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Li Xiao looked at it, his brows twitching slightly.

Almost all the villagers of Tucker Town gathered in this solemn and solemn church at this moment.

Palmer, the tavernkeeper, the innkeeper, Tracy of the blacksmith shop, and others are also impressively listed.

Many of them were familiar faces that Li Xiao had met in Tucker Town, and they were all members of this sect without exception.

At this time.

The masked man came to the high platform with a light figure and stopped in front of a dark ancient well with six edges and corners.

"Welcome to the Dark Temple."

The masked man's soft voice rang from the platform.

It was only then that the devout believers slowly raised their heads and looked directly at the masked man slightly.

"The fact that you can come to the chapel to pray and pray as scheduled is enough to show your respect for the dark gods."

"As we all know, this is a corner forgotten by the gods, we have been living in chaos, ominous, cold, taboo, and hopeless, and no one even perceives our existence, after a long period of suffering."

"It wasn't until the Dark God descended on Salimmore and blessed us that we were able to be redeemed and find our long-lost happiness in the midst of chaos."

"Since then, we have bid farewell to a life of poverty and hardship, and have since ushered in a life of prosperity and happiness, which have been bestowed upon us by the dark gods."

"It is the Dark God who guides us to the road."

"However, recently, there are some people with ill intentions who slander him, make insulting remarks, and even question his identity, how do you feel?"

The masked man said slowly, but there was a demagogic question in his deep voice.

As soon as these words came out, they set off a thousand waves in the church.

The villagers, who were like puppets, seemed to finally have a glimmer of energy, and shouted loudly with righteous indignation.

"Unforgivable for these heretics!"

"These people are rat poop, and they spoiled a pot of soup."

"The dignity of the dark god is not allowed to be trampled on by others, this is an unforgivable sin!"

See this scene.

Li Xiao, who was hidden above the spire of the church, moved slightly in his heart.

The masked man's words should be an allusion to people like Simmons, after all, Simmons once spoke disrespectfully to the gods that the villagers believed in, which caused public anger and was escorted to the church.

Li Xiao couldn't help but think.

Just when Li Xiaozheng was secretly thinking to himself.

The masked man on the high platform of the main hall couldn't help but nod his head with satisfaction when he saw the high-spirited emotions of those disciples being mobilized, and his eyes hidden under the dark iron mask flashed a dark and strange color.

Immediately, the masked man's expression froze, and his tone became a little solemn: "As everyone wishes, these heretics will definitely be severely punished and eradicated from the ranks of the Dark Sect. ”

"We cannot lose our doctrine like them, and we should pray to the great dark god."

"Next, let's pray to the Dark God from the bottom of our hearts."

Between the words, the masked man slowly pressed his outstretched palms upwards against his chest, closed his eyes slightly, his lips moved, and an obscure prayer came out of his mouth.

At the call of the masked man.

The Tucker Christians also bowed their heads, folded their hands in front of their chests, and muttered prayers in their mouths.

All of a sudden, the sound of prayer came together and turned into a breathtaking incantation that echoed through the main hall of the church.

At first, it was as low as a mosquito's groan, but when these voices converged, it was as loud as a bell ringing and drumming, making people's eardrums tingle, and the qi and blood surging, completely stirring.

Along with the prayers of the believers, strange things happened at this time.

I saw that the silver moon hanging high above the sky began to slowly expand and change, its outline expanded to all sides, and finally it directly turned into a huge and dazzling bright moon, and the shining light was dazzling, illuminating the whole night as if it were day.

Under the light of this bright moonlight, Li Xiao and Xiaoqiang, who were hidden on the spire of the church, their figures were also slowly revealed, and they were about to have nothing to hide.

"Xiaoqiang."

At this moment, Li Xiao lowered his voice and called Xiaoqiang softly.

Without waiting for Li Xiao's command, Xiao Qiang nodded, and made a gesture with both hands, and his strong soul power was condensed between his eyebrows.

With the gentle pressure of Xiao Qiang's hands, the gray and gloomy aura immediately spread, automatically blocking the sides of Li Xiao and Xiao Qiang, and then blocking the light that penetrated, so that there was no trace between exposure.

Reining his breath, Li Xiao's sword-like eyes stared intently at the situation inside the church.

Inside the church, the rumbling prayers seemed to tear down the spire and rush out of the church, resounding through the sky and reaching into the sky.

Seeing this scene, the masked man's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes revealed a hint of gloom, and the corners of his mouth set up a triumphant smile, mixed with coldness, serenity, banter, and fanaticism.

It's as if a good play directed by him is about to be staged.

With the passage of time.

I saw that the moon hanging high above the sky shone more and brighter, but soon without warning appeared many red spots of blood, which fell from the sky and merged into the ancient well above the high platform along the gap at the top of the church.

In the ancient well, there was originally crystal clear well water.

However, as the blood streaks entered, it slowly blended and transformed, turning into a pool of scarlet-colored blood!

"Gollum."

Blood boiled violently and gushed up.

Blood is pervasive, ripples surge.

The roars of countless ghosts and ghosts were faintly heard from inside, as if there were countless evil spirits hidden at the bottom of the well, ready to break free from it.

In the face of this gloomy scene, all the disciples were unaware of it, and they looked indifferent.

When the pool of blood was already completely glowing with a strange crimson color, the masked man finally stretched out his hand and motioned for everyone to stop.

Soon the chanting stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the masked man, his expression solemn and full of reverence, and he didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere.

"Seeing this boiling pool of blood, this is the call of the dark god, but he must be very lonely as a god sitting in that god realm, so we must shoot the most pious and excellent disciples to serve him in the god realm, only in this way can our Tucker Town continue to be blessed by the gods and become more prosperous and prosperous."

The voice fell.

The masked man stroked his palm gently.

The henchmen who had received the order immediately escorted some of the bound people to the high platform.

These heretics were tied up with thick hemp ropes, and their mouths were sealed by things, looking at the violently churning pool of blood, those heretics struggled frantically, and their eyes were full of fear and horror.

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