117: Ominous signs are coming

The boy's face was filled with terror, his body trembling uncontrollably, but the men beside him, looking fierce and malevolent, forcibly pressed him to the ground, shouting at him not to move.

Before long, an old man wearing a black robe appeared.

His robe was embroidered with a strange pattern using golden thread, which looked like a goat with curved horns.

One of the goat's horns was broken, giving it a somewhat ferocious look.

The old man held a wooden staff and looked down at the boy pinned to the floor, his face devoid of any pity.

Not just him, but everyone gathered in the church showed no sign of distress; instead, their faces were filled with a frenzied devotion!

“Today... the day has finally arrived!”

“Our God is about to descend!”

The old man's strange tone carried a sense of incitement, and upon hearing his words, the people in the church erupted, roaring in excitement!

However, the boy pinned to the ground grew even more terrified.

His eyes widened in terror, and he struggled desperately, his face pale, not daring to stop even as his skin scraped raw and his wrists broke.

Unfortunately, he ultimately could not escape the men controlling him.

Sorrow and despair filled the boy's eyes.

“Child, do not be afraid. You will become the vessel of God; this is an honor!”

The old man looked at the boy with affectionate eyes, and when he forcefully shook the long staff in his hand, it emitted a sound like clashing metal.

Just as the boy was about to cry for help, a beam of light emerged from the tip of the old man's wooden staff!

Black-purple, dense black-purple light, just like the sinister aura the Consultant had seen before!

As soon as this aura appeared, it quickly enveloped the entire church!

Everyone's expression changed instantly!

Fear, nervousness, excitement, agitation... these complex and conflicting emotions appeared on everyone's face!

A hint of confusion appeared in the boy's expression, and then he seemed to realize something, but it was already too late!

After circling the church, the black-purple sinister aura quickly transformed into a mass of black energy and poured into the boy through his mouth and nose!

“Aaaah!”

The boy let out a painful wail, and at the same time, his body began to struggle uncontrollably once more!

The muscular men suppressing the boy on either side turned pale and quickly increased their force, firmly pinning down the boy's arms.

What they hadn't expected was that even after dislocating the boy's arm joints, they still couldn't suppress his frantic struggling.

The feeling was like trying to restrain a High-level Demonic Beast about to burst out of the ground!

Fear, and the next moment... Bang! Bang!

Accompanied by two muffled thuds, the two men restraining the boy were flung straight back, crashing heavily against the wall before falling unconscious to the ground.

The crowd was in an uproar!

Everyone's gaze fell upon the boy!

The boy was not conscious; throwing off the men was merely an unconscious action. Now, freed from restraint, he was rolling on the ground, wailing, with black energy surging around him.

This process was not short; the boy's pain seemed to spread from his body to his head. He frantically slammed his head against the ground, as if something were trying to bore its way out of his skull.

Blood began to appear, and suddenly, a ferocious shriek pierced the room.

The boy's scalp began to grow continuously.

Upon seeing this scene, everyone, including the old man presiding over the ritual, showed fanatical reverence on their faces.

They all knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe loudly, continuously muttering something under their breath.

Finally, the boy's wailing began to subside, and he lowered his hands. Although his face was stained with blood, a strange smile could still be discerned through the gore.

“Heh heh...”

Following the sound of the strange laughter, complex black runes appeared on his body, gradually spreading across his entire form.

The boy's originally black eyes also began to change at this moment.

Goat-like horizontal pupils appeared, coupled with the ferocious horns on his head, making the boy look like a monster.

“O God, have you finally successfully descended?”

The old man trembled as he raised his head to look at the boy, his voice shaking with apparent excitement.

That boy... no, he was no longer the original boy now.

It should be said that he had become the incarnation of the evil omen.

This was far more terrifying than Wang Song, whom the Consultant had dealt with before!

This was the evil omen that, through the efforts of numerous followers, had successfully torn open the connection between the Void Realm and this world, successfully stepping into this world!

The evil omen, having occupied the boy's body, remained silent, lowering its head with a strange smile and lightly flexing its wrists, seemingly adapting to this new body.

The old man who presided over the ritual spoke again, respectfully and humbly.

“O Great God, we are all your believers. We hope you can lead us away from this city and take revenge on those who abandoned us!”

The old man's voice was trembling with excitement, and many people in the church echoed his sentiments.

This was also the reason they established the Black Goat Church!

“Revenge?”

The evil omen slowly lowered its hand, repeated the old man's words, and then let out a chilling laugh.

“Heh heh heh heh... Of course!”

He sneered, raised his head, and scanned everyone with those terrifying eyes. “Of course, I will lead you to take revenge on those who abandoned you, but before that...”

As he spoke, he turned to look at the old man beside him.

The old man's body shuddered, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet its gaze, asking in a faint voice, “O Great God, please feel free to command us, your believers.”

“Hmph hmph...” The evil omen sneered. “Very well. Go find a person named Consultant in Dragon County, and bring me his head. Then I can help you take revenge, and even...”

The evil omen paused slightly here, spread its arms, and the black aura transformed into a mass of flames burning behind it.

“I will lead you to rebuild the entire world, letting the Void destroy everything you despise!”

These terrifying words would instill fear anywhere else, but not here. The followers fanatically raised their hands, devoutly looking up at the black flames, their faces full of longing as they continuously muttered some unrecognizable prayer.

This language seemed to possess a magical power, quickly spreading throughout Snowmelt City.

Just a few minutes later, the strange prayer continuously echoed throughout Snowmelt City.

The sinister aura also grew stronger as the black flames intensified!