I'm not caught, so why do they say I'm an evil god?

"The thirteenth scarlet blood moon from the boundless starry sky, you witness, you watch, you give, you tolerate."

"You have built a bridge between humans and sinners."

"You allow the scarlet blood sleeping in the darkness to embrace the sun."

"Ah, praise you, sing praises to you, and become you."

"Please lend me and Li Cheng your power."

The ritual connected the two together, and the blood power that was supposed to be obtained when passing the level became a part of Li Cheng at this moment.

And he was holding Latanya's hand, looking at the painful believers behind him, and showed a warm smile.

Now, all the conditions have been met.

Only the last step is needed.

The third abstract magic book belonging to him can be obtained.

Chapter 46 Li Cheng came up with a win-win-win method

Looked at by Li Cheng, the painful believers curled up their bodies and cried desperately.

But it should be said that these people are really brave.

They are in such pain, but they didn't make a sound!

"What a tough group of believers." Li Cheng couldn't help but admire.

All believers: I'm tough, you're tough, I'm tough, I'm tough

"Okay, you've been hard work for so long." Li Cheng smiled gently and unlocked the [Silent Pain Aura].

Several elite believers immediately wanted to chant and pray.

But their risky resistance had not yet begun, and it turned into a bubble in the sound of "Dad loves me".

Under the baptism of [Fireball Spell·Father's Sorrow], the magician who couldn't cast spells without spells was as weak as the straight man who found out that his girlfriend was from Nanliang.

"You don't really think you have a chance to beat me, do you?"

Li Cheng smiled and walked to the middle of the crowd, his eyes casually turned to a painful believer.

This believer seemed to be the leader of the elite believers who came to support later.

The believer's face suddenly looked like a steel door was smeared with wind oil.

"My lord, my lord, don't, don't, don't, we are our own people, our own people!"

The other believers also cried for their parents.

"Sir, the power of the Mother Goddess of Pain has been favored by Sir Latanya. She is already our saint!"

"Yes, Sir, we know your good intentions. You don't have to torture us anymore!"

"We are good citizens, good citizens, Sir!"

Indeed, the moment Latanya chose to pick up the whip of pain and became Li Cheng's accomplice.

The power of pain marked her, and the emblem of pain appeared on her hand.

But like Li Cheng, it should be a relationship of fate. The power of pain needs to wait for a while before it can take root and sprout.

"So, we are our own people." Li Cheng raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, yes." The believers nodded hurriedly.

"Then what did I do to you just now?"

"That was you, Sir, admonishing us stupid guys! We will follow your teachings!"

"Then how to explain Carter's death?" Li Cheng asked again.

"He actually chose to betray the Mother Goddess and fell into an ordinary person. It's right for you to kill him!" The believers said hurriedly.

"So, I didn't do anything wrong?"

"Of course, of course, how could you do anything wrong? If you did, it would be our fault!"

The believers tried their best to say auspicious words, just to make Li Cheng happy.

There was no way, this guy was too scary when he tortured people.

And most importantly, the Mother Goddess of Pain also gave him a divine favor.

That is an honor only for the Son and Daughter of the Holy Spirit.

No, great Mother Goddess of Pain, your believers are almost tortured to death by this guy, and you didn't show up to take him in, but you also gave him divine favor. What's the reason!

For a moment, the believers suspected that Li Cheng had tattooed the Mother Goddess of Pain.

"Well, you are quite sensible, not bad." Li Cheng gently patted one of the believers on the shoulder: "Okay, let's prepare for the next step."

"Next step?" The believer was puzzled: "Sir, what is the next step?"

"You can't figure it out?" Li Cheng frowned.

"Sir, I was wrong, please tell me!" The believer knelt down on the ground without hesitation. "Since you are so pious, I won't punish you today." Li Cheng nodded with satisfaction: "Let me ask you, why did you come here today?"

"To... make Latania a saint?" The believer tried.

"You are right, but not completely." Li Cheng patted his shoulder and looked at the other believers at the same time: "Your mission this time, first, is to make Latania the Saint of Pain."

"Second, it is to restore the strength of Saint Latania, recast the glory of blood, and lead the Pain Sect to greatness again."

"Do you understand what I said?"

"Uh..." The believer nodded blankly: "You should understand."

"Since you understand, it will be easy." Li Cheng nodded, took out the small note that had been prepared long ago from his arms, and let the believers circulate it in turn: "Take a look, just read the contents of this paper later, remember, be pious."

"Be pious..." The believer looked at the note carefully, and his face became greener and greener: "Sir... Sir, you, what you wrote on it... Isn't it the prayer for the blood race to sacrifice to the scarlet ancestor?"

"Yes." Li Cheng nodded: "Otherwise, how can Saint Latania restore her strength?"

"You, what you mean is... let us recite prayers, sacrifice ourselves, and then enhance the power of the saint?" The more the believer said, the more ridiculous he felt: "Besides, we are not offering sacrifices to the Mother Goddess of Pain. "Sacrifice?"

