Western Suburbs Wharf.

Wu Xiaode crouched in a dark corner, looking towards a large moored ship.

I saw that the big ship was brightly lit and heavily guarded, and there was a faint evil aura that rushed to the sky.

"The most recent ritual should begin at twelve o'clock at midnight." Fei Fei Dao.

"How did the ceremony take place?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"The ship sails out on the high seas, sacrifices all souls, and sometimes calls to the gods of the church to give treasures." Fei Fei Dao.

She glanced at the big ship and sighed, "We're late, and no one can board the ship now." ”

"Not necessarily." Wu Xiaode said.

He took a step forward.

The night, the dark clouds, and countless bright posts and secret posts are all gone.

Time has changed.

It was early in the morning.

In the morning mist, the big ship slowly docked on the shore.

Several lean and strong men got off the boat, yawned and said:

"Let's go, the boat is in place, let's go have a meal, we have work to do in the evening."

"It's still early, so it's better to bet on two."

"Eat first."

"Yes, I'll play for a while after eating."

A few people walked away with their shoulders hooked.

Wu Xiaode easily avoided the sight of a sentry and got on the boat directly.

"Around the afternoon, a batch of fully conscious memory cards will be delivered to the ship, and by that time, the security will start to tighten." Fei Fei Dao.

"What time is the afternoon?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"About four o'clock." Fei Fei Dao.

Wu Xiaode fell into a deep groan.

If you go directly to four o'clock, you will inevitably have a fight, and you may be startled.

Although it can save people, it can't see the mastermind behind the scenes.

"What time does the ceremony take place?" He asked again.

"It's usually nine o'clock in the evening, on the high seas." Fei Fei said.

"It's also boring for us to stay here, go straight to nine o'clock." Wu Xiaode walked into nothingness along the quicksand.

Nine.

High seas.

It's still the big ship.

The ceremony has begun!

The whole ship was lit with candles.

A crowd of robes gathered on the deck, chanting in unison the name of "Lord of the Night".

These are quite like the Cult of the Evil Gods, but unlike the ancient Cult Rituals-

Thousands of black memory cards were placed around the ceremony.

Every memory card is a soul.

And on the altar of the entire ceremony, a large electronic display screen was erected.

This is somewhat out of the stereotype of a cult church.

With the continuous chanting of everyone, the bishop in a black robe finally appeared.

"Believers!"

As soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent.

"The three worlds of heaven, earth, and man are all covered by filthy 'red dust' particles, which make it impossible for us to understand the truth of the world."

"God has mercy on the world."

"So we had the method of sacrifice."

"Sacrifice 9,000 souls, and the true god will temporarily remove the 'red dust' and let us see it for what it really is."

The bishop raised his hands and shouted:

"—As we draw near to God, God will give us eternal strength!"

All believers boiled.

One by one, the crowd chanted the name of "Lord of the Night".

Amid the prayers of the mountain and the tsunami, the bishop began to recite an obscure sacrificial incantation.

The machines that placed the all-conscious memory cards were pushed up, powered on, and started.

The large display in the center of the altar lit up.

Countless crowds appear on the screen.

These are the souls in the memory card of full consciousness.

They could only stand on the screen now, watching in despair at the scene of their sacrifice.

Take advantage of this time-

In the corner, a man dressed in the robes of a lowly believer held out his hand.

"Souls ......"

"You should transit with me, and then go to the underworld."

The voice fell.

The Book of the Dead suddenly unfolded in the void around him.

- "Super Shadow Follower" activated!

On the huge screen, all the souls suddenly noticed.

There is nothing to hesitate about.

The worst is just around the corner!

If there's another way to go, whatever it is, it's worth a try!

Void.

One by one, the cards turned into afterimages and flew into the Book of the Dead.

In the blink of an eye.

All the souls on the screen are gone!

At this time, the bishop had just finished reciting the last incantation.

He also discovered the situation at the scene.

"What's going on?"

The bishop asked urgently.

"I don't know," several disciples in the audience said with sweaty faces and fear, "the souls in the full-consciousness memory card are gone!" ”

The bishop was stunned, then relaxed again, and said with a smile:

"You guys, you don't even know this?"

"If it's not a god, who can take all the souls like this?"

One of the cultists hesitated, "Last time, it was all thrown into the flames and corroded with sulfuric acid to complete all the sacrifices, how did you do this time-"

The bishop interrupted him impatiently, "The gods have their own way of doing things, otherwise you tell me, who else can take nine thousand souls at once?" ”

When everyone thought about it, it seemed to be the same reason.

The scene gradually settled down.

After a few breaths.

Wu Xiaode suddenly felt something, and looked up at the sky.

In the Celestial Dome.

The fog of the night seems to penetrate the world, revealing an unreal space.

