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"I said that I would go back to the police station, why did I change my hexagram!" Gao Henan sighed, took over Miyayama Yuri from Joseph on the grounds that "men and women don't kiss", carried it on her back, and followed Ye Fan.

"I'll go down and see Inoue first, and let him know where we're going." Chen Tingzhi waved his hand, said goodbye to Joseph, and went down to the operating room on the next floor, waiting for Inoue to be pushed out.

"Huo—I proposed, but you all walked faster than me." Joseph shook his head, and Hermit Purple stomped the ground hard, causing him to speed off.

And Father Butch, who has escaped, takes the best sacrifice, Mrs. Tamako Miyayama, a woman who has completely turned into a perfect vampire and has lost herself, and a group of ghouls come to an uninhabited warehouse, and if you look closely, it is also mixed with members of the family of victims who have turned into ghouls.

In fact, the disappearance of the victims' families is quite different from Jotaro's knowledge - the reality is that the victims' family members have long been controlled by Father Enrique Butch, and after leaving everyone's sight and entering a deserted road, they turned into ghouls and attacked the armed police officers who were escorting them at the time.

The poor victims of their escort suddenly turned into the most barbaric and terrible weirdness, and these armed police officers and soldiers were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses in an instant. Knowing that members of the victims' families were also victims, the wise armed police officers and men hesitated, not knowing whether to turn their guns on these poor people.

Then, these ghouls burst out with incredible strength and stamina, bullets piercing their chests and headshots from rifles. When the officers and men of the armed police finally made up their minds to completely eradicate these innocent but strange victims, they found that they had no power to return to heaven.

Except for a brief exchange and warning with their superiors, these armed police officers and soldiers were quickly wiped out by these strange and strange attacks. After completely erasing all clues and traces of the scene according to Enrique Butch's orders, these poor men turned into ghouls wept in their souls and honestly fled from the miserable place where nothing but blood and fire remained.

"You, go home at once, take care of all the things I have arranged in your house, and come back, be careful not to be discovered," Father Butch pointed to the father of the victim's family, and sent him out, and then pointed to the remaining ghouls one by one, "You guys, at once set up the altar for me to resurrect my friend Dio, and the things are in the southeast corner, go and get them yourself." ”

"As for you," Father Butch looked at Mrs. Tamako Miyayama, who was standing obediently beside her, "hide outside the warehouse, monitor if any enemies catch up or invade, and kill them as soon as they appear!" ”

“。。。” Mrs. Tamako Miyayama nodded, turned to leave, and found a bush at the door of the warehouse to squat.

"Whew..." At this time, Enrique Butch breathed a long sigh of relief, carefully measured the distance between the concrete floor on the ground and the doorway with his eyes and legs, found a position, stepped on it vigorously, then crossed to another place, stepped on it again, and then continued to step on it a few times, and finally returned to the same place.

“Ia! Ia! Cthulhu Fhtagn! Ia! Ia! Cthulhu Fhtagn! Ia! Ia! Cthulhu Fhtagn!” Father Butch sang the Book of Lalleye three times in a row, and the next time it was even louder and more elevated than the last.

At the end of the three chantings, the ground beneath Father Butch's feet disappeared in an instant, replaced by a swamp-like quagmire, and then, as if they were shot, mud tentacles wound around Father Butch's body, slowly dragging him into the mire.

Father Butch made his way through the quagmire and found spotlessly in a different space beneath the warehouse—a dream that he had carved out with the power of Cthulhu. He walked calmly and firmly to a two-meter-diameter crystal ball at the end of this alien space, looked at the octopus-headed figure of Cthulhu displayed by the crystal ball, and knelt down on one knee: "My lord, @¥%&*((*%¥...... ）”

A strange and illogical tone emanates from Father Butch's mouth, eventually eliciting a reaction from the crystal ball figure of Cthulhu. The octopus's head squirmed with tentacles in its mouth, spitting out a series of bubbles that passed through the crystal ball, across the gap of the endless ocean, and appeared in front of Father Butch.

Then, a blood-mist figure rose from Enrique Butch's body, pursed his lips, sucked the bubbles into his mouth, and then became more real and agile. The pair of evil and terrifying eyes that Chen Weiqi had seen once also truly reappeared on the blood mist human form.

"Dior, my dear friend. The day of your resurrection is coming! I have finally gathered the sacrifices you need by the time recorded in your diary, and soon, you, who sacrificed your life to exile your soul for the sake of becoming a god, will return to this world and become a god on earth! ”

Father Butch is a strange man who is full of devotion and reverence for Cthulhu as the ruler of the old days, but on the other hand, with the help of the power of the gods he believes in, he wants to resurrect a friend who is trying to become a god and make him a member of the stars (gods) that walk in the sky.

Father Butch threw out the Book of Laleye, and the face on the cover of his leather book, or the souls devoured and imprisoned by the book, let out a terrible wail. The cacophony echoed through the small, dreamlike realm, turning the ground into a thick pot of soup.

"Grunt, grunt, grunt... The concrete floor of the unmanned warehouse seemed to boil, softened and bubbled, and then Enrique Butch's figure was slowly pushed out of the ground, and finally, the ground froze, and Father Butch stood firmly on the ground.

Father Butch looked at the half-arranged altar and nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, although these ghouls are mentally damaged, their mobility is still okay!" ”

"Soon, as soon as the full moon appears tonight," Enrique Butch smiled as he looked at the hole in the roof of the warehouse, "the moonlight shines on my altar, and then these ghouls and vampires will be sacrificed into the blood and ** needed for the soul of my dear friend Dio... My lord, a god is about to be born in my hands! ”