"I want to be a Silver-rank commanding War General-rank Pet Beasts, and I also plan to graft a few powerful Pet Beasts onto myself." The tall shadowy man licked his lips, about to open the door.
"Abandon this illusory idea."
The nearby horned shadowy figure raised his hand to stop the tall man, frowning. "Heed the orders of the Golden Monarch. The sacrificial ritual must not be disturbed. Do not cause trouble."
Immediately, he looked at the living room, at the hexagonal star array inscribed with blood, a hint of greed flickering in his eyes.
At the center of the sacrifice, a massive lump of flesh formed from the blood and meat of countless Pet Beasts was offered. Tendril-thick blood vessels penetrated the cement ground.
It resembled the heart of a giant beast, throbbing violently, causing visible ripples to spread outwards, impacting everything around.
Of course, the entire room had been prepared with special measures.
