In Quancheng City, it seems to be dark and windy forever.

The strange stream of light is constantly surging from the night sky, just like the aurora and neon lights are thrown into a blender and blended into juice, and then applied evenly layer by layer. It is disgusting and at the same time, as time goes by, the senses gradually become weird.

Start getting used to it.

It even feels like this scene has become commonplace and extremely ordinary.

After realizing this, Ji Jue couldn't help but feel vigilant.

The pollution caused by evil things, evil things and stupidity is often subtle.

Many times, it is not visible to the naked eye. It may be a sharing at an alcohol rehab meeting, a bizarre dream that cannot be remembered after waking up, an inconspicuous ornament at home, a rather weird story in a book, or even a bowl of common

Wonton noodles…

Therefore, it can be called a poison.

Before realizing it, the person concerned has often unknowingly moved towards evil and foolishness. In the end, all it takes is a spark to ignite the firewood and it is no longer possible to control it.

Forty years ago, a change under the whirlpool caused a large purple star to appear in the sky, shining brightly. And in the ten years since then, spontaneous evil has continued to occur all over the world...

Just, just took a look.

The moment his eyes were illuminated by that glow, a little undue expectation and yearning was unstoppably planted in his soul.

As a result, Lu Changsheng was awarded the title of Saint, and completely unified the scattered cult group. Before that, he was just the seemingly most ordinary member among all the middle and high-level people.

There is no sign of others of the same kind who are eager for quick success. What he is best at is water dripping through rocks and ropes cutting through wood. Under the cold wind that accumulates over time, when you realize that you are three feet frozen, there is nothing you can do to save yourself.

Because of this, when he came to the stage head-on, united such a huge force, and confronted the Security Bureau, it made people feel wary and uneasy.

What on earth is he doing?

What kind of medicine are you taking? Why are you playing so big?

Ji Jue didn't know how old Lu Changsheng was, but now just a little bit leaked from his fingers would almost crush Ji Jue and the others to death.

Amidst the oncoming cold wind, Ji Jue lay on the ruins of the incomplete high-rise building and raised his telescope.

Standing high and looking far away, you can see the ferocious Quan City.

Countless flowing lights above the sky are like curtains, falling layer by layer, shrouding the dark city. Through that layer of dreamlike light, the world becomes strange and ferocious.

In the spiritual induction, countless mighty waves like ripples are spreading all the time, from all corners of Quan City.

The entire Quan City has long been turned into a toy for the evil cult.

Now when the invisible big hand hangs down from the clouds and manipulates it wantonly, a bit of the rage and hunger suppressed in the darkness appear in the dark city.

Amidst the distant roars and thick fog, a huge silhouette loomed, passing over the ruins. Tentacles extended from the fog, plundering the surrounding aberrations wantonly, feasting wantonly.

And the strange shadow that had been encountered unexpectedly was crawling from the ground, and accompanied by tiny crackling sounds, it swam past.

On empty streets or squares, sometimes a huge incomplete statue will appear without warning, with blood continuously flowing out from the crack in its broken neck.

No movement could be seen, and deformed and mutated heads appeared inexplicably on its base one after another...

Everything you see has turned into a pasture for evil creatures. Those weird behemoths are like cattle and sheep, walking docilely in the darkness, gnawing on the green grass that is constantly sprouting, and growing stronger.

Ji Jue deliberately looked away from those things, not even daring to look directly at them.

Who knows how keen the perception of those things is, if they are locked after seeing it, then they will be delivering food to their door.

"The repairmen are in place."

He was lying on the edge of the floor, looking at an ordinary building below from the reflection of the mirror.

——Quancheng Bank.

The desolate and dilapidated bank occupies the entire four-story building, with faint shadows flashing from time to time on the outer streets.

When the alienated moth flies through the air, a strange halo will often appear from the bank, easily crushing the moth into pulp.

The entire bank has been shrouded in secrets and is watertight.

Behind the tattered curtains, there was a faint flicker of light, but it was difficult to see the movement inside.

This is the stronghold found farthest away from their hiding place and with the weakest response during Tongshan's stealth observation.

Tong Shan and Xu Guan burned four candles and squatted around for several hours, and finally figured out what was going on inside through various methods.

Nowadays, the believers of the evil cult group gather in groups and go to the bank. It is definitely not to apply for a loan. They go to great lengths to convert the entire bank into an evil residence from top to bottom, in order to maximize the distance from the whirlpool.

, in order to attract evil and blessings from the superior.

