Why do you want to call me

But the most mainstream is that the Lord of Twilight wants to destroy the world.

In their cognition, dusk is equivalent to decline, destruction, and decay.

"What if you read it wrong?"

"The Great Lord of the Twilight may not have meant it."

The priest was startled when he heard this. He found that the apostle seemed to be inconsistent with his ideas, so he looked at the figure in front of him with vigilant eyes.

As for the misinterpretation, he believed in the Lord of Twilight for most of his life, and studied his teachings for most of his life.

Whether it was the coming of the Lord of Twilight before, or the rectification of the religious order, he can clearly say.

The great He just wants to drag the world into decay and destruction.

nobody!

No one can understand the Lord of the Twilight better than him!

Even if this is an apostle, he cannot tarnish the faith in his heart.

"Master Apostle is joking. Looking at thousands of years ago, the great Lord didn't want to drag the world into dusk."

The priest's words carried a sense of alienation. He did not think that the belief he had insisted on for many years was wrong.

"The great twilight master wants to drag the world into twilight because he regards it as his own collection."

"But you want to damage this, you are undoubtedly offending him!"

There also seemed to be a hint of anger in the apostle's voice.

And the priest was even more horrified.

This kind of speech is shockingly heresy!

Why would the great Lord of Twilight recognize such a person?

He can still restrain himself from the apostle now because of his identity recognized by the Lord of the Twilight.

The Lord of Twilight is so merciful to believers that he can tolerate such people to become apostles.

However, although the apostle has been recognized by him, it does not mean that he can understand the greatness of the twilight lord.

Only believers like them can truly interpret the meaning.

The priest's tears seemed to overflow again, and he kept praising the great existence in his heart.

"My lord apostle, it seems that we have to separate."

He said with a twist, no more respect from before.

Even though the Lord of Twilight tolerated the existence of heresy, he couldn't.

"respectively?"

"The Holy Son has not been rescued yet, so how can we talk about the difference?"

There seemed to be a few chuckles in the words of the apostle.

"Although I don't like being with you, the Holy Son is in critical condition. As an apostle, I must also go to the rescue."

The priest looked at him for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing that the rain seemed a little light, he said in a deep voice.

"Tomorrow, at five o'clock in the evening."

"Kap Factory in the Ghetto."

As soon as the words fell, Ji Yan lost his figure in front of his eyes.

Do you think I'm a heretic? I can't even handle being an apostle.

Looking at the place where the priest disappeared, Ji Yan couldn't help laughing.

Does this priest believe in the imaginary Lord of Twilight in his own heart?

But Karp Factory...

Isn't that where Brother Theo works?

……

Rochel was patrolling the streets at the moment.

Since the chief was reprimanded, the atmosphere in the secret department has become more and more weird, and many servants who worked for him disappeared one by one.

Only if one's cronies go in, nothing will happen.

Looking at the light rain, Rochel let out a long sigh, and he wanted to change places.

This is the case in the army, but he still hasn't made it in the secret department.

Although there are a lot of resources, they are what I have worked hard to get, and they belong to the one I should get.

Just as he continued to patrol aimlessly, a black shadow appeared from his field of vision and disappeared instantly.

Then an envelope fell in front of his eyes.

Take it apart and have a look.

"Tomorrow, at five o'clock in the evening."

"Kap Factory in the Ghetto."

"Is there a cult group gathering?"

Rochel's eyes widened instantly, a little in disbelief.

But thinking of the flashing shadow that disappeared without even being aware of it, this kind of strong person probably didn't come here to amuse himself.

But it's useless to me, I'm just a small second-level employee.

Why didn't this important information go directly to the chief.

In fact, Ji Yan also wanted to throw the letter directly at the door of the headquarters of the secret department, but he didn't know the address, so he could only find a random employee.

The cult group is gathering...

Rochel thought with some distress, isn't the chief looking for the cult now?

Just hand it over to him first.

He hurried back to the headquarters, and when he was heading to the office, he happened to meet the chief's cronies.

"What's matter?"

"Information sent by an informant."

Rochel did not directly say that the information suddenly fell in front of him, so the credibility is not high.

So I changed it to another way of saying it.

"Well, give it to me first."

"I'll go in and pass it on to the officer."

The confidant said with a smile, Rochel thought of the officer's temper recently, so he handed the letter to him.

The confidant watched Rochel's figure go away, and then entered the empty office.

At this moment, the chief is struggling to arrest the escaped cult members outside the city.

The confidant sat on the officer's chair, squinted his eyes somewhat comfortably, and then read the letter in his hand.

But as soon as he saw the first line of words, his face changed drastically and he sat up straight.

Then the cronies hurriedly read on, and the more they watched, the more frightened they became.

who is it!

Even revealed the information!

The confidant's face was cloudy and uncertain, and the letter in his hand instantly turned to ashes.

He thought of the staff just now, and then dug out the portfolio.

"Rochel..."

As soon as he changed his mind, he walked out and ordered.

"Come on!"

"Call me Rochel, the second-level staff."

……

The next morning.

It was still raining, only in fits and starts.

The bustling crowds on the streets have resumed, and the impact of the lockdown seems to have completely disappeared in just a few days.

Ji Yan opened the window, and a black shadow slipped in.

"Is the secret department dispatched?"

Shadow shook his head, Ji Yan frowned upon seeing this.

Did no one take that message seriously?

Thinking of this, he quietly stepped out of the house in a black robe.

Chapter 85 Assembly

The Kapp factory in the ghetto.

Thick black smoke rose from the huge chimney, and it seemed that the entire factory was functioning normally.

But after entering, you can find a large area of ​​darkness inside, all bowing their heads in silence.

Observe these people carefully, most of them are wearing overalls, indicating the identity of these workers.

But on the second floor of the factory, it was a party comparable to an aristocratic party.

The banquet was filled with exquisite food, and soft music sounded from the side.

The people walking up and down were polite, smiling and nodding to each other, then raised the goblet in their hands and took a sip.

When Ji Yan came in and saw this picture, he wondered for a moment whether he had come to the noble's place.

But after seeing some figures in black robes at the banquet, he was sure that he had not gone to the wrong place.

In Ji Yan's stereotype, the Twilight Cult is all a little neurotic.

After all, the scenes seen in every sacrificial ceremony are basically hooked on cruelty and blood.

But now, Ji Yan has changed his impression somewhat.

"Master Apostle."

The priest found Ji Yan wearing a white mask, so he came over and greeted him indifferently, and introduced him to everyone at the scene.

Some people looked very curious at Ji Yan who came in alone. After all, he had a mask on his face, and he looked like he didn't dare to see anyone.

But after hearing that the identity of this mysterious man was an apostle, his complexion changed instantly.

Then he was full of smiles, and leaned in front of Ji Yan.

"Respected Lord Apostle! My name..."

"Master Apostle, you can hear..."

"Master Apostle..."

Immediately, Ji Yan's ears were filled with noisy voices.

But he didn't show any discomfort. Instead, he looked at the Twilight Cultist in front of him with appreciative eyes.

Ji Yan is selecting people who can be used by him.

Before that, he used this day to make sufficient preparations, investigating most of the more famous Twilight Sects.

Looking at the believers who surrounded them, they clearly divided several areas.

Each area basically has different beliefs.