Chapter 1215: Believers of Evil Gods

On this day, in a small town named Gris, people lived their lives as usual. Those who should go to work went to work, and those who should go to school went to school. It seems that the life here is repeated day after day, as if there are not many changes. But from the perspective of every resident, changes are actually happening every day, adults are improving their lives little by little, and children are accumulating knowledge little by little.

However, people's minds are complicated. Some people yearn for power, some yearn for money, and some yearn for power. Some people, faced with such a life, feel content and hopeful for the future. However, some people do not want to be content with the status quo, and have greater ambitions in their hearts.

In a not-so-spacious room, thick curtains blocked the light from the windows, making the whole room look extraordinarily dark. On a small open space in front of the bed, a rather thin-looking teenager was trying to draw a strange and strange pattern with a small half bowl of blood in the bowl.

The boy's palm was wrapped with gauze, and blood had already leaked out of the gauze, showing the source of the small half bowl of blood. And while he was kneeling on the ground, drawing that weird pattern, there were complex expressions of expectation, hatred, fear, etc. in his eyes. He expected something to happen because of hatred, but he was afraid of his own expectation, but after all, he completed the pattern on the ground little by little.

"Huh!" The young man let out a long breath, looking at the completed pattern on the ground, the expression on his face also turned firm. Obviously, no matter how much hesitation and fear he had in his heart before, they have all been thrown away at this time.

The boy leaned over and dragged out a box from under the bed next to him without any effort. There were a few things in the box, a piece of crumpled paper with words written on it, a few small candles that looked like they had been pulled from a birthday cake, some shriveled bat carcasses, a large spider with its legs removed, and so on.

The boy lit the few small candles and placed them in the pattern on the ground, and put the bowl originally used to hold the blood in the middle of the pattern. Then, with the knife that cut his palm, he cut the bat carcasses into several pieces and threw them into the bowl, along with other disgusting animal remains.

The small bowl was filled to the brim, but the young man didn't care. He picked up the piece of paper and slowly recited the words on it. The words on that paper are common words in the world today, but when combined together they do not become normal sentences.

"Kaota... Ma Dabamo... Xikelai... Zhentama..." The young man stumbled and recited the words on the paper, then handed the paper to the candle to ignite, and threw it into the candle at once. into the small bowl.

"boom!"

The ignited paper fell into the bowl, and there was a detonation sound instantly, and at the same time, a cloud of thick black smoke rose, completely blocking the boy's sight.

"Cough, cough, cough!" The boy coughed continuously while being choked by the black smoke,

On the other hand, he was still staring at the small bowl in the black smoke.

When the black smoke dissipated, the small bowl finally appeared in the boy's eyes again, but the disgusting things in the bowl were gone, replaced by half a bowl of clear colorless liquid.

"Roar!" An inhuman roar came from the room, and then the windows and walls were quickly cracked. Finally, with a loud crash, a huge figure came out of the ruins, stepped on the street through the dust and fog.

On the street, the passers-by who had been walking leisurely stopped in their tracks with puzzled faces when the roar sounded. Soon, however, they regretted their decision. They saw the collapse of the house, saw the tall and terrifying monster, and saw the huge shadow hanging over their heads.

It was a huge monster with a height of more than 20 meters. Its body was covered with dense pustules, and many pustules were still leaking yellow-green pus. The monster's face was like that of a drowned dead man, with sparse hair on the top of its head, with clusters of spines standing upright like hedgehogs. The monster's body is very bloated, like a balloon filled with water, as if the contents can be taken out by breaking the skin.

"Roar!" The monster roared again, and at the same time stomped heavily on the ground.

Following the fall of this foot, the pedestrians on the street felt as if an earthquake had struck. All of them were so frightened that their legs went limp, but this time they fell to the ground one after another. Some people scrambled and crawled away from the monster, some were so weak that they could only tremble, and some tremblingly took out Qianli Vivid. Don't get me wrong, they don't have such a desperate entertainment spirit, so they don't want to take pictures and send them to Moments at this time. Those people who showed their true spirits, all of them at this time, called the emergency number of the police department by coincidence.

However, the monster stomped that foot and did more than just create a shock. After he stomped that foot down, his whole body trembled under the feedback force, and a yellow-green mist suddenly gushed out from his body. The yellow-green mist seemed to be formed from the pus on the monster's body, and it spread around after atomizing.

"what!"

"This... what is this..."

"Help, someone help me!"

"My hands...my body..."

The yellow-green mist spread to the surroundings, covering the pedestrians who did not escape, as well as the residents in the surrounding buildings. And as it was shrouded in the fog, people's wailing and screaming immediately sounded in the fog, and it was obvious that something very terrifying was happening to everyone.

On the viewing tower of the amusement park, the brothers and sisters of the Lin family, Casalo and the others were getting information about the believers of the evil god from the Extraordinary Administration. For Celtic, who knows the truth of the world, there is nothing to hide about this matter, not to mention that everyone does have the same goal.

"Compared to the past, in today's world, even civilians have a fairly good life. Therefore, the temptations that believers of evil gods can give have become mainly based on extraordinary power. This is why, we extraordinary people Administration, the reason for strengthening the management of extraordinary people recently." Celtic explained to the Lin family siblings and others.

When an evil organization wants to spread evil beliefs, it often starts with people's survival, such as promising people how to enjoy happiness in the afterlife, or ascending to the kingdom of heaven where there is no pain or disaster. What kind of person would accept such a temptation? To put it bluntly, they are people who can't survive, and people who may be desperate for the future.

