The noise of the old man and a group of believers soon attracted many Soul Beast.
This group of humans occupied their trophies, the pile of crystal mines, and even shouted loudly (congratulations from believers) to provoke them.
More and more Soul Beast gathered around, and the air around the courtyard began to condense. At noon in the summer, the old people and believers felt that their clothes were too thin.
"This... these Soul Beast, are they treating us as prey?"
Hundreds of vertical pupils glowing with green light fell on him, and some of the believers immediately couldn't bear it, stopped the ceremony, and looked back.
Hiss--
Several believers saw their own situation and directly made outstanding contributions to the Douluo Continent's global warming.
Their small courtyard, no matter how good it is, can get so much attention from Soul Beast. Looking at it, the courtyard walls and roof don't even have a place to stay.
"Lord... Mr. Bishop, there are Soul Beast everywhere around us!"
"Why panic!"
The old man who claimed to be the bishop first reprimanded the believers, "As a believer of our Lord, how can you be scared by Soul Beast!"
After the bishop finished scolding him, he had time to look around and realized that there were more than a hundred Soul Beast surrounding his yard.
The bishop quickly suppressed the fear in his eyes and kept calling Evil Eye Tyrant in his heart, as if he really regarded himself as a devout believer.
"My Lord, Evil Eye Tyrant, please grant us the grace to protect our devout believers!"
The highest level of deception is to deceive yourself first, so that you can deceive others.
Facing the eager gazes of the Soul Beasts, the bishop knelt down on the roof, looked up at the figure of Evil Eye Tyrant, and shouted fanatically.
"Great Evil God, believers will sacrifice spar mines to you. Please protect your weak believers!"
The bishop shouted a few times, and everyone on the ground looked at him stupidly. He quickly winked at a few of his usually clever confidants. Soon, the shouts merged into a unified voice.
Soul Beasts couldn't understand what this group of humans were shouting. After warning several times, these people still didn't leave, and even planned to confront them. A wolf howl sounded, and Soul Beasts immediately pounced on them.
Evil Eye Tyrant's eyes turned slightly, and his gaze spanned a thousand meters and landed in the small courtyard.
This group of believers who appeared out of nowhere are quite capable. The crystal ore accumulated in the yard already contains one percent of this harvest.
This group of believers is worthy of its attention. According to the words of Lord Mo Chen, this can be regarded as its investment in believers.
A spiritual force as heavy as a hair instantly penetrated the bishop, and a very faint pressure belonging to Evil Eye Tyrant appeared around the bishop.
The few believers on the outermost edge had been knocked down by Soul Beast, and they even felt the claws and teeth falling on their fragile necks. They were already closing their eyes and waiting for death. The next second, the ferocious group of Soul Beast let out howls of panic from their mouths.
In Soul Beast's eyes, this group of food suddenly gained the favor of Evil Demon Forest's owner. Soul Beast, who had injured several believers, turned the light in his eyes into a dead gray in the next second, and turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.
The Soul Beasts who were still alive quickly moved away in fright, not daring to stay any longer.
The small courtyard was quiet for a while. As the bishop, the old man was the first to find Soul Beast who had escaped inexplicably. He stood up from the roof with a sense of joy that he had survived the disaster.
He stepped on his feet and looked into the distance. Sure enough, not even the shadow of Soul Beast was around. The crystal mines that were originally piled up like hills also disappeared at this moment.
"The great God has given us gifts due to our sincere prayers. Why are you still lying down!"
The bishop used his perfect reading comprehension to quickly explain.
"Lord Evil God, he was very satisfied with our sacrifice, so by the way, he drove away those human-eating Soul Beast for us."
"My Lord Bishop, Zhao Si, Wang Wu and the others..."
The believers quickly noticed a few Zhao Si lying in a pool of blood. There were people familiar with them, and they couldn't help but start to shed tears.
"Why are you crying? Shut up!"
The bishop's angry voice sounded. He jumped down and landed directly in front of the corpses, with a clear angry look on his face.
"Why do people die?"
"That's because they are not loyal enough to Lord Evil God's faith!"
"Open your eyes and look at the others. Apart from them, is anyone else dead?"
The bishop's words distracted the believers subconsciously. Everyone looked at each other. It seemed that except for the four Zhao Si, everyone was alive and well, with no arms or legs missing.
The bishop's mind was spinning rapidly, and he quickly found the reason, and his tone became more determined.
"Zhao Si guys, they usually act secretly when praying, and today they are going to suffer the same fate."
"Look at us, our devout believers, who has not been protected by Lord Evil God?"
"My Lord Bishop is right."
Some believers thought about it and it seemed that it was exactly what the bishop said.
"When I was praying the day before yesterday, I saw Zhao Si sleeping secretly."
"That's right! They cheated and cheated on each other not once or twice."
The believers talked a lot and quickly found the dead person. Every sign of laziness, the believers thought about the scene of escaping from Soul Beast's mouth just now, and they were very glad that they were sincere enough in their faith in Master Evil God.
"Mr. Bishop, you seemed to have jumped directly from the fourth floor just now?"
"Yes, Mr. Bishop, are you physically injured?"
Only then did the believers remember that their ordinary bishop had just jumped down from a height of more than ten meters and had spoken so many words to them in a very angry manner.
The bishop groped up and down with a look of surprise on his face.
My legs don't hurt, and my feet are fine.
My body seems to be strengthened by the power of Lord Evil God.
The bishop's eyes moved to the courtyard wall, which was made of solid stones. He had a hunch that he seemed to be able to destroy this solid courtyard wall.
The bishop strode forward, holding his breath and concentrating, shouting, "Evil God, please give me power!", raised his hand, clenched his fist, and smashed it with his fist.
Touch--
There was a one centimeter fist mark on the courtyard wall, and several cracks quickly spread outward.
In the shocked eyes of the believers, the cracks in this section of the courtyard wall began to deepen, the sound of gravel was heard, and the courtyard wall collapsed under their gaze.
The believers looked at the courtyard wall on the ground and the skinny bishop. Some unbelievers squatted down, picked up stones on the ground and smashed them hard.
It's true!
Still solid stone!
The believers looked at the bishop with a look that not only showed admiration but also a bit of greed.
"Your Majesty Bishop, when is the next sacrifice?"