After a while, a group of people came out of the church and the adjacent mansion with large bags and small bags of goods.

It's not like a cult firefight, it's more like a pure black robbery.

"Father! Your Excellency! We're done! One of the cultists gestured to what he was carrying, and said cheerfully.

When you say that, it's even more like.

"Well done, then it's time for us to withdraw." Lucas smiled and waved in response.

Bishop Jumping Spider looked speechless, and couldn't help but repeat again: "How did the Spider God Cult become like this?" ”

The Cult of the Spider God fanatics left with a laugh and a smile.

The corpse of the old priest of the Hyakmu Sect and the communicator that had fallen under the bulletin stand were shattered and made a slight noise.

……

"Atea, give me an explanation."

On the Stacked Cloud Sky Island where the earth united, after knowing that a parish was completely destroyed, the people of the Hundred Eyes Sect immediately found Ateaya.

Atya was holding a large purple cat spider in her arms, her scarlet eyes glinting with a terrifying light.

Looking at this posture, it seems to be waiting for them.

"Confess, what can you explain? There are not as many people in a parish as there were in our Spider God Sect who died. In Wan Yi's impression, it was the first time for Atya to say so many words directly, and his tone was also very heavy.

Emotions are rising.

Brother Duomu judged on the side.

"I, as I said, after I took over, the hatred for each other was written off." Ricardo's face remained the same, and his tone was indifferent, but the accent was noticeably more.

Brother Duomu estimated that the boss didn't really care about this matter, but he might be dissatisfied with Atea's nonsense.

"A write-off? Why did you an outsider join this damn sect in the first place to get involved in this?! It's not about you in the first place! Do you think this kind of thing can be written off? "The spider-eyed headdress on Atea's head is glowing with bloodthirst.

Hearing this, Ricardo was silent for a moment and then spoke: "When I say a write-off, in essence, I don't want to deal with the people who have been struggling to survive, don't think that I really gave you face." ”

Brother Tamu felt that something was wrong.

"If you have a kind, let's try it?" Atya had not changed much, and there was a hint of sarcasm on her face.

"Weaving a dream, right, it seems that you have lost your mind because of emotions, but if you let it break out so easily, it is impossible for your sect to launch this counterattack."

Ricardo directly revealed the truth about the other party.

The already small expression on Atea's face completely returned to his usual calm after these words.

"From this point of view, you will be a good leader and a mature leader in the future." Ricardo commented as he followed the previous words.

"See you next time, I'll knock out all your disgusting eyes." Atea's form began to become illusory, and as the words fell completely, a scarlet gaze swept over everyone present.

The people of the Hundred Eyes Sect present all felt the illusion that they had a huge spider shadow hanging over their heads.

A pair of fangs hung in the air, as if they would fall at any moment.

This feeling was fleeting, and the Atya in front of her turned into a silk made of thin strands of spider silk, gently drifting away.

Seeing this, Mehta frowned: "Lord Ricardo......"

"I will mobilize a few nearby dioceses to provide you with manpower, you and Tamu, now the last two in that diocese, but the current situation, the sect cannot give full support, you need to be prepared in all aspects." Ricardo was the first to give Meta a response.

Meta hesitated for a moment, then bowed her head.

Some of the other people around me gloated in their hearts, but naturally they didn't show it on the surface.

A sub-parish was completely wiped out, even if it was because of the transfer of manpower, but it was impossible to say that there was no defense at all, and as a result, just when Meta answered a phone call, the person in charge of that side was killed.

The process of the other party's death was heard in the ears of the others present.

This is already a complete provocation for the cult, and the Baimu Sect will certainly retaliate.

It's a pity that what should be a happy day ends up with some people who can't keep laughing.

Under such circumstances, the members of the Hyakmu Sect got on several different flying planes and went back to their respective dioceses.

Everyone else relaxed and went back to their lives, except Meta and Tamu, who were ready to go back to "fight".

Meta sat on the craft without saying a word.

Brother Duomu handed him a drink: "Oh, I asked someone to bring it, this should be the bar in Dieyun City that you like." ”

Meta took it unexpectedly: "Why are you still ......?" ”

"I'm going to surprise you."

Because he knew that Lucas was going to do it, Brother Domu wiped his ass and prepared something in advance to make Meta a little happier.

He didn't care what the effect was, anyway, his coping was in place.

Wan Yi is such a hypocrite.

"Hehe, you don't want to taste this but it's a loss, hey, you have a heart, I didn't hurt you in vain." Meta smiled and pulled out two cheap disposable plastic cups from the aircraft.

Pouring the wine, Mehta drank it all, then immediately poured another glass.

I didn't say much, I just drank it.

