"Crunch, crunch...
The footsteps of several people sounded on the gravel road, but they were light and erratic.
There was one person in the lead, Black Robe, with a hooded, weird head arched high, followed by three people in pale white coats, tall, short, fat and thin, with strange looks. The two in the middle looked like black White Impermanence, looking very evil.
If Holy Son appeared in the wilderness with heavy fog and dark shadows at first, like a corpse exorcist from the deep mountains and old forests... then now, these six people walking in the night are simply a group of evil ghosts walking in the world.
Even the wild wolves in the wilderness no longer howled. Bears, wolves, beasts and insects were all silent as if they were frightened. The surroundings were so quiet that one could hear the echoes from the sky.
Fortunately, this place is in the wilderness, and there is absolutely no chance of anyone passing by late at night... Otherwise, if someone really sees their team, even if they are merciful and don't attack them, that person will faint from fear on the spot and have nightmares for three days.
Since then, Tinghai has added another city Ghost Story.
This made Bai Zhou couldn't help but think of the reason why the red-robed great Mage in Evening City Story was able to go through thousands of dangers all the way west and climb countless magic mountains and demon ridges. In addition to his own invincible abilities, the fierce appearance of his disciples, either monkeys or pig spirits, also helped a lot to avoid Xiaoxiao's interference.
I just don't know what kind of horrifying reaction the farmers would have when they suddenly saw these monsters and monsters smiling in the cracks in the door when they were looking for people to beg for food in the wilderness.
The gravel path is overgrown with grass. In fact, there is no road here. It is bumpy and winding everywhere, and grass and trees grow. However, there are more people walking in some places, and it gradually becomes a road.
Bai Zhou found Holy Son leading the way, looking in the direction as if they were going to take them out of this wilderness and onto the road.
That's right, he thought that His Royal Highness, the Holy Son, who worshiped the Blood Cult, would not walk the entire journey. Even if the sedan was not carried by four titled Extraordinaries, it should be pulled by an Extraordinary puppet, and at the very least, there should be a magnificent private jet.
Otherwise, as Blood Worship Cult's Holy Son, how could it not have the "Master Painter" style of Art Club?
"Crunch...
A fat rat hurriedly passed by at their feet. Bai Zhou The group walked through gravel paths and overgrown weeds, and finally came to the side of the road.
However, it was different from what Bai Zhou expected. There were no private jets parked in advance, no glittering carriages made of bronze and silver, and not even a few off-road vehicles. Bai Zhou imagined a luxury fleet, every vehicle The picture of the strange scarlet logo branded on the road completely disappeared. What was in front of me was a dusty road. Even under the cover of night, the dust was flying. The wind would blow up the dust. A minibus was parked on the side of the road in an ordinary way. It didn't look much bigger than a minivan.
This minibus is not only ordinary, it can even be described as... simple.
The body of the car was washed to a white silvery gray, giving it the feeling of being bald after being exposed to the sun for more than ten years in an open-air parking lot. However, the body was actually dirty and covered with dust. There seemed to be lettering originally printed on the side, with only a few unclear strokes visible.
The car window glass was wiped clean, but the wheels were still covered with dried yellow mud. It was obvious that the car had been driven on rough and bad roads. Even the car doors were old-fashioned folding doors. When Holy Son and his party came over, the car doors were facing sideways. The door automatically opened and there was a "ringing" sound. "So shabby?" Bai Zhou muttered in the bottom of his heart. Standing next to the car door, feeling the oncoming heat wave of the car body and the pungent smell of gasoline, his first reaction was to hold his breath.
This is too simple.
I am accustomed to Authorities organization's luxury cars, watches, suits and leather shoes, and its magnificent base. It seems that the extravagant style of "sufficient funds can be used to build, and the night is full of luxury" is written all over the face.
Now, when I look at the car in front of me, even Air Conditioner Outdoor Unit is hanging next to the front windshield. I don't know, I thought it was a minibus that came to the countryside to help the poor...Bai Zhou is really a bit unaccustomed.
But thinking about it carefully, it seems that...
The white coats worn by the three Doctor were wrinkled, and even Holy Son himself only had one worthless Black Robe. He was so low-key that he even picked other people's brains as hats... He was like a scavenger who scavenged for food, and his simple lifestyle was a mess.
Co-author, Authorities organization has sufficient funds, and various large-scale construction projects are carried out underground in Tinghai. Everyone at the headquarters and even mid-level and high-level cadres are bound to cheer when they come in and out, and it is full of pomp...
On the contrary, you, Blood Worship Cult, are an extraordinary sect who do all kinds of evil, and look like hard-working, thrifty and simple ascetics.
Who is the villain?
Bai Zhou I really want to ask.
