Although he trusted Zhennai, Zhu Peng still didn't tell her the truth after all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This Japanese sister may really think that she is used to being a happy hero, and Dingtian thinks further, feeling that she has fallen in love with the black witchcraft books and treasures of this cult. However, no matter how Zhennai thought about it, he couldn't guess that what Zhu Peng really wanted was the life of the person behind the cult, kill him, cut off the torrent of his fate, and Zhu Peng would be able to share a part of it.

The power of fate is undoubtedly an excellent thing, just like money, which is usually accumulated day and night, but when you want to spend it, it is easy to throw it all out. What's more, sometimes there will be accidents like when you encounter Charlotte, and automatically burn money.

When the Ignates' underground tavern noticed something unusual, the "trajectory of fate" began to fluctuate, and as Zhu Peng got closer to the target, the more violent the reaction became.

The moment Zhu Peng stepped into the cemetery, he already understood the "destiny task" he had undertaken this time, and it was obvious that the master behind this cemetery and this cult had already stepped on the juncture of turning into a dragon.

Cheng, then the trapped dragon ascends to the sky, and the clouds and rain are spread.

If you lose, you will be crushed and you will never recover.

And the "trajectory of fate" is to ask Zhu Peng to crash into it at this moment, so that the target "turning into a dragon" fails, shattered his bones, and will never recover, and at the same time, it will also take away part of the opponent's luck and benefit the host itself.

To explain in the words of a cultivator in the earth era, Zhu Peng is the "human robbery" of the master's mastermind behind this cult, which is the most dangerous and terrifying, and the murderous ones are everywhere...... For both sides, this is true.

On the altar of the cathedral, several senior Death Eaters spoke in turn about their various experiences in cultivating the Soul Gathering Thaumaturgy Meditation Method, for all believers to understand and comprehend.

Of course, because of the short time, these veterans will not go into much depth, and if any believer wants to listen to the full version of the tutorial afterwards, it will be the content of their private communication.

When the veteran Death Eaters were over, an old woman with gray hair came up from the altar dressed well.

The white-skinned old woman appeared in the form of a real story, telling that she had saved her grandson, who had been seriously injured and nearly died, through necromancy. From her initial fear to her decision to try, especially in the details of the deception and murder, it is clear that the old woman herself is very impressed.

However, when the witchcraft was completed, her grandson, who was already certain to die, was miraculously resurrected with an additional replenishment of life force.

At this time, a short black robe suddenly ran up and hugged the silver-haired old woman, and then he turned and lifted his hood, revealing a healthy and rosy fat round cheeks, golden hair full of life in the lamplight, a healthy and energetic young man with sea-blue eyes.

"Dark witchcraft, necromancy is the best and most powerful power, I love it, and I want to be a great dark wizard when I grow up. Although the cult guards soon ran up and picked up the little boy, the boy's appearance and declaration still made the believers in the audience excited.

"It is because of my success with my grandson that I have strengthened my faith that I must work harder to study the great and profound necromancy so that one day I can resurrect my son and daughter-in-law. The sonorous words and declarations of the white old woman shook the heart of the truth.

"Brother, is this true? Fake, is it a deception? Necromancy can really be used to cure diseases and save people, and even reverse life and death?"

"Hmm...... What she said should be true, and the necromancer has always disdained to deceive with false lies. When he said this, Zhu Peng noticed that Zhenzhennai's face was a little pale, and hurriedly added:

"But lying to people with the truth is the worst thing. Even a fifth-order transcendent wizard who specializes in necromancy wants to resurrect the dead, it must be in a state where the soul has not yet been thrown into the River Styx, and it is best that the person has just died. As for going deep into the River Styx to find a soul, can anyone find a specific drop of water in the sea?

I'm afraid that even His Majesty the Wizard Emperor Kasa can't do that kind of thing. As for rescuing the little boy, in the case of not being able to hire a high-level healer, it is indeed the most economical way to convert the life force through necromancy, because he is young and has a strong self-healing ability, and he does not need much life force, but even so, this old lady has killed at least twenty people before pulling her grandson back from the death line, and what is the value of the lives and future of these twenty people? As for using necromancy to cure diseases and save people, it is even more ridiculous, long been eroded by negative energy particles, living in darkness, twisted, The rotting corpses and the people in the conspiracy, it doesn't mean that there must be no good people among them, there are still chaotic and good camps in the abyss demons, but the proportion can be imagined. Zhu Peng whispered to Zhennai under the stage, and the silver-haired old woman on the altar said loudly:

"Look at the and yellow people huddled in the alleys on street corners, they are like rats that breed like crazy and can't feed themselves, and they destroy the natural ecology and the environment around you...... In that case, why not use their meaningless lives to do something meaningful?"

In fact, among the surrounding believers, although the white race is the main body, accounting for 90% of all believers, there are actually some black and yellow people, but the sectarian consciousness is obviously higher than the racial consciousness here, and these believers of the necromantic sect have gradually stripped themselves of their position as "people" in the process of studying necromancy. What's more, cultivating necromancy to a profound realm, the classic representative form is the lich, and there is not even the most basic flesh and blood skin, let alone the skin color.

After several brainwashing performances in succession, the long-awaited drama finally appeared.

The Great One, dressed in a blood-bathed robe and holding a stone staff, walked up to the altar for the most important step of the Black Mass: the production of the sacrament!

