Byron City, some abandoned factory.

A gentleman in his thirties, handsome, wearing a dark evening dress, who seemed to be going to a banquet, raised his glasses and looked at the pure white sun in the air.

"Has it started? Richardson, Charleske...you want to trick me away so that you can occupy the Holy Grail by yourself? This is impossible..."

"It's just that the ceremony still takes time to prepare, so I will play this game with you... Haha, you have found an opponent for me, why don't I? How can someone who can take the key from the gluttony guy be simple?"

He murmured to himself, as if he didn't see the surroundings at all.

“'Gourmet' Sanil!”

Among the besiegers, Brown, the Archbishop of Sisui Church, came out and said righteously: "The numerous crimes you have committed should also be judged."

"You don't understand, eating is an art...it's like hundreds of thousands of people in this ceremony..."

A mad look appeared on Sanil's face: "The ritual of flesh and blood has begun. All ordinary people in Byron are sacrifices dedicated to God... They will turn into untiring, mad beasts driven by hunger and thirst, attacking each other wildly. This is the 'eating stage'. After they kill all their similarities nearby, there will be no other food, and they will fall into a crazier 'eating stage'... Such sacrifices are full of filth, madness, and thirsty blood... Our Lord will feel the supreme pleasure for this!"

Brown frowned, knowing that the other party was right.

At this time, Byron City had become a dish of gods.

Ordinary people who cannot fight against this influence are the purest sacrifices!

However, even if you know that you and others are trapped, you cannot leave easily. After all, the "Gourmet" is a major criminal who is wanted by the federal government!

Sanil looked at the people surrounding him, and his expression became extremely excited: "Hunting and being hunted are the eternal laws of nature... I thank you! Thank you for providing me with food! I will eat yours with gratitude."

"Sure enough, the foodie is just a pure madman!"

Brown had a solemn expression and felt a constant pressure in the void.

That is the spiritual pressure from the "perfect person". The higher the level of mysterious people, the more they can feel the horror.

Bang!

Finally, an investigator from the Special Affairs Bureau could no longer bear it and took the lead in firing the shot.

The bullet landed on the surface of Sanil's body and was bounced away by an invisible barrier.

The next moment, Sanil's figure suddenly turned into a afterimage.

Bang bang!

Countless interlaced lines of fire flooded his body, but just as Sanir was about to be beaten into a honeycomb, he turned into a phantom, passed through the rain of bullets without any injuries, and came to an investigator.

At this time, Sanil had become a little giant with a height of three meters, a demon-like goat horn, and slender fingernails.

It grabbed a prey easily and stuffed the other party into its mouth, causing blood to fall down with fragments of flesh and blood.

“Great hospitality!”

The monster that Sanil incarnated saluted and thanked him very gentlemanly, and his figure turned into nothingness among many attacks.

The body of the "perfect person" can freely transform between entities and spirits, and has long ignored most of the ordinary guns.

But he obviously not only that.

Since the Special Affairs Bureau knew that it would encircle the "Gourmets", it would definitely equip members with spiritual bullets, but even so, it still could not penetrate the phantom of his incarnation.

Obviously, this is an extremely special bloodline ability!

"God said... I came to this world and I would endure suffering..."

At this moment, an old white man who had been standing next to Bishop Brown but had no sense of existence spoke slowly.

He was wearing a broken cloth robe and barefoot, looking like a monk.

Bishop of the Seven Difficulties Church in Byron City - Martin!

As Martin kept chanting spells, he took out silver sacrificial knives and inserted them on himself.

puff!

When the first knife fell on Martin's shoulder, the demon Sanil's incarnation also twitched his shoulder and his movements suddenly slowed down.

Seeing this, Martin remained unchanged and inserted two knives into his left and right thighs.

Sanil roared, and his movement speed suddenly decreased a lot.

When Brown saw this scene, he stretched out his right hand from under the priest's robe.

On his right hand was a revolver with a unique shape.

"Si Sui is here!"

Brown praised and fired five shots in a row.

Sanil suddenly felt that his "time feeling" was disturbed, confused and became confused.

Before he could react, five huge blood holes were broken on the huge demon body.

With magical item-level guns, the spiritual bullets shot out, combined with Brown's special abilities, are enough to bring heavy damage to the body of the gourmet!

...

Byron City, suburb.

"The sixth time, the Blood Cup War..."

Sara looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

At this moment, she was standing respectfully behind a man in black.

"This time, the Holy Grail and the Blood of Eternal Life must belong to our Holy Blood School!"

The leader of the Holy Blood School smiled and said, "The other schools have fallen, but our school is the most prosperous... The foodie Sanil, the old skinned Richardson, and the Holy Grail Charles Charsk... The only opponents we need to pay attention to are these three, among which Sanil was besieged..."

Sara's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something.

She felt that she seemed to have forgotten something important, but she could not remember it...

...

Above the wreckage of the Whisperer's Bar.

Zhong Shenxiu looked up and looked up at the pure white sun, feeling that it was somewhat similar to the pure white wilderness.

‘It turns out that this ritual has a part of relying on the power of the Pure White Wilderness?’

As the eternal six-way marker of the spiritual world, it is not surprising that many rituals point to them.

There are even many occult scholars who believe that these six great signs are miracles, wonders of the spiritual world, and even creations that are not inferior to those great beings!

‘Of course, it’s just the beginning… the power of the ritual will burn all the illuminated souls, and it is very dangerous for ordinary people who have not passed through the dark gate…’

But he wasn't too worried.

Julie and others in the bar were protected by him, and his relatives and subordinates had the protective power he gave.

After all, this ceremony only borrows a trace of the power of the pure white wilderness, rather than allowing everyone to pass through the pure white wilderness!

"Did you feel it? My Lord's joy?"

Charles Kerman said, and there were already monsters transformed by members of the sects cup by cup.

"The garbage should be swept into the garbage dump."

Zhong Shenxiu reached out and gently stroked the rune of the arm transformed by the three-eyed feather snake.

Dozens of snow-white feathers shot into the bodies of the flesh and blood monsters.

Most of these ugly monsters are the followers of the Black Blood Lord. Some of them were slightly shocked, as if nothing had happened, while others twitched and fell to the ground and died.

"It's a good bloodline power."

Richardson grabbed a feather and let it invade his body. He smiled strangely: "It's a pity... it's still far from enough to deal with our 'perfect ones'!"

"Is that true?"

Zhong Shenxiu raised his arm slightly, and in the air, a phantom of a three-eyed feather snake suddenly appeared, vibrating its wings.
Chapter completed!