Chapter 39: Celia, Is It Because of Him?
While Archbishop Terry led his team to surround the auditorium,
Echoes of Truth gathered every living and dead person they could find and piled them into the center of the black magic circle.
Looking at the mountain of corpses, Ansu felt a terrifying power brewing within the magic circle.
The sky outside grew darker, lightning flashing through the clouds, and a heavy, oppressive atmosphere blanketed the entirety of Benalu City.
"Hurry up!" a cultist captain shouted, directing the others. "Move faster! If we don't gather enough sacrifices to please the god, He will be angry!"
Ansu's gaze shifted from the corpses to the bound, shivering students.
Some were wailing, some had already fainted from terror, and others kept their eyes closed in constant prayer, hoping a righteous god would save them...
These students were really no different from him; they were all just cruel death statistics in the background of a game.
Ansu took a deep breath, realizing that he wasn't just changing his own destined death...