Chapter 135: Chapter 112: The Advent of Dan Kalabi
Two flames floated in the air, like the signal to start the ritual ceremony.
"Students, tremble, fear, for this is your final lesson."
"In the future, you must be wary of the evil in people’s hearts and not trust others easily."
The Blood Saint laughed heartily.
"Ah yes, you won’t have that opportunity, after all, you won’t even get a chance at reincarnation."
"Your souls will be offered to the Demon God; it loves souls filled with despair and wailing."
"It will place each of you in its mouth, chewing slowly, savoring the chilly feeling of your fear and despair."
"I wonder if you like this."
The Blood Saint grinned wickedly, like a frenzied clown.
At this moment, the Blood Saint tossed the Blood Pool he held into the air.
In midair, the Blood Pool grew larger and larger until it reached the size of a bathtub.
Blood-red flames burst out from the Blood Pool, and the surrounding bloody smell grew stronger.
This was also due to the Sunflower King’s clone subtly emitting a thick scent of blood and flesh.
In the shadows, a colossal creature’s eyelid twitched, finally catching the strong scent of blood.
Surrounding it was an atmosphere of fear and despair, yet many maintained their faith, silently praying for a miracle.
Ye Bai watched the commencement of the ritual with interest, thinking if he had a camera, he would record the entire process.
This was the best opportunity to study the occult; the method to summon a Demon God is known only to a few.
Ye Bai himself only knew the method to summon Dan Kalabi, which the system had provided.
The blood-red flames burst open like fireworks, transforming into streaks of red flame in midair.
The flames burrowed into the foreheads of the Dark Night Blood Bats.
The Dark Night Blood Bats then widened their eyes as if they were about to pop out, their bodies began to inflate like balloons.
They felt breathless, their blood out of their control, and it seemed as if a drill was boring into their foreheads.
When they could no longer hold on, a series of popping sounds erupted like bursting tires.
Countless Dark Night Blood Bats exploded, creating an exceptionally spectacular scene.
A rain of blood fell from above, mixing with flesh onto the crowd serving as sacrifices, causing screams to suddenly erupt.
The students watched as blood-red liquid fell from the sky, their pupils dilating rapidly.
Their psychological fear escalated quickly, a tense atmosphere deliberately manufactured by the Blood Saint.
Human beings filled with fear are the best sacrifice for summoning a Demon God.
Many students fainted from fright, while others screamed aloud, their bodies convulsing violently, completely out of control — an effect of extreme terror.
If they were rescued by the Pet Beast Union, this memory would have to be erased to prevent severe psychological trauma.
Sharp screams pierced the air, and everyone prayed that misfortune would not befall them.
In such an environment, even atheists found their faith becoming devout.
If a benevolent deity could save them from disaster, they might become fervent believers.
Students were drenched head to toe in the blood and flesh of the Dark Night Blood Bats, faces smeared with foul-smelling gore, their original appearances obscured.
They felt as if they were lying in a mire, bodies covered in blood and filth, their souls seemingly tainted with a putrid stench.
Blood dripped from their bodies, making a ticking sound.
A significant amount of blood had pooled below, forming small puddles.
No matter how much they prayed, no miracle happened, and many cursed aloud, as if venting their inner grievance.
Some felt great pain, considering this the most painful moment of their lives.
Help, someone save me!
These enthusiastic students now resembled humble supplicants, begging others to come rescue them.
The Dark Night Blood Bat’s blood contained toxins, causing a burning pain, although the toxins were mild and could be neutralized with a common antitoxic potion.
However, fear of the unknown surpassed fear of the known.
They grew increasingly desperate, beginning to resent the world and those who lived in the light and rain.
The Blood Saint looked upon the humans with a mocking smile as they emitted expressions of fear, despair, and sorrow.
He seemed to thoroughly enjoy this process.
"Human fear and despair are the bait to summon the Demon God."
"Only by magnifying human fear and despair infinitely can Dan Kalabi be successfully summoned from Hell."
"Oh, those two were quite lucky; it seems the placement of my blood ritual saved them from a calamity."
The Blood Saint noticed that only Ye Bai and Li Chen in the middle of the altar barely escaped a disaster.
Some blood and flesh landed on their pant legs.
The blood filled the grooves on the ground, forming the pattern to summon the Demon God.
This blood flowed like a brilliant light, even displaying a faint blood-colored halo, akin to fine Pigeon Blood Rubies.
