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Tomorrow is the great day of the empire once every ten years.

Carnival festival.

This festival has a tradition for many years, and it is said that it can be traced back to thousands of years ago.

The prototype of the festival was to worship an evil **** named Sadha Hegla. Since the history of the festival thousands of years ago, the animals of the empire have worshipped this evil **** madly. Morning prayers, afternoon prayers and evening prayers do not end, which can be called fanaticism.

The name of Cthulhu/'s/ could not be simulated by any kind of vocal cords, so they imprinted the Latin transliteration of Cthulhu on every building in the empire, and there were even signs of evil/religion and altars everywhere.

Every ten years, the Order will borrow the circus venue to hold a festival in the center of the circus.

The more you believe in evil gods, the more cruel the content of the ceremonies.

For example, carnival festivals.

The content of their ceremonies is a bit like the Aztec civilization of Mesoamerica in ancient times in the real world. Choose satisfactory sacrifices for the Cthulhu, and then compulsively pour the ecstasy/phantom medicine for the sacrifice. If the Cthulhu is not satisfied, use a sharp knife to live open the chest of the sacrifice, take out the beating heart, and place it on the altar. . If the Cthulhu is satisfied, then the sacrifice will be tied to a pile of firewood, lit a raging fire, and burned to the gods in the sky.

What is even more frightening is that this set of cruel sacrificial activities has been continued and has never been changed.

Because in the historical records, they have really summoned the evil gods, and even...the evil gods have realized their wishes.

The manifestation of miracles will only make the believers more fanatical, pious, and crazy.

The day before the ceremony, the sky fell into darkness and there was no day.

This is the abnormal weather caused by the magical wizards of the cult, because the magical magic must be performed at night.

"Oh... listen to the voices outside, it seems that many guests have already arrived?"

The wild boar's ears moved, and he heard cheers outside the circus tent.

The head of the circus with the mane was letting his servant comb his hair and put a thick layer of hairspray.

The head of the circus, as a partner of the order, should naturally be present.

"Yes, the group leader, many guests have already come."

The Fox Doctor, who was still in the veterinary hospital arguing about humans, is now styling the circus leader with a low eyebrow. The scalpel flew in his hand, and the mane was neatly repaired.

"Are those performing humans ready?"

When the rabbit management of the circus came in to report, the wild boar burped lazily.

"It's ready, it's all handed over to the cult. They said they will arrange everything."

"Humph." The head of the circus snorted coldly: "If it weren't for the great figures and the Duke of the Royal City tonight..."

In previous years, the religious groups held festivals directly in the square, and only with the special approval of the king could they borrow the venues of the Royal Circus.

"You really don't need to worry about this. If you fail to achieve what it was 20 years ago, the royal family will definitely condemn the cult after the festival." The rabbit proficiently slapped the flattery: "The circus is backed by the royal family, this group Even if all human beings are here, the sect is convicted, and your Majesty will never forget the circus's contribution to domesticating these humans."

The circus also manages underground farms on weekdays. Some of the carefully cultivated humans are bought by the nobles and kept as pets in mansions, and some are detained by the circus and kept in cages for training day and night. Actor in the circus.

This carnival festival also needs these human opening performances to add to the excitement.

I just don't know if the nasty guys in the sect will target the actors carefully cultivated by these circus.

"Indeed, this year the sect has caught two blue bloods that are said to be highly compatible. Don't worry, you should only need those two sacrifices this year, as well as the animal waste paid by each visitor. enough."

The wild boar did not speak, but his expression became more relaxed.

It waved the trotters, "Okay, you go to the backstage to monitor the status of today's festival preparations, don't go wrong."

At twelve o'clock tonight, the carnival festival will be held as scheduled.

All the animals in this Super S Grade dungeon, nobles or civilians, will go to the square to participate in the grand festival held every ten years.

Nowadays, there are colorful lights in the square, and colorful lanterns are hung everywhere, giving it a sense of oldness and absurdity from the 1970s in New York. Further afield, orchestras wearing human hair woven into knitted hats, holding flutes and cellos, played unknown and strange joyful tunes at the corners of the circus.

Countless animals gathered around the circus, all of them wearing exaggerated costumes and uniform black pointed hats on their heads.

Some of these animals came with a carriage or on foot. But no matter how they come, they will hold a human with chains and collars in their hands. There are "horses" branded on the backs of human beings, as well as "pigs", "chickens", "duck" and "gooses" branded on their backs.

The members of the cult waiting outside the square checked the identities of their animals one by one and linked the lock to it.

"Don't jump in line, don't jump in line, one sacrifice corresponds to one."

