The man in black used a knife to mark a cross on the boy’s body. Blood flowed and stained the floor red. The boy woke up drowsily and screamed in shock at the sight of his gushing blood. “Please let me go, I’m begging you!

I’m really an old man in my 40s!

Check my bone age if you don’t believe me!

” The boy wailed, hoping that the other party would let him go, but his words had no effect. No one heard him! “Haha, stop your desperate struggles and just accept your fate.

” The man in black laughed brightly. He knew he would achieve his goal very soon, and the boy would offer up his life. Suddenly, all the candles went out. Some of the runes he carefully carved shattered, and even the classroom table cracked. “What’s going on?

Why is this happening?!

” The man in black roared with anger. His sacrificial ritual was ruined! He looked around warily for the culprit but could not find anyone within a radius of ten miles. He finally focused on the boy. “What’s wrong with you?!