Thinking of this, Allen suddenly began to worry about Raham and Renard, as well as Austin and others there.

After all, this kind of person is beyond their current terrifying existence. Even if you just stand there and don’t take the initiative to do anything to them, it will have a great impact on them.

But now, Allen could only let go of his worries and forcefully suppress this anxiety.

After all, even if he was worried, he had no way to solve it now, so he could only say that he was in a hurry.

Just after Allen was spared, he finally returned to the rightful formality, Allen also discovered that the ancient black stone altar that appeared in front of Gallup suddenly emitted a faint light.

The light is not dazzling or strong, and it can even be called dark, with a silence.

However, at the moment the light appeared, other colors in this solidified space seemed to have lost their color and became dim.

The light was dark, quiet and deep, with a heavy feeling, like a dark flowing lead and mercury, appearing from the edge of the Black Stone altar and rushing towards the center.

Then, in a flash, the dark and silent light completely wrapped the copper cup that shone with a charming scarlet red, like a living, and dyed it into a deep black color.

Click!

The next moment, as if some sound was ringing in everyone's ears at the same time, Allen was suddenly shocked, as if there was a feeling in the dark reminding him.

The ceremony has been initiated.

Then, when Allen looked at the copper cup on the Black Stone Altar again, he felt something strange at the first time, but he didn't know where the strangeness came from.

After that, before Allen could see clearly, he saw the copper cup falling on the Black Stone altar cracking inch by inch, as if an invisible and intangible terrifying force swept across, crushing it into the finest powder.

Only then did Allen suddenly understand what the strangeness he felt before was.

...

At the same time, in the basement of the Vampire Castle in Dilno City, a hundred meters underground, Belinda Taylor and Irving Duncan, standing on an extremely large, complex magic circle with almost too much information, seemed to have suffered some terrifying impact, and were injured at the same time, shaking their bodies and almost fell to the ground.

"ah!"

Without trying to support the other party, Irving Duncan slammed heavily on the ground with his right hand, making an unwilling roar like a beast.

The right hand, which was injured by Allen's sword light, was slightly fragile and bloody, was blurred by the ground's counterattack, making it look terrifying and bloody.

He didn't dare, but he didn't care at all.

At this moment, all the pain he suffered in his body, whether it was the sacred sword light that penetrated his heart like an arrow in his heart, or the heart twitching with blood and blood, was not as good as the intent in his heart.

Because, he lost the best chance to get the [Bloody Holy Grail (Imitation)] back.

This kind of pain was enough to make his mind sink and never be reborn.

Belinda Taylor, standing at the other end of the magic circle, did not lose her composure like Irving Duncan, but her pale face, as cold as frost, and her dead and empty pupils without any color, showed that her situation was not much better than Irving Duncan.

...

boom!

The powder turned into after the collapse of the copper cup did not drift with the wind, but solidified in this quiet space like everything else. Then, a dark flame suddenly ignited at the center of the powder.

A series of negative adjectives such as dead silence, darkness, depth, and desolation are not as good as this dark flame that is beating like a heart.
Chapter completed!