As a result, Blood Worship Cult is such a large organization and has lasted for thousands of years. It has a little money and spends it all on researching those whimsical lunatic plans? Now, Bai Zhou vaguely understands that Evening City Plan is such a crazy experiment that everyone thinks is unreliable. How can Blood Worship Cult be able to maintain it for thirty years...
What does it mean to not win in the present but always invest in the future?
What does it mean to save when you can, and use all the money you save to invest in your ideal?
Crow once told Bai Zhou that in Mystic World, the crazier and more evil the organization is, the more dreams and codes they firmly adhere to, and they often believe in them and are even willing to sacrifice themselves.
Otherwise, pure madness and disorder would have long ago led to physical distortion and mental loss of control.
Looking at it now, it is indeed true.
"Rumble..."
The low sound of the engine echoed on the edge of the moonlit highway, and the weeds beside the road swayed in the wind.
"Get in the car."
Holy Son said lightly, then took the lead and stepped into the minibus that smelled of gasoline.
Bai Zhou took a long breath and followed Holy Son into the car.
The seats are made of old-fashioned upholstery and are shiny in some places, but overall they are still clean.
"If this car is submitted for inspection, it will definitely be declared scrapped on the spot." Ya stood next to Bai Zhou and complained casually, although no one except Bai Zhou could hear her words.
"Rumble..."
With the dull roar of the engine, the car body shook slightly and slowly started to move.
The wheels "swish" rolled over the road, and the minibus carried them and drove away from this Wild Mountains and Ridges.
In the night outside the window, the gravel and grass all began to move slowly backwards, then faster and faster, and finally blurred into a thick black landscape that was retreating.
Bai Zhou was sitting at the rear of the car, while Holy Son was mysteriously sitting in the front seat. The unremarkable driver drove with a calm and careful expression. It was obvious that he was also Blood Worship Cult.
The three people who claimed to be his subordinates and attendants were distributed in three directions in the car. The sick woman [Paroxetine] was sitting alone on the left side. From time to time, she used the dim light in the car to look at Bai Zhou behind her. Her expression had a flushed aftertaste, her legs were twisted and twisted, her breathing was sometimes rapid, and her eyes were filled with water.
"Rumble..."
In the quiet car, you can only hear the roar of the engine and the unpleasant smell of gasoline.
The air is closed, and this hypoxic environment always makes people want to close their eyes and fall asleep, or feel uncomfortable motion sickness.
Fang Xiaoxia is the type who often gets car sick. She doesn't actually get dizzy from the speed of the car, but she just feels nauseous when she smells the gasoline in the closed space inside the car.
But this time, a cold feeling spread throughout his limbs. Fang Xiaoxia unexpectedly found that he was safe. Even if he closed his eyes, he could vaguely sense the breathing of several other people in the car.
Like a...
A naturally cold-blooded hunter.
The wheels rolled over the gravel of the highway, winding and twisting all the way around.
In the past half hour or so, the car's speed had slowed down, as if it was about to stop.
Bai Zhou looked out the window and was surprised to find that not only did the minibus not drive further away from the city, but it was actually heading back to the city.
Could it be that the main forum of Blood Worship Cult is here?
Didn't it mean that they are intertwined in suburbs and rural areas?
"Arrived."
When Holy Son's voice sounded in the silent car, the minibus also stopped. The inertia caused the entire minibus to shake back and forth twice, causing the upper bodies of Bai Zhou and Fang Xiaoxia to lean forward slightly.
"Really here?"
Bai Zhou glanced sharply and looked around.
Although the surrounding buildings are desolate and mostly closed, they are still in order.
Across the river, there are the bright lights of Tinghai, and Bai Zhou can even see the excitement and prosperity of the neon building on the other side through the car window. In other words, this is the boundary between Tinghai City district and the suburbs, the boundary between excitement and prosperity.
How could a Blood Worship Cult headquarters be located so close to the city?
"This is not my main forum."
Just when Bai Zhou was confused, Holy Son's voice confirmed Bai Zhou's idea.
Holy Son was sitting on the front seat, with his hands on his spread legs, leaving a mountain-like sense of oppression on his back... Especially the top of his head, which squirmed twice from time to time, and was higher than the height of the Black Robe hood that protruded from the back of the seat, making those who knew about it even more horrified when they saw it.
"Here is..."
Holy Son Youyou opened the mouth:
"Tinghai City is a place where a certain killer group, [Art Club], meets regularly every month."
...Art Club?
The overly familiar name made Bai Zhou's eyes blink quietly twice on his calm face.
"Huh..."
The pungent smell of disinfectant came closer. [Paroxetine] came to Bai Zhou's side at some point. He slowly lowered his head respectfully and took over the topic for Holy Son:
"Tinghai City's most famous killer group, [Art Club], has taken over many jobs from my professor, and has even secretly received financial support from my professor to a certain extent."
