It could be imagined that after hearing this news, Tu Yumen felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He reluctantly put down the circus props in his hand and hurriedly found an excuse to pee. He walked to the corner and threw a Navigator before running towards Magician.
According to what he overheard, these survivors were not worried about whether they could catch him and Magician, nor were they worried about whether they could contact the main system. To be so fearless, they naturally had something to rely on.
Because those who were summoned already had a curse mark on them, they could perform a second summoning. As for contacting the main system …
It was very likely that the main system would only be able to contact them when the Evil God broke through the space barrier and was summoned to this Super S Level Instance Dungeon. Because only then would this Super S Level Instance Dungeon be broken by the Evil God of a higher dimension. Only then would the signal be able to pass through the strange space coordinates wandering in the dark dimension and successfully connect to the survivors.
But the problem was that Zong Jiu and Tokumon were the sacrificial offerings.
Only by sacrificing them would the Evil God appear. If they were not sacrificed, the Evil God would not even appear, let alone show up.
This was a dead end.
.....
"Alright, it's almost time, get ready to start."
Just now, the members of the church had dragged a few humans with red crosses on their heads and ordered the butchers standing beside the altar to cover the altar with their fresh blood.
The butcher grabbed the shiny knife and chopped off the heads of the humans as if he was cutting vegetables.
Instantly, white brain matter flowed out from the heads.
They cursed their bad luck. After throwing away the head, they grabbed the section of the head and painted it on the surface of the altar as if they were holding a paint brush. Immediately, the ground that was cold and hard like black and gray was dyed red.
Half of the large tent of the circus was taken away and turned into a semi-open space. The round stage in the middle of the performance was the perfect choice for the altar.
The members of the Church were all dressed in black cloaks and pointed hats. Most of them surrounded the altar with their hands clasped together as they chanted.
Nobody knew when it started, but the sound of the orchestra's performance became strange.
Accompanied by the violin and flute, the original sacred Christmas carol gradually changed its tune.
The members of the church around the altar chanted loudly.
"Look up at the sky, high above, the time has come for the stars to return to their positions."
It was a monologue in an unknown tone, one after another.
At first, it was still a little vague, but later, with the addition of all the members of the Order, the sentences began to gradually become clearer, brighter, and suddenly sharper.
The recitation and the song seemed to have some indescribable magic that made people involuntarily open their mouths and continue with the strange and rhythmic intonation.
Gradually, not only the members of the church, but also all the animals standing in the square opened their mouths, including the humans who were tied up with reins and collars and locked up in the stables to be sacrificed.
They all opened their mouths and began to sing a strange Christmas carol along with the sound of the carol.
It was not as pure and holy as the original song. Instead, it was treacherous, cold, and inconceivably gloomy.
"Ignorance and stupidity shall become the new rulers."
"The time for the stars to return to their positions has arrived. The seal has been destroyed, and the ruler of the old days is about to awaken."
.....
There was no doubt that this was an extremely strange scene.
For some reason, Zong Jiu thought of the painting hanging in the veterinary hospital.
The background of the painting was the same dark night as this festival.
And in the center of the painting, inside the circus tent, the spectators in black cloaks and pointed hats were densely packed. There was no end in sight.
The blood-stained altar was flowing viscously in the center of the cloaks.
Some of them held blood-stained knives, some held thick parchments, some knelt on the ground, and some raised their arms as if they were welcoming the arrival of God. Their faces were filled with indescribable fanaticism.
Like some kind of deadly contagious plague, it was crazy and unreasonable.
It was exactly the same.
The chant was still repeating. Zong Jiu felt his heart begin to feel irritated again.
[Hesitation indicates that you have received some kind of mental pollution. You need to pass a rationality check. Success deducts 1 rationality point. Failure deducts 1 to 3 rationality points. Please.]
[Your throw result is 72/50. Rationality check failed.]
[Your rationality points have been deducted by 2. Level S trainee Zong Jiu's current rationality points are 38/50.]
[Attention, you are now in an unknown location. Staying in this location for too long may cause your rationality points to be deducted.]
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Just as Zong Jiu was trying his best to ignore this part of the song and calm down the pain in his head, a stone was suddenly thrown into his back.
The magician instantly became alert.
He secretly glanced at the black cloak who was immersed in the chant. Using the crowd as cover, he quickly slipped away.
It was a simple matter because all the living creatures in the square that could make sounds were singing, except for Zong Jiu and Tokumon.
"What's wrong? What's new? "
The two of them turned into a secluded corner one after the other.
Tokumon's face was dark. He paused for a moment before telling the magician the shocking news he had just received.
"....."
