CHAPTER 528: CHAPTER 519: THE EMBARRASSING CEREMONY

Cain, the fratricide mentioned in the religious text, the Holy Bible, was one of the two sons born to the human ancestors Adam and his wife Eve. Cain, the elder brother. Because he despised his younger brother Abel’s actions, he killed Abel and was later punished by Father God. His name means "acquired."

No one knows Cain’s True Name, but everyone knows he is a son of Adam and a betrayer of the divine.

He was the first deity to fall from the Divine Kingdom into the Abyss. No one knows the reason, only that after the betrayal, Cain was cursed by Father God, became bloodthirsty by nature, cast aside the divine aura, and transformed into a member of the Blood Clan.

Cain, the first generation of the Blood Clan, and the ancestor of the Blood Clan.

"Damn Hua Xia people, kneel down already!"

Someone looked up to see Bai Yan still standing upright, holding An Yan’s hand.

The crowd was furious, chastising Bai Yan one after another.

"Shut up!"

Bai Yan coldly shouted.

With a light flick of the Dragon Pattern Longsword, a black lash-like sword qi burst forth, and several fine heads flew!

He did not hesitate to strike!

Who dares to utter another word?

"He’s killed again!"

Those who had been close to Bai Yan were so frightened that they scrambled away, avoiding this murderous deity.

They had almost forgotten that this Hua Xia man was a demon who killed without batting an eye!

Even more wicked than those from the Dark Camp! Even more domineering!

Bai Yan’s fury and killing sent shivers through the crowd.

Prince Algernon Matthew acted as if nothing had happened, the blood from the headless corpses flowed automatically without wind toward the Hexagram Array through the cracks in the floor.

The blood gathered, forming a strange and Mysterious pattern, and the bloodiness of the Hexagram intensified, drawing everyone’s gaze.

*Cough cough*, "You should feel honored."

Prince Algernon Matthew coughed painfully, kneeling on the platform, laboriously dragging his body, hands placed on Cain’s blood-colored coffin.

Prince Algernon Matthew’s face was filled with reverent and fanatic devotion, his trembling hands caressing the blood-colored coffin, and he chuckled softly, "You are all honored, you will all become the first ones to see the Demon’s True Form in thousands of years in this world!"

Bai Yan narrowed his eyes, clutching the Dragon Pattern Longsword, his gaze fell on the blood-colored coffin, contemplative.

"Come forth, my Demon! Empower me! Let the Demon descend upon the land! Slay all creatures!"

Algernon Matthew clenched his teeth, yelled wildly, pushing hard against the lid of the blood-colored coffin.

*Gacha~! Gacha~!*

The grating sound of heaviness caused people’s teeth to itch as the lid of the blood-colored coffin slowly moved, revealing a gap and darkness inside.

The crack widened, and from within the pitch-black gap suddenly emerged an intense Abyssal aura, along with a Demon Aura that seemed all too familiar to Bai Yan!

"This is..."

Bai Yan was startled, his grip on the Dragon Pattern Longsword suddenly tightened, his face showing an odd expression.

However, no one noticed Bai Yan’s expression; everyone’s eyes were glued to Cain’s blood-colored coffin.

"Whoosh~!"

"Huff~!"

A blood-light soared, drawn by the Great Hexagram Array, floating above the Hexagram!

The cluster of Blood Mist gradually dispersed, revealing a pitch-black, semi-human creature floating above it! Its body was pitch-black, seemingly transparent, with only the upper half of a human body, the lower part swirling and tangled with strands of Abyssal aura, as dark as night, like splattered ink on raw Xuan paper.

"This aura..."

The crowd’s eyes gradually filled with fervor.

"It’s the Demon!"

"It’s a real Demon!"

"This aura is stronger than that of ancestral artifacts! This is the aura of the Abyss! This is the aura of the Demon!"

"Satan bless our Blood Clan!"

Many people shouted madly, members of the Blood Clan present knelt on the floor, casting aside their gentlemanly demeanor, faces feverish, tears streaming.

How many years had it been!

The Demon had finally returned to this world!

"The prophecy will inevitably come true; the Holy Bible must be desecrated, Father God must fall, and the Demon will stand at the pinnacle!"

