Under the twilight night, silent followers dressed in black wield steel sabers, slashing at their own arms.
Letting the mangled flesh and fresh blood spill onto the ground, staining it a deep crimson red.
This scene, indeed, could not be more eerie, no matter how eerie it gets.
Even more terrifying is that these frenzied believers gaze at you with respect and admiration.
This image is simply too beautiful to describe.
However, now, Su Tu is facing such a scene, with the pungent smell of blood flooding Su Tu's nostrils.
"They're... testing me!"
Watching these people's actions, Su Tu immediately understood the intention of the person behind the scenes.
They are clearly performing some kind of ritual, and the Three Deceits Cult considers torment as Divine Grace, and at this moment, this scene is the most standard form of physical torment.
"No, it's not that simple."
