I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 616: Indiscriminate Attraction

"Wang Jincheng, why are you here?"

A voice came from a distance. Wang Jincheng turned his head and saw a figure wearing a black and white spotted shirt standing there, his eyes full of surprise.

Wang Jincheng had seen this man before. Last time, he and two other halls participated in the encirclement and suppression of "Spade 6" and "Heart 9", and finally won with a nearly crushing attitude.

The eighth hall, Yang Muquan.

"I received your message for help and rushed over." Wang Jincheng smiled weakly.

"You are so seriously injured, why are you running around?" Yang Muquan frowned immediately, "Our Fushenghui people are already rushing here, you should not force yourself in this state, just stay aside."

Wang Jincheng glanced behind him. Indeed, three or four members of Fushenghui had arrived here, but because the intersection area of ​​the gray world was too large, the distance of others might be farther, and it would take time for them to rush over.

At this moment, these people were surrounding a semi-ruined site, standing on the roofs of several taller buildings, looking into the distance with solemn faces... In that direction, dozens of figures in red robes were gathering together, and a giant ring drawn with blood exuded a disgusting smell.

"Is this... the Beidou Consortium?" Wang Jincheng looked at the place where those people were, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Although most of the buildings here have become ruins, Wang Jincheng had just come here to attend a birthday banquet not long ago, so he could recognize it. The gathering place of these Jiangtian believers was chosen to be in the Beidou Financial Group. Was it a coincidence, or...

"Yes." Yang Muquan said in a deep voice, "We have people patrolling here before. Logically, such a large-scale gathering of Jiangtian believers will inevitably cause serious civilization regression and will be easily discovered... But I passed by here several times before and didn't find anything unusual.

I guess they should be hiding deep underground, so their aura didn't affect the surrounding environment, but now they are trying to perform a "world-destroying" level summoning ritual, so they took the initiative to return to the surface."

Wang Jincheng narrowed his eyes and said coldly:

"So, the old thing Mu Chunsheng is also unrelated to this matter "It has nothing to do with it."

"Now is not the time to pursue this... The Jiangtian Cult's ceremony has already begun. If we don't find a way to stop them, if they really bring about the [Xi] disaster, the entire Red Dust Realm will be finished."

"What should we do now?"

"We can only force our way in before they complete the ceremony."

"Can we kill them in?" Wang Jincheng frowned, "There are too many people gathered, and there are two bishops sitting in charge. I can feel the Shinto skills starting to go out of control from such a distance. If I get closer, I'm worried..."

"There is no other way. Are we just standing here and watching them complete the ceremony? As long as we can get close to them, even if we can't kill them all, it's good to reduce some of their numbers..."

Wang Jincheng opened his mouth, but didn't know how to refute.

At the same time,

On the ruins of the Beidou Consortium, densely packed Jiangtian Cult members gathered together. Everyone's position seemed to have been strictly adjusted. Looking down from above, it looked like a huge red circle.

Two red-robed men stood in the center of the circle, one pointing to the sky, the other pointing to the ground, their fang-filled mouths opened, gasping in the sighing wind.

"Huff, huff, huff!!!"

This meaningless panting sounded like a signal to the other Jiangtian believers. They simultaneously pulled out a sharp dagger from their waists and cut a bloody wound on each wrist.

Blood flowed from the wrists, staining everyone's hands blood red, and rolled down the fingertips to the ground. The blood of dozens of people merged together, like a bloody ocean spreading around...

The Jiangtian believers surrounding the two bishops knelt down on the ground at the same time, their palms and foreheads completely immersed in the blood, like devout believers whispering prayers:

"Supreme Jiangtian Savior Supreme...Supreme Jiangtian Savior Supreme...Supreme Jiangtian Savior Supreme..."

...

"Huh?"

Not far from the Beidou Consortium, Meihua J seemed to sense something and turned his head to look in this direction.

"What? Did you find the way?" The frowning Red Heart 9 ignited a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"...No, but it seems to be quite lively there."

"Lively? How lively?"

Before Red Heart 9 finished speaking, he saw a wisp of red smoke so thin that it was almost invisible, slowly rising into the sky from that direction, and an indescribable sense of oppression came from afar.

Red Heart 9 had never felt such an aura before. Under the red smoke, the divine way in his body seemed to be shaky.

"That is..."

"Let's go and take a look?"

"Let's go!"

Red Heart 9 nodded without hesitation, thinking that since they didn't know the way anyway, it would be good to go and see the excitement. What if they could meet acquaintances there, or know the surrounding roads?

As the two of them approached the Beidou Consortium at a rapid speed, a sea of ​​blood slowly appeared in front of their eyes.

Scarlet figures knelt up and down in the sea of ​​blood, and the pious chanting sounded through the sky. The aura that made Red Heart 9 feel oppressive was drifting out from the blood of these people. After merging with each other, it gathered on the two bishops in the center, condensed into a faint red smoke, and floated into the sky.

"Jiangtian Cultists? What are they doing?" Red Heart 9 asked in confusion.

"Trying to attract the attention of 'Destroying the World'."

"Attracting the attention of 'Destroying the World'?"

"The power of the Jiangtian Sect essentially comes from the breath of the red star contained in their bodies. They can control these breaths through rituals and guide the gray world to intersect with reality... So the only thing they can summon is the gray world itself. For the things in it, Disasters, they actually have no means of 'summoning' them.

But there is one thing... Although I don’t know why yet, the power of Red Star seems to have a strong attraction to ‘world-destroying’ level disasters.

In other words, a 'world-destroying' level disaster will chase the Red Star, deliberately or unconsciously. "

"I've never heard of this statement..."

"I also accidentally heard what a 'K' said. And this situation only exists in the 'ninth level'. Ordinary disasters will not have this reaction. So theoretically, Jiangtian believers can use bloodletting to , take the initiative to let the Red Star breath out of the body to a greater extent. As long as there are enough Jiangtian believers participating and the total amount of blood is enough, the Red Star breath contained in it will be extremely strong.

This rich red star aura is like a bonfire in the eyes of 'Destruction', it is very conspicuous, so there is a high probability that they will be attracted... which is the so-called 'summoning'. "

The 9 of Hearts nodded slightly. The next moment, he seemed to have remembered something, and his expression suddenly became strange:

"Wait a minute, you're saying that this thing is not actually directional like the summons from the gray world... but that all 'world-destroying' levels may be attracted to it?"

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