Don't call me evil god

They were tied up all over their bodies, unable to move.

Even their mouths were stuffed with a strange-smelling rag, so they could only make dull whimpering sounds.

The ropes of the dwarves were normally used to tie up ferocious beasts, or even some low-level monsters.

If it were a powerful warrior profession of level 4 or above, the ropes might not be able to restrain them.

Now it was easy to tie up a few humans of only level 1 or 2.

It was exactly the same as the last time.

After the cultists captured them, they did not start the sacrifice directly, but waited for a special opportunity.

"Twilight has not yet arrived. We have to wait a few more hours to offer their blood, flesh, bones and spirits to the Lord!"

"Hurry up, the excavation work cannot be delayed!"

"The messenger has said that we are very close to the Lord's gift!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Move quickly! Don't be lazy!"

"..."

After listening to the content shouted loudly in dwarf language by a dwarf who looked a little old, Bacon was surprised to receive a reward.

[Task contribution has been settled]

[Duplicate clues, reward has been reduced]

[Destiny points +172]

[Legendary experience +1564]

Don't look at them as being captured now.

But the mission issued by the God of Knowledge to the believers, as long as they can collect clues related to the black robe man, they can get the corresponding amount of reward according to their "contribution" after submitting the mission.

Compared with his brother Pete, Bacon got much less reward.

After all, there is a difference in the "contribution" of the two.

Pete directly infiltrated the Supreme Truth Church, and got the first-hand clues, so naturally he got the most and the most generous rewards.

Bacon was originally a "known" clue. Before this, Lancelot had been escorted here once, and Pete and his team had heard about the Supreme Truth Church's trouble in the Spirit Wing Wetland in advance.

Therefore, the reward Bacon got was basically just a consolation prize.

But for Bacon, who is now stuck at the threshold of level 2, this reward is enough for him to rush to the level 2 ranger!

However, he is now a pseudo-level 2 who has not mastered any corresponding wilderness magic.

He only has the foundation of level 2, but his actual combat power is still at the level of level 1.

He needs to set aside some time to study and use magic to truly reach the level of level 2.

The situation of the other three is similar.

Each of them got a fairly satisfactory reward.

What they need to do most now is to keep this reward!

If they had to kill themselves and go back to escape like Lancelot did last time, they would have to spend 100 life points just to resurrect, not to mention that if they couldn't retrieve their bodies, they would have to spend legendary experience again to upgrade their ranks.

Especially the latter.

The stronger they are, the greater the loss will be if they die without a body or in an enemy's lair.

They can't die!

They must go back alive to really earn this reward!

...

Most of the wild dwarves left quickly, leaving only one cultist and four guards to keep a one-on-one watch on them.

The difference in their identities can be seen from their clothes.

The cultist was wearing the black robe familiar to the believers of knowledge, kneeling in front of the huge tentacle and muttering something, which was neither dwarven nor common language, and even not a language that could be directly translated by the illusion magic.

Enemies meet on a narrow road.

Lancelot recognized the other party at a glance.     This is the cultist who presided over the sacrifice last time!

The other party seems to be responsible for this!

The guards were wearing standard dwarf vests and shorts, carrying hammers on their backs, staring at the four people without blinking.

Lancelot turned his head slightly and looked at where his companions were.

According to the plan, the next step was for Dolan to take the opportunity to escape, then untie them, subdue these guards, and then find a way to destroy the terrifying shriveled tentacle!

Dolan was winking at Lancelot.

Lancelot realized what the other party meant, and his mind moved slightly, calling up the illusion light screen that only he could see.

[Dolan Silver: You guys make some noise to attract the attention of the guards. ]

[It doesn't take too long, just a few seconds will do! ]

Bacon and Sam also received the message.

This is the powerful power of magic.

Let alone gagging, even if you cut off the tongue, cut the vocal cords, and block the trachea, you can't stop the followers of Norwen from using magic to communicate secretly.

Without outsiders being able to detect any clues, they can secretly formulate a complete plan and even modify it in real time.

Bacon thought about it, and then rolled his eyes skillfully, pretending to have an epileptic seizure. His whole body trembled violently, and he kept making "woooooooooo" screams.

He is familiar with this!

Every time he and his brother got into trouble and were beaten, if he really couldn't avoid it, he would immediately pretend to be in pain after being beaten a few times, as if he was going to die in the next second.

The main purpose is to bluff.

Baron Chinar would probably be soft-hearted and reluctant to do it.

Lancelot also started his performance!

Although he was tied up tightly from head to toe, it didn't prevent him from falling to the ground and rolling. While rolling, he made strange noises, as if he was possessed by something.

Sam followed suit.

He began to try to act as if he was trying to break free, exerting all his strength, tensing his muscles, and making his face red.

The three of them showed their magical powers, and the noise they made immediately attracted the attention of the guards.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?"

"Don't move!"

"If you don't want to suffer more, stay still!"

The four guards shouted.

The cultist in black robes also stood up suddenly, and pulled out a dark red short whip covered with barbs from somewhere inside his robe.

The sacrifices brought here basically tried to resist, but under the whip in his hand, they finally obeyed.

This is a good thing given to him by the "envoy" to reward his contribution!

- A weapon blessed by the supreme truth!

Every time he whipped, twisted flesh and blood would quickly grow from the hit position until the opponent's body was covered with these new, uncontrolled flesh and blood, completely losing the ability to move and becoming a prisoner of flesh and blood.

So far, the targets that have been whipped by this whip, whether ordinary people or professionals, are all unable to resist its effect!

The only drawback is that this strange effect cannot be effective all the time.

When the dark red color on the short whip gradually fades and finally turns into pure black, it will become an ordinary short whip.

It needs to be fed with a lot of fresh blood and flesh to restore its strength.

Just as the cultist was about to walk towards Lancelot and the others so that they could calm down quickly.

Suddenly, I felt a chill in my heart!

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Additional chapters are here!

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