"End, recall."

The indifferent, stiff male voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears.

The next moment, the consciousness of all the cursed entered the sacrificial feast.

However, everyone was too shocked to speak by what they saw.

This is not the previous sacrificial banquet...

The previous feast was filled with gray mist.

But now... the entire space is filled with blood, scarlet blood is flowing on the ground, and stretches of corpses are piled up into mountains, densely packed white bones floating in the blood.

The feast seems to have evolved...

On one side was the heat wave that scorched the body, and on the other was the cold wind that chilled the soul. The most vivid thing in the previous sacrificial banquet was only the vision. Qin Wenyu could clearly perceive that it was an illusory space.

but now……

He could vaguely hear the endless wailing from the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and he could feel the venomous eyes staring at him, the blood was everywhere, and the smell of blood was so real...

The most eye-catching thing in the entire space... are the nine statues with different postures. They stand at the end of the field of vision, the mountains lie at their feet, and the clouds float around their waists. They surround the world, as if they are the edge of the world ...

Every statue is so huge that it is unimaginable.

This is no longer... like an illusory space, with shape, sound, smell, taste, touch, and all five senses.

Not only Qin Wenyu, but everyone silently looked at the space for the sacrificial banquet that had undergone a drastic change in appearance, and strong fear emerged from the bottom of their hearts.

What kind of world is this...?

Soon, someone discovered that the bone chair under the seat had turned blood red, and these blood red bone chairs were floating on the sea of ​​blood.

They sat in a circle as before.

Finally, that voice appeared again...

"Sacrifices... mountain gods, mud snakes, survivors... fox face, Kagura."

Looking at the center, a huge man slowly emerged from the sea of ​​blood.

He just exposed his naked upper body in the sea of ​​blood, and he was as tall as the previous psychic...

Dense and strange patterns grow on his skin, his head and face have no hair, his eyes are like a deep pool of water, the left face is wearing a damaged white mask, and the exposed right face can see the knife cut The tough lines of the ax chisel.

As far as appearance is concerned, he is not as scary as the female psychic before him, but instead... has an inexplicable divinity?

When looking at him, it was like seeing a Buddha statue in a temple. There was a weird, weird, and creepy feeling.

"You have gained His attention..." His voice without the slightest emotion slowly swayed: "Since then, all sacrificial banquets... are all red-level."

After these words fell, the whole banquet was silent.

It's not that they don't want to talk, but... they can't!

Before, they were able to talk during the banquet, but now, everyone found that they couldn't speak at all!

Gained His attention?

All sacrificial banquets have become red-level? !

The two sentences that seem to be connected can only make people confused.

What followed was an uncontrollable desperation.

Grey, white, black, blue, red... There are five levels of sacrificial banquets? If they get attention, they will all become red-ranked?

This is simply a stab at someone who was lucky in his heart.

Without giving them time to react, the huge man whose upper body was exposed in the sea of ​​blood continued:

"The next feast...in one month."

a month?

This made everyone in the banquet breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just that the recent sacrificial banquet was a little too tight, and the next sacrificial banquet will usually be held in about a week. If this continues, people are going crazy.

Fortunately, there is a buffer period of up to one month this time.

"The first scene, the day the Buddha died."

"Sacrifice..."

"A fairy with one horn."

"Garuda."

"Cat again."

"Kagura."

"Green-faced ghost."

"beauty."

Six masks flew out of the surging sea of ​​blood, floating in mid-air strangely.

Qin Wenyu frowned.

Without me?

Ibuki again?

Is she tainted by my bad luck...

He looked at the six masks, the cat again—Yayoi Amemiya, Kagura—Ibuki Yuzuru, both of whom he knew.

Besides them, there was another person that Qin Wenyu cared about all the time.

beauty.

This care is not because the beauty has done something special to make people suspicious.

It was purely because when Qin Wenyu saw the mask for the first time, he was lost for a moment.

That was the first person who made him feel beautiful.

Although it was just a mask.

But the beauty of being able to face really transcends gender.

The holder of the Beauty Nengmian is sitting in the innermost circle at this time. Speaking of which... the big change in the sacrificial banquet has made everyone more or less a little rude. Only the beauty Mr. has always maintained the most elegant sitting posture, look. No psychological fluctuations.

His nine-eyed hook jade has exceeded six, and no one knows how many.

Looks like someone with a secret...

Then again, how many people in the sacrificial banquet have no secrets?

It was this new psychic medium, whose remarks made Qin Wenyu have a very bad feeling in his heart.

His memory is very good. Although people often say that he is like being sacrificed to ghosts and gods, the medium has never said the word "sacrifice" before, usually using the cursed person, or selected.

And this one, even bluntly called them... sacrifices.

Moreover, judging from the performance of these two psychics, the previous female psychic is more like a human being, Qin Wenyu can even see her emotions occasionally, but now this one is wearing a broken The huge bald-headed man in the mask clearly stood in the position of "His" in his words.

Qin Wenyu stared at the psychic, and since the day he entered the sacrificial banquet, he had confirmed one thing.

That is, he must find out the origin of the sacrificial banquet. Even if there are ghosts and gods in this world, he must find out the reason.

And, what role Qin also played in these matters.

At present, Qin Wenyu prefers that Qin is also a breakaway who has collected nine hook jades.

While thinking about it, the voice of the male psychic sounded again.

"The second scene, the Abyss of Shen Corpse."

"Sacrifice..."

"Tengu."

"Thunder God."

"Anda girl."

"Cicada pill."

"Real snake."

"Lion mouth."

"Fire man."

Seven masks tossed out from the sea of ​​blood and hung silently in the air.

Qin Wenyu looked at the hideous double-horned mask without any fluctuations in her heart.

Sure enough, there is still me... It seems that there is no major problem with the sacrificial banquet.

Fortunately, this time, there is a month to go to Kanagawa County at least. Whether it is those weird guys wearing red energy masks or Qin Ye's whereabouts, it is a thorn stuck in Qin Wenyu's heart.

The location of the sacrificial feast, the request, the male spirit medium did not say a word.

Maybe he won't speak until the feast begins.

Qin Wenyu could feel that something was gradually revealing its true face.

The next moment, the voice of the psychic sounded again:

"Hundred ghosts and ghosts, wake up gradually..."