"I don't know... how many people will come tonight. If there could be 20 people, I am sure to receive the True God's blessing, gain more power, and more sacrifices!"
The old man's eyes flashed with a barely noticeable madness as he looked at the ever-gathering crowd below, filled with eager anticipation.
All around, it was silent.
As time passed, unfamiliar figures slowly made their way inside from the outside of the ruins.
These were just ordinary residents.
On their faces, some showed curiosity, some fear, and some fanaticism.
More and more people arrived here.
"Ten... eleven... twelve..."
The old man silently counted the growing crowd, the anticipation in his eyes growing stronger.
"Nineteen... twenty!"
Soon... the number exceeded twenty.
"Today's quota... is enough!"
Seeing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.
However, to his surprise, the attracted believers continued coming.
From time to time, more residents were drawn in, and there was a growing trend...
