484 Advent: Part 2

A continuous stream of living people was constantly being added like ingredients into the medicinal furnace of a theater.

From time to time, Faldt reached out and stirred the ritual circle beneath the theater, and every time he moved his hands, a red light will flash across the ground.

"My Lord, someone had fled. About thirty of them. Their strength by local standards is at about Five-winged level."

A black swordthrall suddenly appeared behind Faldt.

The so-called swordthralls were monsters with humanoid form, but all of their limbs were blade-like weapons.

The bodies of these monsters were as tough as iron and difficult to destroy. Due to their extreme speed and explosive power, their actual combat ability was about the level of a Two-winged Darksider.

"Send men to bring them back. I need more blood sacrifice, this much is not enough," Faldt said calmly. "As you command."

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