"That's right." Li Cheng said frankly: "After you sacrificed, the Goddess of Pain reaped the pain, the Bloody True Ancestor gained the sacrifice, and Latania gained strength. A triple win was achieved in an instant. What a win-win situation. Good value for money.”

"Then...what about us?"

"You?" Li Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then solemnly patted the believer's shoulder: "You deserved your death, and you can rest in peace."

Cultist: "..."

God deserved his death!

Damn it, you can rest in peace!

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

They are all 37-degree mouths, why should your mouth be at absolute zero?

No, that's not right, you didn't get the Mother of Pain tattooed on her.

It was the Mother Goddess of Pain who gave you this tattoo!

"Why, aren't you willing?" Li Cheng asked again.

"Hehe, hehe." The corner of the believer's mouth twitched, and he was about to retort,

But I heard Li Cheng open his mouth again:

"I give you two choices. First, you sacrifice yourselves now. Second, I will continue to torture you. After you collapse and become numb and can no longer produce beautiful energy, I will do it myself and sacrifice you. ”

"By the way, you will also feel everything Mr. Carter has felt."

The words in the cultist's mouth stopped abruptly.

He almost collapsed and looked at Li Cheng, breathing heavily.

There were tears of humiliation in the corners of his eyes, he bit his lips lightly, and there were countless sorrows and sorrows between his brows.

On the one hand, he sacrificed himself, and on the other hand, he was sacrificed during difficult childbirth after being pregnant with twins for countless times.

The believer couldn't help but hug his head and shouted loudly:

"This question is too difficult!"

"I can't, I can't!"

"If you don't know how, then you can enjoy it later." Li Cheng smiled brightly and pointed behind him: "Look, how smart your companions are."

The believer looked along his fingers and saw that most of his colleagues had already stood up, using branches to draw a sacrificial array around them and reciting prayers.

The speed of movement was faster than when they performed painful prayers.

Some of them were competing with each other and speeding up, as if they were afraid that Lord Li Cheng would be dissatisfied if they sacrificed themselves too slowly.

"You...you..." The cultist was so angry that he couldn't help but say, "You're going to be involved in the infighting even if you commit suicide, right?"

Li Cheng showed a sunny smile again:

"Time is running out. For those who don't want to draw the formation, we have to continue, 10, 9, 8..."

Chapter 47 No, you even sacrifice yourself when you are in pain?

The lightless night is coming to an end, and the rising warm light touches the earth.

In the lonely forest beside Lake Altania, mysterious and ancient prayers are rising and falling.

This is an extremely strange picture.

Hundreds of suffering believers in purple sects gathered together, raising their hands in the air and praying devoutly.

But the hymn of prayer is not a canon of suffering.

It is the contract language of the blood clan.

"The deep shadow behind the first blood moon, you are the space above space, the infinity above infinity, the scarlet among scarlets!"

"You are the light of those who thirst for blood, you are the judge of the enemies of the night, you are everything."

"We hereby pray for your coming..."

In front of this group of pain cultists, there was a young man holding the hand of another girl, carefully looking for the grammatical errors of these cultists:

"The one in the third row, 11th from the left, there is something wrong with your pronunciation of this sentence."

"Fourth row, fifth from the right, the subject of your sentence is wrong."

While correcting, he would throw out an invisible blade, a fireball, or a child from time to time.

This group of believers were tortured unspeakably.

And the most outrageous thing is that the young man who directed them to recite the prayers turned out to be just a human.

"A human commanded a group of pain cultists to pray to the true ancestor of the vampire clan." Lilith covered her forehead and twitched the corners of her mouth: "Such a strange sight, I didn't even think there was anything wrong. Sure enough, my head was already Let Li Cheng lead him astray..."

After saying that, she held her head, found a tree and knelt down continuously.

"No, Lilith, you are a goddess, you are a goddess!"

On the other side, Latania's little hand was held by Li Cheng, her face flushed with embarrassment, her eyes wandering: "Li, Li Cheng, why do you know the rituals of our blood clan?"

"This." Li Cheng felt the sweat on her palms and chuckled: "Of course I checked it in advance. I told you a long time ago that I admire you very much, Master Tata. In order to help you, I Prepared for everything.”

"Admiration..." Latania's face instantly turned red to her ears: "I, you, I, why do you admire me..."

"Of course it's your unparalleled astonishing wisdom." Li Chengyi said sternly: "You are worthy of my admiration for being able to invent your own spells that are 100% accurate."

Latania:…

Although I'm very happy that you recognize my talent, you don't have to remind me that you hit me 100%, right?

On the other side, the chanting of the pain cultists finally came to an end.

Blood-colored mist surged out from under their feet, and the terrifying sticky feeling that penetrated into the bone marrow enveloped them all.

The rising sun gradually turned into a scarlet blood moon.

Bats flew from nowhere, chasing crows.

The whole forest seemed to be in another world.