Directly above the ship, a huge figure moved slowly.

The bishop also raised his head, opened his arms and shouted:

"Enjoy! Lord of the Night! ”

"If our deeds please you, please give us a little bit of honor and encouragement that belongs to you."

"We will serve you forever!"

His voice was full of solemnity and piety, and it spread far and wide on the sea.

Suddenly.

A sneering sound rang out that was extremely damaging to the atmosphere.

"Lord of the Night? What kind of thing is it to come out and eat souls with such a big name? ”

The knife flashed.

Chilling blades pierced the entire deck, slashing the cultists into pieces.

Screams came one after another.

"Look, there are many souls here, and they have been enshrined in you."

The long knife is sheathed.

Wu Xiaode took a step forward in the blood and water, and walked forward step by step in the corpse until he stood in front of the bishop.

- He specifically left this bishop without killing.

"Who are you? Do you think that by killing us, the gods will be indifferent? ”

The bishop said coldly.

Wu Xiaode slapped him to the ground, pulled him by the collar and lifted it again, and slapped him down again.

The bishop rolled to the ground, and the whole person was directly blinded.

Wu Xiaode said softly:

"Even the devil knows to fear the unknown, but you have used the lives of thousands of people to please a soul-eating thing."

"Killing you will cheapen you."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the behemoth in the sky.

"Hey—"

He said loudly:

"I've taken the souls from before, and now only the souls of these guys remain."

"So here's the problem—"

"Will you eat them?"

As he spoke, spirits emerged from the corpses of the cultists.

They quickly figured out their situation and knelt down in prayer gestures.

God.

and its adherents.

What kind of cause and effect is there in the end?

Wu Xiaode lifted the bishop up again and held it high.

"To eat or not to eat? If you eat me, I'll kill him, and if you don't—"

"I'll take these souls!"

He said loudly.

Before the words fell, in the sky, the behemoth figure swooped down.

It opened its large mouth full of sharp teeth.

Looks like it wants to eat—

- although these are believers who provide souls for it.

The last ray of the bishop's gaze disappeared, and he said in fear:

"No, it shouldn't be like this."

"My God—"

Swish!

Slashed with a knife.

The bishop's head rose to the sky, and his soul came out.

Facing the angry gaze of the soul—

Wu Xiaode smiled and put away his knife and said:

"Your god wants to eat you, you will not refuse, after all, you are so pious, even the souls of others are willing to give."

The bishop's soul was stunned, and he suddenly reacted.

It glanced up at the "god" that was getting closer and closer, and hurriedly pulled out its legs and ran out of the big ship.

"Hey, are you going to jump into the sea? Don't forget the lifebuoy! ”

Wu Xiaode reminded.

The bishop's soul froze, and immediately went to grab the lifebuoy tied to the railing.

"Stupid."

Wu Xiaode spit out two words, and his gaze became deep:

"No wonder people say that ignorance is an easy way to be controlled by evil gods."

The bishop's hand passed through the lifebuoy.

He suddenly remembered that he was now a soul!

This delay is too late.

Even the souls of the other cultists could see that this time it was a catastrophe.

They were in a mess, crying, screaming, and even trying to escape—

But it was too late.

Deep in the sky, that huge mouth opened and sucked hard.

All souls rose into the sky, whirring and sinking into its great mouth.

When the jaw closes.

All sound disappeared.

Wu Xiaode quietly watched the monster eat, and asked:

"Is it delicious?"

In the depths of the sky, a thought flew down, swirling around him, making a voice similar to that of a human:

"You're going to ...... Replace them ......"

"Find me ...... More...... Soul ......"

Wu Xiaode shrugged his shoulders and said, "What if I don't want to?" ”

The surrounding sound waves swirled and became more and more sharp:

"I am the 'god' of the upper realm, and if you reject my oracle, you will get into great trouble."

God?

Oracle?

Wu Xiaode laughed, rubbed his hands and said:

"Frankly speaking, there will always be some troubles in life, and powerful people can get out of it quickly, but ordinary people can't."

"The reason why we people are mixed up is because we have no one to rely on, and we can only make our own decisions."

"Whenever this happens, my choice is ......"

"Worthy of the word 'mutual assault.'"

"Here's @ Fei Fei-"

"Fei Fei look at my side, you have to take it seriously."

"Other sisters from the Book of the Dead, how are you? Next, please watch a real fight! ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed it into the depths of the heavenly dome.

An invisible wave rose from his hand and directly enveloped the huge figure in the depths of the heavenly vault.

A few lines of small ice crystal print:

"You activated your Saint-level Death Technique:"

"Love, dreams, world peace."

"The battle is about to begin!"

Suddenly.

A long streak of blood quietly appeared in the depths of the sky.

It just floated above the head of the "god".