A Weird Theater That Started In London

Ph'ngluiMglw'nafhCthulhuR'lyehwgah'naglfhtagn!

Since reading the book at the University of Michigan, Lu Li has learned a lot about the evil god.

Not long ago, I just finished reading the Cthulhu chapter, and secrets such as summoning spells are no exception.

Right now, after thinking for a while, Lu Li found that these mixed races were not trying to summon Mr. Ke, but were simply praising, because these syllables together should mean:

In Lalaiye, in his homeland, the sleeping Cthulhu waits to fall asleep.

Who are you waiting for?

Could it be that everyone wants to meet in a dream?

Under the watchful eyes of Lu Li, the pagans chanted hymns frantically and launched a charge against the islanders. The main battlefield was not in the sea, otherwise, their casualties would be extremely serious.

The little mouse who served as the bishop was lying in his pocket, and the little pink paw poked Lu Li and asked:

"Aren't you going to help?"

"Up to now, more than a dozen people have been injured, although there have been no deaths."

Injury, as long as you don't die, you can pull it back.

To tell the truth, Lu Li jumped out of the way and launched a test from the perspective of belief, just to fish. Unless it is a last resort, he will not shoot if he can.

Back in the temple, the pagan high priest ignored the provocation and chose to pretend to be a coward... It was a pity for him for a long time.

"hold on."

Rubbing the furry head of the little mouse, Lu Li continued to wait.

below.

The mixed race was extremely excited, and spit out one word after another, as if he had been blessed by President Ke.

Either in chorus or alone.

At this moment, the normal islanders are constantly thanking the omniscient and almighty God, and they are glad that the Holy Light werewolf came into the world and brought the correct beliefs and weapons, so that they can effectively kill the aliens.

As for being injured and protecting your home, how can you not even shed blood?

Maybe it's a test from God.

Some people think so.

"The number of hybrid hybrids is so dense that you don't need to aim, just pull the trigger and you can kill a scaly deformed child."

After receiving all kinds of blessings, Yang Kai, who boasted that his strength was on the top of the table, stood on the half-finished temple, and commented: "At this point, they are as fragile as ordinary beasts."

Like Lu Li, he is also fishing.

Of course, the target group is different.

It's hard to gain a strong combat power, and you can't appear in front of people once? Have an addiction.

"..." Mia.

Although she likes the special effects behind her very much, she is very clear in her heart that no matter how strong she is now, it is fake, and she cannot really grasp it. Only when she is strong can she be really strong!

"Although we each have a sacred weapon, the number of these scumbags is far beyond imagination.

In addition, they were also members of the city in the past and were familiar with the surrounding terrain, so they had to find a way to get closer to the temple and concentrate their power in one place. "

Some islanders shouted loudly.

Obviously, this is a good idea.

The group of believers began to cover the retreat in turn.

Sometimes brain holes are really important. The power of belief can make crude iron products strong and wear-resistant, and become a good material for making firearms.

Also, it can be turned into a bullet.

According to Lu Li's observation, those guns shot with the power of the "Bible", after killing the target, are only physically invisible to ordinary people with the naked eye. In essence, there is no change in the total amount.

Not only that, but killing pagan members will strengthen internal cohesion and make the islanders more believe in the Holy Light werewolf cult he founded on a whim.

In just ten minutes, the power of faith increased sharply, and the werewolf statue standing side by side with Jehovah in the center of the temple exuded a holy light, as if it could come alive at any time and participate in this battle.

"Death begins."

Since it was boring to stay in the pocket all the time, the little mouse crawled back to Lu Li's shoulder, then came to the neck, and whispered, "I don't know how many lives will die."

As she said, more and more islanders fell while running, took a few steps, and then the bloodthirsty **** grabbed them and dragged them into the horde.

The screams inevitably sounded, and then suddenly stopped.

Undoubtedly, Lu Li can't do anything to save him, but if he has enough faith, he may manifest a heaven-like existence, allowing his soul to live forever and enjoy comfort.

…

The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

After all, their believers are armed with modernized weapons that have been strengthened. Relatively speaking, the mortality rate is not high. Most of the strong smells come from deep diver hybrids.

Their blood was dark red and black.

Smells very fishy.

At this moment, under the crazy offensive regardless of death, all the islanders have been successfully driven around the temple, and a general attack can be launched at any time.

And here, it is inseparable from the intentional actions of their own believers.

The number of people is strong, and the power of the firearms to be concentrated is obviously stronger, and the temple can provide them with a sense of security—

At the highest part of the hall, the younger brother and Miss Mia, who are full of special effects, are standing brightly. The two are enough to solve some follow-up troubles.

sizzle~

The syllables are interspersed with the roar, the pagan chants are constantly being chanted, and the charge begins.

Sharp claws, fangs and unlimited bullets.

If the former's skills stop here, then the final outcome is to disappear completely, and Lu Li, who can't test anything, will start to try to overthrow the pagan temple and return to the sea.

If the strangeness reappears at that time, it means that the root cause of the problem has not been solved, and we have to think of another way...

"He waits! He waits in the dark cave! The priest who controls death in the dark!"

The descendants of the deep diver praised Cthulhu for a long time, repeating and intensifying, but he never disappeared, and finally changed to a different ceremony.

Under the leadership of the mixed-race elders, the still optimistic half-murlocs quickly kept up with the rhythm and added their voices to the group's shouts.

On the ground, a stream of blood began to boil, a bit like a syrupy, viscous, dark color.

And in the temple, the eye-shaped altar finally began to move...

"He waits! He waits in the dark cave! The priest who controls death in the dark!"

Facing the increasingly loud calling, the islanders were at a loss, and the little mouse could not understand what it meant.

Only Lu Li, with the help of the academy rules, understood this ancient sacrificial language.

This group of **** with pickled blood sang harder and harder, until finally, they stopped attacking and swayed their bodies in place.

Even if he didn't understand the need, the little mouse could still guess that something more strange and powerful would be summoned—

Some of the mixed blood couldn't help trembling, UU reading www.uukanshu.com seemed to be in a state of intoxicated struggle.

All the elders fell into ecstasy even more, their stiff scaly faces forced out a smile, looking funny and scary.

"He waits! He waits in the dark cave! The priest who controls death in the dark!"

With the last complete summoning words and compliments falling, Lu Li lifted his spirits a little and turned his attention to the center of the city...

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