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75. The Lord of the Aftermath Cult

The shouting of death was very far away, as if it was just blown by the wind. But soon, the echoing roar came from the stone steps.

This time it's in a dungeon.

The shouts approached quickly, accompanied by a crowd of screams and roars.

The two soldiers in the dungeon looked at each other, entered the stone passage, and then disappeared into the roar.

Ten seconds later, a group of strange-looking people rushed down the stone steps. They looked feverishly at Mu Su, who was wearing a white robe covered with black handprints and a golden horn made of light.

While Mu Su was still standing in front of the iron fence watching the excitement, the group of evil spirits rushed towards him, kneeling down in confusion and shouting, "My Lord."

Looking at each one, these guys only wear aprons and run around even in late autumn, and their hands are all simple weapons such as sticks, daggers and spears. They are both male and female, and each has a flame totem tattooed on his body.

They are all like mutants, some have baby arms sewn into their stomachs, some have holes drilled in their foreheads to insert eyeballs, some have set themselves on fire and are roaring with excitement, some have plants on their heads, and some have metal plugs all over their bodies.

Stick fake Payne's.

The Yuhuo Cult... seems to regard me as their god?

Mu Su squeezed his face into the gap between the iron bars and said to the believer dressed as a leader: "We have a matter to discuss. Can you let me out and yell?"

"You are not our god!"

But the leader who was pious before raised his head, his face covered with fiery red marks showing the ferocious look of being deceived.

Mu Su deliberately said with a straight face: "Don't make trouble, have you ever seen such a handsome human being?"

"My lord cannot possibly speak so politely!"

The leader stood up and roared, pointing the spear in his hand at Mu Su. The followers behind him were led by him, all showing ferocious looks.

What the hell is Mu Suxin saying? He just got out of the lunatic asylum and ended up in the mental retardation den again?

He who has been released from a mental hospital still has a sense of superiority and thinks he is the same as normal people.

Mu Su rolled up his sleeves, and the golden horn on his head turned into a gourd according to his emotions. He pointed at the group of believers and yelled: "You are the lowest, most ugly, useless trash, please release me from this damn dungeon, or else

Throw all you slug-like things to Cthulhu and hand them out candy one by one!"

The leader who had previously wanted to kill the god looked horrified, dropped his spear and knelt down, banging his head and kowtowing.

"I'm sorry, my lord, please forgive us for our ignorance..."

In the clear and muffled voice, the leader demonstrated his strength, and blood spattered around him.

"Well……"

Mu Su wanted to say something, but the leader raised his head. His forehead was as white as a bone, and he showed a charming smile, and he hit the ground hard!

Click——

He remained kneeling motionless, his brain mixed with blood flowing towards the pit.

"He is back in the arms of our Lord!"

There was a scream from the crowd, and everyone was full of envy and seemed proud of it.

Mu Su probably knew that these guys were complete lunatics, completely different from the nobles among lunatics like himself.

Mu Su asked them to break the chains and come out of the cell. Each of these Yuhuo Cult members looked at Mu Su with wild eyes, roughly believing that they would die immediately if Mu Su asked them to die.

puff--

There was a muffled sound, and a group of people looked sideways. The believer who set himself on fire had fallen to the ground and was lifeless, and the fire was still coming out.

"He has returned to the arms of our Lord!"

There was another scream, and the group of believers seemed impatient.

Fearing that they would start seeking death, Mu Su prepared to lead this group of cheap believers away. But before that, he had revenge to take.

Arriving in front of a cage with a cold face, Mu Su tilted his head and asked the believer next to him: "Whoever has more fingers, chop off a dozen of them."

Two people stepped forward, one was sewing the baby's arms into his belly, and the other was inserting two hands that did not belong to him under his armpits. They asked their companions to chop off their fingers, and then held their fingerless palms in front of Mu Su, regardless of the fact that they were still bleeding.

, presented with excitement and trembling.

The black men in the cell stared blankly.

Mu Su smiled evilly and waved his hand: "Come here, feed the young master your fingers."



Outside the dungeon.

Lindsay Wetland Guards and teams are rushing here one after another.

The hunter team was also among them. As soon as Frey and others arrived at the entrance of the dungeon, they saw Hansen standing aside with his hands behind his back.

"What happened?" Frey walked over and asked him.

Hansen didn't look back, staring at the deep dungeon entrance and said: "Someone is coming to save Mu Su."

Catherine walked to her side, her eyes fell on the corpse on the ground, and her pupils shrank: "A person from the Yuhuo Cult?"

The other team members noticed these strange corpses and couldn't help but wonder: "But why did they come to rescue Mu Su?"

Frey explained: "It's normal. Those monsters who worship gods when they see them meet a living god. How could they let go of the opportunity?"

Wow——

At this moment, there was a movement of raising guns, and several people looked towards the entrance with their hearts tightened.

Amidst the chaotic footsteps, a group of figures appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Six believers of similar heights with flame tattoos were carrying the entire wooden board. On the wooden board, Mu Su was lying on his back, with golden hair dangling above his head.

"This is really..." Frey suddenly became discouraged.

He really couldn't hold the weapon.

"Your Excellency Mu Su."

Hansen spoke in a deep voice. I don't know how he managed to keep a straight face. "Are you sure you want to continue breaking the rules of Lindsay Wetland?"

"I don't know." Mu Su looked confused. "I don't know what to do. These mentally retarded people want to save me, so I'll just go with them."

This answer undoubtedly made the guards and all the teams look at each other.

Hansen seemed to want to persuade him: "They are a group of inhuman aliens. This will do you no good."

Mu Su said in a deep voice: "If you lose your humanity, you will lose a lot; if you lose your animal nature, you will lose everything."

Some people who heard the meaning of this sentence were slightly moved, never expecting that Mu Su would say such a sentence.

Mu Su looked around, showing his frustration. Why didn't anyone jump out and yell, "Stop being ridiculous!"

"Now that you've made up your mind."

Hansen looked calm and took a deep breath: "Fire."

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Tongues of fire spurted out, and a series of gunshots rang out!

"Here comes someone to escort you!"

Mu Su shouted, holding his head and falling off the board.

Catherine was anxious and wanted to save Musu. Frey also hesitated to speak.

"It won't hurt him." Hansen seemed to know what they were thinking.

"Your Excellency Mu Su is my distinguished guest."

After hearing this, the two looked at each other and put down their plan to save people.

No one knows what Hansen is thinking.

It seemed that it was arranged in advance. Dozens of rifles opened fire and only killed a few people. Mu Su was always safe and sound. In the end, they tore a crack in the siege, and Mu Su and the remaining Yuhuo Sect believers successfully escaped.

Mu Su got on the boat and left the Lindsay Wetland in embarrassment with golden boots on his head.

Fifteen kilometers away from Lindsay Wetland.

Mu Su was led to a cave.

There were torches lighting up the cave not far away. On both sides of the cave, the high priest led many believers to kneel down.

At a rough glance, there were seven to eight hundred people.

Speaking of which, this place can be regarded as a gathering point... Musu thought to himself. Wouldn't it be enough to get a few more people to meet the main task?

Mu Su subconsciously imagined that Joyce and the others would be so frightened that they would scream "Ohhhh" if they knew they had completed the main task independently.


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