Bahamut noticed Luo Xi deep in thought and asked, "Have you thought of something?"
Luo Xi shook his head.
He only knew that the Lord of Truth's side had finally shown a sliver of their tail.
That Evil God must have done something, it was just that they didn't know about it yet.
"Sigh..."
Bahamut glanced at the bloodstains that filled the city and let out a light sigh.
Judging by the density of runes pointing to the sacrifice, it was estimated that only a follower of the Archbishop level could set up a ritual of such scale.
Humans really were fragile creatures, those who had not embarked on the Path Beyond the Mortal could die from the smallest of accidents, not to mention such a disastrous large-scale cultist sacrifice ritual.
But that was just a sigh.
She had seen too many natural and man-made disasters, so the death of these millions of people only made her feel a bit regretful, deepening her indignation against the Evil God.
"You cultists are seeking death!"