The Dark Mages, with foreheads touching the ground in devotion, crowded together, all watching this scene with overwhelming excitement.

This aura, they would never forget in their lifetimes!

The rich Abyssal presence made every member of the Dark Camp present feel as comfortable as if they were caressed by the spring breeze, just like a Priest drinking Holy Water, completely invigorated, with their strength slightly improved!

And the aura of the Demon continuously spurred their heartbeats and souls, making them tremble from the depths of their hearts, trembling with excitement!

"My friends! My Demon! Come, bestow upon me strength, and bless my body!"

Algernon Matthew was incredibly excited, kneeling on the ground, crawling forward, hands on his chest, looking at the black transparent Demon floating above the Blood-colored Hexagram Array with devout and fervent anticipation.

Rumor has it, only with the Demon possessing one’s body can one obtain the truly powerful strength of the Demon!

Only those most cherished and favored by the Demon can obtain this magnificent and formidable power!

However, the black transparent Demon floating above the Hexagram remained motionless, with no response to Algernon Matthew’s pleas.

Everyone prostrated on the ground, none daring to raise their heads.

This was not about the power of the Demon, but the belief that had been suppressed for thousands of years exploded at this moment, and everyone mythologized the Demon in their hearts!

Who would dare to be disrespectful to the Demon at this time?

No one dared!

The Demon not responding to him, Algernon Matthew immediately became anxious.

"I offer this person as a sacrifice to you, bless my body! All life on earth, to take and to bestow! Souls and flesh shall belong to you!"

Algernon Matthew, excitedly pointing at Bai Yan, raised his neck, his neck veins exposed, yelling loudly.

However...

There was still no movement.

The black transparent Demon was still in mid-air, rolling incessantly, tranquil as ever, just slowly releasing its Abyssal and Demonic aura.

Damn, where did things go wrong...

It shouldn’t be like this!

The Spell was correct, the Demon language was not misspoken, the Array was not wrong, plus the nourishment from the progenitor Cain, why won’t it submit to me!

Algernon Matthew’s face was filled with urgency, of course, he did not know, to control a creature of the chaotic and evil faction such as the Demon, there was no other way besides a Demonic pact.

"Hehe."

Bai Yan chuckled lightly, his lips curling up in a sneer, looking at Algernon Matthew with a gaze full of pity.

"Damn it, what are you laughing at!"

Algernon Matthew was furious, angrily pointing at Bai Yan.

Before Bai Yan could speak, Algernon Matthew suddenly slapped his forehead.

"I know! It must be that the sacrifice of a living creature is missing!"

Algernon Matthew suddenly realized.

Without souls to feed, how could the Demon possibly listen to him?

Algernon Matthew reached out and grabbed a prostrated, A-class Blood Race Servant who was at his hand.

"Crack~!"

Algernon Matthew, without saying a word, suddenly squeezed hard in his hand, twisting off the head of the Blood Race Servant, which still bore an expression full of devotion and a trace of panic and unease.

Even in death, he couldn’t imagine that the great Prince would use him as a sacrifice!

This was all because Algernon Matthew suddenly had a whimsical thought that to control the Demon, a sacrifice was what was missing!

"Great Demon! I offer this lowly Blood Race as a sacrifice to you, please grant me the Demon’s power!"

Algernon Matthew devoutly placed the corpse of the Blood Race Servant at the focal point of the Blood-colored Hexagram, shouting loudly in the language of the Demon.

"Swish swish~! Gurgle gurgle~!"

Streams of blood floated up from the corpse, the blood drifting up and entering the body of the Demon.

A grayish-white Soul Body floated out from the Blood Race Servant, twisting and turning into the terrified face of the Servant before death, unable to resist being sucked up!

There was a reaction!

Algernon Matthew was overjoyed, soon, the Demon drained the blood and devoured the soul of the Blood Race Servant, wobbled slightly, then stilled.

Algernon Matthew’s expression, once again, solidified.

You’ve eaten and drunk, how come there’s still no reaction?

Algernon Matthew was somewhat embarrassed, not knowing where he had gone wrong.

He was overjoyed to conduct the ancient ritual, the Demon appeared, but it disregarded him!

This was so embarrassing that it was hard to save face!