The identities of the core members of the order are easy to identify, because they are the only ones wearing black cloaks and peaked hats, hiding themselves behind the darkness, even their faces are not real.

A little hamster bounced around holding his mother's hand and pointing at the ice cream in the ice cream truck.

"Mom, I want to eat that!"

"Okay, let's go buy it now."

The hamster patted its head and passed the rein in his hand. Take the little hamster over there to buy snacks.

The black cloak pulled the reins, and the human being crawling with both hands and feet on the ground was arbitrarily pulled onto the scale by him.

He kicked an impatiently. "It's only sixty pounds... but it's really a beggar. This pig has been raised into such a skinny appearance. Throw it to the secondary sacrifice."

The sight of the other black cloak was moved back from the frozen human blood ice cream cart behind him, and he obediently led the human reins and classified it into the stables of the sub-sacrifice.

It is said that it is a stable, but it is actually a boundary scribbled with wooden fences.

The humans inside looked like crooked winter melons and cracked dates, with wide mouths, dizzy eyes and dripping saliva.

These humans are of little value. They were born to be raised as meat and poultry and used as livestock for the animals to eat, so naturally they are not as good-looking humans as able to receive language education.

"So many sacrifices, it should be enough."

The second black cloak glanced at the dense humans in the stable, and asked casually.

"No, it's not enough, it's far worse than it was 20 years ago."

The first black cloak glanced casually, and continued to deal with the next guests.

Any grand festival requires enough sacrifices, especially the summoning of the incarnation of the Supreme God in the Sussex Manuscript.

"Why do I seem to think that there were not as many sacrifices 20 years ago as there are now?"

Zong Jiu, wearing a black cloak, began to lie.

While lying, he also had a conversation in the subsystem.

It is known that the survivors 20 years ago also had ten-sided dice. If Zong Jiu throws a charm, he needs to have a charm confrontation with the members of the cult. If the opponent’s psychology skills are high and Zong Jiu’s charm fails, he and Tu Yumen finally stun a survivor and take off the other’s clothes. The painstakingly disguised as such a plan is equivalent to abandoning all previous efforts. , It is really not worth the loss.

[Words 21/30, your throwing result is successful]

[So you start to whistle around and test each other with words without a trace to get more information]

[Note that the opponent also has the ten-sided dice and KP. If the opponent detects a problem and uses psychology on you, it is very likely that your skills will be exposed]

However, the real members of the cult did not find the empty cliché loopholes in his words.

"Twenty years ago, the preparations were all pigs, cows and sheep. Can these "pigs", "cows" and "lambs" be the same now?"

"Furthermore, have you forgotten what happened ten years ago? If "He" is not satisfied with the sacrifice, disaster will come down. If we continue to believe in Him, the world will become more and more crazy. If we continue to stay in this world, It will only become more distorted, it would be better to fight this and get out of the infinite loop."

Finally some intelligence came out.

Zong Jiu sighed in his heart.

For several hours in the past, he and Tu Yumen tried to break into the circus, and the other tried to break into the order.

Tu Yumen was good, and he didn't pay attention to choosing a role to serve tea and water in the circus, and now it is estimated that it is not up or down. Zong Jiu was also miserable. This cult member seemed to be a survivor who was not valued in the team, and did not have much right to speak. After participating in a brief rally in the cult meeting room, he was assigned to the square to see the ticket. , There are no clues, so much time was wasted in vain.

Now it is only half a day before the energy of the ten-sided dice runs out.

They also need more intelligence.

It also happened to be at this time when the Tuyumen on the other side heard the extremely bad news again.

The so-called leaks happen to be rain at night, and people are unlucky when they drink cold water.

In the study room below the circus, the senior officials of the sect were counting the sacrifices to be used in the festival, while chatting casually.

Just now, the Onmyoji master saw that they had carried human blood and brushes to the circus stage, and drew the summoning array on the stage.

Once the summoning array is drawn, he and the magician will have no room for resistance and will definitely be summoned again.

They must seize the time to find out how to contact the main system before that.

"Escape? It's absolutely impossible."

One person picked up a pen and drew a red cross on the head of the sacrifice, and then ordered other subordinates to bring down the sacrifices with good color, and first put a layer of blood on the altar to preheat it.

"We prepared these two sacrifices, not for the incarnation to come."

"Only when the Supreme God descends here can it be possible to realize the wish."

"Of course, if the Supreme God descends, the two survivors may really be able to contact the main system."

"But don't forget, only satisfactory sacrifices can make the Supreme God descend. Isn't this the purpose of us having spent so much effort to pull them from the main system?"

"He is very satisfied with the sacrifice this time."