Chapter 91: The Secret Identity of the Fat Cat (1 Update)
When it comes to revenge, Mark thinks he's a villain - villain revenge, from morning till night.
With his strength, he crashed headlong into the stronghold of the Reincarnation God Cult, which is called delivering food.
He also needs 100 million points of intelligence.
A day and a half later, at the mysterious grocery store in San Casao City, an 18-pound gray-black tanuki fat cat was lazily lying on the windowsill basking in the sun, when a guest came.
The fat cat's tail stood up as if it were an enemy antenna, and it was wonderful to sense that the visitor was not a guest, and it didn't get up for the first time, who knew that just by glancing, the whole fat cat would explode.
"Meowβ"
A terrible cat meow!
If it is still the 9-pound one back then, it will most likely jump three meters high, and it can directly run to the eaves or beams.
There are always some cats in the world who don't have a B number for their weight.
I only saw the round limbs of the raccoon pig clearly stretched out completely, and with the momentum of jumping into the stream, he jumped 30 ...... centimeters, and then, comically comically, the belly fell to the ground first and fell back onto the windowsill.
It was still trying to struggle, but who knew that the flesh of its neck, which felt so good, was firmly pinched by a hand.
To master the back of the cat's neck is to master its fate!
Tanuki Pig suddenly gave up struggling.
"Ahh What a coincidence! It's you! Kate's huddled features were full of hypocrisy.
"What's wrong? Mr. Manager, is it difficult to ...... Did you do something sorry for me? Mark doesn't know why the fat cat is like this, which does not prevent Ma Yingdi from taking advantage of the trend. His eyes squinted with ill intentions.
"Nope! I'm not, I didn't ......" subconsciously retorted a few words, and the big fat cat was deflated: "I...... I just bet on the orderly camp to win in the Blood Moon Ritual and make a small profit. β
"So, how many billions are there?" Mark spoke the most murderous words in the gentlest tone.
It's hard to imagine that a fat cat's four paws can sweat like dripping water.
"No, don't ask, okay?" The fat cat looked like a pain: "At most, in the future, you will get the news of the transcendent below sequence 4 from me for free." But you have to swear with your soul that you won't turn your head and let it out. β
As soon as Mark heard it, he knew that this dead fat cat had definitely made a lot of money.
He added: "You have to keep the news about me a secret." β
"Good!" The fat cat's body finally softened and no longer subconsciously hunched its back.
Mark puts down the fat cat. It immediately squirmed into a squirm with Mark and turned to a so-called parlor full of miscellaneous items. There is only a set of tables and chairs inside, which is slightly decent.
Cats love to be clean?
Bah! It also depends on which cat it is.
Kate is definitely a sloppy ghost.
Closing the door, Mark sat down and spoke first: "Except for the blood moon baptism, do you know what has happened recently?" β
"The Edwards family of the Cult of Reincarnation attempted to attack the carabiner Cthulhu of the Blood Moon with a dream of doom, but fate reversed it, killing a bishop who was about to succeed the cardinal, as well as a group of high priests." The fat cat was a little weak: "Little Margaret didn't tell me who you are." β
Mark said in a determined tone: "But you guessed it! β
The fat cat admitted: "I really didn't reveal it. β
"Well, I believe you." Mark changed the subject: "So who released the news that it was the Edwards family?" β
The fat cat explained, and Mark finally understood.
A big family in the Reincarnation God Sect is in trouble, and of course this pot is carried by that family itself.
Compared to the Cult of Samsara God, the degree of class solidification within the Church of Light and Night is very slight.
On the side of the Bright Church taking the clerical route, there must be factors such as family solidification, master-apprentice inheritance, etc., which bring together one interest group after another.
However, the Church of Light and Night, as a church of the good camp that is incompatible with the evil sect, has been at war with [anomalies], scattered demons, and the Seven Deadly Sins and the Four Apocalypse Sects all year round.
In the past dynasties, there has been no shortage of [Whip of the Night] who have died in battle, extreme points, and even tragic situations such as being caught by the enemy and forcibly falling.
There are many positions where only the odds who are not lacking in strength, talent, and luck can sit down.
If it weren't for the fact that excellent people could be introduced into the kingdom of God by the goddess to become angels after death, this life is really not done by people.
Comparatively speaking, the environment of the supposedly neutral Samsara sect is much more peaceful. Over the millennium, a situation led by the Seven Great Families has gradually formed. There is almost a turnip and a pit in the church, and even the doorman is a change of person and not a surname.
