Kapitel 227: True Malice Is Born

"I don't care about who you are!...Just tell me what the hell you're planning here?!"

Attempting to throw another fit of air towards the man desperately, his efforts were thwarted by the pesky barrier protecting him. 

"I merely think it is a thoughtful gesture to give one's name to his victim. It is a sad thought for one to be killed by a nameless entity. Mm...I don't know if there is any point in telling rather than showing, but I suppose some don't care much for surprises. I guess the dead have the right to be impatient."

This guy is cocky as hell despite his dead-pan tone! If only this damn barrier wasn't in the way, I'd--ugh, Lucas thought. 

Staying quiet, his silence seemed to coax the stern, yet talkative greyed, old cultist as he kept his hollow eyes on the boy. 

"A summoning ritual is being performed; the opposite of a sacrifice, isn't it?"

"Summoning?...Just what're you trying to conjure?"