"Today, I have gathered everyone here because there is an important ritual that requires your participation." The supre leader's voice inadvertently carried a hint of excitent: "In a while, no matter what happens, everyone must remain calm.
He cast a sullen glance at the subordinates standing in front of him: "During the ritual, nobody is allowed to make any noise, otherwise," the leader sneered: "you will face the highest punishnt at headquarters!
After finishing speaking, he clapped his hands a few tis, and from a cave behind him, two similarly dressed n in black carried out a cage covered with cloth.
Although everyone's curiosity was piqued about what was inside the cage, due to the supre leader's order earlier, no one uttered a sound.
Jiang Cheng was different at this mont. Observing the steps and expressions of the two n carrying the cage, they appeared relaxed, and Jiang Cheng even suspected that if not for emphasizing the sanctity or importance of what was inside the cage, one of them could have managed it with just one hand.
The cage was not very large and didn't seem heavy. Combined with their previous experiences, Jiang Cheng had already deduced that inside the cage was the Little Flaming Firebird they had been desperately pursuing.
But what kind of ritual would the group's higher-ups use the Little Flaming Firebird for? And what role would the Little Flaming Firebird play in this ritual?
Jiang Cheng truly had no idea.
He decided that he would not act until the most critical mont; he wanted to see what these Black Exhaust Group mbers intended to do with the Little Flaming Crow.
On the square, the enemy standing alongside them was evidently curious about the cage. So of them even tiptoed furtively, trying to get a better look.
The two n carrying the cage arrived at the center of the square and placed it on what appeared to be an altar-like structure.
The supre leader clasped his hands in front of his heart, mumbling sothing under his breath, unknown to anyone.
Then he turned around, walked up to the cage, and once again opened his mouth: "The ritual is about to begin. I solemnly repeat to all of you: no matter what happens, you must not make any noise or movent.
This matter concerns the future of our Black Exhaust Group. Therefore, anyone who interferes with the ritual will be severely punished!
The supre leader of the Black Exhaust Group unveiled the black cloth covering the cage.
As Jiang Cheng had guessed, inside the cage was the Little Flaming Firebird they had been desperately seeking. But at this mont, using the term "little" to describe her no longer seed appropriate.
Their separation from the Little Flaming Crow had not been short; many days had passed without eting. The original Little Flaming Crow had grown.
If originally she was the size of an old crow, now her body was almost 1.3 tis the original size.
From the looks of it, during the ti she was captured by the Black Exhaust Group, the Little Flaming Crow did not suffer any mistreatnt. On the contrary, they likely took good care of her.
In the sunlight, the Little Flaming Crow's entirely crimson feathers appeared even more splendid, with sunlight reflecting off her, sparkling with spots of golden light that made her seem even more sacred and mysterious.
Jiang Cheng sighed inwardly, but not because she was sacred or mysterious. He knew well that this little creature was incredibly gluttonous and cunning, with enough intelligence to display wit.
He clearly rembered how the Little Flaming Firebird in the small town on Delmar Planet used her charm to trick food out of the hands of the local children.
Sure enough, just as Jiang Cheng expected, inside the cage brought by the enemies was the Little Flaming Firebird they had been desperately seeking. Although Jiang Cheng didn't understand what they intended to do with the Little Flaming Firebird, he had a premonition that these enemies planned to use her as an offering to start their upcoming sacred ritual.
The supre leader of the Black Exhaust Group opened the cage and removed a piece of black cloth covering the head of the Little Flaming Firebird.
"The Little Flaming Firebird screeched in fury, and having lost the item covering her, she flapped her wings and flew up.
However, a slender chain clearly restricted her movent within the Fan Country.
Sounding her cries, the Little Flaming Firebird angrily spewed a fla at the supre leader.
The Little Flaming Firebird could actually emit flas!
This surprised Jiang Cheng.
But the fla was evidently lacking in impact, as a small shield appeared in the leader's hand, blocking the Little Flaming Firebird's fla attack.
Clothed entirely in black robes, the supre leader of the Black Exhaust Group laughed maniacally at the Little Flaming Firebird's attack, not only unconcerned but rather pleased.
The Black Exhaust personnel watching were all unaware of what their leader planned to do with this bird. They were all waiting eagerly.
At that mont, a person in black whispered sothing into the ear of the supre leader, who began to announce loudly: "The ritual is about to begin in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
Imdiately after the "1" left his mouth, an arrow from an unknown direction accurately hit the chain binding the Little Flaming Firebird.
The people watching were stunned, collectively turning their heads to look for the direction from which the arrow had co.
Not far from them, an alien race girl stumbled, slowly approaching them with shaky steps.
The supre leader pressed his hands down, silencing the chatter of his subordinates, watching coldly as Yanran approached them.
"Release the Little Flaming Firebird!" Yanran commanded, pointing at the leader.
Her voice was hoarse but carried a tone full of determination.
"You think you can?! The supre leader replied coldly.
"Release the Little Flaming Firebird!" Yanran's pale face was filled with stubbornness.
"Make way! The supre leader ordered his subordinates.
His subordinates slowly retreated, creating a path through which Yanran slowly walked up to them.
The girl before them was unfamiliar, her hair disheveled, her face pale, and dried blood marked her skin. Anyone could see that her body was in an extrely weak state.
The supre leader furrowed his brows, looking at the unyielding girl before him, then ordered a person in black: "You, capture her!
His subordinate charged at Yanran, but quickly underestimated her fighting prowess.
The crowd clearly saw that in a single move, the person in black barely managed to dodge a fatal blow from the seemingly fragile girl.
A slash crossed his body diagonally, drawing blood, but it was evidently not a fatal wound.
The person in black, humiliated and enraged, felt he had lost face in front of so many people, which made him feel utterly ashad.
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