Chapter Seventy-Nine: Alienated Cultists

Yang Hao took out a packet of black powdery objects from his backpack and slammed them into the air.

Under the force of the whirlwind, the powder quickly spread, staining the battlefield with a gray color.

"Ahh

As the powder was sucked into their lungs, both the wolf warriors and the deep divers sneezed wildly.

That's right, Yang Hao sprinkled black pepper, which was a possible way to interrupt the witchcraft of the Deep Diver that he had come up with.

I didn't expect it to be really successful, but this was too rushing, and Yang Hao himself couldn't stand it.

The witchcraft of the deep diver needs to be matched by the change of tone, and under the stimulation of black pepper, it is impossible to breathe normally, let alone "sing".

However, their melee ability is also super strong, after all, they are monsters above level 10.

The wolf warriors were very difficult to deal with, and although they eventually killed these deep divers, 8 wolf warriors also died.

The rest are also in terrible shape.

The dark aura at the top of the slope is getting thicker and thicker, and there is not much time left for the wolf warriors.

If enough sacrifices are sacrificed by the other party, not to mention the casualties of the villagers, the final boss will be extremely powerful.

After simply dealing with the injuries, the wolves continued to advance to the top of the slope, and this time there were no monsters to stop them.

On the top of the slope, apart from the villagers, there is only one disgusting monster.

The upper body of the monster is humanoid and dressed in cultist costume, only to look a little more advanced.

At the end of the humanoid form was an incredibly filthy substance, blue-gray clay and black tentacles churning and frantically, whipping at the ground next to it irregularly.

Yang Hao had to sigh at this time, human beings are sometimes really incomprehensible, and there are people who turn themselves into this ghost in order to gain power.

"Fielding!" Gale exclaimed.

On the altar at the top of the slope, more than 50 villagers have been skinned and sacrificed, including Fielding, a blacksmith who honors Gale.

This dutiful young man may never see his sick mother again.

Gale eagerly turned his gaze to the surviving villagers, but fortunately, Martha was still alive.

It's just that the injuries on his body are not light, and it is estimated that he resisted a lot when he was caught.

Seeing everyone rushing towards them violently, the half-human, half-beast cultist said with a sneer:

"Guys, you're late, I've already communicated with the evil god Cthulhu, power! The surging power is surging in me, and I am surging in my body..."

The cultist's inhuman, shrill voice washed over everyone's eardrums with a chaotic magic.

"Shut up, you idiot, look down at your ghost, ugly octopus!"

Gale habitually mocked.

"Strength, strength determines everything, and I am the most beautiful with power."

Obviously, the values of the cultists are far from the crowd, so don't talk nonsense, let's do it!

The tentacles of the cultist's lower body burrowed into the back of the heads of the tragically skinned villagers, pouring unknown substances into them.

After a brutal sacrifice, the villagers lost the ability to speak, but their frantically twitching bodies reflected their pain.

Soon, the skinned villagers underwent a mutation, and their muscles quickly fell off, revealing pale bones.

The head was even more miserable, all the parts fell off piece by piece, and only a skeleton remained, and the brain could not be seen from the hollow eye sockets, where there was only a burning fire of darkness.

All this happened too fast, and Yang Hao and they were powerless to stop it.

Now the skeletal warriors in the form of villagers are swarming, and they can only fight.

These skeletons are unarmed and do not appear to be sturdy, but they choose to fight in close quarters.

The wolf warriors fought bravely and fought with the skeletons.

Unsurprisingly, the wolf warriors easily defeated their opponents, but the skeletons were struggling with their lives, and the wolves were still seriously injured.

Yang Hao was also scratched out of a small hole, he felt wrong at this time, there was no reason why the final boss was so weak.

Although the skeleton's body was shattered, the black flames in the skull were still burning.

The cultist raised his hands and looked up at the sky, and said hysterically: "Truly, be my servant!" ”

The black flames all burst open, shooting towards everyone.

Some of the members tried to dodge, but unfortunately the black fire also turned with their turn, like maggots on tarsal bones.

There is a certain pattern in the attack of the black fire, and the more seriously injured the team member before, the more black fire they will bear.

After the black fire entered his body, Yang Hao felt a lot more pressure in his heart, which made him a little breathless.

The black fire he endured was relatively small, and he could imagine the situation of other people.

"Ah, kill you all!"

In the previous battle, Cheng Fat Man fought the hardest and was seriously injured, and at this time he had been robbed of his mind by the black fire.

The sudden outburst left his companions defenseless and knocked to the ground with a hammer.

The tentacles of the alienated cultist immediately overwhelmed him, and the exposed hand soon hung limply.

After Makoto Fat, 7 more members of the group went crazy one after another and attacked their teammates.

For a moment, everyone's formation was instantly shattered and chaotic, and the tentacles of the cultists looked around everyone, ready to attack at any time.

"They can't be saved, everyone is ruthless!" Lin Tian saw that everyone was cowering from the attack, and couldn't help but remind.

The crazy members of the group were unable to use witchcraft, so their strength was greatly reduced, and after the mentality of the people calmed down, they immediately suppressed them.

But don't forget that the real enemy is the alienated cultists

His tentacles were drawn from the ground, from all kinds of unexpected places such as dead ends, and with the whipping of the tentacles, a normal member of the group was overwhelmed and went crazy.

Can't go on like this, Yang Hao thought to himself: I must learn to solve the alienated cultists, otherwise everyone will go crazy.

"Roar!" Wally Bell exerted his power and entangled the two crazy members in front of Yang Hao to open the way for him.

Yang Hao went straight to the alienated cultists, since the start of the war, the other party has not moved, either there is some conspiracy, or the price paid for gaining strength.

Sure enough, seeing Yang Hao standing out and killing, the expression of the alienated cultist changed slightly, and he controlled a large number of tentacles to attack Yang Hao, and he couldn't care about the rest of the people anymore.

Countless tentacles waved like demons dancing wildly, strange and terrifying.

Yang Hao remained calm in the face of attacks from all directions, and used all his strength to perform the Whirlwind Sword Technique and Wind Step.

His sword was like a wall, and no matter how many tentacles came in, he cut them off one by one.

But surprisingly, these severed tentacles did not die, but turned into small snakes, wriggling their bodies and crawling back to the alienated cultists.

On the other side, the state of the alienated cultist was extremely poor, although his tentacles were able to climb back on their own, and it seemed that there was no consumption, but the damage caused to him by Yang Hao was undoubted, and he urgently needed to replenish his energy.

So the alienated cultist divided a few tentacles, wrapped up a villager, and sucked it into a dried corpse like juice.