Chapter 271 Repentance
"Is that ......?"
After hearing Cytira's words, Mo Ren also glanced up at the silver bracelet on her wrist, and sure enough, it was a piercing blood red.
[Could it be the hand of the Crimson Holy See?]
Mo Ren frowned slightly, it shouldn't be them.
Since Chen Ang, the divine envoy, has already implanted information in the memory of the No. 3 executor, no matter how many secrets he hides behind his back and what kind of plan he has, at least in the memory space, it seems that there is no hostility on the surface, so there is no need to suddenly turn his face against himself at this time, this logic doesn't make sense.
If the other party really just wants to use himself to achieve a certain condition, then he will not choose to do this kind of thing directly at this time to make enemies with himself.
After thinking about it a little in his head, Mo Ren quickly ruled out some of the suspicions of the Scarlet Holy See.
Because the place where he was before was not very far from Indo, it was only a short thought that the shuttle had already reached its destination.
"It's here. β
Mo Ren spoke to the very anxious Setira, and then controlled the shuttle to land directly in a wilderness near the small fishing village.
"Hurry up!"
Setilla jumped out of Mo Ren's arms in an instant, and then quickly ran in the direction of his house.
"Huh?"
As for Mo Ren, he stopped as if he sensed something.
"This breath is ......"
Mo Ren's eyes were closed, but he slowly raised his head.
Under the observation from the perspective of Nian Gan, Mo Ren found that the sky above the entire small fishing village was filled with a pale gray atmosphere.
This is a kind of heavy negative emotions that converge, faintly giving people a depressed and dull feeling, and in addition, Mo Ren also senses the unique smell of various human tissues through his sense of smell that is far beyond ordinary people.
It is the smell of blood, lymph, intestines, and saliva that comes together and then evaporates, mixed with all kinds of viscera, hormones, putrefaction, and the smell of animal feces.
Just by using these characteristics, Mo Ren had already guessed the identity of the enemy.
γNegative Cultists......γ
Mo Ren clenched his fists slightly, and the anger collected in his body began to boil, and a cold killing intent escaped from his body little by little.
In the next second, Mo Ren disappeared in place in an instant.
Almost in the blink of an eye, Meren was in front of the house where Anders was.
At this moment, the whole small fishing village seemed to have become hell, although the telepathic perspective could not replace the real perspective, but Mo Ren could also see the stumps and broken limbs on the ground, which were all the aborigines here, some of them were cut into six hundred and sixty-six pieces and thrown on the ground, some were skinned and hung on trees, some were stuffed with an apple in their mouths like roast pigs, and then roasted raw by the flames, and some simply turned into indistinguishable minced meat, constantly pecked by a flock of crows.
Among these cruel deaths, those who were directly split in half were considered lucky.
And that's in line with the crazy approach of the Negative Cultists.
They seem to be completely trying to vent, and they didn't even refine these people into negative coins, and directly staged a bloody of the evil sect here.
The air here was filled with strong negative emotions, hatred, pain, anger, fear, despair, these five negative emotions continued to cheer with Mo Ren's arrival, and then they poured into Mo Ren's body at a crazy speed, converging into a part of Mo Ren's strength, so that Mo Ren's mental power and physical fitness improved little by little.
ββ¦β¦β
However, despite absorbing the negative emotions on a large scale, there was no happy expression on Mo Ren's face.
On the contrary, his gloomy face at the moment is already a little scary.
A rich murderous aura surged through Mo Ren's body, this bone-chilling killing intent was so huge and cold, even the sun-covering gray curtain worn by Mo Ren was affected by this, and with a strange roar, a shadow-like gray mist began to surge on the surface of the sun-covering gray curtain.
Morren didn't find Anders.
Whether it was a corpse or a tissue residue, Mo Ren did not find any relevant clues.
[Were you taken away by the Negative Cultists?]
Mo Ren calmly deduced the current situation, and at the same time, he flipped through his hand, and had already taken out a negative coin and was ready to sacrifice.
And it was at this time that Cytila finally arrived in the village.
"Ahh
Seeing this hellish scene in the village, Setilla naturally couldn't help but exclaim, and then the whole person immediately covered her mouth and couldn't help but vomit a few times.
No way, the smell and visuals here are a little unbearable.
"You shouldn't be here. β
Morin used telekinesis to bring Setilla to him, and then used an endorphin-like pheromone to calm Cytila a little.
"Mo Ren, is my dad already ......?"
Despite a slight composure, Cytira's face was still very pale, and her eyes were full of sadness.
"I don't know, he must have been taken alone. β
Mo Ren shook his head: "They may have taken a fancy to Anders's ability characteristics, or their target was Anders from the beginning, so they took advantage of our absence. β
"It's all my ...... to blame"
Setilla sat on the ground weakly, grabbing her hair in pain: "If it weren't for me......"
"It's not about you. β
Mo Ren hugged Setila and gently stroked the other party's back: "I have probably guessed who did it, and now I am ready to find a way to find them, and if I can, I will bring Anders back as much as possible." β
"I'm going too!"
Cythira said immediately.
"No, I can't. Mo Ren shook his head: "There is a possibility of danger there, I can't let you take the risk." β
"But that's my dad!"
Cythira cried and shouted.
"But you're my lover too. Mo Ren deceived Cytila with a serious face, without a sense of guilt in his heart, only to see him gently kiss the other party's forehead, and then said again in a gentle tone: "Obedient, okay?"
"Wow......"
Stimulated by pheromones, Setirawa burst into tears, but nodded vigorously.
