Gluttonous Warlock

Chapter 76 The Plague Island
Magic Stone Island.

Spring evening.

Sea breeze from the pier.

It also seems to have a virus breath.

The plague, as well as the fear, anxiety and despair that are more terrible than the plague, are spreading wildly on the island.

Near the pier, originally a bustling commercial neighborhood.

It is now occupied by a group of cultists.

The cultist in a black cloak and a mouse-head mask claims to be a follower of Squak, the "God of Plague".

Hold the torch aloft and lead the procession.

Behind each cult member was a large group of men and women in ragged clothes and sick faces.

They are all residents of this island, mostly miners or fishermen.

Since the outbreak of the plague, the locals have been in panic.

Seeing the neighbors, the whole family died of illness.

Witnessing corpses lying on the street, no one picked them up.

The order of Magic Stone Island is on the verge of collapse.

At this time, the believers who worshiped the beast stood up.

Claiming that their god, Squak, who has a human body and a mouse head, is in charge of the authority of the plague.

It can not only spread the plague, kill blasphemers and heretics, but also take back the plague, so that people can get rid of the pain of disease.

Such rumors quickly spread throughout Magic Stone Island.

The public is skeptical about this.

Beast worship soon issued a new manifesto.

People who desire to be healed can take to the streets this evening to participate in a grand sacrifice dedicated to the God of Plague.

During the sacrificial process, anyone who converts to animal worship and offers his faith to the plague god Squak.

Everyone can get a chance to treat the plague for free!

The dubious people, with the idea that there is nothing to lose anyway, took to the streets to join in the fun according to the agreed time.

A huge parade.

In this way, it was easily incited by the cultists.

Crowds came from every block.

Follow the street towards the central square of the port.

Like countless streams, converging into the sea.

In the center of the square, a pyre had already been built.

On the pyre, the stake was erected.

A pair of blood-stained men and women with emaciated faces were tied to the stake.

Both of them were only seventeen or eighteen years old.

The coat of arms on their uniforms indicates that they all attended the Warlock Academy.

a month ago.

The Warlock Academy sent a team including them to the island to investigate the truth about the plague outbreak and suppress the cultists by the way.

Unfortunately, their mission failed.

The power of Beast Worship on the island is far stronger than they thought.

The two warlocks who led the team were defeated and captured.

All other members of the team were killed.

The reason why the two captives have been kept until now is to serve as sacrifices tonight.

Cult leader, on the pulpit.

Raising his arms high, he passionately chanted a prayer praising the "God of Plague" Squak.

The rest of the cultists stood around the high platform.

Whenever the boss wishes to pray a paragraph.

They also raised their arms and shouted wildly:

"All glory to my lord Squark!"

People in the surrounding squares were unknowingly infected by the fanatical religious atmosphere at the scene.

They also instinctively raised their arms and joined the ranks of praising the God of Plague.

A trace of invisible power of faith.

Gathering and forming above the heads of the masses.

Slowly drifting high into the sky, across the square.

Penetrating houses and walls...

Make your way to a rat-headed statue hidden in an underground temple.

A statue, a symbol of the gods in the mortal world.

At the same time, it is also the carrier of accepting the power of belief.

The beliefs gathered in the statues are absorbed by the corresponding gods as nutrients to strengthen themselves.

The prayer ceremony reached its climax.

The cult leader holds up a wooden statue of a rat-headed god.

Pray loudly: "My lord Squak! Please send God's grace, remove the sickness, and honor your people!"

There are two types of statues.

The one in the hands of the cult leader is for public display, just an ordinary wood carving.

The one hidden in the underground temple is the real holy artifact!
the difference between the two.

It is like a fake painting used for public exhibition, and an authentic painting of a famous painting that cannot be easily shown.

Ordinary people can't distinguish these details.

As soon as they saw the statue, they immediately became agitated.

Frantically scrambling towards the pulpit.

There were also people carrying stretchers, who were also pushing forward.

Meanwhile, the cult leader spreads his arms.

A golden halo erupted from him.

Instantly spread to the surrounding ten meters!
This is "God's Grace Comes into the World"!
This is "guiding divine power"!
People who are illuminated by this golden divine power can share the divine grace as long as they praise the plague god Squak from the bottom of their hearts.

The plague he was infected with was wiped out in an instant!
Even critically ill patients who were dying on stretchers miraculously recovered after bathing in the divine light.

Get off the stretcher, kneel down, grateful.

Join in the frenzied praise of the Plague God.

In this way, he turned from an unbeliever to a believer in the plague god.

Having witnessed the miracle with their own eyes, the people no longer doubted it.

Tonight's missionary ceremony of Beast Worship is about to be completed!
The god of plague, Squak, is not a kind and philanthropic god.

His grace, of course, is not free.

In order to give back to the miracle that befalls the world tonight.

Believers must perform sacrifices to please their idols.

Two large barrels of lamp oil were spilled on the dry woodpile.

The sacrifices on the stake had already been prepared.

