Apostle of Cthulhu

Bell was thinking about something.

Nancy, Si Wei's adopted son, was a top student at Nanyoku University. It was difficult for Bell to associate him with people from the Pantheon Cult.

After all, Si Wei is still on the same front as him, and Nancy has no reason to betray her adoptive father and cooperate with the people of the Pantheon Cult.

Gallagher and Siwei lived in the same apartment. Although his frequent outings during this period made Bell very suspicious, after Bell's observation over the past few days, he did not find any substantial evidence that Gallagher was a follower of the Pantheon Cult. evidence.

Nancy's prophecy made him very concerned. Will he kill his teacher with his own hands? Whether it is the cultivation of three views, the growth of the power of gifts, or the teaching of social knowledge, his teacher is Kratos. Will he kill his teacher in the future?

Is it possible that this Nancy is also an astrologer? Did you see your future when you divined yourself?

But...why would I kill my teacher?

Bell's face became increasingly gloomy, so much so that he wandered on the streets of Volingdu until after ten o'clock.

A woman's scream was heard in his ears. Bell raised his gaze. A man with red eyes lifted the dagger in his hand. His arms were quietly wrapped around the woman's neck. The dagger was waved at the surrounding crowd of onlookers in twos and threes. got up.

"Asshole!" he yelled, with a cry in his words, "I have worked hard for your factory for so many years, and you just want to lay me off? What a joke!"

Because it was late at night, there were not too many onlookers, and Bell, who was already in a bad mood, took a step forward, preparing to cross the street and deal with the matter in front of him directly.

Unexpectedly, a hand stopped in front of him.

Bell looked up and saw the person who stopped him. It was the man who had been sleeping at the door of the Cross Church all day long.

"Mance, what are you doing?" Bell called his name for the first time.

Mance Cloud seemed to be in good spirits tonight, "Don't deal with this matter. You are not in the right mood. Leave it to the police department."

"Do you see anyone from the police department around?" Bell looked around and then at his watch, "The patrol officers from the police department should have been here long ago at this time, but there is no one!"

Mance glanced at Bell, "Did something happen to you?"

Bell shook his head, "It's nothing. Rather than me, you should help with the matter in front of you, right? That woman is about to suffocate. If the man had been stronger, she would have fainted."

The woman couldn't even make a wailing sound. She could only helplessly scratch the skin of the man's arm with her nails. However, the surge of adrenaline made the man have no time to care about his own wounds. Instead, he angrily questioned the woman and those around her. of onlookers.

"Why! We can only live in the darkest corner of Volingdu? Just because your family is good? Did you seize the opportunity? No! We are all the same! But you always exploit and squeeze our value, This is not fair!"

Bell closed his eyes, "Don't let him say it. Fortunately it's night, otherwise things would get worse."

Mance chose to agree. Originally, he was waiting for people from the police department to come and deal with it. But from the look of him, if the people from the police station arrived too late, the woman would have been dead.

"Pantheism is the salvation! The only god is the real god, the Cross Church is a liar, and the wakeman cannot save every life!"

He suddenly raised his arms and shouted, his eyes changing from the initial anger and doubt to fanaticism and madness, shouting the name of the only God like a believer.

Bang——

Before anyone could react, a gunshot woke up the quiet night in Volingdu.

Mance turned his head and looked at the muzzle of the gun that was still emitting smoke. His face was a little ugly, "Bell Clive...what are you doing."

Bell's eyes were cold as he looked at the corpse that insulted his faith. He wordlessly put away his pistol and walked towards the woman who was too frightened by the blood and corpse to react.

The surrounding onlookers wanted to suppress their screams, but fortunately, Mance waved his hand and the power of his gift as a sleeper was released, causing everyone present except him and Bell to fall into a deep sleep.

"We, the Dirty Squad, do not have the power to directly sanction ordinary people! We cannot directly convict him just because he called out the name of the Pantheon!" Mance reminded Bell, "You will only make it difficult for Kratos. We are Imperial missionary backers, don’t do such stupid things!”

Bell gently placed the woman on the ground, wiped the broken flesh and blood from her face with his sleeves, and said in a calm voice, "What kind of things do you think...are stupid?"

Mance didn't understand why Bell would ask such a question at this time.

"When you are desperate, you blame others, believe in heretical beliefs, and even devalue the faith that saved you in the past. This kind of thing... is stupid." Bell stood up, kicked his hands into his pockets, and showed a smile. He laughed at himself, "Human beings are such a perfidious species. We are just trying our best to avoid our nature."

"What are you talking about?" Mance still didn't understand why Bell mentioned these things.

He knew that the wake doctrine was Bell's bottom line, and anyone who belittled his faith would provoke his rage, but today's Bell... seemed a little different.

Bell shook his head and turned away, leaving Mans alone to clean up the mess.

Rain fell from the sky.

The silver-threaded liquid blurred Bell's vision. The rain was a little heavy, but he didn't bring an umbrella, and his whole body was wet.

At this time, he smelled a very obvious odor.

He raised his eyes, and in the hazy vision, he saw a person and a group of things lying on the ground, bleeding a lot.

Bell saw clearly that the person standing there with an expressionless face was Siwei.

The thing lying on the ground, which had lost its vitality, was a fallen person with a broken body, a big mouth and inverted teeth.

Siwei had nothing in his hands, just silently looking at the fallen person lying on the ground, motionless.

Siwei... killed a fallen person with his bare hands?

Bell felt incredible. Even he had to rely on the dual cooperation of the power of grace and the gifted weapon to completely kill a fallen person, and what about Siwei? He had nothing but a pair of hands!

And Si Wei's body was not stained with any blood, which most likely means that Si Wei didn't even touch the Fallen One and killed it directly!

This kind of power is obviously a high-node missionary!

At this moment, Bell finally verified his guess. Si Wei... is indeed a high-node missionary! And the sequence node is likely to exceed his own!