The thirteen witches looked at the scene in front of them in a daze.

An ordinary-looking Oriental man stood by a wooden counter.

He had a sincere smile on his face and looked unpretentious.

But......

On his shoulder, a little black cat, standing alone.

The brilliance of the pyramid reflects His divine body.

The authority of the Guardian has apparently returned.

The witches swallowed.

They saw Mr. A sitting on the sofa like a good baby, not even daring to move.

At this moment, the leader of the Beast Sect is comparable to a child in a kindergarten.

He sat on the couch, his head bowed, the pharaoh's scepter aside, the Sphinx mask hanging deeply.

He didn't even dare to look up at the witches who had already come to the door.

"What's going on?" A witch thought.

Obviously they remember it very well, they and Mr. A were not more than ten minutes apart!

Ten minutes!

The leader of the Beast Sect, the Evil God Apostle who was strong enough to stop children crying at night in Qinlu and Kunlun Prefecture, became like this.

But soon, the witches knew why.

In the moonlight, which was as gentle as water, they felt it.

There are terrifying and evil whispers, which are being sung in a low voice.

From their souls, and from their bodies.

In the midst of this unspeakable whisper of terror, the feasting witches were terrified to find that the spiritual energy in their bodies was gone!

And......

At the same time, they also lost all control of their bodies.

Although, you can still think, and even seem to be able to move freely.

But......

How to say...... How to do it......

I can't help them!

They feel that at this moment, they seem to be manipulated puppets, controlled machines.

It has to follow the lines, and it has to run according to the code.

Otherwise......

As a result, they collectively became mute.

The witches of the feast finally know what fear is and what horror is!

Their bodies trembled involuntarily.

Then they heard the voice of the Oriental: "Come in!" ”

The simple three words are full of majesty and seem to have power.

"It's okay, don't worry!" He smiled, extra terrifying, and extra infiltrating!

Obviously it's just a thin ordinary person, and obviously there are no spiritual energy fluctuations in his body, obviously ......

But every word seems to contain infinite power.

Every syllable exudes terrifying and deep ripples.

The feasting witches, trembling and helpless, obediently obeyed his orders.

They walked in.

Walked into this seemingly ordinary bookstore.

It wasn't until they stepped into it that they knew what the bookstore was really like.

Beneath the floor, terrifying and powerful, unspeakable monsters lurk.

On the ceiling, countless compound eyes peeked through the cracks.

One tentacle after another, emerging from the shadows of the witches.

They gently entwined the shadows of the witches.

The witches finally knew why Mr. A was so well-behaved.

The lights reflected Mr. A's figure.

The true shadow of the leader of the Beast Sect was reflected.

However, at this moment, the shadow of the leader of the Beast Sect had completely and completely respectfully prostrate on the floor.

He's shaking!

He's trembling!

He's afraid!

He's repenting!

The witches followed Mr. A's shadow and looked ahead.

Then, they are exactly like Mr. A.

The body trembles in fear, and the soul repents in fear.

They wanted to kneel, but they weren't allowed.

So, I can only let my shadow, like Mr. A, crawl down and throw myself to the ground.

Because......

Ahead, the figure of the pure black man has appeared.

A god as pure and pure as an agate stone.

Nebulae loomed over His skin and body.

Infinite chaos overshadowed Him.

But......

At this moment, the god of black feast knelt on one knee.

He lowered his head and directed the ordinary Oriental.

The witches of the feast finally know that they have committed a sin that cannot be forgiven even if they die ten thousand times!

They were once hostile to the people their gods served!?

What a stupid and unpardonable sin!

…………………………

Ling Ping'an looked at the dozen or so women, all wearing black robes and covering their bodies.

These poor people, very frightened.

My body was shaking.

Apparently......

Ling Ping'an guessed......

Are they members of a circus or acrobatic troupe?

He turned his head to look at the mute in the strange mask, and looked at the women's bodies again.

They were wearing low-quality crystals that looked cheap.

It's the kind of jewelry that costs a few dollars a piece.

He exhaled softly and sighed in his heart: "The Internet is a good thing for most people......

"But for these small circuses that rely on traditional models, it's a catastrophe!"

In the past, when Ling Ping'an was a child, he could often see puppet shows, theaters, acrobatic performances and circuses at temple fairs.

But since the rise of the Internet.