But now, although this world is not the "utopia" in fantasy, and has not yet reached the level of "world harmony", at least people have no major problems in survival. As long as you go to work, you can support yourself and your family, and slowly improve your life. As long as you have enough ability, you have the opportunity to rise to a higher level and become the so-called "superior person".

Under such circumstances, if believers of evil gods tempt people with "afterlife" and "heavenly kingdom", it cannot be said that they are not attractive, but it is indeed difficult to gain much faith.

However, human nature is greedy, and there will always be more pursuits after some people have no worries about food and clothing. In such a world, the existence of extraordinary beings is well known, and people will naturally have the pursuit of power. However, not everyone has the opportunity and ability to obtain extraordinary power. Some people may accept their fate, but there will always be people who are unwilling.

What should I do if I am not reconciled? Here comes the opportunity for the believers of evil gods.

In fact, not only ordinary people want to obtain extraordinary power, but also extraordinary people want to make themselves stronger. Moreover, if a transcendent is seduced by a believer of an evil god, the damage to this world will be far greater than that of ordinary people.

The Extraordinary Administration's sudden strengthening of the management of the Extraordinary is based on this point of consideration.

"So that's it, then after you did that, did it have any effect?" Cassallo then asked.

After hearing Celtic's explanation, Casalo and others have actually understood and agreed with the Extraordinary Administration's approach from the bottom of their hearts. Those grumpy people felt somewhat ashamed of the damage they caused to the Transcendent Administration.

"The effect is good. At least the inside of the management agency has been cleared, and some superhumans who were seduced by the believers of the evil gods have also been found out. Another point is that through the registration management, the management agency has also been supplemented in terms of personnel. Further expand the power of the Administration to more lower-level cities." As the deputy director, Celtic responded somewhat complacently, which can be regarded as showing that the Extraordinary Administration, in this time with the other party weight in cooperation.

In the small city of Gris, there was not only one place where mutations occurred on this day. The small city was almost full of mutations, and the yellow-green fog almost enveloped the entire city.

Next to the Gris Police Station, in a building that had obviously been remodeled not long ago, groups of soldiers in special uniforms also rushed out at this time. These people were dressed in black leather clothes, with fully enclosed helmets on their heads, and held various tools or weapons of unknown purpose in their arms. There was no gathering and deployment, and there was no pre-war mobilization. After these people came out, they immediately dispersed in all directions, heading towards the places where the mutations occurred.

"Boom boom boom!" A series of explosions sounded.

A special operations team from the Extraordinary Administration had a battle with a monster more than 20 meters away, and it was followed by a wave of intensive explosive attacks. One after another, the grenades shot out from their weapons, piercing towards the huge body of the monster like a swarm of bees. There was an explosion, and flames burst out from the monster's body, and yellow-green pus and flesh splashed everywhere.

Obviously, although this monster looks terrifying and disgusting, it is not that difficult in terms of strength. Following a wave of explosion attacks, the monster's originally tall and fat body was already full of holes, and many wounds even went deep to the bones. It's just that the series of explosions also made the yellow-green fog in this area much thicker, making it hard to see in a blink of an eye.

"howl!"

In the thick yellow-green mist, suddenly there was a howl that was different from that of a giant monster. Before the members of the special operations team could react, one by one strange figures had already rushed forward, and some even directly pushed people to the ground.

Through the visible visor of the helmet, these team members finally saw the appearance of the enemy clearly after the enemy rushed close. Those enemies who attacked them were clearly people with twisted limbs, and each of them had obvious ulcers.

"Watch out for me!"

With a roar, a beam of light rose from the thick fog, piercing the sky from bottom to top, and then turned into a rain of light and flew down. The rain of light not only made the dense fog thinner, but also shot at those distorted humans, killing those monsters that could no longer be called human beings one by one.

A wave of monsters was eliminated, and the team members regained their spirits and gathered together with weapons in their arms. Among them, a man whose uniform was obviously different from theirs retracted the long sword he raised earlier, and pointed the tip of the sword at the giant monster not far away.

"Attack its core position and fight for a wave to solve it!"

In an instant, grenades, bullets, arrows, etc. all went towards the designated target one after another.

Although the giant monster was no longer rational, but in the face of such an attack, he still instinctively wanted to protect his fatal point. However, facing the "high-tech" weapons of the Extraordinary Administration, the troll's arms were instantly blasted into fly ash, and the attack then landed on the core.

This wave of attacks ended, and a huge hole appeared in the giant monster's chest, where there was no trace of the core core.

And after the core was blasted into slag, the giant monster's body obviously began to collapse at an accelerated rate, like a wax figure melted by high temperature, it turned into a puddle of pus on the ground in an instant. However, due to the huge size of the monster, the pool of pus is quite large, turning the street into a sewer.

One giant monster has been dealt with, and the other giant monsters are not difficult to deal with, but is the side of the Extraordinary Administration the winner in this confrontation?

According to subsequent statistics, although the casualties of the Extraordinary Administration were not large, the yellow-green fog of the troll turned many civilians into that twisted monster. Those distorted monsters were all killed in the end, and those who were not killed also turned into pus after the giant monster died. All in all, a sudden change that didn't last long caused thousands of casualties in this small city.

Therefore, people always say that it is much easier to destroy than to build.

On the side of the Extraordinary Administration, even if the action is very fast, even if the enemy is quickly solved, what is destroyed is destroyed. Destroyed buildings can be rebuilt, but the dead cannot be brought back to life, and the fear and pain that disasters bring to people's hearts cannot be eliminated in a short time. 2k reading network