CHAPTER 203: DESCENT RITUAL

Jeff kept going:

"Of course, I trust that you won’t backstab the clan.

Because no living being can afford the price of betraying our race!"

As he talked,

Jeff spread his eight long arms, serious power bursting out, fully showing off the presence of a high-level badass.

"We will never betray the clan!"

The Black Sinners swore their loyalty again.

They really...

Well...

Under humanity’s nonstop hunt, betrayal wasn’t even an option.

Seeing the rock-solid loyalty in his people’s eyes, Jeff was totally satisfied and nodded slightly.

"Besides the portal ritual,

What’s the deal with Lord Withered’s descent ritual?"

Jeff turned to another crucial task.

Only with a False King’s descent could they stop human powerhouses from screwing up the portal ritual.

Otherwise,

Even if they used tricks and fed bogus intel to mislead Rock Sand City’s human powerhouses,

Once they figured it out, there was still a good chance they’d find ways to mess things up!

Below,

A Black Sinner in charge of the descent ritual immediately answered:

"Sir, this vessel is perfect,

With crazy high compatibility with Lord Withered’s power,

But her soul barrier strength is off the charts,

Nearly several times that of ordinary psychics.

The descent ritual still needs some time."

Jeff’s face went sour.

"How much more time?"

The descent ritual had to be wrapped up before the portal ritual opened. If it dragged on too long, the humans in Rock Sand City might catch on.

"This... this is hard to say...

Maybe a week,

Maybe a month..."

The Black Sinner giving this answer

Broke out in cold sweat.

That vessel’s soul barrier was too rock-solid—it had never run into anything like it before.

"Hell no! Too long!"

Jeff frowned hard.

The portal ritual was about to kick off—they couldn’t drag their feet. Delays meant trouble.

"You gotta finish all prep work within three days!"

Jeff said coldly, his tone leaving zero room for argument!

"Three... three days!!!"

"Sir, that’s impossible!!!"

"..."

Several Black Sinners in charge of the descent ritual looked grim as death.

Forget three days—even three weeks,

They weren’t feeling very confident.

"I don’t give a damn what methods you use,

You gotta finish before the portal ritual opens!"

Jeff’s tone was nasty.

He knew the difficulty was through the roof, but there was no choice—it had to be done!

Otherwise!

The warning in his eyes was crystal clear.

The few Black Sinners looked at each other,

Wondering what the hell to do.

Suddenly,

One Black Sinner spoke up:

"Sir, there’s actually a way to break through the vessel’s soul barrier in crazy short time!"

Jeff asked urgently:

"Spill it! What method?"

This Black Sinner’s expression was dead serious as he slowly said:

"Channel the great power of the dark mist.

The great power of the dark mist can easily trash any being’s soul barrier.

But there’s serious risk—

If we don’t get the vessel away from the dark mist’s corruption in time,

Her soul will be totally infected,

Can’t serve as Lord Withered’s vessel!"

Hearing this,

Jeff’s expression went back and forth between dark and light.

The steady but time-eating original plan,

Or the ballsy but risky new plan.

This high-level Black Sinner fell into serious internal conflict.

If we stick with the original method, there’s pretty much no chance of finishing Lord Withered’s descent ritual on schedule!

After weighing it over and over, Jeff made his call:

"Do what you said!

Start now!"

"Yes, sir!"

With the boss’s order, these Black Sinners naturally followed orders.

They prayed in their hearts

That nothing would go sideways.

Then,

These Black Sinners respectfully backed off from the area and went to the deepest part of the cave.

There,

Fancy patterns were carved on the walls, floor, and ceiling, forming weird vines.

Withered yellow vines wrapped around the center, where some trapped woman lay.

Her eyes filled with terror:

"Help me!

Someone save me!"

Diliya’s heart was full of despair.

Her dear friend’s prophecy had come true in this form!

On December 1st,

She had been super careful and cautious,

Deliberately finding a small courtyard to hide in, trying to escape fate.

But wouldn’t you know it, that little courtyard turned out to be a Black Sinner hideout.

The moment she got close, she was nabbed on the spot.

Luckily, from their casual chatter, they wanted to use her as a vessel,

So her life wasn’t in immediate danger.

Wait... what was there to be happy about?

She’d croak eventually anyway!

"Familiar travelers,

Strange travelers,

Where are you?"

Diliya prayed in her heart

For the second half of the prophecy poem to come true fast.

Even though she couldn’t figure out its real meaning,

In desperate situations, you always had to hold onto hope of making it out alive!

"The Black Sinners have some major conspiracy—

How can I get this info out?"

As the vessel,

The Black Sinners didn’t deliberately keep stuff from her.

Through this, Diliya had gotten terrifying intel about the horrible conspiracy these Black Sinners were cooking up!

And... there were backstabbers among the humans in Rock Sand City!!!

"Who could the mole be?"

Diliya was shocked.

Someone actually had the balls to get in bed with Black Sinners, and they held a high position—information that even she didn’t have access to, the Black Sinners knew crystal clear.

She felt Rock Sand City was covered in dark clouds, not knowing when a storm would hit.

Suddenly,

Footsteps sounded.

Several Black Sinners walked over.

Diliya barely heard their conversation.

"Are we really channeling the great power of the dark mist?

Way too dangerous!"

"Damn, no choice—it’s the boss’s order."

"All for our race!"

"...The boss isn’t here, you can drop the act."

"Uh, force of habit.

Without doing this,

We can’t finish the job on time, and the boss definitely won’t let us off the hook."

"So... let’s start channeling the dark mist power!"

These Black Sinners started

Drawing a new ritual around Diliya.

Blood light spread, dark energy boiled.

"What... what are you doing!"

Diliya had a seriously bad feeling.

These Black Sinners turned a deaf ear.

They didn’t give a crap about the vessel’s thoughts at all—whether they succeeded or failed,

This poor vessel would lose her mind anyway.

...

After pushing his underlings to hurry up with the descent ritual,

High-level Black Sinner Jeff thought for a moment and gave another order:

"Go tell Luckybe to get back here.

Tell her Lord Withered’s descent ritual

Is ready to rock."

"Yes, sir."

...

Outside,

"If those two were telling the truth,

Behind the sand waterfall, there’s a Black Sinner hideout."

Carlos thought briefly and decided to have Purple Vortex lead the Purple Thornblade Shield Guards to check it out.

The Dark Purple Force Field could build a passage through the sand waterfall.

Plus Carlos could share Purple Vortex’s vision—this was definitely the best choice.

He immediately landed nearby, summoned the shield guards, and gave them orders.