These professions have been devastated!

The market they live on has been swallowed up by the Internet.

Except for a few people, they successfully transformed and became Internet celebrities with the help of the Internet.

For the rest of them, it is quite difficult to even make ends meet.

Especially groups like this......

Ling Ping'an made up for a deeply disabled but physically disabled regiment leader, with more than a dozen poor people who were suffering from the same disease.

They traveled north and south, trying in vain to feed themselves by their own labor.

But......

Time passed year by year, and the number of people willing to invite them became fewer and fewer.

Finally, as in the past, when they went to Jiangcheng City in vain to get a business, they found that this city, which was once eager for acrobatic performances, no longer had a place for them!

And the money he carried on his body has been exhausted.

After selling the last of the items, he couldn't raise money for the journey, and he didn't even have the money to eat.

In desperation, the desperate regiment commander came out alone to beg.

The members of the group, who found him missing, came out in the middle of the night to look for him.

It's really singing and crying!

Of course......

Ling Ping knew that perhaps this was not the case.

But, regardless of the facts, it is clear that he alone cannot solve this matter.

So, he smiled and said to the women, "Don't be afraid, everyone......"

"I'll help you!"

So, he picked up the phone and dialed the number left by the officer last time.

It didn't take long for Mr. Police Officer to connect.

"Hey! Your Excellency, I am at peace......"

"Hmm...... As for the bookstore owner who called the police last time......"

He looked back at the women who were obviously scared, fearful, and then at the man who had his head bowed, a look of shame and did not dare to look up.

So, he pleaded to Mr. Police Officer on the other side of the phone: "That's the case, there is a matter that I want to trouble Your Excellency......

"I've got some poor people here......"

"I hope you can think of a way, can you find an institution or contact a foundation, and settle the ......"

"...... right"

"Hmmm......"

"Please come over as soon as possible!"

Ling Ping'an put down the phone and turned to look at the people who seemed to be scared because they heard the word officer.

He comforted: "Don't be afraid, everyone! ”

"Please trust me!" He smiled and said sincerely, "I will help you ......."

"I'll help you get your life back!"

………………………………………………

Mr. A raised his head and looked at the seemingly ordinary man, his face full of sincere smiles.

He spoke slowly, softly and flatly.

But......

Every word he said, listening to Mr. A's ears, made his soul and body tremble.

"Don't be afraid, everyone......"

You can choose not to be afraid, if you're brave enough!

"Please trust me......"

If you don't believe it, die!

"I'll help your ......"

Obey me, obey me, fear me! Ant!

"I will help you get a new life!"

Stupid ants! You must pay for your blasphemy and contempt!

If you don't obey 10,000 percent and obey My commands!

In front of Mr. A's eyes, there was darkness, silence, and depth.

Terrifying babbling and crazy monsters surrounded him.

So he knew if he couldn't obey and obey 10,000 percent.

Then he will inevitably drown in the craziest dreams, be gnawed by the monsters again and again, and repeat the tragic and painful death again and again in the madness!

…………………………………………

in the monitoring room.

Situ He was watching the footage from the camera.

In the bookstore, Mr. A and the thirteen witches of the feast were all sitting and standing like wood.

The bookstore owner, with the phone, didn't know who he was talking to.

Blackguard, of course, no one dared to tap on his phone.

And not just because it might anger Him.

All the more because, no one can eavesdrop!

The last gramophonic incident has made them understand that it is okay to listen to the voice of the bookstore owner in person.

But, who wants to record......

Be prepared to face Him!

At the very least, be prepared to face an unspeakable monster coming to you!

So......

Situ He inevitably became curious.

"Who is he talking to?"

No one could answer Situ He's question.

However, a moment later, Situ He's own mobile phone rang.

He picked it up suspiciously, looked at the number displayed on his phone, and then connected: "Well......"

"What?" He stood up.

"Hmm......" He barely suppressed the excitement in his heart, put down his mobile phone, and looked at Li Shouyi who was sitting on the side.

"Governor ......" Situ He's voice trembled a little.

"The target called......" said Stuto, "He said that there were some poor people who wanted the Federal Empire to receive ......"

Li Shouyi raised his head and looked at the footage captured by the camera.

The leader of the Beast Cult is codenamed A.

Thirteen Feasting Witches.

Is it they who He is talking about?