While Zhu Jue was still thinking about how to solve this horrible monster, other cultists were already in a feverish mood because of its arrival.

"Great Lord, please enjoy the offerings we have given you!"

Even though blood was flowing everywhere from his wrist, the man in black robe still maintained a lifting posture and raised the black amorphous tentacles high, shouting at a tentacle about the same size as his entire person in front of him.

The sacrifice he mentioned was naturally those people on the earth.

In fact, he doesn't need to remind him at all.

With the tremor of the earth, the monster had begun to walk towards them. The mutants of the source of mental pollution that had been completely brainwashed not only did not resist, but instead took the initiative to greet them, spreading their arms, as if they wanted to embrace the tentacles that were stretching towards them.

"Hiss...I can't die here, I have to go back to the village!"

He took a breath of air conditioning, and Flo, who was soaked in heavy rain, broke away from the rope on his wrist. Although he had restrained his curiosity to look back, his spirit was still greatly affected because he was too close to the monster, and the hallucinations in his mind almost appeared continuously.

Bite the tip of his tongue and barely recalled a trace of Qingming with the sudden severe pain. Fro simply turned over and grabbed the gravel from the side and pinched it into the palm of his hand. As long as he couldn't hold it, he clenched his palms. The gravel still pierced into the flesh and didn't let go. He barely kept his current state from deteriorating and staggered towards the road they came.

His escaped figure was also seen by Zhu Jue, who had been paying attention to this place on the altar.

The cultists around were immersed in the fanatical rituals and did not notice that a sacrifice had escaped.

After the worries were gone, Zhu Jue naturally felt much more relaxed. He took a step back and took out the glasses he was shooting from his black robe. In order to cover up his whereabouts, the monster looked like blue birds nearby photographed.

Although the vision can capture more scenes, it also lacks many details. What's more, the videos in the weird studio are all holographic viewing mode, which requires immersive pleasure.

With the growing growth of the weird studio, Wu Tong had already proposed the idea of ​​extending the video duration and making it a movie. As a director and actor, Zhu Jue certainly cannot drag him down. Recently, he even plans to sign up for some training classes on filming to improve himself.

"I think the number of these offerings is still too small. Will the Lord be satisfied?"

Relying on the pillar, he looked sideways at the bottom and was about to have a gluttonous feast. Zhu Jue looked at the cultist who looked crazy in front of him, raised his hand and touched the stubble, and said with a "serious and serious" attitude.

"The dedication of three to five times a year, the number of nearly a hundred people is already the limit. The Lord will forgive us..."

The person standing in front of Zhujue obviously did not understand what the words meant, and thought he was worried that the existence below would not be full.

The ceremony has been completed most of the time and has been successful as ever, so the spirit of these people is extremely excited in a state of fanaticism.

“If those of us want to sacrifice ourselves for the Lord, will the Lord agree?”

The palm of his hand left his chin and began to stretch towards the friend's back collar.

“During the ritual, any existence not on the altar will be considered by the Lord as a sacrifice…”

These cultists specially built the altar so high, but it was not for use as an observation deck.

"I know that my brothers climbed high places, and there was one less person in the dogwood planted everywhere." This kind of sad thing has nothing to do with them.

In fact, this place is not much different from the safe area.

If you have to make an analogy, the guy below is the beast raised in this valley, the cultists are the eaters, and the people in the village are naturally the food.

Cultists achieve their own goals by feeding, but they do not want to die.

Zhu Jue, who was thinking about how to solve the monster next to him, had a gleam in his eyes, quietly retracted his hand, and then asked: "What do you mean is that as long as we stand here, it will not attack us?"

"Of course, this altar is blessed by the Lord. It is the Lord's child. How could it attack those of us who are extremely loyal to the Lord?"

The complicated spells engraved around the altar are not for viewing. They dare to face these irrational sources of spiritual pollution at such a close distance, relying on the existence of this altar.

"Oh~ So that's it."

Zhu Jue turned his head and glanced at the situation on the altar. The huge monster's tentacles had already rolled up several villagers and started to stuff them into their mouths. So he pressed the shoulder of the man in front and said,

"Brother, I actually have another question. Do you know what this thing is?"

"Glenn, what are you in your hands today...?"

