Chapter 0467: Mist Hunting
In the face of another shot from these deep divers, Suge suddenly stretched out the iron umbrella in his hand and blocked it in front of him.
However, the sheer force of the bullet hitting it made it difficult for Suge to increase his speed.
At the same time, what shocked Suge even more was that in addition to automatic rifles, these deep divers actually had iron nets that could be sprayed out, as well as harpoon guns that could be projected.
Under Su Ge's gaze, the cooperation of these deep divers is comparable to that of the most elite special forces.
Fire is suppressed from the front, spraying a wire mesh at Sug on the left and a harpoon gun at Suge on the right.
On the other hand, the bearded deep diver muttered a few words, unaware that a large number of tentacles appeared from there and wrapped around Suge.
With such an attack, Su Ge really gave up the battle, held the iron umbrella and retreated, and then waved his big hand, and the fog around him rushed in, covering his body.
At this time, the two back hands left by Su Ge had been completely docked, producing an incomparably dense mist.
In the face of this fog, the visibility is even less than half a meter, and standing in it makes people feel very lonely and helpless.
Tick tock!
The rain from the eaves slowly fell. The heavy rain in the sky had stopped, and it seemed that the fog had completely isolated the statue, and the weather had temporarily returned to normal.
Su Ge shook off his numb palm, stepped back to Shiryl's side, and said, "Let's go, these deep divers are not easy to deal with right now." ”
"You're just going to put them here?" asked Shirylle.
Suge shook his head slightly: "They are not very aggressive, the main purpose is to protect the statue, and now Albert should have almost rescued Malcock and them." In the face of this kind of attack, I have no way to deal with it myself, and Albert, who has the ability to do electricity, is a good helper. ”
"Your means shouldn't be so barren. Shirryl said.
Socrates took her hand and walked through the fog and said, "I'm carrying out my setting now. ”
The fog was really very large, and at this time it had penetrated all corners of the entire ship along the rooms and windows.
Even now the hall was covered in mist.
The people squatting on the ground actually had a sense of happiness and security after being surrounded by fog, like a scared child hiding in a reassuring corner and breathing a sigh of relief.
"What's going on!?" When the people were at ease, the cultists suddenly fell into a panic.
There was no fog in their plans, and it was so weird.
"The summoning ritual has been ruined, and a difficult guy has arrived. At that moment, Malki's voice came from the mist.
Hearing this, the hearts of the people squatting on the ground suddenly lifted, and then they thought of the heroic and confident hero just now: Mr. Drake.
"Mr. Drake is so powerful. ”
"Could it be that Mr. Drake is a clergyman of the Church?"
"It's possible, the church must know about these cultists and have prepared in advance. ”
"Either way, it was Mr. Drake who saved our lives. ”
The people whispered with gratitude on their faces.
A dozen cultists here looked in the general direction, and the young man with gloomy faces asked, "What should I do then?"
Malki said calmly: "That guy probably can't escape the encirclement and suppression of these elite deep divers, and now he can only advance the forbidden banquet." ”
"High Priest, this fog is too big, I can't find your place!, what should I do!?" a cultist asked with a blank look around, a little helpless.
Malki said calmly, "Just stay where you are." ”
With that, she followed the path of her memory towards the crowd.
It is useless for these people to kill directly.
Malki's plan was to wait for the Son of God to descend, first plunge these people into a frenzy, gather enough crazy souls, and then introduce the rest into the dream realm as nourishment for the Son of God.
When the Miko is almost developed, he can unleash the power of the God of Dreams, envelop the entire ship, devour everyone, and complete the development.
Now, however, Malki was certain that part of the power of the Great God had entered the body of the Son of God, and that the Son of God had almost been conceived.
But the Son of God was unable to be born because of a strange obstacle and this great fog.
She can only enter these people into a state of frenzy in advance now, sacrifice their crazy souls, and let the Son of God get enough strength to be born successfully.
Although this will be a little weaker, this is the only way now.
Because she vaguely felt that this fog was not ordinary, and it was likely that another powerful god was coming from no less status than Cthulhu.
While the cultists were preparing for the ceremony, Suge quietly walked in and relied on the detection of the aftermath of the evening bell to find a cultist close to the crowd.
Silently walked up behind him and reached out to cover his mouth, the long sword in his hand had already cut his neck.
!!!
Several people squatting on the ground on the side suddenly widened their eyes when they saw this, and their expressions were extremely excited.
Suge smiled and put the body down, then made a shushing gesture to signal them not to move.
When these people saw it, they immediately nodded like chickens pecking rice, with excitement and joy on their faces.
After quietly solving one, Suge walked to the second one not far away.
It was still a flash of coldness, accompanied by the death of the cultist.
Just as Su Ge was about to kill the third one, the flesh monster not far away seemed to sense Su Ge's presence.
Then he let out a whimper, and took a clumsy step and rushed directly towards Suge.
In the face of this monster, Su Ge's body rushed forward suddenly, and a fist silently landed on its body.
With a heavy sound of falling to the ground, the bones of its limbs were directly shattered, and it could no longer move.
"Enemy attack!" Hearing this, the other cultists suddenly let out a long howl.
Malki was stunned for a moment, and then continued to whisper a prayer unmoved.
Now that it was discovered, Su Ge was not slowly assassinating, with a flick of the long sword, Su Ge's body rushed out like a leopard, relying on the positioning of the aftermath of the evening bell, he easily found a few cultists nearby, one by one, and killed three more in a minute.
"Who! where are you!!" the remaining cultists turned pale with fright, and now gathered together back to back, clenched the weapons in their hands and roared in a trembling voice.
"Don't blame me for being rude if you don't come out!!" said the gloomy-faced young man, grabbing a handful of things with both hands and placing them in the palm of his hand, and then a monstrous flame rose in his hand.
The scorching flames seemed to dispel some of the fog, and everything around them gradually became clearer.
"Burn the whole hall to the ground!" the gloomy-faced young man threatened to throw the fireball in his hand.
At this moment, there was a buzz.
An invisible sword aura flashed, and the gloomy-faced young man then bled from his seven orifices, fell to the ground limply, and died.