"However, recently, they provoked people they shouldn't have provoked, and those from the Authorities organization were determined to eradicate them."
As he said that, [Paroxetine]'s mouth curved in a sarcastic and mean way:
"But these mysterious killers behind the scenes are either Tinghai famous artists or Upper Class young ladies from famous families... They pursue excitement, but they are a group of weaklings who are worried about losing their glory and wealth, and have no heart to face death."
"It's ridiculous that people who kill people every day don't have the courage to be killed. I have never seen such a person in my teaching." "Recently, the intelligence received by our teaching shows that all the top killers of [Art Club] will hold a meeting tonight in advance to discuss [Art Club]'s next arrangements."
"To be more precise - they want to surrender!"
Surrender?
Bai Zhou probably figured it out.
Treat them to guests, behead them, accept them as dogs!
Surrender and recruitment have been a road to heaven that coexisted with danger and opportunity since ancient times.
According to the rumors Bai Zhou heard in the Special Management Department, even these Authorities institutions that are now standing in Tinghai were not necessarily all founded by Eastern Federation back then, and many of them had people who had taken refuge in Federation's religious group changed its name and surname, and in turn became a member of the Mystic World who suppressed the civilian population... After all, how many years has Blood Worship Cult, who is entrenched in Tinghai Dark Side, been passed down as a mysterious force?
Anyway, what they said themselves was... thousands of years!
What about Federation?
How long has Federation been established?
In 1999, after Third World War, East-West Federation was established, dividing the east and west, and the concept of the past countries became the urban areas within Federation.
The world is finally settled, but it is not yet peaceful.
Although it looks peaceful and prosperous on the surface, there is always a turbulent undercurrent behind Mystic World.
Until now.
[Paroxetine] said in a solemn voice, "Two Sealed Extraordinary, several Level 4 Extraordinary and Level 5 Extraordinary who are proficient in assassination, as well as the wealth and status they have accumulated in Surface World, plus their unique and complete Extraordinary Path... these together are a bargaining chip that any force will be tempted by."
"A small association like theirs is not like Purple Thorn Group."
"Although they did the same thing, Purple Thorn Group is too big and has already organized with Authorities, which makes it easier for Authorities to attack Luo Family."
"If these [Art Club] rats are simply eradicated, most of the wealth will still be passed on and will most likely be lost. If some killers are allowed to escape from the society of revenge, it will bring a lot of trouble to Authorities."
"So..."
The analysis of [Paroxetine] concluded:
"They have a high probability of successfully surrendering. Only those who have committed serious crimes will be severely punished, and the rest will have the opportunity to perform meritorious service."
Bai Zhou raised his eyebrows and heard the accent on these four words [Paroxetine].
"Authorities organizations are more powerful than the others. They will not really regard the surrendered killer organizations as their own. The result of committing crimes and meritorious services is very likely to send them to the outskirts of the city as cannon fodder to deal with my teaching Stronghold."
"If these killers are allowed to act, they will bring trouble to our religion."
"But..."
[Paroxetine] licked her red lips with her tongue, making her mean lips brighter and brighter, making her face even more pathologically pale. "Have you received our funding, can you betray it so easily?"
She sneered, "We are Blood Worship Cult, Tinghai, synonymous with darkness, the largest, most evil and most sacred cult!"
... holy?
Bai Zhou Listening, my heart started to murmur again.
Think about it for yourself, does the word "holy" go with the adjectives in front of you?
"I heard that they have already thought of their own adapted name."
"If Authorities organization can accept their conditions, due to the needs of channel role play, they hope that they can be called [Art Department] in the future."
[Paroxetine] added:
"Of course, if this is possible, their official full name must be a department under a certain secondary organization, maybe the Illegal Sect Strategic Action Department or something like that."
Art Department!
Strategic Operations Department for Illegal Orders?
Now, Bai Zhou understands everything and why this minibus is parked here...
Blood Worship Cult is worried that if [Art Club] really succeeds in surrendering, the Authorities organization will use it against him, consuming the strength of both parties.
To be more precise, as the leader of the largest religious group in Tinghai, being watched by so many religious groups and associations, they cannot tolerate such rebellion and provocation and must kill the chicken to scare the monkeys!
"Since this Art Department insists on insisting on his own opinion, then we have no other choice."
[Paroxetine] Narrowed his eyes and blushed more on his face, as if he was intoxicated.
"One can destroy the whole family!"
What she said was concise and concise, "Kill the family! Conquer the house!"
Four words, but each one carries a huge weight, which makes Bai Zhou feel awe-struck.
"Of course."
