"But you haven't told me where she is?" Bethune still didn't give up.

But the old man had already sensed that something was wrong: "Are you talking to me?" ”

"Damn, not stupid enough to be like that." Bethune was a little annoyed, maybe he was too anxious.

"Damn it, blasphemy will end only in death!"

As soon as the old man's words fell, he rushed towards Bethune.

"It's good to die or not, let's see you next life." Bethune took a deep breath and directly pulled out the dagger in his abdomen.

The horse stepped away, enduring the bleeding abdominal injury from a second injury. Bethula's whole body didn't even make a move to dodge the old man's fist, and went straight up.

Perhaps the old man realized that Bethune had the idea of dying with him, but it was a whimsical thing to kill an evenly matched opponent in such a situation, and to not get hurt.

Bethune's dagger plunged through the old man's forearm, like dissecting a fish, all the way to his shoulder.

As for Bethune, he didn't have any strength left in the same place, and he crashed straight into the old man's right fist.

The strength of the hand is large, and the left hand is used to take the life of Bai Qiu'an. This old man, who seemed crazy in Bethuan's eyes, was actually terrifyingly smart and decisive.

Maybe they can give anything for the sake of the so-called God in their mouths. Bethune suddenly shuddered, what is the difference between this and those cults.

It's all human garbage that deserves death.

This was Bethuan's last consciousness.

The old man trembled his left arm and watched as Bai Qiu'an was beaten to death by himself. Then he picked up the cloak and put it back on, and stood at the foot of the mountain looking into the distance, as if waiting for something.

After a while, a figure appeared at the end of the street, and then several groups of people. And then there's a handful, a bunch of ......

Dense figures stand all over the street, just like a downtown neighborhood on a weekday. One by one, their eyes were fiery and religious, just like pilgrims, walking towards Niutou Mountain step by step.

And the old man is like a long-awaited messenger at the moment, receiving the arrival of God's believers.

Bai Qiu'an, who slowly got up, looked at such a shocking scene in front of him, and his heart could be described as overturning.

He had thought that tonight would be a difficult and unusually bitter battle, but he never imagined that there would be such a scene in front of him.

Are they divine servants in human skins like Qi Wenchao, or are they a group of hopelessly so-called god believers?

Bethune actually already had the answer in his heart.

The Twelve Temples steal the power of the gods to gain power, but what about the believers? Relying on one's own piety and faithfulness, and receiving the "blessing" of the gods?

Do they count as people?

Bethune looked at the group of fanatical guys with flustered eyes.

There is no psychological burden to kill the divine servant Bethune, and even killing the priest Bethune can rely on the justice in his heart. To alleviate or even erase that guilt.

But there are nearly 100 people in front of me.

There are so many of them just for Anshi...... Ignorant guys? Or is this a big conspiracy that the other party has premeditated?

Bethune didn't want to believe either, because behind these two choices. The truth will only be countless times worse than what appears on the surface.

……

The fork of National Highway 313 in Anshi County is one of the only highways leading to the outside world in Anshi.

The exit of this national highway in Anshi is halfway up Mt. Niutou. The mountain roads were rugged and winding, and car accidents often caused in the early years, so there was a second national highway far apart.

Yu Ding sat on a pile like black iron on the sea, and the fork in front of him had been completely sealed by the Twelve Palaces with three large trucks. But every once in a while, a violent crash came from the other end.

Then there was a group of godmen with weapons over the large truck at the intersection of the rungs.

Naturally, they were greeted with friendly condolences and warnings, and the two buses that had been temporarily transferred from the afternoon horse were erected on the road, and the huge skylight was opened, revealing a heavy machine gun.

It comes standard with two machine gunners and four reloaders, as well as eight guards who are also armed with guns.

Next to the car were the teams around the security division waiting for the opportunity, holding skeletal knives and staring at those guys who dodged or even ignored bullets among the gods.

Strictly speaking, this kind of monster can no longer be called a human, but a human skin god. Obeying the orders of the gods and messengers, they are completely a group of walking dead.

As for the entire section of the national highway, it has been completely blocked by the people sent from above. If they dare to come, then they don't need to think much about their identity.

"Team Yu, it's not a way to go on like this." A man with an armband walked up to Yu Dinghai's side with a sad face.

"The people behind this scene are clearly going to sacrifice with the blood of these gods and our people, and if it drags on any longer, I'm afraid a big guy will come out."

"When will the reinforcements from above arrive?" Yu Dinghai's answer was not what he asked, and the answer to the man's question on the topic itself was actually obvious.

"It's going to be a long time ......"

"Bethula's side, do you really want him to guard that mouth alone?"

"They know that they have a few pounds and a few taels, and they will not be stupid enough to climb the mountain from the intersection of the main road. At most, it's a clown who picks two eggs, and it's good to get things done. It doesn't hurt if it doesn't work. ”

"It's just the opportunity to let that kid practice more."

Yu Dinghai didn't finish speaking, such a big thing naturally wouldn't be what he just said, "I guess how", all the deployment situations were all the strong confidence given to him by the huge intelligence network of the Twelve Palaces.

Bethula's mouth only had a small-scale enemy of at most five or six people. It is estimated that it is strong enough to besiege and kill a two-winged divine servant, of course, that group of guys probably knelt down on the spot when they saw the divine servant.

Yu Dinghai spat out a mouthful of smoke, of course he didn't make a special trip to Anshi this time to send Bai Qiu'an back. Sending him is just a stop, and the most important thing is the strangeness of Niutou Mountain.

Di Wenfang sent him to sit in Niutou Mountain in Anshi County in advance to investigate and clean up some duplicitous factions and stabilize the situation in Anshi. In fact, a few months ago, that is, when Yu Dinghai and Bethuan met for the first time.

Yu Dinghai's mission was to investigate why a large number of divine servants had descended here.

Unfortunately, until now they are still confused.

Instead of catching a big fish, the secret plan with Qi Wenchao as bait last time completely angered the god of power and mountains.

And Niutou Mountain, which seems to occupy some kind of natural fit, is even worse after that incident. All things get worse over time.

And everything suddenly broke out on this night of Chinese New Year's Eve. At this moment, Niutou Mountain has actually become a cage, and all the people are trapped here.

The crazy gods and disciples constantly used their lives to impact the combat power and psychological defense of the warriors of the Twelve Palaces. Blood and fanatical distorted beliefs have also been transformed into some kind of mysterious opportunity and power.

And at this moment, every inch of land in Niutou Mountain may become the foothold of the gods in the next second.

What Yu Dinghai can do is to guard this entrance. Organize this group of disciples who don't know why they have to break into Niutou Mountain.

Then scatter all the remaining manpower on Niutou Mountain, one to kill the enemies who sneak in, and the other to observe the surrounding space at all times to ensure that the location of the divine attendant is found in the first place.

Yu Dinghai's eyes were slightly squinted by the smoke, and his hands were on the skeleton knife, as if admiring a work of art.

"Then wait, I haven't cut it yet."

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