Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Chapter 2085

---- Chapter 2085 The unique Flamebinding of the Crimson Flame Cult burned across Shiloh's chest. The bloody seal glowed faintly against her pale skin. In just a few days, Shiloh looked younger still. Though Andrew knew it was her, her features had shifted. She appeared a few years younger, looking barely 18 now. "Mr. McDaniel Senior, you've arrived. Now we can begin our ceremony!" the hoarse voice rasped from beneath a rough hood Next to the stone platform where Shiloh lay, a tall, thin figure stood with his head lowered.

His skeletal, claw-like fingers kept drawing bloody marks on the stone platform. These bloody marks intersected with each other, forming strange patterns. Cordelia had revealed that the Crimson Flame Cult was preparing to perform some kind of ritual on Shiloh. Once the ritual succeeded, she would forever belong to the Crimson Flame Cult. Looking at the scene now, Andrew could tell this tall, thin person must be the Crimson Flame Cult's high priest. And what he was doing was likely that mysterious and evil ritual. Andrew exhaled quietly, forcing himself not to act impulsively.

happen. Nicholas walked to the stone platform, his sword held behind his back. He looked down and asked, "Your Eminence, can you really extract her power?" The High Priest, Alistair Greymont, whose face was hidden beneath the hood, replied in his raspy voice, "Indeed. Our holy cult wants the saintess herself. To express our gratitude to the McDaniel family, her Blood of Longevity will be yours. "[need not tell you what such

as he exclaimed, " That's great! How wonderful! However, Your Eminence, while she's important, her blood alone won't satisfy my family. We still need to get our hands on the secrets behind the Greene family." Alistair replied calmly, "Mr. McDaniel Senior, patience. The Greene family's secrets have tempted countless others. For years, none have succeeded, not a single one.

cult? If word spreads, the McDaniels could face annihilation. And now you think to fob us off with only her

gain the most. That is not only my opinion, but the High Oracle's decree. You should accept what is already enough." Nicholas fell into silence, brows furrowed. Alistair waited, calm as ever. Even though they were on McDaniel family territory, this old man showed no fear whatsoever. Andrew's unease deepened. He could not read Alistair at all.