Thousands of men in red robes were standing there. At the forefront was a large altar.
Hundreds of people were lying on the altar. There were children, men, women, old, demons, and many others.
Using Misty Essence, Vritra's body changed and he came out of the disappearing state.
He touched the shoulder of one of the men beside him and questioned: "Uh… I am newly recruited here, what sort of ritual is this?"
"Newly recruited? Have you been living under a rock?" The other guy shook his head and continued:
"In this ritual, we have to offer more than one hundred families to our God and he would grant us with a creature of myth, though even after so many years, we have not been able to get one."
Vritra glanced at the altar. Those people were conscious but couldn't move, tears kept rolling from their eyes.
They hadn't just captured individuals, they had captured entire families.
