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The blazing fire from the abandoned factory outlined a distorted silhouette against the sky, with waves of heat carrying the acrid scent of charred materials. By the time Lin Yu and his companions arrived, flames had engulfed the entire structure. Strangely, the fire flickered in an unnatural shade of azure and violet, tracing patterns reminiscent of ancient symbols through the thick smoke.
"Quick! Save the people!" Officer Li shouted, directing officers to evacuate the crowd. Suddenly, a terrified scream pierced through the chaos—within the flames, a translucent human shape faintly emerged, its twisted shadow dancing eerily amidst the inferno.
Lin Yu abruptly opened an ancient book, its yellowed pages flipping open as if stirred by an unseen wind, landing on an illustration depicting the "Burning Sky Festival." The scene mirrored what lay before him: a burning building, distorted figures, and a sky split by crimson rifts. His fingers unconsciously brushed over the pages until he discovered a tiny annotation in the corner of the illustration: When the sacrifice is consumed by flames, the seal will completely shatter.
"This is bad!" Lin Yu shouted as he rushed toward the fire, only to be knocked to the ground by an invisible wave of heat. The ancient book slipped from his grasp, hovering in mid-air and flipping its pages as symbols began to glow one by one, resonating with the azure and violet patterns in the fire.
"Detective Lin!" A familiar voice called from afar. The butler Old Zhang appeared out of nowhere, his clothing singed by flames yet his eyes gleaming with an unusual light. "Quick! Use the 'Purifying Fire Spell' from the book! My ancestors mentioned it—"
Before he could finish, Old Zhang was suddenly yanked toward the flames by an unseen force. Lin Yu reacted quickly, grabbing his wrist, but he noticed black veins surfacing beneath Old Zhang's skin, spreading visibly across his body.
"Don't worry about me!" Old Zhang struggled to pull out a Copper Key. "Go to the basement of the factory; there’s something about the First Generation Head..." His voice trailed off as his pupils turned completely black. "Hurry! While I can still control it!"
Lin Yu took the key and dashed toward a side ventilation duct of the factory under cover from officers. Behind him came Old Zhang's agonized screams and increasingly clear roars from within the flames. When he finally squeezed into the basement, he gasped at what he saw—
The entire space was covered with symbols identical to those in the ancient book. In the center stood a stone platform holding a crystal container that sealed a pulsating red light. Below it lay a massive array drawn in human blood, resonating with the text from the book.
Lin Yu suddenly realized that this fire was no accident. An evil organization had harnessed the power of the ancient book to transform the factory into an altar for awakening mysterious forces. The key that Old Zhang fought to protect was crucial for activating the seal.
Trembling, he inserted the key into a slot on the crystal container. The ancient book floated above the array as words cascaded like raindrops around it. As the final symbol illuminated, the red light abruptly extinguished, plunging the entire basement into silence.
As Lin Yu rushed out of the factory clutching the ancient book, he noticed that the flames had weakened; azure and violet tongues of fire gradually returned to their normal orange-red hue. In the distance, Officer Li was lifting an unconscious Old Zhang onto an ambulance while officers discovered multiple bodies clad in black robes among the ruins—each bearing symbols identical to those in the ancient book.
"Detective Lin, look at this," one officer said, handing over a charred fragment of stone engraved with a family crest identical to that found in a castle's secret chamber. "It was found in the ruins; it seems like some kind of sacrificial remnant."
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