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Chapter 120 119. Two Evil Gods (3000) (12)

The rain is still falling.

A high-energy beam of energy pierced the night sky, briefly illuminating the world.

The unfinished building is like a tombstone standing in Yueyong City, always exuding an ominous and evil atmosphere.

The troops of the security department had already been waiting in full force not far from the unfinished building, and the armed personnel were orderly evacuating the nearby residents.

At this time, Kota led the team members and rushed to the scene.

The incident happened suddenly, and upon receiving the notice, he even just got up from the bed of a woman who returned to Teddy, and hurriedly assembled the team members, so his clothes were disheveled and his hair was messy.

But even so, Kota's attitude was very serious and nervous, and he hurriedly asked the Transcendent he knew next to him.

"How is it going?"

The other party shook his head with a solemn expression: "Not very optimistic."

"That building seems to be protected by some kind of field. Even energy cannons can't penetrate it, and the effect of conventional thermal weapons is not good."

Sure enough, after the light disappeared, the unfinished building only trembled, and there were no cracks on the wall.

Kota remembered what the priest in the church had said, and the energy cannon would instead be a boost to that field.

Before he could speak, the familiar Transcendent continued.

"Mr. Wen also tried, but he couldn't break through that layer of enchantment. At least there are multiple B-level cultists in that building."

He smiled wryly: "To be honest, I don't dare to think about what they are going to do."

"Even Mr. Wen can't do anything?"

Kota was surprised.

Mr. Wen, whose full name is Wen Tieniu, is the B-level old man who appeared many times before.

Extraordinary: "If that person is in the city, maybe there is still some possibility of breaking the field, but now..."

"By the way, where's An Le in your group? Why haven't you seen him?"

Due to the effect of his shadow ability on the fog, An Le is also a minor celebrity in the Security Department.

Kota's face froze: "I don't know where he went."

He tried to contact An Le, but there was no response.

In fact, Kota has a guess in his heart—An Le may also be a believer of the omniscient Lord of Chaos.

Guangtai had long established Chen Ye's identity. Even he had heard about Chen Ye's treatment scandal in the circle of rich children. Combining with some previous actions, it was not difficult to guess this point.

Only Chen Ye was stupid, and always thought it was his exclusive golden finger.

As for Anle, Kota only has doubts, but not certainty.

But just now, the words relayed by the black-robed priest indicate that "that believer" is in an unfinished building, so he can know such details, and now he can't get in touch with An Le, it's hard not to make Guang too suspicious .

However, after doing so many things under that god, it was too early for Guang to not be as repulsive as he was at the beginning, but to enjoy the process of becoming stronger by doing things for him, which was much faster than believing in Hui to gain strength.

Even, vaguely, Kota no longer regards him as an evil god.

"No matter what the truth is, you must not have an accident..."

Kota looked at the unfinished building not far away, and prayed in his heart.

The morale of the entire Security Division team is actually quite dull.

Because they can't do anything, they can only feel the bloody atmosphere in the unfinished building, and the strange atmosphere is getting worse step by step.

Extraordinary people with keen senses can even sense—something is coming!

Yi Shuang, the head of the Special Operations Department, is at the forefront of the team. She is well maintained and looks no older than thirty years old. She is full of the charm of a mature (meow) woman, just like a mature (meow) honey (Meow) Peach, the kind that can squeeze out water when you pinch it, you can't tell the real age.

It is clear that she is such a beautiful woman, but her temperament is extremely majestic. She was known as "Ice Blood Rose" when she was young.

At this time, Yi Shuang's pretty face was covered with frost: "Is there really no other way?"

After a moment of silence, Wen Tieniu said: "There is another way, but it needs to be filled with the lives of many extraordinary people."

Yi Shuang raised his willow-leaf eyebrows with great power.

She knew that the "many" that Wen Tieniu was talking about was not 10 or 20, but that it might ruin 50% of the team.

Yi Shuang didn't hesitate for too long, she suddenly smiled and said: "In this case, I will take the lead and think that others are the first!"

A strong cold air diffused all over his body.

Layers of azure blue ice crystals, like roses blooming, are attached to Yi Shuang's body, forming a luxurious and iron-blooded battle skirt, which avoids the rain, and the night becomes her foil. Not mind-boggling.

She was about to raise her arms high and shout loudly, but was stopped suddenly by Wen Tieniu.

"Look at the sky!"

The Ice Blood Rose turned her head and saw a scene that shocked her.

A thing similar to a "door" is rapidly pulling away the power belonging to this unfinished building, and it is constantly being generated. Even through this "door", one can feel the turbulent waves coming from the "door" His anger is like a boiling ocean.

Both Wen Tieniu and Yi Shuang are no strangers to that "door".

They looked at each other, and they could see the deep surprise in each other's eyes.

"His finger bones?"

"But isn't this the ritual of the Misty Cultists?"

