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It has to be said that although Yue Cen feels that this so-called high priest is like a person in a pyramid scheme organization who is responsible for brainwashing, but in this situation, everyone is in danger, and many survivors actually choose To believe him.

Among these survivors, Liu Tong was also included.

"High Priest, I am willing to join the religion. I have seen the power of the prophet, and I am willing to contribute my faith to the prophet."

Liu Tong stood up from the ground and spoke to the so-called high priest, with some pleading in his tone.

"Liu Tong, what are you doing? Don't believe these gods and ghosts. They are all fooling people. When you come back, I will protect you!"

Zhao Wen stretched out his handcuffed hands and gently grabbed Liu Tong's arm, trying to pull him back.

Liu Tong shook him off and said impatiently:

"Zhao Wen, don't block my way. We are not the same people! I want to believe in the prophet now. This is my own decision. What does it have to do with you? Oh, you are still talking about protecting me. Let me see you first Just mind your own business!"

Hearing Liu Tong's words, Zhao Wen was stunned for a moment, and then he sighed with hatred for iron.

"I stop you because I treat you like a brother. Just believe whatever he says. He says he can dance to the great heights and can get a weasel on his body. Do you believe it all!? Now that you have joined this so-called religion, how can you Know what he will ask you to do!”

"Yes, I believe whatever the prophet says. Even if the prophet asks me to kill someone, I will do it! As long as I can survive, I can do anything. This is my own business and has nothing to do with you."

Liu Tong glanced at Zhao Wen and said coldly.

Hearing this, Zhao Wen suddenly understood that Liu Tong's joining the religion did not necessarily mean that he believed in the so-called prophet. He just wanted to kick them away and find a new and more powerful backer.

Zhao Wen knew that they were not the same people after all. He then retracted the hand he wanted to extend and said:

"Okay, Liu Tong, this is your choice, I won't interfere."

Liu Tong stopped caring about Zhao Wen. He ran to the priest, looked at him eagerly, and begged:

"High Priest, do you think I can join the religion?"

The high priest looked at him with satisfaction, looking like a father looking at his son, then put his hand on Liu Tong's head and patted his head gently.

"You can become a Christian."

After saying that, he asked the man in black robe behind him to drag him up from the ground and unlock the handcuffs.

"Who else is willing to believe in the prophet with us? Those who know the current affairs are heroes. It is not too late to join the religion now!"

Hearing this, many survivors were still hesitant at first. After seeing Liu Tong's actions, they all bowed to the priest regardless of the situation.

Only Zhao Wen and the others remained motionless, looking completely uninterested in joining the religion.

Seeing more and more survivors joining the religion, the priest showed a satisfied look. He gave a few instructions to his men in black robes. Those men in black robes obeyed his orders and left first.

The priest's eyes swept across Zhao Wen and others, and when he saw their stubbornness, he snorted from his nose.

Scanned by his sinister eyes, Yue Cen felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, after a while, the men in black robes came back. They dragged a prison cart out, and what was locked in the cage was a mutated monster.

"Our doctrine is to be kind to believers and cruel to ignorant people. This world has always belonged to the strong and smart people. Useless guys are not worthy of living in this world and waste our resources.

"Benevolence and equality are always illusions and will only hinder human progress!"

The priest sneered and looked at them condescendingly.

Realizing what he wanted to do, Zhao Wen moved to stop Yue Cen and others behind him, and then whispered to them:

"Fuck, this guy is a complete lunatic!"

The priest's eyes passed over them one by one, as if looking for suitable prey. His piercing gaze was like a knife scratching Zhao Wen. Zhao Wen thought that he was going to choose himself, so he had closed his eyes and was ready to wait for his fate.

Unexpectedly, the priest pointed his finger and chose another unknown survivor next to him.

"Go, pull him over and prove our doctrine!"

Soon, several men in black robes obeyed the priest's orders and pulled the survivor up from the ground.

The survivor was forcibly pulled up. He was angry and a little desperate. He kept shouting:

"What do you want to do! What do you want to do, a bunch of evil cultists!"

The survivor struggled desperately to escape, but was held by several men in black robes and forced to the prison car.

With a wave of the priest's hand, a man in black robe opened the prison car, and then they threw the survivors heavily into it.

As soon as the survivors were thrown into the prison car, before they had time to escape, the man in black robe locked the prison car again.

"Fuck, let me out, let me out!"

Just as he screamed in despair, the monster had already pounced from behind. It grabbed the survivor's shoulders, bit his arm, pinned him down, and violently tore off his entire arm.

The survivors screamed in despair, and the monster seemed to be more excited by the shouts, burying its head and feasting.

The survivor could still roar at first, but then his voice became weaker and weaker. Finally, he finally stopped completely, leaving only his eyes wide open, full of pain and despair.

The whole scene was so bloody that even though Zhao Wen had a strong psychological quality, he almost felt like vomiting.

What kind of religion is this? This is simply a group of perverts who found a reason to carry out crazy massacres!

"Well, this is our doctrine. Those who believe in us are the masters, and those who resist us and do not believe in us are just poor slaughtered people. Everyone, think about it carefully."

The expression on the priest's face was distorted, as if he had watched a wonderful show, and his whole face turned red.

Seeing the tragic situation of the previous person, more than half of the survivors quickly begged the priest to let them join the religion, constantly proving their loyalty.

Liu Tong's face turned pale with fright, and he became more determined to gain a foothold in the Prophet Cult.

He would rather be a ruthless butcher than a piece of meat left to be slaughtered on the chopping board!

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yue, do you want to join this sect?"

Seeing more and more survivors choosing to compromise, Zhao Wen asked them calmly.

Ding Yu didn't speak. Although she was quite frightened and her face turned pale, as if she were a paper man, she still shook her head heavily in the end.

The same goes for Yue Cen.

Although survival is often the greatest instinct of human beings, for some people, some things are more important than the survival instinct.

Zhao Wen saw this and showed a miserable smile:

"Okay, I won't join this bunch of beasts taught by the bullshit prophet. Just die. It's best if you die so you can fight with the bullshit gods they believe in."

After recruiting a large group of believers, there were only eight people present, including Yue Cen and the other three who were unwilling to join the religion.

These eight people were all prepared to face death as if they were home, ready to face their own death.

But the priest obviously wanted to keep them alive for a while longer. He waved his hand and asked the men in black robes to escort the eight people back to the prison.

When Yue Cen was escorted back to the prison, she heard the priest's sinister laughter and his devilish whisper:

"How can the prey die all at once? It must be kept and tortured slowly."