Just like what Liancheng did in Time Ruins last time.

Nowadays, under the rejection of the world, Quancheng, which is forced to "float", consumes a huge amount of resources every day.

If you want to save a sum of money that is enough to make even the hearts of gods and humans twitch, then you must find something to pad the empty spring city.

Hold up the pillars.

There are many similar methods. As a craftsman, Ji Jue can think of more than a dozen. The simplest among them is undoubtedly the most unscrupulous 'stake driving', which can kill thousands of people.

All problems are solved.

It's not that the evil cult has a high moral bottom line, it's that they have such a big gap and such a complicated ritual that they simply can't do it. 'Sacrifice' is not something that can be done with frozen chickens and ducks, and it must also meet the requirements.

According to the regulations, you can kill and slaughter now... If you can really steal more than 10,000 alive people from the hands of the Federation without a sound, what can you do wrong?

Even if we kill all the sacrifice furnaces, we can still produce six or seven aberrations, okay!

You can't do it hard, you can only use some skills.

Through the ritual, a gap is temporarily opened above the whirlpool, like ice fishing, to seduce the hungry and thirsty evildoers below to come up for some air.

This evil cult has been operating for so many years, and there is no shortage of "connections" below. Everyone has been cooperating for a long time. If you don't ring the bell, you will know that the banquet is about to start. You are very skilled.

In just a few hours, strange light pillars flashed all over Quan City, rising from the ground, representing the successful arrival of the evil from above...

Like big pillars, the bottom-up supports connect with each other to form a stable structure, firmly holding up Quancheng.

This is one of the few places where there is no movement yet...

Moreover, there is no powerful person of superior rank inside.

If it can be successfully eradicated and cut off the existence of this pillar, not only will there be a lack of resonance and connection between the superior evils, but the pressure on the evil cult to support the rise of Quan City will also be even more exaggerated!

Not to mention how much redundancy can be left in such a huge project, you must know that there must be more than one load-bearing wall in a whole building, but if one missing wall is enough, the entire building will become a dangerous building!

Break one of their legs first, and the rest will be easy. Just kick the lame man's good leg hard and that's it.

In the headphones, sounds with a lot of disturbing noises sounded one after another.

"Big brother, get in position."

"Little garlic picker, get in position."

"Tetsuo, get in position."

"Melon-eating madman, get in position."

Then, Lou Feng suppressed his shameful voice: "Big... water pipe, put it in place."

Then, in the long silence, everyone waited with bated breath, until finally, an extremely reluctant voice sounded out:

"...Plants, get in position."

Phew.

I don't know who it was, but he forgot to turn off the microphone, and he couldn't hold back a chuckle.

Who said that code names should be given to each other? Only the parties involved have no decision-making power.

Just like a little game to relax before the war, no matter how serious and rigid the children are, they can never stop everyone from having some fun while having fun.

Although I was extremely resistant to this code name, I had to accept it with the unanimous vote of the team members.

"A car is coming, everyone, pay attention." Xu Guan, the "melon-eating man" reminded in a low voice on the channel, "Are the repairmen ready?"

"Ready."

Ji Jue grinned, pulled the bolt of the gun, lay down on the soft mercury dust-proof mat, turned the gun, and vaguely aimed at a dilapidated truck driving on the street in the distance.

I couldn't help but frown.

What rubbish... In such a cult, can't you find even one person who knows how to repair cars?

From the tires, to the suspension, to the chassis, nothing is decent. Maybe it was dug out of the garbage dump in Quan City and worked hard. If it can be driven, it is considered a success. It is not surprising that it will immediately fall into bed the next moment.

After the car stopped, a large number of unkempt people walked out of the back compartment. They were all obviously sallow and thin, and even worse, they had mutated and were dying due to the evil pollution.

Lacking food and clothing, they were like prisoners, but their expressions were incredibly enthusiastic and joyful, and they rushed to the bank.

Ji Jue saw it in his eyes and sighed silently.

"Don't be soft-hearted, these are fanatical believers of the evil cult and cannot be brought back." Tong Shan's voice sounded from the communication: "Now even if you save them from misery, they will blame you for meddling in their own business and preventing them from going to heaven. Woolen cloth."

"I know."

Ji Jue pressed the remote control without thinking.

Suddenly, there was a sudden explosion in a crumbling ruin in the distance, and then it broke in half, collapsed, and raised large amounts of dust.

Amidst the loud noise, the crowd on the street suddenly became confused, and screams rang out.