Moreover, the speed of opening the "door" this time is several times faster than last time.

In almost ten seconds, the "door" tended to open.

More and more substances invisible to ordinary people are being absorbed by the "gate", which is the remaining soul power of the mist believers after death, and it is also mixed with a lot of bloody killings.

And these things were originally used to call the fog mother!

*****

In the top floor.

The calmness of the gray-robed leader disappeared, and turned into a kind of maddened anger.

As the initiator of the ritual, the gray-robed leader can naturally sense that the taboo substance that should have been dedicated to the Mist Mother, which they planned for several years and exchanged for the lives of believers, is being plundered and stolen by another terrifying existence.

Obviously, it was another evil god.

This kind of mood is like a childhood friend of the opposite sex. After decades of time, the relationship with her is finally coming to fruition and entering the next stage. However, at this moment, the friend is snatched away by a yellow hair who doesn’t know where it came from , and then changed into the shape of the other party within a few days, and sent photos and videos to show off, and attached a sentence "Sorry, Mr. XX, I can't go back."

Just thinking about it makes my blood pressure go up.

"how dare you!"

The gray-robed leader roared: "What the hell did you do?"

It's just that he was stunned to find that the shadow that had shrouded the room before had already quietly dissipated.

That weird black-robed man was nowhere to be seen.

This undoubtedly exacerbated the anger and humiliation in the hearts of the gray robes, but they couldn't target him at this time.

In order to prevent that hateful god from snatching away all the forbidden substances, the people in gray robes could only advance the ceremony and call for a more broken and incomplete mist mother.

"The great mother of the pure white mist..."

"Please cast your gaze, we, the humblest and most devout believers, are willing to dedicate everything to you!"

"..."

After a brief prayer, the gray-robed people shouted loudly: "Fog—fog—"

It is just an extremely simple and pure syllable, but it is constantly changing, sometimes high and sometimes low.

What changes is not only the tone, but also the flavor and meaning of the syllable.

It seems that even the text itself is transforming into some kind of unknowable existence.

In the ears of others, it gradually becomes an incomprehensible and incomprehensible syllable, which transcends human cognition and will ascend to a very high sky and reach the hometown of mist—the mysterious land of silence.

And as the voice passed, the [Weaver] downstairs and the Mist Cultist with a higher status also stopped the killing in their hands.

They knelt down on the ground, their expressions full of intoxication, as if immersed in unparalleled happiness.

The same strange syllables spit out from people's mouths.

Even the low-level believers who originally resisted and hid could not help but feel a sense of recognition and honor, and made similar actions.

Asakawa Yumeno, who was hiding in a corner and wearing a gray robe, was about to be captured by the false and beautiful dream, but his brain suddenly felt cool, as if something filthy had been pulled from his soul.

He vaguely guessed: 'This is the method of that priest? '

‘He actually... really let me survive? '

Although he has not yet escaped from birth, Chaochuan Mengye still can't help being horrified by the opponent's methods.

It seemed that it didn't help, it seemed that it was just a series of coincidences, but it really made him live until now.

'It's like manipulating fate...'

Asakawa Yumeno didn't dare to think any further, he walked towards the door as much as possible, but suddenly found a familiar figure - the tall weaver, Mist Spider.

The mist spider was kneeling on the ground, looking at the top of its head reverently and nihilistically.

His face became thinner rapidly, his spirit was sluggish, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

His soul is gradually withering, becoming one of the materials for His coming to reality.

A strong chill and disgust rose in Chaochuan Mengye's heart... It turns out that this is the mist believer. Will the original me die in this posture?

At this time, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the black-robed man who had appeared on the top floor earlier.

In an instant, Asakawa Yumeno fell into an ice cave.

'I'm not going to die at his hands, am I? '

Fortunately, that terrifying man did not do this, but walked leisurely among the kneeling believers, as if he was not at the scene of the ceremony at all, and the "door" in the sky had nothing to do with him, like It's as easy and casual as going out for supper.

'Who the hell is he? '

Chaochuan Mengye didn't dare to think too much, didn't dare to look too much, and hid in the corner trembling.

*****

In the sky above this unfinished building.

Two completely different forces are robbing the forbidden substances in the building. This is a competition between evil gods, and it is a field that mortals cannot overstep.

Just looking at the night sky, you can feel the existence of filth, which penetrates into the eye sockets and deep into the brain along the line of sight, and if it accumulates a lot, it will become crazy.

Yi Shuang, who originally planned to lead the way, could only stay away from the unfinished building with the big team under the persuasion of his subordinates.

This situation has already exceeded their expectations.

But people still witness all this with awe and horror.

As the Misty Cultists in the building were almost dead, a woman's eyes appeared half-opened.

On the other hand, there are bone fingers protruding from the opened "door", and there are more than one finger!

Disclaimer in advance, I am pure love God of War! Tauren kill kill kill! ! !