Two flames floated in the air, like the signal to start the ritual ceremony.
"Students, tremble, fear, for this is your final lesson."
"In the future, you must be wary of the evil in people's hearts and not trust others easily."
The Blood Saint laughed heartily.
"Ah yes, you won't have that opportunity, after all, you won't even get a chance at reincarnation."
"Your souls will be offered to the Demon God; it loves souls filled with despair and wailing."
"It will place each of you in its mouth, chewing slowly, savoring the chilly feeling of your fear and despair."
"I wonder if you like this."
The Blood Saint grinned wickedly, like a frenzied clown.
At this moment, the Blood Saint tossed the Blood Pool he held into the air.
In midair, the Blood Pool grew larger and larger until it reached the size of a bathtub.
Blood-red flames burst out from the Blood Pool, and the surrounding bloody smell grew stronger.
