In the palace of the kings of the city of Bukhara. Sulu Khan's face was gloomy, and he stared at Que Yiru.

"Can An Mutata fly? Why can't I find it yet? Waste, a bunch of waste! ”

Que Yi was like a cold sweat, and said hesitantly: "This, Great Khan, since An Mutata can sneak into the city, there must be a secret way." ”

"Humph! I don't want to listen to that. You tell me, who will recognize my identity without him? You? ”

Falling short, Sulu Khan was quite irritable.

Que Yi Nanru was also very embarrassed, "This, this," suddenly, a flash of inspiration, "We can choose the elders first, and then elect the Great Khan." ”

Hearing this, Sulu Khan laughed, "Good, good, good." The Dharma protectors of all countries are now under our control, and without further ado, the night is long and there are many dreams, so let's start choosing elders immediately. ”

Tens of thousands of Bukharavo followers were soon gathered and stood in front of the Bukharavo shrine. After a few meals, the three new elders were finally freshly baked, and together with a dozen Dharma protectors from various countries, they reluctantly stood beside Que Yinanru.

"Once upon a time, we were in darkness here, with no light in sight, no hope in sight. We are all in dire straits. Just when we were in despair, the bright and good God gave us the will, and God said that He would arrange for His messengers to guide us. ”

"Today, we are going to testify of the messengers that God of Light and Good has arranged for us. It was he who defeated the Great Cannibal, brought us freedom, brought light, and will eventually lead us to victory! ”

"He, that is, the brave, the great, the heroic Sulu Khan!"

The three new elders sang and stirred up the atmosphere of the scene.

Tens of thousands of Wo cultists buzzed, and it was clear that many were dissatisfied with the three new elders. Although, two of the original elders died, but Elder An Mutata was still alive.

The silence, the terrible silence, the jerky threat left none of the tens of thousands of people willing to speak.

"It's all nonsense, we want to see Ann Mutata. We only believe in Him. ”

A voice broke the silence with a rather incendiary momentum.

"Yes, we're going to listen to Amutata." More people emboldened and cried in.

Faced with the coaxing of tens of thousands of people, the three puppet elders looked at each other and were at a loss.

Que Yi's face was gloomy: "Who, who is making trouble?" Guards, guards, whoever dares to make trouble will drag me out and feed the dogs. ”

Que Yi is embarrassed by anger, and if something goes wrong at a critical moment, he will lose his head if he doesn't do it well. He noticed movement in the shrine behind him, where Sulu Khan threw something. Originally, without the troubles of those people just now, Sulu Khan would have appeared on the scene. It is customary to pretend to prevaricate first, and then reluctantly take up the position of Lightbringer.

Thousands of Turkey soldiers are on the verge of a bloody massacre. The crowd slowly quieted down, and then returned to the silence of the moment before the commotion.

"The fire is raging, but the light is bright. There is no joy in life, and there is no pain in death. For the good to eliminate the evil, but the light is the same. Have mercy on the world, and there are many sorrows......"

Que Yi was relieved to see the dissatisfaction of tens of thousands of people being forcibly suppressed, and he didn't know who deliberately wanted to oppose him, and these crazy spells came out of the crowd again. Que Yi's heart sank, and he had a premonition that this matter was going to be smashed.

At the behest of Que Yinanru, two piles of firewood were lit, and a raging fire burned in front of everyone.

"Shut up! Whoever sings it again is a traitor of the great cannibals, and he will be punished by fire. ”

Que Yi was as angry as he was.

Some of the most ferocious singers were caught and were about to be thrown into the fire. Tens of thousands of congregants were angry and inclined to riot.

The Wo religion believes that fire, water, and earth are all holy, and cremation will pollute the holy fire. The Turgish, on the other hand, did not know what was at stake, and simply thought that what they feared, the enemy must also be afraid.

Que Yi was embarrassed to find that he seemed to have made some mistakes, and the tens of thousands of Wo Sect followers in front of him had always been obedient like lambs. Even the three puppet elders and Dharma Protectors around him were as dead as death, quietly hiding away from him like a plague god.

"Burn, burn them for me!"

Sulu Khan couldn't help but come out of the shrine and pointed hysterically at a few of the captured cultists.

"Stop!"