In the end, there was only a fire.

The leader of the cult, lit the torch with his own hands.

"My Lord! Please enjoy the sacrifices offered by your humble believers!"

As soon as the voice fell, he threw out the torch with all his strength.

The torch drew a parabola in the air and fell towards the pyre.

At this moment, a burst of energy suddenly shot out from the oblique stab!
boom!
"Flip Finger Wave" hit the torch and knocked it into the air.

The torch fell on the square, bounced twice and went out.

The crowd in the square suddenly went into an uproar!
"who is it?!"

The leader of the cult turned his head and glared at the source of the energy.

His eyes fell on a tall believer.

Under his suspicious gaze.

The man took off the mouse-head mask, took off his cloak, and revealed his true colors.

He was a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a hulking back.

Surrounding the burly boy, there were four other people pretending to be cult members.

At this time, they all took off their masks and lifted their disguises.

They were all boys and girls with extraordinary looks, all wearing the uniform of the Warlock Academy.

"Damn it! Another bastard sent by the Warlock Academy!"

The cult leader gritted his teeth.

"Kill them!"

With one order, the cultists collectively transform!

Half remained humanoid, with gray manes growing out of their skin and heads resembling rats.

Fangs and sharp teeth, eyebrows and mouse eyes, eyes flickering.

There are also half of the cultists who have become more thorough.

Abandon the identity of human beings completely.

Lie on the ground, twisted all over, and turned into a ferocious giant rat with a length of one meter in a blink of an eye!

The giant rat, which was more ferocious than a hungry wolf, bared a pair of big dies, screaming and rushing towards Allen and others.

The rat man hid behind the giant rat and fired his crossbow bolts.

Two transformation forms, close combat and long range attack, cooperate with each other tacitly.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed Miss Pamela, the "Storm Warlock" at the beginning of the second level, is the captain of this five-member investigation team, giving orders in a deep voice.

"Everyone be careful!"

"Don't let a cultist go!"

A dense fog formed around Pamela.

The slim figure is hidden in the depths of the dense fog.

The ratman crossbowman who was aiming at Pamela was stunned.

Thick fog blinds the eyes.

This crossbow, to shoot or not to shoot?

The vision of the three giant rats pounced on Pamela was also obscured by the thick fog.

It can only rely on its keen sense of smell to sniff out the traces of prey in the dense fog.

Swish!
Deep in the thick fog, a silver lightning flashed suddenly.

A thin sword wrapped around an electric snake pierced deeply into the giant rat's throat.

"Squeak-"

The giant rat kicked its legs and screamed.

Pamela in the mist calmly drew her sword and retreated.

The domineeringly beautiful blue eyes shone with a cruel luster.

"Storm Warlock", on the day when the bloodline is awakened, it will automatically get "fog vision", and the vision will not be blocked by smoke or fog.

Pamela has a huge vision advantage on the battlefield she created with the "Hiding Mist Technique".

Almost equivalent to one-way stealth.

Pamela was wearing a mithril chain mail shirt that accentuated her figure.

Holding a magic rapier with "electric shock" special effect.

The giant rat was stabbed to the point by her, and died after convulsing a few times.

There are also two giant rats in the thick fog.

Hearing the screams of his companions, he followed the bloody smell.

Pamela didn't bother to play hide-and-seek with them, so she went up to them with a sword.

Two to one.

The cultist who turned into a giant rat thinks this wave has a great advantage!
Two giant rats shook their beards, winked at each other, and screamed.

Through this special language communication, there is no fear of being heard by Pamela.

"Brothers go together!"

"Pinch left and right!"

"Kill the blond chick!"

Pamela sneered silently.

With the sword, he stabbed the giant rat rushing to the right.

Before the sword edge touched the giant rat, it suddenly buzzed and trembled, and then threw out a golden sword energy.

Boom! !
The sword qi slashed at the giant rat, and a roar exploded!
The giant rat seemed to have been struck by lightning, and was smashed to pieces on the spot, with blood and flesh smeared all over the ground.

A level 1 spell of the sound wave system, and also a level 1 martial skill - Thunder Slash!

The other giant rat that pinched Pamela was stunned by the sudden thunder that exploded in its ears, and was at a loss for a while.

Pamela calmly raised her left hand, one meter away, and grabbed the giant rat.

The slender white and tender fingers emitted golden lightning.

With a crackling sound, five electric arcs escaped from the fingertips, forming giant golden claws, and grabbed the giant rat's head fiercely.

1st ring spell - electric claw!
The giant rat, which was shocked by the high-voltage electric shock, didn't even have time to scream, so it convulsed and foamed at the mouth.

Five deep electric shock marks still remained on the head of the corpse.

Clang!
Pamela sheathed her sword.

Turn around and go to another part of the battlefield to continue hunting the cultists.

Wherever her footprints extend, the mist surrounding her floats in sync.

Within seven meters of the whole body, it is always filled with dense fog.

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(End of this chapter)