Chapter 79: Battle Begins
“Then, let the feast begin!”
Wilson struggled to stand up, spreading his arms. His ridiculous posture made him look like a clown, but no one on the scene laughed.
A blood-colored goblet appeared before him.
A sweet, rich aroma began to spread, making the hall damp, as if cold mist had invaded. But it wasn’t mist that permeated, it was blood.
Bright red blood dripped slowly from the ceiling, making the feast on the long table bloody and savage. The luxurious banquet shed its skin, revealing the long-hidden sin and cruelty beneath.
The exquisite food on the long table turned into bloody chunks of meat, organs, and limbs, laid out in vessels made of bone. The wine in the cups was crimson and fragrant blood, and the chandeliers overhead were iron cages filled with corpses and skeletons.
And the culprit who created all this raised his hands high, seemingly the sole victor of this mad dinner.
“What is immersed in the cup is the blood of desire, the blood of greed, the sweet blood! I shall drink this blood, as did Felmod, as this blood drinks me! May your blood all be given to me, spirit and flesh alike, as my steps to the feast! I shall shed my form, become not myself, and ascend higher with my remains!”
As Wilson finished chanting the incantation, everyone felt a sense of lightness, as if they were about to fly. Their gazes were all attracted to the blood-colored goblet, which contained supreme sweetness and fragrance, stimulating everyone’s desires.
Almost at the same time, the Players either drew their weapons or began to cast spells. The Disciplinary Bureau members were a beat slower, but their squad leader, Xu En, charged towards Wilson in the next moment.
The Harik people were stunned, unsure whether to run or stay. Where could they run to anyway? Nasha gazed at the blood cup blankly, and was pulled back by Harik just as she was about to step further towards it.
Witnessing all this, Moria placed his hand on his longsword, but then slowly moved it away. His gaze fell upon Old Sem of the Duwei people, who met his gaze coldly.
Everything was as he had predicted. Wilson showed a satisfied expression.
Next, he just needed to use their blood to make the cup overflow.
He gave a cruel smile, preparing to start with the runners from the Disciplinary Bureau.
However, he soon couldn’t smile anymore. A blinding light, at a speed that no one could react to, pierced directly into Wilson’s chest.
Wilson looked at the dagger lodged in his chest, more precisely in his heart, his face filled with pain and disbelief. He could only slump powerlessly onto his chair, weakly watching the blood continuously flow out.
Those who witnessed this scene temporarily stopped their actions and looked towards the entrance.
A girl in a cloak walked in slowly, her expression icy.
“Wilson, your death is at hand.”
She said.
Li Wen was also confused. She had just cast Spell-less Arc Light on the Raven Feather Dagger, and in the next second, the dagger left her hand and directly pierced Wilson’s vital point.
The only person present who could bypass her and directly control the Raven Feather Dagger was one she could think of.
She looked up at the raven circling overhead, wondering if Grandma Martha gave her the Raven Feather Dagger for this very moment.
Li Wen didn’t dwell on this question for too long; she had more important matters.
“You… cough cough… Who are you?”
Wilson was almost driven to collapse by the pain. He slumped powerlessly on his chair, gasping for breath. After a long while, he struggled to ask.
How could this be possible! The Crimson Feast only allowed eighteen participants, and only the sole survivor was qualified to drink the blood in the cup and transform into a child of God!
Once the ritual began and the participants were full, no one else could enter the ritual. How could there be an intruder?
How could such a great ritual, passed down for generations by the Blood Spirit Desire Church, possibly go wrong!
Li Wen had no idea what Wilson was thinking. She was wondering how to get the Raven Feather Dagger back, because without a weapon, it would be difficult for her to deal with the upcoming battle.
Yes, she didn’t think that a simple stab to the heart could kill Wilson, otherwise he still would have had the strength to speak.
“Wilson, I order you to kill her.” Old Sem suddenly spoke. Ever since Li Wen entered, he had been watching the girl, his gaze cold and emotionless.
“Shut up, old man! Damn bastard, damn slave! Who allowed you to command me with that filthy mouth!” Wilson’s reaction was fierce. He trembled, wanting to pull out the dagger, but as soon as his hand touched it, he recoiled in pain and lost strength.
The wound caused by this dagger was continuously expanding and bleeding. If it weren’t for the Crimson Feast, where he, as the ritual implementer, shared life with all the participants, this bleeding alone would have been enough to kill him.
“Why is my health bar dropping?”
Takebitori suddenly noticed this.
In fact, everyone had noticed this fact. Their lives were continuously draining, and this was clearly related to Wilson.
This won’t do…
Wilson squinted his eyes. He had to make the blood in the cup overflow before these poor sacrifices attacked him, especially now that there was an additional intruder.
He chanted the incantation and began to cast.
Li Wen, who had been watching him, wouldn’t give him a chance. However, without a weapon in her hand, she could only offer prayers of Divine Prayer while loudly reminding Takebitori and the others.
“He’s casting a spell, stop him!”
The moment she finished speaking, Takebitori moved. Holding her shining, sharp longsword, her speed was even faster than Xu En of the Disciplinary Bureau.
Another player who followed suit was Yuzuru. As a hunter class, her output was faster than anyone else. An arrow with scarlet light was instantly shot, piercing Wilson’s head.
“All of you die!”
Wilson, with half of his head blown apart by the arrow, cried out in pain and anger. His spell was complete, and his blood and shattered flesh rapidly flowed back, as if time were reversing. Except for the dagger still stuck in him, everything was fine.
He pulled out the dagger and threw it away, his beast-like, cruel, and greedy gaze falling on everyone present.
Takebitori lunged at him with her longsword. The bright blade drew a beautiful arc in the air, but Wilson actually caught the blade with his bare hands.
“Too weak!”
Wilson punched Takebitori, and his body, which was as bulky as a black bear, was now more agile than anyone else.
Taking the full force of the punch, Takebitori was sent flying backward and crashed onto the ground. She glanced at her remaining health, which was 17%.
If it weren’t for the soft armor provided by the Badger’s Blade Society being strong enough, she would have had to go to the resurrection match after this blow.
A light landed on her, restoring her lost life.
Forcibly changing the target of her Divine Prayer, which was about to be released as a Divine Strike, to Takebitori to ensure she wouldn’t die in the first round, Li Wen frowned at the Raven Feather Dagger at Wilson’s feet and looked up at the raven.
“Look what you’ve done.”
