Chapter 49 Who is the mole?
Su Ming walked in the nightmare town, walking in the light red mist.
The black stripes between his eyebrows opened slightly, and the black mist emitted enveloped him.
Several black figures walked in front of them, and Su Ming passed them by.
A rotten smell first entered his nose.
It wasn't until he got very close that he could clearly see the appearance of these black shadows.
Their clothes had long been in tatters, and their flesh and blood had partially rotted and fallen off. The loose skin hung on the skeleton, like a skeleton covered with a layer of human skin.
They did not attack Su Ming. They seemed to regard him as a local monster like themselves, rather than an outsider.
The black mist of the Nightmare Pearl can provide him with a layer of disguise.
This was why Su Ming dared to leave the hotel and take action outside.
If not, he would be dead if he dared to leave the hotel.
Even with a pistol in hand, he can only kill a few monsters at most.
There are countless monsters in this nightmare town.
Not to mention pistols, even submachine guns can't do it.
He walked quickly in the mist, walking through the streets and alleys, and missed several tall monsters.
Finally, we arrived in front of a small temple with a black spire.
This small temple is a building that does not exist in the town. The fog around it is thicker than other places, almost to the point where you can't see your fingers. The area of the small temple is only a few square meters, which is about the size of a toilet. There is only one inside. On the altar, a shriveled black left hand is enshrined, and mist is constantly exuding.
Su Ming came to the small temple and placed a black life bead on the altar.
Click——
The life pearl shattered.
He put another one on, and the Life Pearl shattered again.
This happened five times in a row, and the fifth Life Pearl finally stopped breaking.
He reached out and took away the withered left hand, leaving the life bead on the altar.
[Withered left hand (plot item, cannot be taken out of the copy): A sacrifice used to sacrifice to the evil god. It is a key item to maintain a certain ritual in the black town, and can give the cultists powerful power. 】
These life beads were the life beads he obtained when he killed the cultists.
If you want to take away the sacrifices in the temple, you must pay the price with the life of the cultist, and the Life Pearl is a substitute for the life of the cultist.
If a life bead is broken here, it is equivalent to a cultist giving his life.
Therefore, the identity of the murderer is really suitable for solving the incidents in the black town.
His ability to kill people and obtain life beads is really useful.
There are several such altars in the nightmare town.
What he has to do now is to take away all the sacrifices on the altar.
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In front of another small temple with a steeple.
The bishop walked out of the small temple. He inhaled the surrounding mist and had an intoxicated look on his face.
Then he turned his head and worshiped at the altar in the small temple.
What is enshrined on the altar is a heart full of flesh and blood, extremely fresh.
"Praise my God, thank my God for giving me strength!"
The words fell.
A red light surged from the heart and enveloped the bishop.
His body expanded rapidly, soaring from his original normal height to two and a half meters. His muscles also became plump and even, full of evil beauty. Finally, there was a pair of red sharp horns that broke through the skin. The forehead is drilled out.
He clenched his fists and laughed wildly: "Hahaha! This is invincible power!!"
"What kind of life-seeking person is nothing more than an ant in front of this power!!"
He had a premonition that the person seeking his life would definitely come to his dream tonight.
Those who dare to kill Nightmare will never stop there.
He will definitely come back again!
The bishop waved to the small temple: "Come back, devout believers." "Let us kill the man who asked for his life here!"
Soon, the papermaker walked out of the small steeple temple.
Behind him were several tall paper figures.
After entering, he also worshiped the heart in the small pointed temple.
Soon, his body became taller and taller, but not as tall as the bishop. He was only about 2.3 meters tall and had only one horn on his head.
Seeing that no more cultists came out, the bishop realized that something was wrong: "Why, you are the only one?"
"Where are the others? Where have they gone?"
Papermaker: "How do I know where all that waste goes?"
"This group of idiots, shouldn't they all be killed by the man who took their lives?"
Bishop: "Impossible!! Absolutely impossible!!"
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"There are so many cultists in the town, how could he kill them all?"
The papermaker was too lazy to talk nonsense with the bishop.
If you want to say who among the cultists is the most dissatisfied with this bishop, it must be him.
He is obviously the best cultist, why is the position of bishop not his?
In his opinion, in addition to other cultists who are useless snacks, this bishop is also a big useless snack, but he is just a little luckier.
The bishop pondered for a moment, looked at the papermaker, and said quietly: "Could it be that someone among us revealed the news to the person who asked for his life?"
"Only in this way can he kill all the other cultists. Do you think this is the only possibility?"
The papermaker understood what the bishop meant: "Are you doubting me?"
Bishop: "There are no other cultists alive except you and me. I can't be the traitor, so the only possibility is you."
The papermaker laughed angrily: "Ha, hahaha! Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"Can't it be that other cultists rebelled, told the murderer, and then pretended to be dead and didn't come here? If it was me, why would I come here? I might as well pretend to be dead, right? ”
The bishop thought for a while and felt that what the papermaker said made sense.
But soon, he thought of another possibility.
The bishop's eyes became sharp and he stared directly at the papermaker: "Could it be that you thought that the life-killing people would join forces to surround and kill me? In fact, you have long been unhappy with me and want to become the bishop yourself, right?" ”
Papermaker: "..."
Although he really wanted the bishop to die quickly to free up his position, he really didn't want to be a traitor, nor did he collude with the person who asked for his life!
The papermaker didn't bother to explain: "I really didn't do this, believe it or not."
"Could it be that you want to fight me first and kill me first?"
"I'm afraid you can't do it!"
The bishop shook his head: "That's not the case. After all, there is still the person who is asking for his life. If we fight, wouldn't it be a gain for him?"
"Let's work separately. If you want to prove that you didn't collude with the person who asked for his life, go and bring me his head."
"Don't say that after being strengthened in this nightmare, you are not his opponent."
Papermaker: "You don't need to tell me, I will kill him too!!"
Boom——
The small temple shook.
The bishop's face changed drastically: "Someone is destroying the sacrifices in other temples!!"
The papermaker's face also changed greatly: "Damn it! How could he destroy the sacrifice?"
Bishop: "You still say you are not a traitor? You revealed the method of destroying the sacrifice to him, right?"
Papermaker: "Damn it!! How to destroy the sacrifice, I don't even know."
"Aren't you the only one of us who knows how to destroy sacrifices?"
The eyes he looked at the bishop were also full of vigilance.
Papermaker: "The guy who colluded with the murderer, couldn't he be you?"
"You colluded with the Deathslayer to kill all the other cultists."
"Now you want to destroy the altar and kill me here?"
(End of chapter)