Magic Rock Island.

Spring evening.

The sea breeze blowing from the pier.

It seems to have the smell of a virus.

The plague, and more terrible than the plague, fear, anxiety, and despair, is spreading wildly on the island.

Near the wharf, it was originally a bustling commercial neighborhood.

Now it has been occupied by a group of cultists.

A cultist wearing a black cloak and a rat's head mask, claiming to be a follower of the "plague god" Squark.

Torches are held high and the procession is led.

Behind each cultist was a large group of men and women in ragged clothes with sickly faces.

They are all residents of the island, mostly miners or fishermen.

Ever since the outbreak of the plague, the locals have been in a panic.

Seeing the neighbors, the whole family died of illness.

Witnessing corpses on the streets, no one to clean them up.

The order of Magic Stone Island is on the verge of collapse.

At such times, the believers of the Beast Cult stood up.

The god they proclaimed to worship, the rat-headed Squark, was in charge of the plague.

It can spread the plague and kill the blasphemers and infidels, but it can also recover the plague and free people from the suffering of sickness.

Such rumors quickly spread throughout Magic Stone Island.

The public is skeptical.

The Cult of Beasts soon issued a new manifesto.

People who are eager to be healed can take to the streets this evening for a grand sacrifice to the plague god.

During the sacrifice, anyone who converts to the Beast Cult and offers their faith to the plague god Squark.

You can all get a chance to treat the plague for free!

Half-believing people, with the thought that there is nothing to lose anyway, took to the streets to join in the fun at the appointed time.

Huge parades.

In this way, it was easily instigated by the cultists.

Crowds came from all over the blocks.

Along the street, converge towards the central square of the port.

It is like countless streams, converging into the sea.

In the center of the square, a pyre has already been built.

On top of the pyre, a burner was erected at the stake.

A pair of bloodied men and women, with haggard faces, were tied to the stake.

Both were no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

The coat of arms on their uniforms indicates that they were both enrolled in the Warlock Academy.

A month ago.

The Warlock Academy sent a team, including them, to the island to investigate the truth about the plague outbreak and suppress the cultists by the way.

Unfortunately, their mission failed.

The Beast Cult's power on the island was far more powerful than they thought.

The two warlocks who led the team were defeated and captured.

The rest of the team was killed.

The reason why the two captives have been kept until now is to serve as a sacrifice tonight.

Cult leader, ascend to the pulpit.

Arms raised high, passionate chanting of a prayer in praise of the "plague god" Squark.

The rest of the cultists stood around the high platform.

Whenever the chieftain wishes a prayer is over.

They also raised their arms and chanted fervently:

"All glory be to my lord Squark!"

The people in the surrounding squares were unconsciously infected by the fanatical religious atmosphere at the scene.

They all instinctively raised their arms and joined in the praise of the plague god.

A trace of invisible faith and mind.

It is condensing and forming above the heads of the people.

Slowly drift high into the air and cross the square.

Penetrates houses and walls......

Gather towards a rat-headed statue hidden in an underground temple.

The idol of the gods, the symbol of the gods in the mortal world.

At the same time, it is also a carrier of the power of faith.

The beliefs gathered in the idol are absorbed by the corresponding gods as nutrients for their own strength.

The prayer service reached its climax.

The leader of the cult holds up a wooden statue of a rat-headed god.

Crying out: "My lord Squark! Please send down your grace, remove the sickness, and glorify your people! ”

There are two kinds of idols.

This one in the hands of the cult leader, used for public display, is just an ordinary wood carving.

The one hidden in the underground temple is the real holy weapon!

The difference between the two.

It's like a fake painting for public exhibition, and it's like a famous painting that can't be easily revealed.

Ordinary people can't tell these details.

As soon as he saw the idol, he immediately became commotionous.

Rushing towards the pulpit in a frenzy.

There are also people carrying stretchers, and they are also crowded forward.

At the same time, the cult leader spread his arms.

A halo of golden light erupted from him.

Instantly spread to the surrounding ten meters!

This is the "Grace of God"!

This is the "Guiding Divine Power"!

Those who are illuminated by the radiance of this golden divine power can share the divine grace as long as they praise the plague god Siquak from the bottom of their hearts.

The plague itself was wiped out in an instant!

Even the seriously ill patients who were lying on a stretcher and dying, after bathing in the divine light, miraculously recovered their health.

Got up from the stretcher and fell to his knees, full of gratitude.

Join the ranks of the plague gods in a frenzy.

In this way, he was transformed from an unbeliever to a believer in the plague god.

Having witnessed the miracle, the people no longer had any doubts.

The missionary ceremony of the Beast Worship Cult tonight is about to be completed!

The plague god Squark is not a kind and loving god.

His charism, of course, is not free.

To repay the miracle that befell the earth tonight.

Believers had to perform sacrifices to please their idols.

Two large barrels of lamp oil were sprinkled on the dry pyre.

