This is God's favor. Ling opened his eyes, looked at the green smoke, and explained to Yongheng what this green smoke was, "It seems that I am lucky to be able to accept God's guidance today." This is one of the most common skills we use, making a wish to God, and if God is interested, he may help you, but not all gods are so talkative. ”

The subtext of Ling is that only the gods she believes in are like this, and the other gods don't know.

Yongheng nodded thoughtfully and asked:

"So how accurate is that?"

If God doesn't play tricks on you, it must be right. Ling replied succinctly, but a hint of sadness flashed in her eyes.

In this way, is it really a god, he doesn't care about what happens to mortals, and he decides the fate of mortals just by his preferences. Yongyong thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

"What are you talking about?" Zheng Tong's face was full of doubts, and it seemed that she should not be able to see the green smoke.

"You don't need to know that. Ling didn't answer.

As they spoke, they quickly slipped into the shadows, hiding in the shadow of the building, and walked towards the house to which the smoke was pointing. Soon, he came to the location where the green smoke stayed, and the green smoke dissipated, leaving no trace at all.

The door was unlocked, but it could be opened with a slight push, and I could see that the room was much more messy than I had imagined, with tables, chairs, and benches staggered and almost shattered, as if they had been visited by robbers.

In the dark corner of the room there was a man in his thirties and forties, but it was not so much that he was sitting there as he was being tied, and that he was bound to the ground with several loops of rope wrapped around him.

His hair was messy, his beard was a little long, as if he hadn't been taken care of for a long time, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, his shirt was very dirty, and his whole person looked very haggard.

"Run, the priest is offering sacrifices to the evil god to passing outsiders, and the entire inhabitants of the village are controlled by him with the gift of the evil god. When the man saw someone come in, and found that it was someone he had not seen, he said in a hoarse voice:

"The sacrificial ritual is almost complete, and it's too late to run now. ”

"I asked, you answered. Ling walked up to the man, ignored what he said, but casually pulled up a broken chair and sat on it, she put her right leg on her left leg, leaned back on the chair very leisurely, looked down at the man and said in a tone that could not be refused, "Who are you?"

For some reason, even though he was sitting on a chair with two legs missing, Ryoshi remained motionless and sat very steadily.

It looks like an acrobatic ...... Yongheng and Zheng Tong took a few steps forward and stood beside Ling on the left and right.

The man sighed, muttered for a few seconds, and said:

"I'm the head of this village, so I don't want to say the name. ”

"Good. Ling laughed, still looking at the village chief with the attitude he had just had, "What does the priest use to control the villagers?

"......" the village chief was silent for a moment, "Yes. ”

The village chief suddenly seemed to grow older, as if his time was spinning at a rapid pace. However, he boured his spirits again and fought against the bugs that wanted to control him.

"I don't seem to be able to last long, if you have anything you want to ask, please hurry up. ”

"What exactly does the priest want to do?" Ling crossed his hands on his knees and leaned forward slightly, as if trying to give the village chief a sense of oppression.

The village chief immediately shook his head and said:

"I don't know, but the priest came to the village a few years ago of his own free will and got along very well with the villagers at first, until recently I learned that he was not at ease. ”

"It's good, it's very good, let's stay here honestly, maybe we can get my life back. Ling still had that smirk on her face, and it was unclear what she was thinking.

"Really, really?" said hope in the village chief's eyes.

"I don't know, it's just a possibility. Ling was very frank, kept his posture unchanged, and casually asked the last question, "So, where is the priest to worship?"

"It's in the basement of the church. The village chief replied very frankly, and seemed to want to say more, but he was about to open his mouth.

On the ground floor of the church, we just stood on top of the altar of the evil god, and we don't know if we were lucky or bad...... Yongheng heard the village chief's answer for a moment, and then he was afraid for a while.

This is an evil god who can control people's hearts! Maybe he is already under control now, but he just doesn't know it.

"Do I have bugs in my brain now?" said the permanent voice, trembling slightly.

Ling didn't notice the permanent anomaly, and said casually with a smile:

"Have you seen the evil god? Otherwise, how could it be so easy to stuff worms into your head, and the priest can really control others in the air, and you still need to stay in this small village?"

"Indeed...... "It's still too unbelievable to think about controlling other people's abilities, but Ling's tone of disdain for the priest still reassures him a little.

"Goodbye then, let's go talk to the priest and hope you're still alive the next time we see you. Ling quickly stood up, moved his chair aside, and said goodbye to the village chief in a brisk tone.

“...... Good bye. The village chief didn't expect that the girl in front of him was not ready to run away, and even had to go to the priest, and he was speechless for a while.

The village chief wanted to say a few more words, but for some reason, he still didn't say anything, he just sat there, watched the three young people leave, and then slowly closed his eyes, as if he were asleep.

