Although the two of them came to the pit to investigate, it was actually just to lure the fish to the bait, and now that the task of the two has been achieved, it is time for them to leave, but the boss is still in the dark, and he is the fish of the two.

Wang Feng and Leonardo da Vinci symbolically turned around and returned to the hospital along the original path.

A figure in the dense forest did not listen to it, and his figure was already obscured by his gray robes.

The sun was slowly setting, and the afterglow was shining on the run, exuding a golden yellow.

The figure followed the path and walked forward, finally stopping in front of a large stone wall.

The stone wall is unusually huge, it looks more like a tombstone, and the stone wall is carved with dense patterns, these patterns look like words, but they look like the ghost drawings of three-year-old children, and there is no rule at all, which may be the remains of some kind of creature that once lived on the earth.

Of course, it is not excluded that these things were drawn by cultists imitating some documents, but those documents are not things that humans can read, and the words on them penetrate the power that human beings cannot grasp, in this case, how can they reappear in the hands of mortals? and came into the world......

The figure stretched out his hands, hugged them to his chest, and bowed his head like a humble animal.

"Ah, Kopp picks up......"

This voice is extraordinarily low, like a lone wolf in the dense forest in the middle of the night, even when it comes to the ears, it is creepy, the hair stands on end, and a blurred figure appears in the old sea The huge eyes shine like the sun, but the sun has no life, but this thing has life.

That absolute power is beyond the reach of human beings, and it can be uncontrollable even at a glance.

As the eyes in his mind faded away, the stone wall began to slowly open to both sides, and a swirling black circle appeared in the center of the stone door.

Before the adults could react, a group of people in white robes walked out of the stone gate, most of their robes were white, but some of them were in different colors, and more of them were white with various patterns on it, these colors were not like the colors of this world, which could not be described in words, but more like an unknown color...... These colors are not visible to the naked eye, but these cultists can see them, and they believe that these colors are the colors given to them by the gods, so only the followers of the gods can see them.

Animals, never knowing that they are animals, until one day those who sharpen their knives plunged their knives into their bodies, they suddenly realized that they were nothing more than an animal, born to be slaughtered...... That's their life.

"How's it going?"

When the figure heard the voice, he quickly knelt down, and sang a song that had been passed down from nowhere, and the cultists all had solemn expressions on their faces as they listened to the ballad sung by the figure.

"That guy actually insulted the Holy Land...... And said it was because of me...... I can't forgive them for throwing the leftover apple cores into the pit......"

The figure's body began to tremble unconsciously, and his face was revealed, which was the owner of the apple he had given to the two of them.

"I'm sure you're not at fault...... Those guys dumped the garbage in the Holy Land, it has nothing to do with you, I can assure the gods that your life will not be in any danger, on the contrary, those two guys who insult the Holy Land, I will let them ...... There is no return...... Only death can atone for sin. ”

The crowd dispersed, forming a path, and a man in a black robe slowly walked towards the boss.

The black robe was unusually loose, but it couldn't stop this guy's muscular body.

It's just that his voice sounds exceptionally gentle, as if it has some kind of magic power that makes people drowsy and even healed.

All the cultists said that the person in front of them was favored by the leaf god, and the evil god also distributed his power to this man, and this man's status among the cultists became more and more noble, and he even became the leader of a group of sect members.

"Lord Rapp......"

When the boss heard the man in front of him say this, tears flowed involuntarily, his legs were still a little weak, his body was trembling slightly, and he was a little excited and couldn't cry.

Rapp patted the boss on the shoulder, then crouched down and whispered in the boss's ear, "You've done enough...... Because your strength can only do this, it's not your problem, it's my problem, because I ......"

Rapp blamed himself for all the faults, and his tone was extremely calm, even slightly gentle.

"I ......"

The boss was about to say something, but found that his mouth was uncontrollable, fixed there as if something was plugged.

Rapp always looked at the boss with a smile on his face, and then stretched out his hands and patted the boss on the cheek: "So you can be a part of the gods, this is my gift to you...... People like you can't continue to serve the gods...... But everything you have done for the gods, we will remember it, so please go with confidence! ”

Rapp's smile was even brighter than before, but in the eyes of the boss, this smile was undoubtedly a death sentence, and his eyes showed fear in his heart, and he began to beat non-stop.

Although his body was no longer able to move, he could feel every inch of his body seem to melt, as if it had been burned by something.

The countless stinging pains in the thighs continued like the needles of a bee.

It seemed that something was about to pop out of his eyeballs, and the pain was unbearable, but he couldn't do anything to resist, and even the right to speak had been deprived.

The rest of the cultists looked at this scene, their eyes did not show pity or sympathy, but stood aside indifferently and continued to watch, their mouths still chanting the nursery rhyme sung by the boss before.

The sun had completely set, and the moon had slowly risen, the moonlight was shining on the ground, and the boss's figure had long since disappeared, only a robe was paralyzed there, and a fishy smell permeated the surroundings, making people sick, but those cultists stood there expressionless as if they hadn't smelled this stench.

"You are all children of the gods...... I'm just a man sent by the gods to guide the way...... Your death will return to the gods......"

Rapp crouched down and picked up the robe, and an unknown liquid fell from it and stained him

of clothes.

But Rapp did not show disgust, but always smiled, rubbed the unknown liquid with his hand, and then put it in his mouth and tasted it.

"It was so delicious and unforgettable...... If those guys could be like that, the gods would love it, their flesh was so much tastier than ours......"

Rapp took a deep breath, then opened his arms as if immersed in them.

And the robe in his hand suddenly turned to ashes, scattered in the air, and disappeared.

The singing around them still didn't stop.

"You must sing the hymn with your heart, and only with your heart can you hear our long-cherished wishes, know how devout we are to her, and help us to accomplish what we want to do. A cultist has left us, and she has become one with the gods with a great mission, and the gods have forgiven his sins...... Sooner or later, you'll be like him......"

Rapp's emotions gradually rose, and his whole body began to tremble, and he quickly clenched his fists and prayed in the moonlight: "We will one day return to the arms of the gods, and we have now met two enemies...... They used the books of the gods to try to turn the world upside down, and we are to be the heroes of this world, and we are the chosen ones...... With great power comes great responsibility. ”

"We are heroes......"

All the cultists began to shout, and their voices echoed through the mountains, overlapping and overlapping.

"Kill those two men and make them sacrifices to our gods, who will come and forgive us."

Rapp looked at the cultists around him, with a smug expression, he didn't stop long, but walked towards the circle of light formed by the whirlpool.

After he entered, all the cultists entered the circle of light formed by the vortex with him.

As everyone entered, the stone door gradually closed, and the whole stone door became a symbol on the stone wall again, flickering and merging into one, and the ghost painting on it was full of blood-like colors, which looked particularly dazzling in the moonlight.

The moon in the sky actually cracked a hole, this one was extremely small, more like a gap, and it was located in the center of the moon.

Wang Feng suddenly got up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his breathing became short.

Just now he had another nightmare, still the same eyes hidden in the black mist, but the scene around him had changed, and fear and death were still the same as before, haunting the dream.

It was a feeling of suffocation that he had never been exposed to.

"You...... Another nightmare? ”

Da Vinci didn't sleep, he turned his head to look at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng nodded, took a deep breath, and finally slowly spit it out: "Yes, I have nightmares again, it's still those eyes, but the scene is different...... But that feeling of death is so real...... That sense of realism made me powerless. ”

Da Vinci listened to Wang Feng's description and did not respond, but looked at the moon outside the window: "I feel...... Something big is going to happen. ”

Wang Feng didn't speak, but looked at his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Tames ......"