Chapter 7: Facing the Gods

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Chapter 7: Facing the Gods

Shen Yi took a deep breath, standing on the second floor.In the past few days, the summoning had finally stopped, and the trembling did not appear. He thought things had eased somehow.But he got called again tonight.

Passing through the gray mist, Shen Yi found him in a beautifully decorated, simple, and elegant villa.Many people were kneeling in the first-floor lobby, obviously terrified of him. From the summoning words, one could tell that these people were believers of the Lord of Ashes.

"Here we go again ......"

The gravity behind him remains, and he knows that he only needs to hold on for ten minutes.Once again, he noticed the little silver-haired girl. Fortunately, the little girl was still alive.

Was this little girl promoted from a sacrifice to a believer? It seems the oracle' he had issued was effective.

Shen Yi had to agree it relieved him that the heretics would accept the setting that the Lord of Ashes should appear as a human form.

As long as you stay firm and don't break the rules, it's safe to fool around.'

He stayed on the second floor and did not go down. One, he knew that keeping a distance was very important to the mystery. Two, he did not want to get close to the cultists.He had thought about it a long time ago. And when he was not questioned after being summoned, he just followed what the summoners wanted.

Shen Yi calmly said, "Foolish mortals, I accept your sacrifices."

The oracle of the Lord of Ashes, an inhuman voice like a flame, appeared in everyone's minds, who were kneeling on the ground. Although it was not a human language, everyone could understand the meaning.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was thinking about how to take away the sacrifice. But before he finished thinking about it, the pure white tear-eye mask had floated automatically, and it flew straight towards him in the air and fell into his hands. What happened?'Shen Yi stared at the mask that flew into his hands, a little puzzled. Could it be that the mask could fly by itself?