The sudden movement attracted a lot of attention, and for a while the stream of light in the sky was disturbed by it, overlooking it.

Sweep it by.

But soon, all the attention from all parties dissipated.

It's just a collapse of a dilapidated building. It's too common. I don't know how many there are in the entire Quancheng. What's more, Ji Jue has been doing directional blasting for several hours, but he didn't use much explosives. The few footprints were buried by the wind and dust. It's not at all No trace can be found.

And just as the abandoned building collapsed, under the cover of the loud noise, no one noticed the suppressed gunshot that sounded from Ji Jue's hand.

A makeshift mercury silencer and a deliberately reduced charge.

When the bullet flew out, it made no sound at all.

Like a stuffy fart.

It came out of the chest in an instant, and the layers quickly peeled off and collapsed in the wind, leaving a wisp of spreading dust. In the end, at the moment of shooting, among the slightly chaotic crowd, there was a thin and skinny man who was just one person. Staggered and fell to the ground.

Unscathed.

Even he himself thought that he didn't know who pushed him in the chaos.

After getting up, he patted the dust on his body, glared around, looking at the innocent or mocking looks on the pictures, and muttered something in his mouth.

I don't dare to compare.

Before this place was already a sanctuary, who would dare to raise their fists to break the solemnity?

It's a small thing to be punished, but if you are deprived of the qualification to serve as the master, it will be called a loss outweighing the gain!

In this way, everyone held the same unrealistic dream, thinking about the rewards from heaven and the satisfaction of endless desires. One by one, they lined up beside the leader and walked happily into the darkness of the bank.

It's like livestock lining up to go to the processing line.

Just when he entered the door, he couldn't help but scratch his back, which seemed to be a little itchy.

As for the smelly and tattered clothes, when did there appear an extra palm print...

No one cares.

.

"Damn it, it's been so long and there's no movement at all!" In the basement of the bank, the furious priest yelled: "Doesn't anyone really care? Why are you pretending to be dead? Just talk!"

Around the blood-soaked altar, the sweaty presiding officers shrank their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

Only the most favored subordinates around him dared to muster up the courage to tell: "Priest, forgive me, we are all following the previous rules. Logically speaking, the Lord has basically arrived at this time, but...but...

…”

But who knew, several batches of sacrifices were sent to him one after another.

The incense has been burned and the head has been kowtowed, but why is the sin of superiority so effective in the past silent now?!

Could it be that at this juncture, the price suddenly increased to add insult to injury?

"One, it must be the Holy King of Chakravartin who is testing us!" His lips trembled: "As long as this new batch of sacrifices are sent up, the Holy King will definitely be satisfied, and then he will favor us even more."

The priest looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes bloodshot.

So far, this can only be explained.

No matter how earnestly he invites and calls and even offers batch after batch of sacrifices, the Holy King who used to be so smart in the past has no reply at all at this moment...

The priest suddenly asked: "Did you lose some of your rules? Did you make the Lord angry?!"

"It must have been caused by that bitch in Liancheng!"

In desperation, the panicked subordinates did not hesitate to blame the dead man: "Since some time ago, the Holy King's responses have been less and less, and he has not even responded at all. It must be that bitch who doesn't know.

Why, have you offended the Holy King!"

"At this point, is it useful to say this?"

The priest said coldly: "Increase the scale, offer more sacrifices, and call all the believers over. If the Holy King is really unwilling to come forward, I'm afraid I can only call him over by force..."

"cocoa……"

The subordinate was stunned: "If the Holy King becomes angry."

"Then what's the point of asking for sacrifices?" The priest looked over coldly: "What are you regretting? Your few believers? If you fail here, do you know what will happen to you?

High-quality lambs like you are hard to find!"

Under the gloomy words, the subordinates could not help but tremble, lowered their heads, and did not dare to hesitate anymore.

Group after group of believers were rushed to the altar.

Or the struggle of crying for father and mother, or the urgency of scrambling, or the hesitation of panic... No matter what it looks like, after being sent to the huge altar, you will fall into delirium and hallucinations, and disappear in ecstasy.

, was eaten up and wiped clean by something invisible, leaving only thick blood dripping slowly from the 'dinner plate' and overflowing...

In a daze, one of the maintainers next to the altar suddenly trembled for some reason.

Did you hear that hallucinatory... laughter?

On the originally empty wall, a tattered door appeared out of thin air and opened.

On the doorway, behind the tattered curtain, darkness surged.

A pale smiling face slowly poked out.

Look at him.
Chapter completed!