The offerings on the stake have long been prepared.

In the end, he almost caught fire.

Cult leader, light the torch with his own hands.

"O my lord! Enjoy the sacrifices offered by your humble believers! ”

The voice fell, and he threw the torch with all his might.

The torch drew a parabola in the air and fell towards the pyre.

At this moment, a burst of energy suddenly shot out from the oblique stab!

Bang!

The "snap of the finger wave" hits the torch and knocks it away.

The torch fell on the square and was extinguished with two bounces.

The crowd in the square was in an uproar!

"Who is it?!"

The leader of the cult turned his head and looked angrily at where the strength came from.

His gaze fell on a tall cultist.

Just under his bewildered gaze.

The man took off his rat head mask and his cloak, revealing his true face.

is a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tiger's back.

Around the majestic boy, there were four people who pretended to be cultists.

At this time, they took off their masks and lifted their disguises.

They are all young boys and girls with extraordinary energy, all wearing the uniforms of the Warlock Academy.

"Damn! It's another dog sent by the Warlock Academy! ”

The cult leader gritted his teeth.

"Kill them!"

At the sound of an order, the cultists collectively transformed!

Half of them remain humanoid, with gray manes on their skin and heads resembling rat heads.

Sharp teeth, thief eyebrows, and flickering eyes.

And half of the cultists have become more thorough.

Completely abandon human identity.

Lying on the ground, his whole body twisted, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a fierce giant rat more than a meter long!

The giant rat, which is more ferocious than the hungry wolf, barks on a pair of large teeth, squeaks and screams and pounces on Alan and the others.

The nezumi hides behind the giant rat and fires crossbow arrows.

Two transformation forms, melee and long-range attack, with tacit understanding.

The blonde Miss Pamela, the early 2nd Tier "Storm Warlock", is the leader of this five-person investigation team, and gives orders in a deep voice.

"Watch out!"

"Don't let a cultist go!"

A thick fog formed around Pamela.

A slender figure, hidden in the depths of the fog.

The nezumi crossbowman who was aiming for Pamela was stunned.

Thick fog obscures.

To shoot this crossbow arrow or not to shoot it?

The three giant rats that pounced on Pamela were also obscured by the fog.

You can only rely on your keen sense of smell to sniff out the traces of your prey in the thick fog.

Swish!

In the depths of the dense fog, a silver electric light suddenly flashed.

A thin sword entwined with an electric snake plunged deep into the giant rat's throat.

"Squeak-"

The giant rat kicked its legs and screamed.

Pamela in the mist, calmly drew her sword and retreated.

Beautiful and domineering blue eyes, glittering with a cruel sheen.

"Storm Warlock", on the day of the awakening of the bloodline, automatically gains "Fog Vision", and his vision is not obstructed by smoke or fog.

Pamela has a huge visual advantage on the battlefield she created with her "Hidden Mist Technique".

It's almost equivalent to one-way stealth.

Pamela wears a Mithril chain armor that accentuates her figure.

Holds a magical rapier with an "electric shock" effect.

The giant rat was stabbed by her, and after a few convulsions, he died.

There are also two giant rats in the thick fog.

Hearing the screams of his companions, he followed the smell of blood.

Pamela didn't bother to play hide and seek with them, and went up with her sword.

Two-on-one.

The cultists who have become giant rats think that this wave has a great advantage!

Two giant rats, shaking their whiskers, winked at each other, and squeaked and screamed.

Through this special language communication, there is no fear of being heard by Pamela.

"Brothers, go up together!"

"Left and right!"

"Bite the blonde chick!"

Pamela sneered silently.

The sword stabbed at the giant rat that rushed to the right.

Before the blade could touch the giant rat, it suddenly buzzed and trembled, and then threw out a golden sword aura.

Bang!!

The sword qi slashed at the giant rat, and it erupted with a roar!

As if struck by lightning, the giant rat was shattered on the spot, and its flesh and blood were smeared on the ground.

Sonic is a first-order spell, and it is also a first-order martial art - Thunder Slash!

The other giant rat that flanked Pamela was stunned by the sudden explosion of thunder in his ears, and he was at a loss for a moment.

Pamela calmly raised her left hand, one meter apart, and grabbed the giant rat.

The slender white fingers surged with golden lightning.

With a crackle, five arcs of lightning detached from the fingertips, painting golden giant claws, grabbing the giant rat's head fiercely.

1 Ring Spell - Electric Claw!

The giant rat that was shocked by the high-voltage electric shock had no time to scream, so it convulsed and foamed at the mouth.

On the head of the corpse, there are still five deep electric shock scorch marks.

Boom!

Pamela sheathed her sword.

Turn around and walk to the other side of the battlefield and continue hunting the cultists.

Wherever her footprints extended, the mist that surrounded her, drifted in sync.

Within seven meters of the body, it is always filled with dense fog.

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