52 Witchcraft

On the other side, in the enemy camp.

On an empty space on the east side of the camp, a brazier was burning. Even in the daytime, it gave off a very eerie feeling.

Here, the main generals of the enemy also gathered together and formed a circle, looking at the center.

On the ground in the middle was a huge hexagram magic array formed by white candles, stones, and animal organs.

In the middle of the magic circle lay a naked girl.

The girl was dead, her empty eyes wide open.

Da da da...

At this moment, footsteps came from behind.

A young man in a cloak walked over, and Princess Trish followed him, holding a wooden tray in her hand.

Everyone saluted respectfully. "Sir Wizard."

The man raised his hand and glanced at the girl. "Is this the sacrifice? Are you sure she's a virgin? If she's not a virgin, the Evil God won't accept it."