"I'm so dizzy..."

Sean raised his head and found himself bound to a pillar. What he saw in his eyes was a cave.

"What's going on in the underground...I'm...?"

His head hurts very much, and he feels like his spiritual exhaustion and he can no longer use any extraordinary power.

"By the way... I conducted a werewolf investigation in the Emerald Forest, and then I met that woman..."

Sean murmured to himself.

At this moment, he realized that he seemed to be on the edge of an altar.

Many black stone pillars stand, most of which are bound by a werewolf.

And beside him, Paul was also there.

"The fourth-level professional...is really strong..."

Sean looked around and finally saw the girl again.

She was wearing a white dress and stood in the center of the ceremony, with an obsidian dagger dripping constantly in her hand.

More importantly, the face looks a little familiar now and seems to have seen it somewhere.

As he watched, the girl easily cut off the werewolf's throat with an obsidian dagger.

Gulugulu!

Blood splattered and fell into the rituals on the ground, but the girl was very calm and walked towards the next victim.

"Let me think about it..." Sean sniffed: "This incense and ritual... Black Death Club! This is the Black Death Club's sacrifice ceremony! All of us are sacrifices!"

The number of bound prisoners is difficult to estimate.

Moreover, most of them are professionals or extraordinary people!

The scale of this sacrifice made Sean's forehead feel cold sweat: "I understand! You want to use werewolf of extraordinary races instead of large-scale ordinary people's sacrifices, because they all live in the dense forest. Even if a group is destroyed, it will be difficult to attract the attention of the Federation... Black Death Club... You are indeed the mastermind behind all this!"

While he was talking, the girl killed a few more werewolfs.

What surprised Sean was that the other party's aura seemed to have become a little deeper.

Finally, the girl came to Shawn.

That very beautiful face made Sean even more surprised.

Immediately, his eyes lit up: "I remember, you are Beatrice!"

After all, I am just an ordinary college classmate. If it weren't for Sulu, Sean might not have remembered this name.

Moreover, it has been so many years since graduation, and Beatrice has experienced drastic changes. It would be abnormal if Sean could recognize him immediately.

"Beatries? Indeed...this is my name."

Beatrice's green eyes stared at Sean, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "I remember you too... that person's friend, Sean! You will be sacrificed to the Lord of Death!"

"Depend on!"

Sean rolled his eyes: "I thought you would let me go for the sake of the old classmate..."

He glanced at the obsidian dagger on Beatres's hand without a trace, and immediately changed the subject in a mess: "Have you defected to the Black Death Club? I have to say, this is a really bad decision... I am a federal civil servant now, and I have a pension plan... The cult organization will definitely not have this, right? My employment is better than you."

Beatrice was unmoved and raised her dagger.

"Wait...what do you want to do so many extraordinary sacrifices?" Sean yelled: "Perform an evil ritual, curse the enemy, or seek your own promotion?"

"Death...can increase my strength."

Beatrice looked at her palm: "It should be honored to be a part of my strength...but you have some use..."

Her dagger fell.

puff!

The hot blood spilled Sean's face.

He opened his eyes and found that it was not him who was stabbed, but Paul next to him.

"Okay... His will was finally forgotten to write it. What a poor little guy..."

Sean seemed to laugh at him, but his expression became colder: "Betris... why did you become like this?"

"Wouldn't it be like this?"

Beatrice was also covered in blood, but her smile was still innocent.

The angel and the devil were unified in her contradictory and coordinatedly.

"And...tell me, where is Sulu?"

The next question she asked made Sean's pupils widen: "You...what are you asking?"

"Sulu Portley! Even if he was hiding from me before, I could occasionally sense him in this world... But this year, he seemed to have really disappeared from the world."

A confused look appeared on Beatrice's face.

"What are you asking him for?" Sean kept murmuring his roommate in his heart, and at the same time, he made up a bloody story for these two people in his heart that could be serialized in the Federal newspaper.

"Find him and kill him!" Beatrice replied naturally.

"Okay..." Sean rolled his eyes, feeling completely desperate about the world: "Sorry... I don't know, the regulations of the Eleventh Bureau are very strict, there are not many holidays, and I have not seen him again since I parted in Nia City..."

Actually, I have seen it, but Sulu hides his identity, and Sean certainly doesn't know it.

"That's a pity... It seems that your position in his heart is not very important, and there is no value in becoming a hostage..."

Beatrice sighed: "Then be part of my strength!"

She pulled out the bloody obsidian dagger and raised it again.

"Dead!"

Sean closed his eyes and began to pray silently.

The next moment, the expected pain did not come.

"Finally found it."

On the contrary, a very familiar voice echoed in my ears.

Sean opened his eyes and found a black-eyed blond young man standing beside him, with a warm smile on his lips.

"Sulu? Your eyes?"

Sean felt as if he was dreaming: "No... Why did you suddenly appear? Am I dreaming?"

"Long time no see, Beatris!"

Sulu didn't care about Sean, but turned around and looked at Beatrix.

He concealed his information in order to accidentally kill Beatrice to solve the mistake left at the beginning!

On his forehead, a pentagram appeared.

Buzz!

It seemed to be resonance, on Beatreth's forehead, a same symbol emerged with difficulty, only one of which represents the master and the other represents the servant.

"Submit me!"

Sulu said slowly in a low voice.

Beatrice's face was full of struggle, but she slowly knelt down on one knee, as if expressing surrender.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Sean was confused. This fourth-level profession actually knelt down in front of Sulu with just a word?

"Five...Fifth level?"

Beatrice raised her head tenaciously, her eyes full of incredible charm.
Chapter completed!