The bloody scene made the believers, who were still angry, consciously keep quiet.

Some people trembled, some people turned pale, and some people threw up directly.

Of course, this was only a minority, and many more cultists were intimidated by Fang Cheng's combat effectiveness and ruthlessness.

This verifies what Fang Cheng said to Hayato Sato, dealing with bad guys means being more despicable and shameless than them.

This move big windmill is Fang Cheng's own development, and when he exercises the ability of steel blood, he finds that when the blood is about to harden, it will remain in a soft, tough and elastic state.

It is perfect for use as a rope, and the two blades at the top are mainly to increase the weight and allow the thread to be easily thrown out and cause cutting damage.

The tragic death of hundreds of guards directly shocked the believers in the audience.

Archbishop Shui Matun's face sank like water, and he had already picked up his dark Bible and opened it.

Originally, this descent ceremony was supposed to be presided over by a newly promoted archbishop, but Shui Ma Dun felt that the other party was not qualified enough and should be pressed again, so he came himself.

Unexpectedly, the risk assessment of this divine descent ceremony in the Tokyo area of the Bliss Sect was obviously seriously insufficient.

In addition to a group of cannon fodder, Shui Ma Dun only brought a few backbones to preside over the ceremony.

I didn't expect him to be so old, he was already an old bone enjoying his old age, and he also needed to fight in person.

After Fang Cheng killed a group of cannon fodder, he didn't keep standing still, but continued to rush towards the pool of blood.

"Collapse!"

Shui Ma Dun's voice suddenly sounded, and it looked quite majestic in the loudspeaker.

The entire gymnasium trembled, and the next moment, the ground in front of Fang Cheng collapsed, and in a deafening roar, a deep pit with a length spanning the basketball court and a width of more than four meters appeared.

The pit was pitch black, and I don't know how deep it had collapsed, at least if someone fell down, it would definitely be gone.

Fang Cheng didn't stop, and was about to jump over directly, when Shui Ma Dun spoke again: "Stop!" ”

Fang Cheng immediately stopped with a sudden brake.

It's not that he respects the old and loves the young and is obedient, but a cultist has already pulled out a knife and put it on Mai Sato's neck.

It's finally here, the classic part of hostage-taking.

"Mai!"

Hayato Sato used his mental power to knock over the two cultists who sneaked up on him, and he was already too tired to do it.

Seeing his sister being threatened, anger suddenly rose in his body with a surge of strength.

Fang Cheng sighed, Sato's nervous performance was even worse for his sister's situation, of course, this is beyond reproach.

He only hated that he had no Russian blood, otherwise he would have killed the hostages along with the kidnappers a long time ago, where would he still need to be threatened.

"Both."

Shui Ma Dun held the dark Bible in his hand, and his tone and posture were full of the momentum of a leader: "I don't care who you are and what you want to do, as long as you leave here immediately, I can guarantee that today's events will not happen, otherwise, you will offend a huge religion with millions of followers, and you will go to hell after death." ”

There was a slight commotion among the hundreds of believers, but they did not expect the archbishop to compromise with the two outsiders.

But Shui Ma Dun also has no choice, let these two guys continue to make trouble, should the divine descent ceremony be held?

After finishing the fight, his old bones don't have the energy to preside over the ceremony anymore.

If we don't get God's blessing, the Elysium Church will enter a period of decline in the next seven years, and the pressure from the government and peers will be even greater.

For the sake of the overall situation, Shui Ma Dun would rather give in first, coax these two troublesome little bastards away, and settle accounts with them afterwards.

Shui Ma Dun's words directly made Fang Cheng smile.

He put his hands on his waist: "Who are you scaring about, according to the government's authoritative statistics for the latest year, the growth rate of your Blissful Sect has achieved negative growth, showing a downward trend year after year, the underground disciples are estimated to be less than 500,000, and they are also facing the trend of aging, the number of young believers is insufficient, resulting in a sharp drop in financial revenue year after year, and they have to cut expenses, and most of the online programs produced and distributed every month have been cut off, and they can't afford to hire AV ......stars."

Shui Ma Dun was directly dumbfounded, he told Fang Cheng about the threat, but Fang Cheng told him the data, and it was detailed and well-documented.

According to the authoritative statistics disclosed by the government, the development trend of the Bliss Sect has been regressed for many years.

Fang Cheng said and suddenly changed the topic: "Besides, hell is not under your control, you thousands of cults have all said that they want to send people to hell, hell has long been overcrowded, where can you manage it, is Satan very familiar with you?" You said that you will send it, and people don't want to lose face? ”

At this moment, even the disciples became riotous because of Fang Cheng's words.

Seeing that Fang Cheng was out of fun, Shui Ma Dun also realized that the threat was not successful, so he immediately changed his way and interrupted him: "What do you want to do before you are willing to leave?" ”

Fang Cheng immediately raised his hand and pointed at Mai Sato: "Let her go, the three of us will leave immediately." ”

Hayato Sato on the side was slightly surprised, although he was very happy to be able to rescue his sister, but isn't there still a classmate of Asaka?

But after going through so many things from yesterday to now, his heart has grown a lot, and he knows that classmate Fang must have his plans.

The disciples in the audience were instead enraged by Fang Cheng's request, overpowering their fear of his bloody methods.

"You can't give him the saint."

"Outsider, get out!"

First, there were one or two fierce scoldings, followed by more people who began to echo them, and quickly became one.

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

Hundreds of people shouted at the same time, and the sound was like a tidal wave.

At the same time, in the face of the angry accusations of hundreds of people, Hayato Sato's face turned faintly pale, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

He looked at Fang Cheng and saw that Fang Cheng's figure was as tall as a pine, and his face didn't change at all.

Fang Cheng completely ignored these angry shouts, his gaze fixed on Shui Ma Dun.

These cultists are just leeks, and this old man is the only one who can make decisions.

"Quiet!"

Shui Ma Dun reached out and knocked on the altar, and the voice of one person was even more than the angry shouts of hundreds of people, of course, thanks to the megaphone.

As if at the turn of a switch, hundreds of believers immediately shut up, and the noisy gymnasium suddenly became audible again.

The power of the archbishop in the minds of these devout believers is evident from this.

Mizumaton glanced at Mai Sato, a spare saint, the importance is not very high, as long as the ten saints don't have problems.

It was totally worth it to trade her for the descent ceremony to go smoothly.

Just catch it after the ceremony.

"Yes."

Shui Ma Dun immediately made a decision, and none of the disciples present dared to disobey: "You leave first, and I will release you immediately." ”

Fang Cheng refused: "You cult talk like a fart, you want a fart to deceive me? ”

Shui Ma Dun's eyes narrowed slightly: "Young man, don't get an inch, if you want to see it, you will accept it." ”

Fang Cheng also sneered and mocked: "No matter how many four-character idioms you tell me, you can't appear to be cultured and sincere, there is no trust between us." ”

Shui Ma Dun directly asked: "Then what do you think you should do?" ”

"It's easy, I can swear to your god."

Fang Cheng raised his hand, his expression was extremely sincere: "As long as you are willing to let her go, we will take her away, and we will never interfere with your ceremony again...... Then I'm going to give this life here today. ”

This proposal is not bad, and Shui Ma Dun is thinking about how credible Fang Cheng's words are, and whether there are traps in them.

The Holy Grail, which was suspended in the pool of blood, suddenly shook slightly, making a crisp sound.