With that, Su Moyi didn't even wait for Frost Throat Hosen to object before continuing with the sacrifice.
Frost Throat Hosen opened his mouth, but ultimately, he said nothing to stop her.
By now, the Sacrificial Array had already been completed. Su Moyi raised her Magic Staff high, chanting an ancient and profane Abyssal Spell.
The sound was like millions of insects gnawing on bone; merely hearing it was enough to make one's skin crawl.
"O great Lord of a Thousand Tendrils, Moragis, hear the call of your faithful servant... With flesh as the offering and souls as the guide, I bid you descend and enjoy this feast of souls..."
As her impassioned chant echoed, the Sacrificial Array, empowered by the blood, flared to life, and a crimson light shot into the heavens.
Soon.
The space in the center of the plaza began to warp. An invisible fissure was slowly torn open, and a terrifying will from the Abyss descended through the rift.
In an instant.