At this time, [Paroxetine] looked at Bai Zhou again and smiled sweetly:
"What your Highness Holy Son means is that you, my lord, will be solely responsible for the extermination of the family and the confiscation of the family Art Club."
"In this way, it can be regarded as your first achievement after joining the cult. Even if you suddenly occupy a high position, you can silence most people in the cult." "During this period, the three of us will assist you and completely obey your orders."
While talking, a strong man Above Level 6 and two Blood Worship Cultist with level 6 titles were respectfully lined up in front of Bai Zhou, ready to obey Bai Zhou's arrangements at any time.
Me?
Bai Zhou felt a little shocked.
You Blood Worship Cult just came here, are you about to commit such a major case of annihilation?
Bai Zhou Such a kind person, how could he ever do such evil things!
He subconsciously looked past the three people in front of him and looked at Holy Son, who was sitting silently near the front of the minibus at the end of the minibus.
The unfathomable back of Black Robe seems to be waiting for Bai Zhou's reply.
Certificate of nomination... right?
Maybe he wanted to test the ability of Bai Zhou, New Student [Sloth], maybe he needed Bai Zhou to prove his qualifications as a superior, or maybe he needed Bai Zhou to further confirm his identity as Blood Worship Cultist.
But...
It's not impossible.
Even doing what he wants.
Randomize the house? Exterminate the family?
What a coincidence... If the target were someone else, Bai Zhou really wouldn't be able to do it.
But, [Art Club]?
Let's just forget all the old and new grudges together!
He is also curious about what kind of combat performance he can perform as [Sloth] and [Fallen Saint Physician].
Of course.
The most important thing is...
Bai Zhou Hidden in the chest are two paintbrushes with many uses.
But we still haven't collected the last one yet!
Ever since the two brushes came together, their secret feeling and desire for the other brush had never stopped for a moment.
Until now.
It seems that Bai Zhou will soon know what can happen when the three brushes come together.
Raising his hand and pressing it on his chest, Bai Zhou looked calm as he looked at the three different-looking "Doctor." in front of him.
By the way, he also wants to check...
What kind of magical powers do the three "attendants" I just acquired have!
Five minutes later.
In the underground space of Golden Splendor, all the men wearing masks and different clothes were sitting upright, listening attentively to the deep speeches of the two men above them. These celebrities and dignitaries on the surface, but the ace killers behind the scenes, seemed to have their own thoughts at the moment, thinking silently, and the atmosphere in the venue was extremely calm. Until
There was a loud "boom", and the thick Great Door was kicked hard and hit the ground heavily!
As the smoke and dust filled the sky, all the "painters" were startled, and almost in unison, they all jumped up from their seats with a "crash".
"Ordinance Hall called?"
"What's going on!"
Immediately, pairs of murderous eyes focused on the smoke-filled door. If Ordinary people or weaker extraordinary people were oppressed by these gazes, they would probably go insane and faint on the spot.
But...
"Jie Jie Jie"
"Are you in a meeting? Very good. Are you in a meeting to survive? How hard you work!"
Amidst the sharp and weird laughter, a short winter melon-like figure took the lead in stepping over the door frame, with an unusually large head. It was none other than [Sertraline].
"However, you still didn't work hard enough. You were found by us because you didn't work hard enough. Why can't you work hard, try hard, and try hard?" "I said, [Sertraline], your efforts are really..."
Behind [Sertraline], followed closely was a man with a small head as thin as a bamboo pole [Fluoxetine], and behind him was [Paroxetine] with a flushed and excited face.
They have different appearances, but their temperament is Netherworld. However, even they are not Protagonist.
At this moment, the three of them were standing at the door, but they were respectfully surrounding the two figures sandwiched between them.
Monster!
Monster, who is dressed in an evil and cold temperament, has pale skin and scarlet eyes, one black and one white, as if the black White Impermanence came to ask for his life. "Art Club's little devils..."
The three attendants stepped on the golden Great Door, smiled eerily, then suddenly became solemn, and shouted in unison:
"My lord [Sloth] is here, why don't you kowtow quickly and surrender!"
The moment the words fell, the three people's momentum blossomed.
The temperament of the two Sealed Extraordinary is overwhelmingly superior to that of the two "Master Painter", and the unfathomable momentum of Above Level 6 is as high as the sun, making people breathless.
"Jingran is...!"
The sound shocked the entire audience, overwhelming the entire audience, and all the veteran killers in the audience changed their colors.
Only the two people, black and white, who were surrounded by them, seemed silent.
Bai Zhou:..."
Fang Xiaoxia:..."
Bai Zhou felt awkward in his heart.
He is such a good person. Is he still Savior from Tinghai?
What are you talking about now!
OK...
The appearance of a good villain!