Chapter 1032 Blood Screen Projection 1
"It's really cruel. The head was pulled out of the body while the person was still alive."
Admiral Green Bull, dressed as a gangster boss with his chest exposed, is accompanied by a little flying boy. Two navy officers, wearing their navy uniforms without any hesitation, appear in the alley where the crime scene occurred.
The smell left by the cultist Aaron was very strong. Apart from the thick smell of blood, there was also a pungent fishy smell that could not be suppressed at all.
The navy could figure it out with their toes that the murderer must be a sea creature. The fish that often live in the sea have a fishy smell that can be smelled chokingly from a distance of several meters if it is not covered up by spices.
Sea creatures are born with body odor. Those beautiful mermaids will spend a lot of spices and perfumes to cover up their body odor, spending a lot of money on this.
Some mermaids would rather not eat than not get deodorizing spray. Although the sea creatures are used to the smell and don't mind each other, other races cannot enjoy this luxury.
"I can't get out, and I can't contact anyone outside. I really have a difficult job."
The alley was filled with blood at the crime scene, with broken limbs and blood everywhere, and the smell of death hung heavily over everything.
Admiral Green Bull walked forward slowly. He looked calm, but there was an imperceptible compassion in his eyes. Government agents were responsible for human lives.
The Navy and the World Government have not yet separated. They are of the same level and are colleagues. We should not let these people die in the wilderness and bring discredit to the Navy.
Huang Mu slowly squatted down, stretched out his broad palm and gently touched the ground. The palm seemed to have magical power. The moment it touched the ground, a vigorous vitality quickly spread with him as the center.
The surrounding earth seemed to be injected with the power of life. In an instant, tender green buds broke through the ground and slender vines grew wildly.
In the blink of an eye, green vegetation swept in like an overwhelming force, quickly covering the originally messy ground.
The corpses lying on the ground gradually changed under the influence of this magical power. Their bodies gradually softened and merged into the earth, becoming nutrients that nourished vegetation and turned into fertile soil.
As the vegetation continued to grow, traces of the crime scene were erased bit by bit, and the originally shocking scene has now turned into a green place.
As the breeze blows, the tender green leaves sway gently, as if telling the tenacity and change of life.
Admiral Green Bull stood up and stared at it all quietly. He knew that although the bloodiness on the surface was covered up, revenge still had to be taken.
"That fish is really arrogant. He doesn't even try to hide his smell. He's not afraid of being found by others."
Jin releases spores unique to the fairies, capturing the remaining scent of the fishmen in the air. After binding through the receptors, Baozi will remember this smell forever.
Then it spreads into the air, automatically capturing the remaining smell on the path, and finding the murderer is very easy for Jin.
“He went in that direction, should we track him”?
Aramaki can only judge the situation by himself now. Without Admiral Akainu by his side to make the final decision, he needs to become the leader of the team.
"Follow them first and see what happens before taking action."
Jin was flying in the air holding a pillow in his arms, leading the way, while General Green Bull followed behind his deputy, leaving the alley full of life.
The death of these government agents will not attract the attention of the Knights of God. After all, these are not their own people. If the dog dies, it dies. At worst, they can go back to the Holy Land and raise another one.
Aaron spread his own scent along the way. He didn't care about being targeted by outsiders. Now he was fearless and full of confidence in his own strength.
Some of the believers' strongholds in the Kingdom of Lulucia saw the arrival of the Archbishop of Sin from afar, and a group of lunatics in black robes took the initiative to greet them and welcome the arrival of the Lord of the Sea Clan.
Feeling the flattery of fellow believers around him, Aaron did not have much time to chat with them. "Prepare for the sacrifice ceremony. I need to make contact with the outside world. No outsiders should disturb me during the sacrifice."
After leading the big shot into the stronghold, Aaron, under the support of the black-robed men, walked into the sacrifice room prepared for him. The sacrifices were already prepared in the room, ready for the Archbishop of Sin to use at any time.
The dark and damp basement was filled with a disgusting stench. The flickering candlelight cast distorted shadows on the walls, like hideous ghosts.
A group of cultists dressed in black robes, their faces hidden under their hoods, their eyes flashing with fanaticism and madness.
They gathered around a stone altar, muttering strange incantations that seemed to come from the depths of hell.
On the altar, there lay a human being tied tightly with ropes, his eyes filled with fear and despair.
One of the cultists walked out of the team, holding a sharp dagger, and slowly walked towards the altar in front.
The dagger reflected a cold light in the candlelight, revealing his merciless face. From the very beginning, he did not regard the sacrifice as a fellow human being.
With a shrill scream, the cultist slit the throat of the victim, and blood gushed out like a fountain, flowing along the channel carefully prepared by time.
The bright red blood flowed slowly in the pipe like a nimble red snake, and gradually flowed into a mysterious bronze mechanism.
The moment the first drop of blood touched the mechanism, it emitted a low humming sound, like an ancient beast being awakened.
As blood continued to be injected, the runes on the mechanism began to glow, and the light became brighter and brighter, as if absorbing the power of life.
Under the gaze of the crowd, blood slowly flowed along the grooves on the edge of the altar and gathered in the center of the altar.
As blood was supplied, a hazy blood light began to emanate from the center of the altar. The light became stronger and stronger, dyeing everything around it with a terrifying blood color.
Gradually, a blurry bloody picture emerged in the center of the altar. At first, the picture was distorted, as if shrouded in fog, making it difficult to see the specific content.
But as time went on, the picture gradually became clear. It was a chaotic and strange picture of stone pillars, a space shrouded in darkness under a sky covered with dark clouds.
Several figures gradually emerged in the bloody picture; these figures were blurry and only their specific outlines could be vaguely seen.
From the outlines, one could tell there were both men and women, and one could see the color of their pupils but not their hair. It was the first time the cultists had seen so many important figures, and they could hardly hide their excitement.
He wanted to immediately open his heart and offer his loyalty and faith to the Archbishops of Sin. If Aaron had not gone on the mission, he would have become a member of the Bloody Shadow.
“I’m a little surprised that everyone is here this time.”
The fishman has more or less some understanding of the other Sin Archbishops and can recognize their code names based on their body outlines.
The blood sacrifice projection was really done right this time. The Lulucia Kingdom incident needs more evil cult masters to work together.