Holding aloft the simulated crystals, he slowly walked forward amid the prayers of the people. Every *** who was approached almost trembled with excitement, uncontrollably watching the crystal that could be connected with the great mimicry in their hearts slowly approaching, and their hearts were full of pious fanaticism.

However, the phenomenon of mimicry selection mentioned by *** has not appeared for a long time, and most of *** have only carried out the so-called act of communicating with mimics.

It seems that he is also a little anxious about the current phenomenon, and an anxious gaze flashed in the eyes of the *** holding the crystal. Just when he thought that he was going to return again today, the crystal in his hand glowed brightly, like an incandescent light bulb connected to a power supply.

The people around him also looked at him in amazement when they saw this phenomenon, and the person who was communicating with the crystal was even more fanatical and intoxicated, looking at the current situation, it seemed that he had been chosen by the mimic master.

But *** didn't look at the person next to him who was having some kind of deep 'communication' with the mimic, but strode forward and walked towards a man with a strong body and a black 'colored' cloak.

Following the direction of the crystal's light, this person is the source of the crystal's abnormal reaction.

As *** got closer and closer to that person, the light of the crystal became more abundant, as if the sun of day and the moon of night coexisted, and at the same time illuminated the appearance of that person.

Despite wearing a wide cloak, his incomparably strong body still broke through the restraints of clothing and stubbornly showed himself in front of people. The arms as thick as the 'legs' of a human being, the figure as tall as an ordinary person even if he kneels on the ground, and the muscles and flesh that prop up the cloak to the point of breaking several 'desires', all show the strength of the man in front of him.

"Soldier level five? Reaching such a level without anthropomorphism, it seems that I hit a treasure this time! But judging by the appearance of his body, it won't be a mutant, if that is the case, it will be empty joy, and the Cult of God does not require mutant sacrifices! A few thoughts flashed through the ***'s heart, thinking.

"Follow the instructions of the Siman, take off your hood, and let the Simimetic Lord see your face!" Holding the crystal alof, he shouted solemnly at the man.

The guy who looked like a mutant trembled slightly, hesitated for a while, and slowly took off the hood, revealing his face.

It was an ordinary face, without the slightest sign of mutation caused by the radiation attack. Seeing such a look, *** breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, turned around and shouted loudly: "Lord Simula has made a will, this parishioner has been chosen by Simulacrum, and he is about to become the official *** of my Simulacrum Sect!" ”

The crowd was 'commotion', but they saw with their own eyes what was wrong just now, but they didn't expect that Lord Simulacrum really made a selection in front of them.

For a moment, all the people, whether they had doubts or not, knelt on the ground, turned their hands to the sky, and shouted the name of the mimicry god and prayed for the blessing of the mimic god.

Seeing everyone's performance, *** was satisfied, and made a 'look' at the back. Immediately, the *** standing in the back walked out of a column and came to the chosen man, led him to the side of the coffin, and asked him to lie down.

Just as he was about to continue walking forward, suddenly the crystal in his hand shone brightly again. I was shocked, and I looked at the side in disbelief. The light of the crystal showed that just three people next to the *** just now, there was another qualified sacrifice.

"Another soldier level 5? Am I lucky today, or is the mimicry really manifested? *** was shocked, he didn't expect that a once-in-a-century situation would appear in front of him so continuously.

And the figure of the sacrifice this time is not as exaggerated as before, *** didn't even bother to let the other party lift the hood this time, so he asked the *** behind him to invite him into another coffin.

With the feeling that there might be another case of a fifth-level soldier sacrifice, he walked forward excitedly. However, his good fortune seemed to run out, and he was almost at the end of the day and still did not show up a single qualified sacrifice.

He regretted it, but he was satisfied. The first few times, he didn't even have a single sacrifice, but this time, two sacrifices of the fifth level of soldiers appeared in a row, which made him overjoyed.

Of course, such a mood can't be expressed like this, he maintained the solemn expression just now, continued to walk forward, and suddenly stopped in front of a 'female' and 'sexual'***.

This 'female' 'sex' is much worse than the twelve white guards such as Feng Ya, but compared to the average level of the last days, it belongs to the middle and upper 'color'. A strange gaze flashed in his eyes, and then the simulated crystal in his hand suddenly lit up a few times, and then dimmed.