This was the first step of the summoning ritual: drawing the array with fresh blood.
At that moment, the Blood Saint raised his hand high, chanting the invocation loudly.
His followers were all prostrated on the ground, chanting the runes likewise.
The blood gradually surged into the center of the altar, enveloping the emerald green crystal stones.
Ye Bai watched as the Wood Attribute crystal stones were increasingly stained by the color of blood, drawing out the energy inside.
The stones disappeared piece by piece, and wisps of bright red aura permeated from the void, gathering above.
A gigantic pentagram phantom gradually formed, a terrifying aura descending upon the earth.
This was the phantom of Dan Kalabi descending upon the human world.
It is said that the hell where the Demon God resides is not on Blue Star, but in another world.
Due to the rules set by the Crystal Wall, the phantoms usually manifested by Demon Gods are slightly weaker than their true forms.
Nevertheless, Demon Gods are masters of the rules. If a decent sacrifice is made to please them, they may grant treasures of equal value.
Though Dan Kalabi specializes in gem appraisal and the summoning of avian pet beasts, it can also extract human Essence of Blood to form Blood Stones. Its Eye of Appraisal can choose the talent most suitable for the Blood Saint to bestow upon him.
"Who is summoning me?"
"The great Hell Demon God, Sixty-Ninth Pillar Demon God, Dan Kalabi."
The pentagram gradually came into view, an overwhelming pressure engulfing everyone, making them feel as if they could not breathe.
It was as if they were a leaf boat in the middle of a stormy night.
On each point of Dan Kalabi’s pentagram, there was an eye filled with blood-red veins, while the center was a mouth brimming with sharp teeth. Suspended in mid-air, the five giant eyes roamed around.
"Great Demon God, it is I who summoned you."
"Please enjoy the grand feast I have prepared for you."
"I shall first flay alive two talented youths."
"Please relish their sweet cries of agony; their souls will also be offered to you!"
The Blood Saint bowed deeply, speaking with utmost servility, maintaining the respect due to the Demon God and striving to win its favor.
This was advice that had been passed down within the Blood Saint’s lineage for generations.
They excelled at blood sacrifices and received benefits from the hands of the Demon God.
Dan Kalabi, hearing the Blood Saint’s suggestion, seemed quite pleased.
This human was astute.
"Cries of agony I hear often, but flaying alive is a seldom seen ritual."
"Human souls filled with fear are my prized specimens."
"What I cherish most is tearing them apart, putting them into my mouth, and chewing them in big bites."
"While their souls howl in torment, they always remain conscious."
Dan Kalabi exhibited a keen interest.
Its enormous eyes wandered, eager to see the gift the Blood Saint was about to present.
Yet, when its gaze fell upon the pillar binding Ye Bai and Li Chen, its five eyes contracted sharply.
"You, you dare to insult me like this!"
What Dan Kalabi saw was a plump rabbit and the carrots wrapped around it.
Knowing full well that it detested these two items the most, why were they placed on the altar?
Was this person deliberately trying to humiliate it?
"How could it be, where are those people?"
"How did they escape!"
The Blood Saint looked up and was dumbfounded; everything was ruined, the Demon God was furious!
He could sense that at the moment, Dan Kalabi was very angry, its five eyes widened like bronze bells, body trembling, with an expression dark as ink that seemed ready to drip.
The terrifying aura spreading sent many students fainting on the spot.
Judging by the oppressive atmosphere emanating from Dan Kalabi, it was extremely furious.
From the moment the Blood Saint began the invocation, Ye Bai had used the Sunflower King to unbind himself and Li Chen.
What the Blood Saint didn’t know was that while he presided over the summoning ritual, Ye Bai and Li Chen had secretly hidden using the clones of the Blood Gu Butterfly and Light Goddess Butterfly.
Boxing Rabbit and the carrots were left there to provoke Dan Kalabi.
"Sunflower King, now’s the time, go."
With Ye Bai’s command, the clones of Sunflower King emerged from the ground.
Beneath every student’s feet, there were two sunflowers.
"Are you here to insult me?"
"Don’t you know I hate rabbits and carrots the most?"
The earsplitting roar echoed across the altar.
The followers of the Blood Saint trembled in fear, not wishing to incur the Demon God’s wrath.
Many suddenly felt a pain in their chest; glancing down, they saw a long root piercing through their hearts.