Tetsuya Yamaki slowly walked out of the cave where he had rested before. This cave was originally a mining cave, and after finding Bapubarov's followers, the two of them worked together to transform it into a labyrinth-like place with the help of the original pit passage. And here, right in the depths of the mine, Tetsuya plans to transform this place into a rest room. It stands to reason that the air in the mine should be very turbid and not suitable for people to live, but under the miracle of Bapubarov's followers, there is no such stuffy feeling, as if people will not feel uncomfortable living here for a year or two. This is the power of the gods, after all, the poisonous smoke in the mine tunnels is, in a sense, also attributed to the priesthood of Papubarov. Maybe that's why her own gods let her come to her.

While thinking about it, Tetsuya walked next door and watched as the Bapubarov believers respectfully placed a handful of clay in front of the shrine, and then knelt down in front of the shrine and began to pray every day. Tetsuya found it quite interesting, leaning against the wall and watching the worship of the Bapubarov believers. In contrast to the followers of Papubarov, the followers of Hector did not need such complicated rituals, in fact, many of the followers of Hector did not need to worship at all, but only needed to do things according to the oracle when their gods needed them.

"Well, this doesn't look like a real god, my god. Tetsuya whispered softly, looking at Hector's shrine. In front of the shrine, there are also stacks of sacrifices from yesterday's sacrifice - those blood-stained murder weapons. Walking to the shrine, Tetsuya waved his hand lightly, and the murder weapons floated gently, flying into Tetsuya's cuffs one after another. This cuff seems to have no bottom, whether it is a short sword or a hoe, there is no shadow after flying in, Tetsuya waved his hand, and the light fluttering sleeves fluttered with the movement, and there was nothing unusual to see.

By the time the Bapubarov believers had finished the prayer and stood up, Tetsuya had already put all the murder weapons back in his sleeve. Tetsuya looked at the Bapubarov believer without any intention of communicating, and passed directly past him, turned around and followed him: "Hey, we've known each other for a long time, I don't know what your name is." I can't keep calling you that. ”

The Bapubarov believers stopped: "I don't think we need much communication between us, just keep it as it is." Tetsuya shrugged, something like this has happened many times. Looking at the other party's back, there was an inexplicable look in his eyes: "It's so beautiful, if you can make her into a work of art by yourself, it will definitely be a high-quality work of art." ”

He laughed alone in the back for a while, and this whisper reached the ears of the Bapubarov believers, and they felt a little creepy. Although both of them are cult believers, some of Tetsuya's practices are also very difficult to accept in the eyes of Bapubarov's followers. It stands to reason that Papubarov's sacrifice was blood-soaked soil, and preferably blood-soaked soil while alive, which was a terrible thing in itself, but since she had traveled with Hector, she felt as pure as a white rabbit. Hector's sacrifice was a murder weapon. It stands to reason that Hector's sacrifice should be inferior to his own in terms of cruelty and horror compared to his own sacrifice. However, since seeing the way he kills, she feels that she is still too naïve. All kinds of torture methods opened her eyes, she never thought that she could do so many torture methods with just a knife, what kind of skin and flesh, even she couldn't bear to listen to the screams.

She didn't understand why her god would choose to work with Hector. You must know that although Bapubarov is only a lower god, and Hector is a middle god, this does not mean that Bapubarov has to submit to Hector. Moreover, she knew that although Bapubarov and Gemirov were friends, and that Gemiro had been killed by the newly promoted Il, fifty years ago, Bapubarov had no intention of avenging his friend—at least not recently. But I don't know how Hector used to convince his gods, making him believe that he was just a lower god, and with the help of the middle gods, he could provoke the upper gods?

Strangely, she also informed her god of the discord she saw, but the oracle she received ignored it and did her best to help. It's a puzzling oracle. In the past, the oracles I received had clear instructions, whether it was to obtain something or complete the sacrifice, at least I could let myself know what to do next. However, this full cooperation made her a little confused.

Wang Jie got up and looked at his companions who were about to go out to find clues. Now Wang Jie has a lot of information, but there is no way to come up with it directly. I'm very confused, even if I have enough information, I still have to pretend in front of my companions, go out to find out the information, and then pretend to analyze it. It's very troublesome, Wang Jie rubbed his brows.

Seeing Wang Jie rubbing his brows, the companion next to him smiled: "Som, what, didn't you wake up?" Wang Jie shook his head: "No, it's just that thinking about how to find clues feels a little tricky." The companion patted Wang Jie on the shoulder: "Don't worry too much, Somme." When we were on a mission before, we didn't have a clue for a few days, but it's much better than now, at least we have a goal, don't we?"

You don't have a clue, I can't get a clue, friend! We are different, different! Wang Jie roared wildly in his mind, but he still maintained a smiling expression on the surface, and he could only smile at this time. Well, I already have the information in my head, but I still have to look for opportunities to reveal the information, which is really troublesome.

On the other side, little York also woke up, just in time to see the Hector believers standing outside the prison door, and was startled.

Hector walked in the door: "Little York, you really disappointed me. I keep you because I want you to put my artwork in front of everyone. And you, without permission, changed it and made it incomplete. As he spoke, he took two steps closer to little York, and a short knife flashed in his hand. Hector gently put the knife on Little York's face: "You say, what's the point of me keeping you like this?" "Bah", little York was dizzy from the blow, his forehead was broken, and the blood that flowed from his eyes fascinated him, making him unable to open his eyes at once, and his nose was also shocked, and nosebleeds flowed from it.

Hector let go of little York's hair: "Wait a minute, I'll start creating, I hope you can show this process perfectly in front of everyone." If anything goes wrong this time, then you don't have to stay. ”