"Anyway, there are already a lot of gains in two today, so let's call it a day and go back. However, this 'woman' has a good posture and "color", and she can "get" it back to have a good look! ”

So, the *** holding the crystal high and shouted loudly again: "The third person chosen by the mimicry has appeared, and it is this parishioner in front of him!" ”

Hearing *** say that, the weak body of the 'female' and 'sexual' *** trembled slightly, and it seemed that it was 'excited' and trembled. She didn't know that because of her posture, she had embarked on a tragic road of no return.

invited the 'female' and 'sex'*** into the coffin, and the twenty-five mimetic gods who came out walked back slowly with three coffins.

The big 'door' slowly closed, and the silence in the square returned to what it had just been, and some of the remaining *** left the square happily, ready to have a good time, and then by the way, told the others what they had seen today. There are also some *** who are still kneeling in the square, wanting to move the mimicry with their sincerity, looking forward to being selected by the mimicry next time.

The only small 'interlude' that appeared was that when the first sacrifice was lifted, several anthropomorphic *** around didn't expect the other party's weight to be so perverted, and almost didn't lift it. Fortunately, a few *** around me found out that something was wrong, and they didn't make a fool of themselves by helping out. However, even this caused the entire team to travel at a very slow pace, and it took a full three minutes to get back into the building after a minute of travel.

Behind the large gate is a small eight-storey building, which can be seen to have been rebuilt on the original foundation. But even so, compared to the other buildings in the South City, the floor where the Anthropomorphic Cult is located is almost the best building.

As soon as they entered the big 'gate', the few *** who were carrying the first sacrifice immediately complained bitterly, almost wanting to throw the coffin to the ground immediately, and they felt that their shoulders were about to be crushed by the terrifying weight attached to the coffin. It seems that it is not a person at all, but a mutated giant beast.

The leading *** turned around and reprimanded a few times, and called four more people to help those ***, only to stop their complaints. It's a pity that if the leader himself goes to experience the abnormal weight of the coffin, he may find some clues, and it's a pity that he lost this opportunity.

Entering the high-rise building, the *** who was a little noisy just now immediately quieted down, and the atmosphere didn't dare to take a breath.

Each floor is strictly guarded, and this pedestrian has to be checked again and again when passing by, which is extremely strict.

When entering the third layer, the leader has none. Enemy/Dragon 3 Book % House ^ Whole * Li *** made a 'look' at the six *** who were carrying the third coffin. The six *** immediately understood, and with a *** smile on their faces, they turned around and walked to another staircase. The other *** continued to walk forward as if they hadn't seen anything.

However, it can be seen that the pace of the remaining people has increased significantly, and even the footsteps of *** carrying the first coffin are much brisker, and it seems that something very cool is waiting for them.

The team continued on until it entered the eighth floor, where it finally stopped at the 'door' of an open hall.

The leader of the *** raised his hand, and the ***, who had been following behind the coffin, stopped, turned around and went downstairs. Only the *** carrying the coffin followed behind the leader *** and continued to walk.

The furnishings of the hall are similar to those of the Cult of God in the City of Security, except that the environment here is obviously more spacious and luxurious than there.

The torches were replaced with countless dim light bulbs, which shone out like a little star scattering in the night, adding an eerie but solemn atmosphere to the hall full of totemic murals.

The ceiling panels, walls, and floors are full of vivid pictures of strange beasts, either soaring in the sky, or seeing beasts in the water, or descending into the ground.

The floor of the hall is just like the division of Zhi'an City, kneeling with countless green robes with serious expressions and immovable***, and the direction of kneeling is facing a stone seat, which is also carved with pictures of strange beasts.

At the top of the stone seat sat a green-robed priest with a seemingly thin figure, and the edges of the robe were intricately intricate. The 'shadow' shadow of the robe covered the face, and it was impossible to see the face, only the dark golden gaze of the falcon.

The leading *** hurriedly entered with two coffins, and then stopped ten meters away from the stone seat, knelt on the ground, and shouted with great respect:

"Sacrifice to your lord! Offerings are brought! ”

The dark gold 'color' of the sacrifice swept downward, directly over the leading ***, and concentrated on the coffin. In the middle of the sound, the golden 'colored' gaze jumped a few times, and said slowly in a majestic voice:

"Excellent! There were actually two natural soldier level 5 sacrifices appeared, and it seems that the strength of our Central Divine Sect can be improved again! You've done a good job this time, so take your people down and claim the reward! ”