened, and the vibration of the ground slowly subsided. In the end, except for the traces of the slaughter, even the magical array of the painting disappeared.

“What exactly are those people thinking?” Until then, the clergy had time to chat. A young samurai asked the priest who was resting. "They obviously can hurry up to complete the summoning before we arrive, but why do we just stop it? It is like this three times."

"Probably because they themselves are really afraid of the horrible monsters from the lower plane." The old pastor said, "The kind of thing does not know what is friendly, but does not know what rules or etiquette. For them, Life is constantly fighting and swallowing. Once they are summoned to the world, the summoner must be the first to be unlucky."

"In this case, why do they have to summon these things?" asked the samurai.

The old priest shook his head: "I don't know. To be honest, I am as confused as you. Over the years, I have fought with countless cultists and ambitions. Those guys have no 'dangerous' or 'stakes' in their minds. They are almost half-mad, as long as they can summon the monsters from the lower planes, not to mention the killing sacrifices, even if they want to use their own sacrifices, there is no problem. Like those who have met these three times The cultist, I have never heard of it before."

"Is there any other conspiracy they have?"

"It's also possible... No, it should be said that they must have other conspiracy, but we haven't found it yet."

"Don't talk nonsense!" The leader of the holy warrior interrupted their chattering. "Hurry up the time to clean up. After the purification is over, we will continue to pursue those fierce villains!"

The samurai nodded with the priest and hurried to continue working.

They used a silver spike that engraved the sacred emblem into the ground, just as it was before the heart beat. After the long silver nails were nailed into the ground, nothing happened at first, but when the priest opened the holy scriptures and sang the hymns of the gods, the silver nails vibrated violently, and more roaring and roaring from the underground. issue.

The voice contains the power of fear. The average person will be dizzy when he listens to it. If he listens, he will be directly comatose. He may even be seriously hurt by the soul. He will sink into the deepest dreams and be troubled by nightmares. Die.

But the clergymen were prepared, and when the roaring and cursing sounded, each of them had a faint white light, which was the holy emblem that they carried with them. At this moment, they played a role, and the partition came from the lower layer. The temptation and curse of the plane.

After a long time, the roaring and cursing sounds completely disappeared, and the ground returned to its former appearance. No, unlike before, if you look closely, you can see that the ground is faintly blue and white, letting people watch. There is a sacred feeling.

“Completed.” The pastor who presided over the ceremony said, “This place will never be used again as a place for demon sacrifices and summons.”

The older holy warrior nodded and sighed and said: "The number of victims has exceeded forty. I really hope to catch the group of gangsters as soon as possible!"

"It's not easy. They are like this every time. The ceremony ran halfway through the ceremony. After we arrived, we were busy to stop the ceremony first. When we were busy here, they also ran far away." The samurai said angrily, "We need to increase the number of people!"

"That's impossible." The leader of the holy warrior shook his head. "In the vicinity, there are people who can be transferred. I have already transferred it. Even if I want to increase it, no one can increase it."

"I think... we can find foreign aid." The old pastor suggested that "only if we don't have a church enough, we will pull the rest of the good gods."

The leader of the samurai meditated for a while, still shaking his head.

"I always feel that the things that people have to do are not that simple. Maybe they are setting traps, enticing us to bring together the priests of the good gods nearby, and then we will kill us all..."

"Goodness must overcome evil!" a young samurai screamed.

"Goodness must overcome evil. It is considered from a historical perspective. But history is subject to twists and turns. In history, the situation of large-scale evil superiority has occurred more than once." The samurai leader shook his head, "so We can't take it lightly, we must make sure that we can win!"

They had been discussing for a long time, and finally they finally made up their minds, and once again, they followed the horseshoe prints left by the black robes and screamed and chased them up.

In any case, they can't let go of this group of mad villains!