With the lights on, the three of them returned to the vicinity of the church, but Ling did not hide in Tibet like she had just come out, but walked in front openly, and on the way, she even took out two pistols and handed them to Yongheng and Zheng Tong respectively:

"Take it, and let those who don't get into the flow taste the power of technology. ”

Pistol?Forever, the whole person was stunned.,This is the weapon that Ling said before?Although I thought that something more non-scientific would be used to deal with weirdness.,But the gun is too violent.。

"Why? won't use it?" Ling looked at the stunned appearance of Yongyong and Zheng Tong holding the gun, and thought that they wouldn't know how to use it, so he introduced them to the usage seriously:

"Raise your hand, pull the trigger, and you're done, it's easy, right?"

As he spoke, he kicked open the door of the church.

Unlike Ryoshi's openness, the closer he got to the church, the more apprehensive and worried he became.

Because he didn't know what was going to happen to the priest, and if something went wrong, he didn't know if he would survive.

"It's finally here, my last offering. The priest's voice was still steady and vicissitudes, but with a strange evil.

Before he could finish speaking, a huge scythe suddenly appeared in the church, and it spun and flew towards the crowd at a great speed.

Before the other two could react, Ling had already pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang!

Three shots were fired in succession, and the bullet hit the scythe with great accuracy, but the scythe did not react at all, and still flew according to its original trajectory.

Originally, he thought that he would be able to get rid of the priest easily, after all, Ling and his two newcomers who had almost no actual combat experience were full of confidence, but when the enemy's attack came, he suddenly woke up.

Anyway, this is also a dangerous person who worships the evil god! People who don't have the slightest understanding of weirdness can only rely on Rhomin's protection.

Ling saw that the bullet didn't work at all, and with a wave of her left hand, a blue light flew out of her hand, but it didn't hit the scythe, but hit the clearing next to them.

In an instant, a strong gust of wind blew from the clearing, blowing the three of them away, and they fell to the side with the wind, avoiding the scythe.

Click.

The scythe plunged straight into the ground, as if unhindered, and the hard stone slab looked like dirt in front of the blade.

A black, silt-like substance began to spread outward from the scythe, and everything around it rotted with it.

The question had just come to his mind, and before he could think about it, he saw Ling put the gun in his bag and rushed into the church, as fast as the wind.

Or maybe she's the wind.

It looks like Ryoshi can control the wind, and that's what she calls "the way they fight."

"Stay away from these black things!" Ling shouted at them as they stayed where they were.

Hearing her voice, Yong Yong and Zheng Tong hurriedly got up and ran to the side, Yong Yong thought about it and chose to follow Ling into the church.

With his gun in both hands, he cautiously walked around the black mud and walked slowly into the church, then pointed the gun in his hand at the priest in the center of the church, but did not dare to press the trigger.

At the same time, he saw Ling quickly stepping over the chairs of the church, a cyan light flashing on his body, holding a long sword from nowhere, slashing at the priest with all his might.

The priest opened his mouth and chanted in a language that he could never understand, with a rhythm and rhyme, like a poem.

In the priest's chanting, there seemed to be layers of blood-colored ripples around him, blocking Ryoshi's long sword.

Boom!

The moment Ling hit the ground, he stepped forward with a fist pace, raised his left hand into a fist, and blasted out a punch that hit the priest's blood shield.

Click.

The blood shield shattered like a mirror, falling to the ground one by one, and vanishing in an instant.

"Is it ridiculous that even mere mortals are trying to resist the power that God has given me?" the priest grinned, laughing wildly, and the sense of sacredness that had been shown when they first met disappeared, exuding an ominous aura.

The priest stretched out his right hand and swung it violently, and a pitch-black scythe took shape in an instant, and with a flash of light, it slashed at Ling's head.

A hurricane struck, blowing Ryoshi off the scythe's tracks, and at the same time, she slashed the sword in her right hand sideways at the priest.

The priest didn't have time to dodge, and raised his left hand, trying to resist, but his arm was cut off by the swift sword.

"That's it?" Ling sneered at the right time.

It seems that her taunts are very effective, and the priest who believes in the evil god has long since lost his mind.

"Despicable human beings...... It hurt me, it bleed!" the priest roared in a low voice, "in that case...... That's all there is to it. ”

Immediately, the priest chanted rapidly, generated another blood shield, and then chanted a large number of strange words that he had never heard at all, and finally roared, and prayed to the evil god in a voice that resounded throughout the church:

"Fresh flesh and blood are offered to you, great Lord of the Abyss. Please grant me eternal life and great strength!"

There was a heart-rending scream from underground, mixed with a slight deranged laughter, and in an instant, the screaming stopped abruptly as if it had never sounded, and then the church carpet gradually turned red, as if soaked in blood.

It seems that the circle is supposed to be hidden under the carpet of the church, and when the sacrifice ceremony is about to be completed, the priest who is missing the sacrifice chooses to make the final sacrifice himself.

Half of the priest's flesh fell to the ground, filling the last gap in the carpet, and the whole carpet was stained with blood everywhere, and then the rest of his flesh did not fall again, and it seemed that the sacrifice was complete, but he was now inhuman.

Bone after bone emerged from the priest's remaining flesh, swelling and shattering, covering his body in an instant, forming a pair of hard bone armor.

Is this still human? Sighing silently forever, he only felt his heart pounding, but he couldn't make any movements.