The Church of Light and Night is a model of changing some positions without changing medicines, and some bigwigs of the Reincarnation Church can live for hundreds of years with the support of divine power, which can be called a model of not changing potions.
The Samsara Cult has been collecting powerful evil spirits, demons, and anomalies for many years, and hoarding them in a secret place for emergencies. And ordinary people who believe in reincarnation religion are pure slaves and cannon fodder, and those who serve the high-level of reincarnation religion do not want to be promoted even if they have dozens of generations.
This time something happened, the other families of the reincarnation sect immediately released the news through secret channels, which was the proposal of the [Edwards] family.
Those who participated in the Blood Moon Baptism that day were also two descendants of the Edwards family, who killed the A-level targets provided by the family and obtained the qualification to enter the baptism.
Hearing this, Mark was puzzled: "Wait! Since no one has won all these years, what are the two candidates of the Reincarnation God Cult going to the Blood Moon Ritual to get? β
"You're asking the right cat." The fat cat looked proud: "Although [Blood Moon Baptism] is mysterious, it is also forbidden to pass on the second stage of information. But there is no shortage of smart men and geniuses in the major churches. The Cult of Reincarnation has probably mastered some kind of secret technique that allows candidates to run away in advance. Every time they run out, they can collect some powerful evil spirits. β
As soon as the fat cat said this, Mark immediately thought of the evil spirits before the opera performance.
He understood: other families are going to pat the gods on the back, they are going to rob evil spirits.
The goals are fundamentally different.
It's a pity that a certain newspaper reader destroyed all the careful thinking of the reincarnated man and woman. When there was no hope of escape, they simply launched a curse to kill him, the culprit.
Typical loss red-eyed!
Seriously, a change of opponent might have led the Edwards family to their way.
The age of the world often determines the upper limit of strength. Ordinary geniuses really can't bear this kind of continuous doom dream with an extremely strong effect on the single order.
It's a pity that they kicked the iron plate, Mark has the dice of fate.
At first, the soul strength was not enough, so he was hit.
The soul power has come up, and that's the nightmare of the Edwards family.
The infighting of the Reincarnation God Cult is really ruthless, and as soon as something happened, he immediately sold his opponent.
Mark only gave two words to comment: Hehe!
He casually turned around and asked, "Tell me about the Spark Sect." β
"You're asking the right cat." The fat cat's paw slapped the table: "Because the bastards of the reincarnation religion claim to be orderly and neutral, but they do the things of the orderly and evil camp every day, they deceive mortal believers and do not say anything, and they also hunt and persecute extraordinary creatures in the neutral or good camp without restraint, so all the beings who have been oppressed by the reincarnation religion gather together and form the Spark Sect, which means that the spark of the spark can set the prairie on fire and break the old order of the reincarnation religion." β
Mark pointed, "You understand." β
"Nonsense! When I was young, those bastards actually tied me up, first trying to rattle my eggs, and when I retracted the eggs into my stomach, they took me for a female cat and pulled an idiot male cat to breed with me. Luckily, I only broke free from that damn collar after three days and ran away, otherwise I wouldn't have lived. Hum! Is it bad to suck? I don't understand how they can bear to do it when I'm such a cute cat. β
The big fat cat swore and jumped off the table, pawed away his litter box, turned over the floor tiles below, and finally pulled out a badge the size of a coin and placed it on the table.
The emblem is a silver five-pointed star with a flame mark in the middle.
"This is the emblem of the Spark Sect?"
"Of course! As long as you have it, you can see the emblems left by other cultists, find companions, and organize attacks on Samsara cults. β
Mark half-squinted: "I wonder if the Reincarnation Sect is a large sect, such a loose Spark Sect, why haven't those disciples died yet." β
The fat cat smiled, and the fat cheeks kept trembling: "Because the emblem is soul-bound." Whoever has killed a Samsara believer within five years is considered to have joined the religion, and the emblem is a bronze star. Whoever has killed a reincarnation priest or a high-ranking aphar knight is Silverstar. The one who killed the bishop was Venus. Legend has it that whoever kills one of the seven cardinals of our time, or kills enough bishops, is the Platinum Star. And those with low stars unconditionally obey those with high stars, and they will never give up. β
Mark was interested: "Oh, then, Mr. Silverstar, as long as I take this badge......"
The fat cat's eyes flashed with a cold light: "You are the [Starfire Man]." The backlash of the Reincarnation God Cult is carried by all of us 50,000 followers. β
"What if I don't want to use this emblem anymore?"
"Cutting off parts of the soul destroys this soul sign. Of course, all your memories of the Spark Cult will be completely erased. β