The cultist who had been explaining the situation to Zhu Jue in front was called by Zhu Jue and turned around with confusion. He saw the remote control in the latter's hand. His eyes looked up. Glenn was still the same Glenn, but there was a pair of strange glasses on his face.

"Hey? Don't you know? This is what I just got from Flo. I think it seems to be a remote control...try?"

Before the other party could answer, Zhu Jue's thumb was pressed.

Drop ~

boom!!!

The fire balls soaring into the sky bloomed in the heavy rain. The air waves generated by the explosion bent half of the surrounding metasequoia trees, and the surrounding bushes were even more destroyed by the destruction of branches and leaves.

Not only was the black-robed man on the altar swaying and tilted by the air waves, but even the black meat ball with a large number of tentacles was blown up and was frightened. Zhu Jue was worried that it would cause the bomb failure after eating those people. After all, no one knew what was going on in the monster's body, so he found a special opportunity to roll it up and stuff it into his mouth to detonate the bombs.

This led to the guy's tentacles being blown up in just a moment and scattered on the surrounding burnt land.

"Sorry, your Lord seems to be blown up!"

Zhu Jue had a big smile on his face, and his whole face was marked with orange red by the fire. This face might be quite warm in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of the cultists in front of him, it was more terrifying than all the monsters I saw before!

Except for Zhu Jue and the person in front of him, everyone, including the monster, was stunned.

I have never heard of a big explosion in the middle of the ceremony, and it was the body of the Lord's descendant.

Is this... so delicious?

However, before they could recover, a figure flew out of the altar and fell straight towards the monster that had just gotten up by the altar. The bomb alone could not kill its life!

"Fly! Little brother!"

At the same time, there was a sentence that was heard from the ears of the black-robed man around him. Looking back, he happened to see Zhu Jue holding the second one's collar high.

"Glenn, you..."

"He's not Glenn, don't be fooled!"

Zhu Jue's things were so obvious. If you couldn't see them anymore, it would be that there was an IQ problem. The man in black robe with black spells stared at Zhu Jue tightly, with the wooden stick in his hand facing him, and then said,

"No matter who you are, you dare to break into the Lord's ranch... and expel him from the altar. Everyone, it's time to sacrifice your life for the Lord!"

As soon as he finished speaking, black patterns suddenly appeared on the cultists beside him, and at the same time approached Zhu Jue. These people could be assigned here to guard so many mutants of spiritual pollution sources, so they would not be ordinary people. The leader holding a wooden stick began to chant strange spells Zhu Jue had never heard before. A ball of black mist was generated beside him, and he could vaguely feel that some kind of terrifying creature was about to appear from it.

Unfortunately, Zhu Jue does not intend to give these people a chance to play.

The method is very simple. Put your hands together and then separate them. The scavenger suddenly gushed out, and a sand wall directly separated the altar in half, and then rushed forward like a bulldozer.

How big is the entire altar?

It's just a round platform with a diameter of about 5 meters!

The cultist whose arms turned into black tentacles were actually not weak. If he really wanted to start a war in such a narrow place, Zhu Jue would have to spend some effort, but with the scavenger, a guy who completely ignored physical attacks, their whipping and knocking could not break through its defense at all.

"Oh no, jump over,"

The man in black robe looked at the monster behind him who had just entered a manic state because of the explosion just now, and immediately realized Zhu Jue's purpose.

You must not be pushed down at this time!

However, when they give up the head-on confrontation and choose to cross the sand wall in front, they often jump above the sand wall, and they are either fists or several thick sand snakes coming towards them, which does not give them a chance to break through.

"I think you like that guy very much. Now the opportunity to get in touch with it is here, so you should cherish it!"

Zhu Jue, who kicked a cult again, squatted on the sand wall, looked at the people who showed despair in front of the sand wall formed by the scavenger, and put on his glasses.

A close-up walk!

Screams rang one after another in the next time.

Zhu Jue, who turned from the sand wall to the top of the altar, looked at the cultists disappearing one by one into the hideous mouths covered with fangs. This ending is undoubtedly in line with their identities.

The monster, whose anger had not yet calmed down, seemed to have noticed something and suddenly looked up.

Even though he did not see signs similar to his eyes, Zhu Jue still felt the other person's gaze.

So he stretched out his right hand, raised his middle finger towards it, and hooked it inward.

"Come here!!!"
Chapter completed!