"Tell me, where should I go now?"
While comforting the weeping Setira, Meren threw the negative coins into the sacrificial circle that had been prepared long ago, and then gave his own orders to the evil god.
"Hey, hey, this place is wonderful......"
The gray mist quickly gathered in the sacrificial circle, and then the creepy voice of the evil god immediately rang out.
"Uhhhhhh
Cytila was startled by this voice, and subconsciously hugged Mo Ren tighter.
"Back to my instructions. β
Mo Ren didn't have time to talk nonsense with the evil god now, and he didn't have much time to listen to the evil god express his feelings here, so he urged directly.
"Hey, hey, kid, you're cunning. The evil god let out a piercing sneer, he was complimenting Mo Ren for his way of asking, because Mo Ren directly asked where he was going, not who the enemy was, and who had ever been here, which cleverly bypassed a lot of things, and the price was relatively low.
Of course, even if it is cheap, it is not something that can be solved by a negative coin.
"The price is ......"
"Whoa!"
Before the evil god could finish speaking, Mo Ren directly threw in dozens of negative coins in one go, and there were several high-grade negative coins mixed in it.
"Hey, hey, hey, kid, I'm really getting more and more fond of you......"
The evil god let out an indescribably terrible laugh, and then he directly said the correct message: "Go to Morman, kill all the people there, and then kill all the way to Wilton, and share the supreme throne of this world with me!"
"Morman?"
Mo Ren selectively ignored the evil god's habitual crazy words, and instead directly recalled the huge slum.
"Boom!"
As usual, after completing the second sacrifice, the sacrificial circle also exploded in an instant, leaving only a violent and cold gray air flow blowing everywhere, making this small fishing village even more like hell for a while.
"Mo Ren... The one just now is ......"
It was the first time for Setilla to face the evil god directly, probably because the evil god had put too much pressure on her, so she still had some lingering palpitations until this moment.
"A handy skill. β
Mo Ren said as he directly opened the ripples of the storage space: "Let's talk about it later, I'm going to go to Moman now." β
"I ......"
Cytila showed a hint of hesitation on her face when she saw the ripples in that space.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that the other party was reluctant to enter, Mo Ren also asked casually.
In response to him was a soft hug.
"Let's go!"
Cytila kissed Mo Ren vigorously on the mouth, and then the whole person went directly into the storage space, leaving only one sentence that still echoed in Mo Ren's ears: "No matter what, you must not have an accident!"
ββ¦β¦β
Mo Ren touched his lips, and then he didn't stay too long, his feet stepped on the ground hard, and the whole person flew into the sky with a bang.
β¦β¦
It didn't take long for Merren to be in the skies above Morman.
Because he had to try to find Anders first, Mo Ren didn't directly release any killing moves, but directly swept through the city with his telekinesis.
Of course, for the huge slum of Moman, it was obvious that only the central position looked suspicious, so Mo Ren also directly focused most of his attention on the building that resembled the imperial palace.
This palace-like building does not occupy a large area compared to the entire Moman City, but after a very careful exploration, Mo Ren found that this palace-like building still has a deep part of the underground structure, which is much more than the exposed place, which makes the whole complex look a bit like two pyramids attached to each other, and now it is just a spire that is exposed on the ground.
This huge complex seems to be protected by some kind of gray energy, so much so that the last time Mo Ren was at the fourth energy level, he didn't even notice this part of the structure hidden underground.
The area of the underground building far exceeds Mo Ren's imagination, and the scale of the project is obviously far beyond the construction scale of ordinary cities, it is no exaggeration to say that the underground kingdom of Morman is higher than that of Xuertu and Galian, how big is the slum above Morman, how big the dungeon below is, and it does not count the depth of the entire city, after all, the whole city is octagonal, like a pyramid with two bases attached together, and the ground is only the tip of the iceberg.
After finding the underground area where Moman was hiding, Moren quickly locked down Anders' specific location.
It was the ninth floor of the underground palace.
It's just that now Anders has lost all signs of life.
Around him, there were many very cruel torture instruments, some of which were used to torture the body, and some of which were used to torture the spirit.
These torture instruments are the usual tricks of the negative sect, Mo Ren casually swept it with his mental power, and saw several women lying on the ground exactly like Cytila, as well as a few strange negative creatures like crabs, the ghost knows what tricks this group of negative sectarians can play with these torture instruments, but judging from Anders's expression, it is definitely not a good thing.
However, since even Anders, the target of this rescue, is dead.
"Then I have nothing to worry about. β
Mo Ren took a deep breath, and then opened his left hand directly to the Moreman City below.
A ripple with a diameter of more than eight hundred meters began to slowly appear.
Yes, before coming to Moman, Mo Ren placed all the parts of the Negative Coin Manufactory in the underground base, and then dived underground to find a very hard rock formation, and cut a round boulder with a diameter of more than 800 meters with silver metal, and stuffed it into his storage space in one go.
Now, it's time to see the light of day again.
"Whoa... Whoa......"
Some palm-sized pieces of fine gravel first rolled out of the storage space, and after rolling out of the storage space, the fine stones fell straight down due to gravity.
And not long after these stones rolled down, the distortion of the ripples in the entire space suddenly became extremely intense.
ββ¦β¦β
Mo Ren didn't speak, but kept the spatial ripples open.
It lasted for about ten minutes, and the distortion of the ripples in the entire space reached a limit, and then, a shadow large enough to cover the sky and the sun slowly appeared from this ripple.