It was so secretive and dark that everyone was frightened and panicked.
Listening to the exclamations of surprise coming from the other side of the restaurant, Eleazar was unmoved.
They'll be fine. They'll be in shock at best.
That Demon Sequencer was not going to let these hard-won sacrifices die so easily.
Knowing what his opponent was up to, Eleazar gradually took the initiative.
"From the inside?"
"Trying to throw us out?"
Eleazar frowned, looking at the inverted hangers swaying before him with sudden clarity.
"Yes, the inverted hangman ceremony is over and this is no longer the site..."
"The next ritual, out in the woods, is the piercing penalty!"
Nailing 11 of them to sharp stakes several meters high, wailing for days, and dying horribly after the spikes slowly emerged from their throats?
"He's planning to make the whole island a hellish picture scroll?"
"Heh!"
Eleazar sneered and suddenly drew his sword, cutting the ropes off all of the dozen or so upside-down hangers.
Jump down to the 1st floor lobby, gather up the pile of bodies for a bit, and then a fire is lit.
How do you anger a demon?
Trample its works!
Eleazar clapped his hands together and nodded in satisfaction as he watched how the gust of cloudy wind couldn't suppress the transcendental flames.
The other side is almost ready to show up...
Not intending to lure the Demon Sequencer over to the restaurant, Eleazar stood quietly in the hall, taking one last check of his gear.
Silver bullets are the decisive tool in this fight, putting the revolver in the smoothest position.
Suddenly, a dark shadow poured out of the side corridor.
It was an endless number of black bugs, carrying hairy and tiny tentacles, densely forming a tide of dark insects.
"Showing up over there? Sure is a bully and a demon ..."
Eleazar summoned a cold shield and rushed into the tide of insects, and wherever the white frost passed through, everything turned to ice shards in the sky, and the entire corridor was ravaged as if by an ice storm.
In the dining room, an endless tide of worms tilted down the chimney, dousing the campfire and in moments laying a black writhing carpet on the floor as everyone stood at the table, a few screaming and waving torches as they desperately tried to repel the tide.
As if that fire wasn't lit with transcendental spirituality, the torch would have been waved out long ago by one of Lillian's witch-shaped dances.
Eleazar came charging in with the white frost spreading wildly on both sides, and leapt up gently to everyone's incredibly shocked, amazed eyes.
The deep, piercing cold that came to their faces made the crowd's cold hairs stand on end and they subconsciously avoided it.
The knight took a single stride and instantly stood in front of everyone, his sword blade rising up and releasing an energy barrier.
Eleazar, who was in mid-air, gave him a slight nod.
The figure then crashed down, landing heavily in the center of the room.
"Boom!"
The floor shook with a bang, the thick brick panels were shaken up, the dining table shook, and a wave of qi that was like materialization instantly exploded, condensing and crushing everything along the way, laying down a layer of white frost that tempered everything.
The black tide of insects was instantly cleared, and the crowd, wrapped in the energy barrier, realized that they were suddenly in an ice cellar.
"Crack!"
The ice cellar crumbled like an eggshell, and everyone's vision opened up, and in the flashes of lightning and thunder outside, a lone figure stood silently in the center of the room, the familiar side of his face flickering in the flashes, and the snowy whiteness at his feet slowly fading away.
"Eleazar's classmates ... You!"
Seebel suddenly burst into tears.
Suddenly, a few people who were too shocked to speak stumbled.
It was the dining table that had been disintegrated from its structure by the frost and could no longer bear the weight of several people and collapsed with a crash.
Hanging on to a strip of frozen snot, Enloe climbed to her feet and cried out in horror, "What is this! What the hell is this?"
"It's Transcendence!"
Lillian's mouth drops open and Norton, suddenly mad with excitement, staggers to his feet and rushes out, only to be immobilized by a sudden flash of violet light.
The group froze in their bodies, their heads dropping straight down.
Eleazar, who had raised his arm at some point, slowly lowered his psychic ring.
After waiting a few seconds, the knight and the witch quickly opened their eyes.
Fintan subconsciously tightened his grip on his steel sword and jerked up to look around, dropping his guard only when the memory breaks were repaired by Transcendental Activity.
"What did you find out there?"
"Demon Sequencer, trying to cast me out for an evil ritual."
"That... Watch out!"
Fintan was just about to press on with something when he jerked his head in the flickering electric light and spotted a tall figure standing under the window.
Raise your sword, sidestep, and jab!
His warning was still spreading in the air, but the figure had already broken through afterward.
"Boom--!"
The entire wall was blasted out of a large hole by the sharp sword qi.
Eleazar stood still for a moment, lifting a hand to cover his face from the debris splatter and slowly turning his head. "What are you so excited about ..."
"I saw him!"
Fintan stood in front of the broken hole, his eyes constantly searching out into the courtyard beyond.
"Don't look outside, he's on top of you..."
The knight tilted his head momentarily, saw a figure hanging upside down from the ceiling, and swung his sword again.
"Boom!"
The restaurant collapsed in half as a result of the explosion of debris in the sky.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
Looking at the ceiling as the layers collapsed down, Eleazar cautioned taking a step back until he was backed up in front of the crowd.
At this moment, the castle was as if it was being bombarded by heavy artillery, as one after another roar exploded, and debris splattered all over the sky.
The knight chased after the figure that floated around, thrusting sword after sword, and slowly disappeared, only to hear the startling commotion grow farther and farther away.
With that fool thus lured away, Eleazar looked at the crowd around him whose eyelids were fluttering violently, knowing that they would soon regain their senses.
At that moment, a silent figure emerged from the floor beside them.
In that moment when time was slowed down, the Witch slowly raised her arm, pulling the raindrops that filled the sky outside into watery arrows that came hurtling in.
It would be too slow to expect her to save the world.
"Is it a shadow ability ..."
Eleazar murmured, drew his revolver lightning fast and pulled the trigger three times straight.
"Bang!"
The three silver bullets that sprayed out from the muzzle at almost the same time, tracing their own trajectories with hazy white light and rippling waves, instantly pierced through the figure that hadn't yet stood still.
"Uh-"
With a muffled grunt, black smoke emerged from the back of the torso that was almost broken in two, and then the entire figure planted itself backward, scattering into a field of black Shashuo.
The witch blinked, realizing that the fight was over in an instant.
"Is he dead?"
"No!"
Eleazar frowned and shifted his feet, quickly stepping in front of Fina.
A sheet of rain tilted in and poured over the faces of the crowd, waking them up.
Everyone's faces were incredibly blank, only to see Fintan's classmates suddenly rush back from outside.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to ask something, a low voice came from all directions.
"Chaotic souls, confused souls, righteous souls, dark souls..."