Brother Duomu was also silent and drank a little bit by himself.

That's how it feels.

In the past, he said it directly, but now he will take care of the mood of the people a little.

"Tamu, don't you think I'm a little bit like a cultist?" After drinking a lot of wine, Mehta muffled.

"I'm not like that."

"! You look like it. ”

"Ah......h

"I'm actually very heartless, let me tell you, in fact, I still have a lot of memories of my past life. I wasn't very old at the time, and I didn't want to go to college after graduating from high school and do music with others, so my family fell out, and I wanted to be free and felt that no one understood me. ”

Hearing this, Brother Tamu relaxed and listened quietly.

"In the past, I was too ruthless, and young people often saw what they didn't have, and they couldn't imagine what they already had. I'm such an idiot, I was abducted as soon as my head was hot. In the end, time and energy are worn out and I don't have a good name, and I fall out with my fox friends and dog friends, and I can't pull my face to go home, and in the end it's nothing. ”

Meta looked up and exhaled.

"I was self-reliant outside, I thought about paralyzing myself halfway, I was dipped in that kind of drug, I felt good at first, but after I was too strong, I was empty. It still didn't feel good, and it took me a while to quit, and then I finally managed to barely support myself, and when I looked back, I realized that I was not small. It's been almost a decade since I left home. ”

Brother Duomu looked at Mehta, and his face was filled with a faint silence at this time.

"Although I know that I don't have the face to see my parents, I still bought a plane ticket, and I have an inexplicable feeling that I want to go back to meet them, maybe they can still let me do my filial piety?" Mehta smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Then I slept on the plane, woke up and came over here."

Such a sudden and short sentence, Mehta put an end to his past story.

It came to an abrupt end.

"Do you still want to see them?" Brother Tamu asked.

"Yes." "But I can't remember what they looked like. ”

His voice trembled a little.

"I don't remember either." Brother Tamu thought for a moment and said, "My mother is a bad woman who abandoned me and my schizophrenic father, and I have always hated her, and I don't believe in the so-called 'mother'. But after I almost beat someone to death in high school and was taken to the hospital myself, I kind of understood her. ”

"Are you mentally ill?"

"I used to have it, and now it should be better, at least the hospital diagnosis is like this, but I'm a person who has studied in college and talked about his girlfriend." Brother Tamu said proudly.

Meta stared at Brother Duomu for a while and said, "It seems to be true, although you have been lying all the time, it is rare for me to see that you seem to be really telling the truth." ”

"Hmm." Brother Duomu replied vaguely.

There was another silence between the two.

The wine is running out.

After pouring out the last drop, Mehta looked at the shallow glass of wine and continued, "I don't care much about this cult, but at least, the monster-looking old priest, the indulgence and some care he gave me, reminded me of them. ”

"I don't care what the eye of everything, what kind of god, I also know that the old thing is just so good to me because he found that I seem to be in good harmony with the eye of everything......"

Mehta drank the last bit of wine clean.

"Ha, I always thought that I had seen it very thoroughly, and I had obviously killed a lot of people numbly, but when I really heard that a person with a good relationship died like this, the feeling of people is really subtle."

"Do you want revenge?" Brother Tamu also brought the last bit of wine to his mouth.

"I don't want to." Mehta's answer was unexpected.

"I'd love to do things if I could do them, but I don't really want them now. Although I seem to be the oracle of our sect now? But after all, what is the grudge between the Hundred Eyes Sect and the Spider God Sect, I am also confused! ”

Mehta raised her voice unhappily.

"I just solved a troublesome errand, can you not always let troublesome things find me!"

Brother Duomu was slightly embarrassed.

Sorry for the trouble.

"I'll just say that, you can listen to it casually, anyway, you still have to do what you need to do in the future, Lord Ricardo is also very good to me, anyway, try to live up to it."

"Hmm." Brother Tamu nodded.

"Looks."

"Huh?"

"If you find a good place to relax, you can recommend it to me, at least don't have this kind of organization with a lot of, it's better for everyone to take it easy, and let me play some music once in a while."

“……”

"I'm sorry, I've drunk too much, this world that is fucking up worse than my previous life shouldn't be that good."

"Maybe?"

"Don't comfort me, hey, I'm going to get some sleep, call me when the place comes."

"Hmm......" Tamu watched as Mehta lay down as she lay down on the back of her chair to make a bed.

It was impossible for them to be really drunk, as Mehta himself said.

People who have a little relationship, even people who have a good relationship, are still difficult to completely ignore the feeling of inner fluctuations when they suddenly die.

Brother Duomu spoke slowly, and his voice was so soft that he seemed to be singing a lullaby:

"Good dreams."

(End of chapter)