The twelve people who were about to be taken out looked at Drake, and when they heard this, they felt an indescribable emotion in their hearts, and they almost cried directly.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Drake walked out of the crowd with a heroic and glorious image, with a resolute and calm face, looked at Malki and asked, "What about my advice, High Priest?"

Now, Drake's heart has turned upside down, and at this moment he feels that he has reached the peak of his life.

Growing up, he longed for the attention of others and the admiration of others, and now he has achieved his dream.

This excitement even completely overshadowed the fear in his heart, making him seem like he was really a self-sacrificing hero.

"This ...... This is the real hero!" At this time, everyone looked at Drake's back, and their hearts were full of admiration and admiration.

Malki looked at the righteous and awe-inspiring Drake, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that Assasin said something to him, but he didn't tell him the fate he will face." Since you want to be a hero, it's just right, deal with you first, let the Son of God link with Cthulhu's consciousness, and then perform the sacrifice The effect is the best. ”

Thinking of this, Malki said calmly: "Okay!"

Then, at Malkey's behest, the cultists on the side first released the twelve men, and then surrounded Drake in the middle and led them out.

"Thank you, thank you!" the twelve people who were rescued said to Drake with snot and tears in their eyes.

Drake was completely caught up in the role played by the hero, his expression was calm, and he said in a soft tone: "Don't worry, with me, you will be fine." ”

Hearing this, everyone present felt a little more relieved in their hearts.

In this desperate time, there is a great hero who can stand up to save others and comfort them, and the effect is very obvious.

Malki gave a few of the cultists a look to keep them on the look, and then personally led Drake out of the hall.

Walking out of the hall, it was still raining heavily in the sky.

On the bow of the huge deck, the rain-soaked statue of Cthulhu has become two meters tall.

Around this statue, there are dozens of small fishmen.

The bodies of these people were covered in thin scales, each about one and a half meters tall, with their bodies hunched, their arms and backs covered with hideous bone spurs, and their two large claws as sharp as razors.

This is the clan that worships Cthulhu, the Deep Diver, who needs 25 psionic vision to see.

At this point, the divers are on their knees and continue to worship the statue of Cthulhu.

As soon as the two men came out, Drake saw these monsters, his face turned extremely pale with fright, he screamed, sat on the ground, and fell out of the hero's shell.

"Oh!?, where did the intrepid hero go?" said Malki with a sneer.

When Drake heard this, he hurriedly calmed down, and said in a trembling voice, "This...... This...... What are you going to do?"

Malki grabbed him by the neck and sneered, "Don't you want to be a sacrifice in their place? ”

As he spoke, he dragged his body onto the rain-soaked deck.

"No, no, I'm just kidding, no! I'm really not fit to be a sacrifice, my heart is so filthy, and the great God doesn't look down on me. ”

Click!

Thunder flashed, and the light of thunder illuminated Drake's crying face.

A large amount of rain slid down his face, and it seemed to be mixed with his tears of fear.

Hearing this, Malki smiled: "Don't be so presumptuous, it's only a filthy person like you who is more likely to connect with the consciousness of the great true god, otherwise how can the son of God use your body as a nest?"

"Miko, what Miko?" Drake was dumbfounded when he heard this.

The next second, he suddenly thought of the terrifying dream he had.

In the dream, he was stuffed into his stomach by this group of monsters a terrifying monster.

"Is it ......?"

Drake's whole body trembled violently at the thought of this, his mind went blank, he didn't know what to do, and even the words and countermeasures that Suge said to him completely forgot about it.

Malki dragged him to the statue.

You can see that an incomparably large circle has been drawn around the statue, and the lines of the formation are drawn from the powder of the ink crystal dragon scales, and there are twelve separate circles around it, representing the twelve sacrifices that need to be sacrificed.

By this time there had been ample offerings in these circles.

It looks like it's all disgusting stuff like the internal organs of some creatures and fish, and it's hard to see what it is.

Malki tugged at a completely frightened Drake and shoved him in front of the statue.

The statue held him in front of him, the scattered tentacles wrapped around his head just right, and the two folded wings protected him in the middle like eggshells.

The moment he came to the statue, Drake felt an indescribable terrifying force suck him firmly on it, and no matter how much he struggled, it had no effect.

Then, a terrifying force like the sea gradually entered his body through the statue.

"Don't! Don't! I haven't slept with a noble lady yet! I haven't made a name for myself yet! I haven't lived a high life yet! Don't! Mr. Assasin, I'm not going to be a hero, save me!

At this time, Drake hissed and roared, his voice with a crying tone, hissing and terrified.

"Mr. Assasin, he has been disposed of by me, and now no one can save you, and no one will give you a chance to be a hero. "Here Malki told a very cruel truth.

Hearing this, the struggling Drake's whole body suddenly froze, motionless like a sculpture, and his eyes gradually spread, like a demented child.

Malki took a step back and said in a loud voice with both hands: "Great Sleeping God, God of the Sea, Lord of Laleye, Great God, Your servants, Your devotees pray to you, sacrifice to you, offer you a throne, awake! Come! Bring the end to the world, bring salvation to all mankind!

Boom Rumble......

As the sound of prayer fell, bursts of incomparably thick thunder exploded out of thin air, as if the sky was covered by the thunder.

The rain was louder, and the sea began to be choppy, as if something indescribably huge was about to appear, and even the storm-sized ocean-going tankers began to shake violently, as if they were about to capsize.

In an instant, everyone on the ship fell into a violent panic, trembling and not daring to move.

Just as the shaking reached its most violent, and a large, blurred figure came to the ship from the sea, bursts of incomparably thick mist erupted from Drake's body and the statue.

In a few breaths, the huge cruise ship was all wrapped in mist, and the violently swaying hull gradually calmed down.

The rain was still falling, but the fog had no sign of dissipating.

"What's going on!?" Markie's eyes widened, and he looked at the fog around him in a deep surprise.

It stands to reason that the statue should have absorbed Drake and been resurrected at this time, and then the entire ship would be his sacrifice.

"What about the great true God!?" muttered Malki as he looked around.

"Sorry, the fog is too big, your god is lost. A playful voice rang out in the mist.