As the Death Eaters brought a wooden tray of babies to the stage, the Great One in the ornate human skin robes opened the top mechanism of the altar, and then he would put the babies on the wooden plate into the mechanism and mix a variety of medicines to make the Necromantic Sacrament, Marina watched in horror at all this, and she could even hear the sound of the Death Eaters muttering and swallowing saliva around her.

Necromantic cults have always believed that babies have the most abundant and pure life and death power in human life, and have made many uses of potions, rituals, and even spells, but this time, they or they will not be able to enjoy the delicious "sacrament".

Whoa, whoa...... Click! Click!!

Just as the Great One gestured to the baby in the air, a strange clamor and clatter gradually resounded through the church, which had been silent due to the ceremony.

This kind of sound of flowing water is only faint at the beginning, but it gradually reverberates magnificently, savoring it, bringing people a vast and boundless artistic conception taste!

This sound of steel interlacing was only crisp and coherent at the beginning, but at the last moment, it was like spring thunder, rumbling through the sky as strong as a thunder snake splitting the sky!

"What's that sound?"

Many of the Death Eaters present had basic evil energy in their bodies, and their hearing and senses were sharper than ordinary people's, and as their attention was concentrated, the eyes of the entire cathedral gradually focused on a man who stood up slowly, and the sound of running water and thunder came from his body, as if a body was a flawless world.

"Do you still want to eat your MB's sacrament?

The blood in the body rushed, and the sound burst out of the body like flowing water!

The staggered splicing of bones is as powerful as spring thunder, containing infinite rhyme!

The next moment, Zhu Peng's right hand clenched the dagger contained a huge force and threw it out, stabbing directly at the eyebrows of the great man on the altar, and at the same time, the dark red light of Zhu Peng's whole body exploded with the spread of force, and the qi wave directly overturned the surrounding Death Eaters, and the truth Nai, who had been prepared for a long time, used this strength to roll smoothly and hide in the corner of the side, hiding.

Martial arts, fists, qi and blood, demonic abilities, muscle control, and the explosion of fighting spirit.

In an instant, Zhu Peng exerted the strongest power of his explosive ability to the limit, he stepped on it violently, and the whole person rushed towards the great man of the Necromantic Cult like a dark red hurricane, under the double blessing of his own body and the "acceleration" effect of the Dou Qi Mystery, Zhu Peng's body was only half a step slower than the dagger he threw, and even if it weren't for the speed reduction of the Death Eaters between the two, Zhu Peng's people would have hit the opponent's near side like an arrow.

The spellcaster who can establish such a tight and huge cult organization is certainly not weak, the dagger thrown by Zhu Peng was blocked and resisted by a layer of pale black energy force field in front of that great man, and endless resentful souls roared and hovered in the energy force field, not only being injured and killed by it when he was alive, but also being bound and enslaved by it after death.

Zhu Peng in the charge was like a tank, and the Death Eaters who stopped between him and the casters on the altar were knocked and bounced away like cannonballs, if it weren't for the fear of preparing too many spell casting materials for the necromancer, most of these Death Eaters Zhu Peng could be killed directly, and his body was like electricity and followed the dagger to rush to the altar, and the defensive force field energy on the caster's body was attracted and gathered by the dagger pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows, and Zhu Peng's blood shadow poisonous claw wrapped in the blood killing trick was slashed up from his lower abdomen, vigorous and powerful, and the explosion was endless.

The Blood Killing Technique, the Blue Devil Hand, and the Blood Shadow Poison Claw were superimposed layer upon layer, and finally exploded to the limit of Zhu Peng's instantaneous attack power.

Burst...... It was completely unexpected, and there was no need to use thousands of prepared moves.

The defensive force field that was attracted by the throwing dagger and shifted a large amount of it was actually pierced by Zhu Peng's claw, allowing him to directly tear the lower abdomen of the great man on the altar with one claw. Although he was stunned, he was almost instinctive, and in just a moment, Zhu Peng almost destroyed the internal organs of the great man, and cut off his vitality. However, it was in this face-to-face state that Zhu Peng watched the face of the old man in front of him melt, and the previous image of the old man and wise collapsed, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.

"Assassins, there are ...... Assassins"

The cult guards roared all around, and the Death Eaters in the cathedral were assassinated like this, some screaming and running outside, while others were devout and trying to rush to the altar to save the people.

(Fake, at most the level of a formal wizard...... Where is it really?)

Directly put the imposter great man into the mechanism of the altar, Zhu Peng turned around and summoned the abyssal jackal, the dark god, and the mutated green clay, the obscene three musketeers, to kill the Death Eaters at will to create chaos and create chaos, as a Huaxia Dan master who cultivated his own fighting spirit to the first order, Zhu Peng has an instantaneous explosive power that is not weaker than that of the Sword Saint professional, and in the state of intentional and unintentional assassination, a formal wizard of the same level was killed by him in an instant.

This can be said to be a very brilliant record, but Zhu Peng himself doesn't care much, the original realm is much higher than the other party, and when the strength is comparable, of course the surprise assassination can be done.

What Zhu Peng cares about now is where the hidden behind-the-scenes person really is, it is impossible for an official wizard to trigger such a clear reflection of the trajectory of fate, and as time goes by, if the other party succeeds in "turning into a dragon", Zhu Peng's "human robbery" will be embarrassing.

In other people's realms, it is difficult to say whether there is a chance to escape alive.