Squeak!

Some dilapidated wooden doors were pushed open, and the sunlight fell on his body softly. The familiar yet unfamiliar warmth made Qi Yuan a little distracted.

Qi Yuan raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at the sun hanging in the sky.

The sun passed through the thick clouds, dyeing the morning glow in the sky with a faint blush. The long-lost sunshine is so clear.

"It's really the sun!"

Qi Yuan murmured in a low voice.

Squeak!

The sound of wooden doors rubbing against each other came from a distance, Qi Yuan looked around and saw Mo Sheng push the door out.

Mo Sheng also had an unconcealable shock on his face, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

Why did Mo Sheng come in?

Could it be that he is also a sacrifice for the Doomsday Sacrifice?

Just when Qi Yuan was surprised, Mo Sheng also found Qi Yuan, the two looked at each other, and finally Mo Sheng leaned over.

"Where are we? I remember that I should sleep in my own room." Mo Sheng asked in a low voice.

Qi Yuan looked around, and found that the location he was in was like an ancient village, surrounded by houses with earth and stone structures, one after another, strange faces pushed open the door and came out of the house.

However, the people who came out from behind didn't seem surprised at all. They seemed to be the aborigines here. There were only two people like me, with expressions full of shock and disbelief.

"This should be the Ritual of Doom!" Qi Yuan said in a low voice.

The Ritual of Doom!

Mo Sheng opened his mouth, not knowing how to express the shock in his heart.

After a while, Mo Sheng finally calmed down. He carefully recalled the scene before he fell asleep, and didn't think of anything unusual.

"How long have you been awake?" Mo Sheng asked in a low voice.

"About three hours." Qi Yuan said.

"Then did you open the door before dawn?"

"No." Qi Yuan shook his head.

"The night here seems very dangerous. It seems that as long as you open the door, you will be swallowed by monsters. I even heard the breathing of monsters outside the door."

Mo Sheng's expression became serious.

"It's the same with me. I woke up less than an hour ago. When I was about to open the door, an extremely dangerous warning of inspiration stopped me. It didn't disappear until after dawn."

"Look at the brows of other people, there seems to be a strange mark, they should be the aborigines here." Qi Yuan whispered.

Hearing this, Mo Sheng looked around and saw a black mark between the eyebrows of everyone around. The mark was very complicated, but it felt incomplete, like a broken totem.

"The long-haired woman at twelve o'clock, and the middle-aged man at nine o'clock, they don't have marks between their eyebrows. They should be the sacrifices that were pulled into the doomsday sacrifice just like us."

Mo Sheng looked in the direction Qi Yuan said, just in time to see the eyes of the other two people looking over, the eyes of the four met, and after confirming that there was indeed no mark between each other's brows, Mo Sheng nodded and motioned for the other two to come closer .

Qi Yuan's heart moved slightly. When the middle-aged man saw him, his gaze stayed on his face for an extra second, as if he knew him.

After the two approached, Qi Yuan confirmed his guess even more. Both of them were of the seventh rank, which perfectly met the requirements of the sacrificial offering.

After looking at each other for a while, the middle-aged man was the first to ask:

"Who are you and what is this place?"

"This should be the sacrifice of the doomsday. As for our identities, we should all be sacrifices chosen by the saints of the doomsday." Qi Yuan said.

The Ritual of Doom!

Sacrifice!

Hearing this, the two frowned tightly. They had obviously heard of the Doomsday Ritual. After a while, the middle-aged man turned his attention to Qi Yuan.

"The sacrifices selected by the Doomsday Ritual should all be of the seventh order. It seems that you haven't broken through the apocalypse yet."

"I don't know why, but the Ritual of Doom is the only possibility I can think of." Qi Yuan said.

Mo Sheng took a deep breath, he finally remembered something.

"When I was at the sixth level, I met Xu Geng, who is also the saint of ghosts. I should have been selected by him at that time to become a sacrifice for the Doomsday Sacrifice."

"When I just broke through to the seventh level, I also met a doomsday saint." The woman also said.

The face of the middle-aged man became increasingly ugly.

"I also met the saints of the last days."

Qi Yuan shrugged.

"I met him too. I didn't confirm his identity at first, but now I do."

Cyclops is the Saint of the Last Days!

"Although we don't know why we were chosen, I think you all know the danger of the Doomsday Ritual. Maybe we should try to join forces." Mo Sheng suggested.

The middle-aged man didn't agree immediately, but just glanced at Qi Yuan and said, "You two knew each other before you came in?"

Mo Sheng glanced at him, and said lightly: "We have a fateful friendship, is there a problem?"

"No problem." The middle-aged man smiled.

"How are you going to join forces?"

"Why don't you introduce yourself first," Qi Yuan said.

The middle-aged man's face froze, but it was well hidden. He looked at Qi Yuan and said:

"I agree, how about starting with you?"

"Alright." Qi Yuan nodded.

"My name is Qi Yuan, a sixth-level fighting domain, from Doomsday Arms."

After Qi Yuan's simple self-introduction, the long-haired woman who had been silent all this time suddenly glanced at Qi Yuan with a little surprise in her eyes.

"Mo Sheng~lightnovelpub.net~ The seventh-order combat domain also comes from Doomsday Armament." Mo Sheng said.

The middle-aged man did not answer, but looked at the long-haired woman.

The long-haired woman's eyes were cold, and she didn't seem to like to communicate. After a few seconds of silence, she followed Qi Yuan's way of self-introduction and said:

"Xia Zhiqiao, the seventh-level mysterious domain, comes from the gate of truth."

Mysterious Domain!

After Xia Zhiqiao finished introducing herself, all three of them looked at her in surprise.

It is not a secret that the doomsday saints can invalidate most of the abilities of the mysterious domain. Many high-level powerhouses know that among the few doomsday saints who have appeared, they seem to be fighting domains and elemental domains. There are no mechanics and no mysterious domains. .

Although this is just a rule summed up by others, it is the consensus of everyone that Doomsday does not favor the mysterious domain. I did not expect that there would be apocalypse from the mysterious domain that would be involved in the Ritual of Doomsday.

Maybe her mysterious domain ability is a bit special, Qi Yuan thought silently.

The middle-aged man finally introduced himself.

"Shi Fan, the seventh-level element domain, comes from the Flesh and Blood Alliance."

"Since we have decided to join forces, what should we do next?" Shi Fan looked at Mo Sheng and said.

Mo Sheng was about to call a few people back to the room to discuss, when a burly man with a mark between his eyebrows suddenly leaned over.

The four quickly entered a state of alert, because although the visitor was an aborigine, he gave people a strong sense of oppression, which meant that the visitor was very powerful, at least an eighth-level powerhouse.

"Outsiders, the village chief wants to see you, come with me!" the burly man said indifferently.

After finishing speaking, the burly man turned around and walked towards the center of the village in silence, as if he didn't want to talk to a few people.

The four of them looked at each other, seeing shock in their eyes.

He knows he is an outsider!