Cthulhu Believers Sneak Into My House, and The San Value Goes Crazy

If kept in darkness, the Prophet would accept his own demise.

But now...

When the beam broke through the darkness and appeared in front of the prophet.

His long-held beliefs began to shake!

Nobody wants to touch death.

Even the prophets called heroes.

If he can continue his life, he is willing to pay any price.

Wealth, status, dignity, even fame.

The senior officials of the Star Sea Alliance who were present were extremely puzzled by him.

But as the prophet of the party, he does not need anyone's approval.

He saw the presence of God.

Continue life.

Praying for each other is the only solution.

At this moment, the Prophet has lost the slightest sense of reason.

He completely ignored his previous identity.

The prophet at this moment is like a traveler who has been trapped in the desert for countless years.

Just when he was about to perish.

An oasis in the distance, but let his withered life, once again glow with a strange vitality.

"The great mansion of God, please accept my allegiance.

"Please, give me new vitality."

"For this, I am willing to give my all.

And as time passed, a more terrifying scene appeared.

However, the prophet's body began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The body of the original Fengxian Daogu was like a dry tree at this time, and there was no blood at all.

And the cheeks are like dry bones, giving people a very gloomy feeling.

As for the hair...

It is even more boring, like weeds without water.

For glory, the prophet has always maintained his appearance.

Even in front of the closest people, it still looks like this.

But now...

With a broken state of mind, he completely dispelled the previous disguise.

Ordinary people will only feel a chill when they see this.

But the prophet at this time was already immersed in his own world.

He kept nodding.

Keep praying.

Keep praying.

Wu Zhichao drove at a constant speed.

This is the power of a demigod.

For control, a state of nuance has been reached.

In the constant turbulence, Chen Feng fell into a deep sleep again.

in a dream.

He saw an ugly old man who was constantly muttering something in front of him.

Immediately, the murmur turned into a language of prayer and appeared in the ear.

This is not an unfamiliar picture.

A long time ago, Chen Feng dreamed of a centipede-like monster with a human head on his knees and kowtowed to him.

They say (adae) much the same thing.

All of them are begging themselves to give each other a new life.

"It's not easy for a lot of age.

Chen Feng looked at the creature kneeling in front of him, who could be described as "human", and was amazed.

In the dream, Chen Feng yawned.

Whenever and wherever, sleep is his first priority.

So that even the various things that happen in the dream are, for Chen Feng, the primary enemy that affects sleep.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng waved his hand and just said something lightly:

"Yes."

Immediately, everything collapsed and disappeared.

The vehicle is still moving.

The gentle voice kept resounding from the back of the car.

Chen Feng, went into deep sleep again.

on the island.

Everyone is still watching the farce in front of them.

The performance of the prophet is like a third-rate actor.

Even the heretical high priest felt that the other party really shouldn't do this kind of thing on this occasion.

As the first time for the Star Sea Alliance, all members came to the island.

performance of the prophet.

Undoubtedly, he gave everyone a slap in the face.

"Is this a human being?

"It's ridiculous."

And the top of the Star Sea Alliance, who also witnessed all this, also frowned.

For everything in front of him, in addition to humiliation, there is unspeakable anger.

Surrender to the forces of darkness.

This was originally the stain in everyone's life.

But they told themselves that they had to do it.

There is only one ultimate purpose.

That is to protect the Star Sea Alliance and protect all the people in the alliance.

From the moment they joined the alliance, they had sworn that they would shed the last drop of blood for the people.

It is because of the protection.

As a result, they abandoned their dignity and joined the dark forces headed by swallowing the world.

Even at today's assembly, everyone became absent-minded.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Even the Star Sea Alliance is no exception.

Conservatives insisted on the existing point of view, the deep diver legion headed by the World Devourer was not an existence that the Star Sea Alliance could compete with.

In order to maintain the status quo, they must accept their inferior status.

But some radicals protested.

They believe that the terrible thing that swallows the world from beginning to end is only based on the other party's destruction of the rest of the evil churches.

But they have never really fought with him once.

In the hearts of these people, there is always an unnamed fire.

And now, with the Prophet so lowly, the flame was undoubtedly poured with a layer of scalding hot oil.

"boom!

A layer of anger suddenly filled the eyes of the radicals.

They looked at all this in anger.

Even his hands were clenched into fists, so that he didn't care if his nails were embedded in his palms.

as a guardian.

How have they ever suffered such humiliation?

Murder pervades.

The high priest seemed to have a foreboding and glanced at the crowd.

There is no panic in his eyes, instead, they are all playful colors.

"Grumpy...

"Grumpy"

At the same time, the sea surface was gradually boiling, and then, one after another, ugly heads emerged from it.

Deep diver.

The hunters under these oceans also seemed to smell the breath of death, and immediately emerged from under the deep sea.

There is no fear.

No panic.

Some are just strong expectations.

These existences who believed in the dark evil gods were originally a group of downright madmen.

They seem to be waiting for these radicals to do it.

Because once they rebel, it means that they can continue to fight again.

As for death?

That doesn't frighten the deep diver.

......

As believers of the Lord God, they even look forward to their own destruction.

Because of that, they can go to the legendary kingdom of God.

Conservatives also seem to have a hunch.

It is different from the comfort and ease of the high priest and the deep diver.

They were sitting on pins and needles, looking like a catastrophe was imminent.

Fear spreads.

Conservatives are trying to communicate a bit with the radicals.

But the unpredictable thing is...

The radicals have gone into madness.

They all took a step forward.

They have to make their own cry.

Rebuke the Prophet for so humiliating the morale of the Alliance.

But just when the big mistake was about to be made, an unprecedented coercion suddenly appeared on the island.

The crowd panicked and didn't know why.

The prophet kneeling on the ground seemed to have a foreboding, and his voice was shrill, like a weeping cuckoo:

"miracle!"

"This is a miracle!