A loud voice shouted from the crowd, and although it was muffled by the boiling noise, the nearby cultists looked at the strange movement around them in surprise.

An elderly man struggled to move forward from the crowd, at first a few people around him squeezing out of the way, then more people giving way. The person who looked at this elder slowly recognized it, wasn't this person their elder An Mutata?

Under the gaze of countless expectations, An Mutata appeared.

This is the opportunity that Anmutata was waiting for, he needed all the Wo cultists to be present, he needed to speak with confidence, and not be silently represented by the conspiracy of the Turgish.

Standing in front of tens of thousands of cultists, An Mutata pressed his hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

"You cannot perform the duties of an elder without the permission of your predecessors."

Anmutata pointed to the three puppets and shouted.

"Whatever you say, do you dare to deny that Sulu Khan was invited by you to come to your aid?"

Que Yi knew that he couldn't let An Mutata continue, otherwise he would be quite passive.

An Mutata nodded and said, "Yes, it's me, An Mutata sent a request for assistance to the Venerable Sulu Khan. I am very grateful to Sulu Khan for his generosity, and in order to pay tribute to Sulu Khan, I suggest that Sulu Khan be asked to protect the Dharma for the Broken Leaf River. ”

"Crazy! You are a hypocrite, come and pull him down. ”

Sulu Khan knew that he had to cut through the mess quickly, and if he was still fighting with Anmutata, then he would definitely lose his status as a Lightbringer.

Que Yi hurriedly signaled to the guards to carry out the order.

"The instructions of the God of Light and Goodness, the Messenger of Light is in the east, in Datang. He will bring heavenly artifacts to our Wojiao and bring us happiness! Anmutata shouted hoarsely.

Sulu Khan was completely enraged and said, "Throw him into the fire and burn him to death!" ”

Without any hesitation, the Turgish soldiers set up Anmutata and threw him into the fire.

"This guy is an accomplice to the big cannibal, don't believe him."

Under the threat of Que Yinanru, several puppets shouted words against their will.

Tens of thousands of cultists were stunned as they watched as their elders were thrown into the raging flames.

Angry, utterly angry.

They let out an angry roar that drowned out all sounds.

Hundreds of people rushed forward in front of the fire, destroying the burning wood and snatching Anmutata out of the flames.

"Kill them for me, and dare to disobey my commands."

The veins on Sulu Khan's forehead throbbed, and he gave a brutal order to his soldiers.

The vicious Turgish threw himself into the crowd with his scimitar and slashed wildly. The dull sound of a sharp blade into the flesh, the wail of pain, the shouts of panic, the sound of ......

By the time Sulu Khan called a halt, hundreds of corpses lay on the ground, blood was pouring and there were broken limbs everywhere, and the frightened people were shrunk back in fear.

Sulu Khan smirked wildly, and against these people it would take blood and a scimitar.

All the cultists were frightened by the bloody scene in front of them, and even if they were angry, they did not dare to say anything more, and remained silent in the shadow of terror.

"Remember, the Lightbringer is in the East, and the god of goodness, Mazda, has given him an artifact that will bring us peace and happiness. Those Turgish, who will only impose war on us, are nothing! ”

An Mutata was killed, and before he died, he held his last breath and admonished all the congregants around him.

Under the threat of force, Sulu Khan was unsuspensefully assumed the identity of the messenger of light of the Wo Sect, although the result was so jerky, Sulu Khan was still quite satisfied. In this era, communication basically relies on roaring, as long as you have a legitimate identity, it is enough to call on the people of the world. As for how the identity was obtained, apart from the tens of thousands of people at the scene, who else knows about it? Big deal, we've got them all in the hole! Yes, let them endure the great cannibal hellfire under the city of Samarkand.

The more he thought about it, the more smug Sulu Khan laughed insidiously, completely oblivious to the fact that among the tens of thousands of cultists, there were silently spreading lambskins, on which a strange-looking god was drawn from the sky, and some words were written, which was the passage that Anmutata said before he died.

Li Huaitang, who was watching from afar, was silently blessing An Mutata, he did not stop An Mutata from being martyred, he could understand An Mutata's behavior. In addition to regret, Li Huaitang also felt a little puzzled, how could that heavenly artifact grow a virtue with his lucky object?