Zong Jiu took about three seconds to digest the 'shocking news' from the onmyoji.
"So what you're saying is that if we stick our head out, we'll be stabbed. We can only wait for our deaths?"
Tokumon nodded in anger.
It wasn't easy to get the news, but in the end, it was all for naught. Anyone would find it hard to accept.
"I've already asked the sub-system before coming here. It said that if the dimensional barrier of this Super S Instance Dungeon isn't broken, there's no way to contact the main system."
The conversation returned to the beginning. If they didn't sacrifice the two lab rats, the Demon God wouldn't appear.
"Oh, I understand."
Zong Jiu nodded. He suddenly opened his left hand and punched it with his right hand. "Then I have an idea."
Tokumon was confused.
No, it's already like this. What else can you do?!
Tokumon was on the verge of breaking down. "If you have an idea, just say it. The ceremony has already started and they're about to summon us. Why are you still keeping us in suspense?!"
"The idea is —"
Two business cards suddenly appeared in the white-haired youth's hand. "Like this."
[You have used a B-grade item: Joker's Friendship Business Card]
[You have used a B-grade item: Mad Hatter's Friendship Business Card]
[Because this item is a friendship item, the trainee needs to ask the other party for permission after using it. Please wait …]
The next second, a ghost suddenly appeared in front of them.
Mad Hatter was maintaining an elegant posture. He held a blue royal teacup in one hand and a cup holder in the other.
Tokumon could clearly see that the teacup wasn't filled with black tea. It was filled with human blood.
"Oh, Mr. Magician Little White Bird, long time no see!"
Mad Hatter flashed an exaggerated smile. It made people wonder if the paint on his face was about to fall off.
He raised his cup to the two of them. "Do you want to try the fresh Bloody Mary? This is specially provided for the tea party. Even Alice said that it tastes very good. "
Tokumon was speechless again.
He lowered his voice and said in a trembling voice, "Isn't, isn't this a ghost NPC from the Halloween event?"
Now they were in a Super S Level dungeon. It was bad enough that they didn't have the strength to truss up a chicken, but now a ghost had appeared. This was really going to kill them.
"It's okay, we're on the same side."
Zong Jiu patted him on the shoulder and greeted Mad Hatter skillfully. "Long time no see, where's Joker?"
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! You even invited Joker! Ahhh, as expected of Magician. You always bring me new surprises when I'm bored. I really like you. "
Mad Hatter's eyes lit up. He was about to speak when there was another "bang" in the air.
This time, it was Joker.
Unlike the Mad Hatter, who had hurriedly accepted the invitation and rushed over from the tea party, the clown had obviously made some preparations before coming over.
He had changed into a neat purple suit, his messy hair was combed to the back of his head, and even the color of his eyeshadow and lip gloss were freshly reapplied. It was obvious that he had carefully dressed up after receiving the invitation.
By the way, the corners of this suit were stained with scarlet blood. It was unknown which unlucky bastard he had snatched it from.
"Mr. Magician, long time no see ~ ~ ~"
Joker had the same horrifying smile on his face as he bowed politely.
"I really missed you so much … I didn't expect you to still remember me after so long."
He seemed a little flustered and didn't know how to express his excitement and happiness, which made his expression even more ferocious and clumsy.
Tu Yumiumen trembled and took a step back from Zong Jiu without a trace.
When he received the invitation, Joker was in the middle of killing someone.
The next second, the person who was about to die saw the King of Darkness throw away the dagger in his hand and take off his suit. He quickly changed into it and disappeared without a trace.
It was inevitable that his clothes were stained with blood.
Of course, Zong Jiu pretended not to see this scene.
"Wait, wait, wait, it's only half an hour. Let's make it short, old friends."
Mad Hatter interrupted this touching reunion. He threw away the teacup and cup holder in his hand and clasped his hands together. "Mr. Magician, this time, you invited us —"
"Of course." Zong Jiu raised his eyebrows. "I'll only call you if there's something fun."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mad Hatter and Joker laughed and high-fived at the same time, making cheerful and expectant sounds like "Yay!"
Joker cupped his face in happiness. "It's my honor to be able to help Mr. Magician solve his problems!"
Mad Hatter started to tap dance on the ground excitedly. "So, what's the fun? Is it a surprise performance by Joker, Mad Hatter, and Magician?"
Tokumon looked at Zong Jiu in horror and nodded. "That's right."
The white-haired youth held two ten-sided dice in his hands and said calmly, "There's no way out."
"Then we can only destroy this dungeon."
Magician let go of the madness hidden in his eyes the moment he entered the dungeon, the ten-faced die's eyes filled with interest.
"Let's make a scene."