Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

Chapter 467 The Ritual of Destiny

Fan Wei remained silent for a long time, scanning the listless faces around him, the words echoing in his ears: Who will save them?

Who will come to save them...?

Yes, nobody... just like there's never been a savior...

Pain, poverty, and tragedy continue to repeat themselves on earth. Has any god come to save humanity?

If God doesn't love people, but only their worth, how different is He from the devil?

A barrage of questions weighed on my mind, causing my thoughts to race. These residents were followers of the devil, accomplices of the Blood Order, yet their fates were equally tragic.

As people at the bottom with little power, it would be inappropriate to say that they committed so many evils that they should be eliminated.

"Let's go." Fan Wei ultimately decided not to get involved. Firstly, he couldn't possibly manage all the suffering in the world, and secondly, he never dwelled on things too much. If there was no savior, then he would do it himself!

For him, relying on others to achieve something is not as good as relying on himself to achieve it.

He will eventually change all of this!

"Alright, alright, great philanthropist, with a personality like yours, you won't be able to manage the empire in the future." Megikaro still regarded Fan Wei as the crown prince and gave him a serious piece of advice.

The three walked through the crowd, and the cultists continued to chase them. Even without someone to guide them, they were still able to find them.

Fan Wei took out the 'Starry Eye' pocket watch, pressed the rewind button, and the scenes that had happened in the past immediately flowed before his eyes like water.

Aside from consuming a lot of energy, this artifact is incredibly powerful!

As long as he has enough magic, the past and the future will be revealed to him.

"Found it!" Fan Wei's eyes sharpened as he locked onto the location of a cult member and followed him immediately, like tracking a lingering shadow.

The view extends to a hidden canal entrance, the capital's drainage system, which is enormous, resembling a pivot and screw beneath a disc.

"The underground is truly a good place for filth and evil to hide."

Fan Wei casually unleashed two streams of true domineering battle qi, killing all the cultists who were lying in ambush nearby. Those people thought they were hiding well, but in reality, they were all exposed in the images of their past conversations with their companions.

The flames of war spread forward, flowing into the dark canal channels.

The hunt has begun!

Logically speaking, a group of prey being hunted by a powerful being should scatter and flee, hiding themselves in the vast sea of ​​people.

But the Blood Order's reaction was strange; they all came together.

In the vast space deep within the canal, a huge altar had taken shape, filled with prepared offerings kneeling from top to bottom, accompanying the fleeing believers as they took their places.

The highest-ranking bald monk here began the ceremony.

One by one, lives were harvested, activating stone slabs engraved with eerie symbols. Accompanied by the bald monk's incantations, the space above the altar began to distort.

The chanting grew increasingly urgent.

A mark of a blood demon appeared on the monk's forehead, and from this center, countless blood vessel-like rune chains emerged, sweeping across his entire body.

"The Lord has not completely fallen! The Lord has not truly died!"

Amidst terrifying roars, all believers joined the sacrificial ritual, igniting their souls to finally open an illusory door on the altar.

An aura of corrosion, darkness, and terror seeped from behind the door, as if connecting to an abyss.

Just then, Fan Wei arrived.

Before the person arrives, their power is already known!

The true domineering battle aura tore through space and time, arriving in front of the altar in an instant with the momentum of splitting mountains and cleaving seas. The surrounding cultists were blasted into blood mist from a distance!

Upon discovering that the enemy was behaving strangely, seemingly preparing some grand conspiracy, Fan Wei immediately went all out.

However, the True Overlord Battle Aura he unleashed with his full power encountered strong resistance as it approached the altar. The indestructible and all-encompassing black and red aura actually slowed down!

As it approached the illusory door, the True Overlord's Battle Aura finally lost its power and exploded into a storm of countless sharp air currents.

Fan Wei stood at the entrance of the dark passage with a solemn expression, looking at the few remaining Blood Cult members.

He had already instructed Meghan to take the dust with him and report it to the Temple of War.

This was his caution; the remnants of a demon's forces would not be simple, so Fan Wei did not bring two people with him when he stormed the headquarters.

If all else fails, he can use time-stop to escape alone, and then have the Church of War take action to deliver a devastating blow. However, his extra teammates might become unforeseen circumstances.

"Hahaha!!"

When Fan Wei came to challenge him alone, the bald monk laughed loudly: "So you really came, Misr Fan, sinner of the Lord!"

"You will atone for all the mistakes you made against the principal!"

Fan Wei gazed at the altar and sneered, "Even the Lord of Blood has fallen, yet you remain obstinate. It is you who should truly atone for your sins and pay the price!"

Words are useless; a sharp blade is drawn.

Holding the silver heart, Fan Wei moved with lightning speed, instantly killing all the red-robed cultists blocking his way, and leaped towards the bald monk on the altar.

The sharpness of true domineering aura can be blocked, but it's uncertain whether it can block the destructive power of black flames!

Faced with the death of his subordinates, the bald monk was not anxious at all. Instead, he revealed a strange smile and said, "Kill, kill. The more you kill, the deeper your connection with the Lord will be."

A black flame slash came straight at him, and the monk's expression changed drastically as he quickly dodged.

The illusory gate, which was originally indestructible and could not even be broken through by True Overlord Battle Qi, suddenly lost a piece after being struck by the black flames! The concept of destruction was truly deserved!

"Damn it, only a troublesome bug like you could become a sinner of the Lord!"

The bald monks were no longer in a hurry; the entire order's plan had succeeded.

After discovering that Misr Van had managed to crawl out of the End, the Blood Cult had already given up hope of avenging themselves on this formidable enemy.

Although they were not without powerful enough individuals to eliminate Fan Wei.

However, such a powerful individual must not be easily exposed, as it would seriously affect the larger plan.

However, an order from a saint at the highest level of the order spurred the Blood Order, which had been preparing to give up, to take action again.

The cult's saints, in a prophetic manner, informed Misr Van that he would come to the inner street and fall into their trap, and that they would prepare a ritual for him.

It was clearly a 'wound of fate,' yet even a prophet like Tong couldn't foresee Fan Wei's destiny.

How did the saints of the Blood Order manage to do that?

These things are unknown, and even the bald monk was unaware of them.

He simply followed orders, reaching into his abdomen to retrieve a needle-shaped metal object from within, saying, "With the gates of the abyss, I can see through all things and deliver the divine decree of my lord!"

Accompanied by the raised metal objects and the chanting of monks, the illusory gate slowly opened.

At the same time, Fan Wei's blade was already at him. He didn't know what was happening either, only that he had to kill the enemy quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications.

*Snap!* Silverheart's blade shattered the metal shuttle needle first, like cutting through a piece of glass. The seemingly extraordinary object instantly turned into countless fragments that shimmered with an inexplicable light, scattering and disappearing.

Immediately afterwards, the bald monk was also easily split in two.

His body was instantly obliterated by the strange energy, only his soul was bound by a bizarre energy, floating above the altar, while the abyss-like gate slowly opened.

Finally, it's completely open!