Don't call me evil god

There are basically only two structural models for the bases of cult organizations that like to organize sacrifices.

Either the personnel are extremely streamlined and no outsiders are accepted. Those who can come to the base are either loyal cultists or unlucky innocent victims.

Such bases focus on efficient sacrifice.

The people sent are sacrificed directly, leaving no survivors and no chance of escape.

For example, the secret cave that Pete and Lena were fooled into in Green Harbor was like this, but in Pete's opinion, the cultists were too much, and they sacrificed themselves first.

The other is to absorb new people, not to make dangerous sacrifices, but to bring suitable targets after screening, and to persuade them to join in various ways.

The situation of the Blood Fang Gang is almost the same.

Among them, the life cycle of cult bases with sacrificial functions is usually not very long.

After all, their actions will definitely leave obvious traces.

Sacrifice means that people will continue to disappear.

Therefore, it is not difficult to roughly lock the scope of the cult base.

Just investigate which place has the highest disappearance rate.

In all likelihood, someone is secretly performing a sacrificial ceremony.

In order to avoid being discovered, surrounded, or exterminated, the cultists are also very smart. They know the principle of a cunning rabbit having three burrows, and often do not stay in the same place for a long time to perform sacrifices.

A sacrificial base will be abandoned after being used several times, and go to other places to continue to make trouble.

But this large-scale base in front of us obviously does not meet the characteristics.

They will recruit new people here. The dwarf in front of us directly told Pete and others fearlessly that it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand now. After witnessing the miracle, you will definitely join us.

At the same time, they are also carrying out a large-scale sacrificial activity.

It is extremely abnormal that it has not been discovered for many years.

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"By the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself."

The dwarf who came to preach to Pete and others patted his head and said in annoyance.

"I am now Bron Freeman of the Freeman family."

"Thanks to the Supreme Truth, I was able to witness the truth of this world three years ago."

"When the end of all things comes, only He can lead us to build a new world!"

Pet's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Good guy!

They haven't looked for him yet, and the real master is right in front of them!

When listening to the young dwarf describing Bron Freeman's situation in the Freeman family's equipment store, Pete and his friends had a hunch that the abnormal behavior of this old friend of the Ceylon Countess in recent years and the strange phenomenon of disappearing out of thin air may be related to the black-robed organization hidden in the stone fortress, that is, the Supreme Truth Church.

Sure enough!

Looking at the other party's pious appearance, I'm afraid that his whole body and mind have become the shape of the Supreme Truth.

"What should I call you?" Bron Freeman's tone was very soothing, and polite, making people feel that he didn't look like a cultist.

In Pete's impression.

Cultists are either crazy or dark and cold-blooded, and they spread desperate stories at any time.

Bron Freeman gives people the impression of being a fairly normal dwarf.

Pete thought for a moment and gave a fake name:

"Call me Skeet."

Gale next to him immediately understood.

"My name is Henry, Henry Tran."

Lena also understood after seeing this: "Sly Shadow."

Brandon looked strange: "Well - you can call me Evan."

Miranda was really a little embarrassed: "Then... my name is Daranmi."

It's okay that the five people couldn't come up with a real name, and they almost all used the names of guys they had dealt with before.      Only Miranda was a little embarrassed to do such an impersonation, so she made up a fake name out of thin air.

Bron Freeman nodded calmly, "I understand."

"But because this is the real world of the dwarves, I suggest that you consider designing a dwarf name and identity for yourself in advance, otherwise... it may not be convenient."

"Inconvenient?" Pete repeated, expressing his doubts.

Bron took out a pocket watch from his arms, looked at the time, and smiled, "You will know the reason soon."

As soon as the voice fell.

The light source that originally provided lighting for the entire area began to dim slowly.

This spacious hall became gradually dim.

When the light source disappeared, Pete discovered that the flesh and blood pyramid in the center of the hall had been emitting a faint bright red light.

It was just covered by the bright light before.

Visibility became low, but it was not a problem for Pete and his team.

Before setting off, they had all the status effects that lasted for a long time.

For example, the [Midnight Vision] that the Stalker can bless people can easily maintain normal vision in a dark environment.

Slightly heavy footsteps suddenly sounded.

Looking in the direction of the sound.

Judging from his figure, the other party was obviously a dwarf with a height of only 1.3 meters, but he was very strong and made a heavy sound every time his feet touched the ground.

He was wearing a loose black and red heavy robe.

Although it was a style suitable for the dwarf's figure, the thickness and warmth of the clothes were obviously exceeded, and it looked like the kind used to keep warm in some cold place.

In a hot place like Stone Castle, even the lightest and most breathable robe will be too hot to wear. The most suitable attire is actually a vest and shorts.

No one would be foolish enough to wear such thick clothes.

The other person had a hood on his head.

Let alone the face, before he spoke, he couldn't even tell the difference between male and female.

The changes in the environment and the appearance of the mysterious dwarves made the turmoil of the already nervous and panicked innocent dwarves even more serious.

"It's over! We're dead!"

"You will not end well if you take refuge in the evil god!"

"..."

Until a firm voice sounded:

"It's useless to be afraid! Only by killing them will we have a chance to leave alive!"

"Everyone, try again! The ancestors are protecting us, follow me!"

"In the name of the Lava God! Charge!"

Someone in the crowd shouted fiercely.

Somehow, Peter always felt that this voice was familiar.

When pushed to the limit, people will try again even if they know that nothing can be done.

If you don’t try, you will probably be waiting for death. If you try, you may have a chance of survival.

A dwarf took the lead and stood up, roaring and rushing towards the mysterious dwarf wearing a thick black and red robe.

Peter's eyes suddenly widened!

He knew why that calling voice was so familiar to him!

The dwarf leading the charge was none other than the dwarf.

It was the middle-aged dwarf they had met at the happy hour bar on the fourth floor of the Stone Castle—Yanhu Brickett!

"What the hell!"

"Why is he here too?!"

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