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The young soldier wanted to escape, but it was too late. The headless corpse had already pounced on him very fast, especially its arm transformed into a tentacles covered with suckers, like an octopus, powerfully Hold the young soldier tightly.

Then, a powerful force surged out from the tentacles, sending the young soldier directly into the gaping mouth of the corpse's abdomen, and a few clicks were heard, and the young soldier was swallowed directly.

Immediately afterwards, the headless corpse began to tremble violently, tiny tentacles grew under the skin all over its body, and then the whole body twisted and reorganized, from human to monster, and then from monster to human.

In the end, it turned into a monster covered with tumors, with a head like a goat and some human features.

The monster moved its neck, opened its mouth to reveal a mouth full of fangs, its eyes glowed scarlet, and said slowly in a low-pitched whisper: "Great mother, I praise you, you are the one who gave birth to all the dark forests of the forest." Mother of the goat, you are the darkness in the endless starry sky, the greatest Cthulhu..."

The sound became more and more indistinct towards the end, and the sound seemed to have an indescribable strange power. With its two sheep's hooves constantly tapping the ground, the doors or windows of nearby apartments opened one after another.

A resident of the French Empire appeared at the door and window, with numb eyes, staring blankly at the direction of the monster, and muttering something to himself at the same time, as if echoing.

Almost an hour had passed since the assassination, and it was not that no one noticed that there was a problem here. The communicator of the French Empire Guard Command kept calling for soldiers to assemble.

However, the entire capital of the Faran Empire did not know when it started, and the fog appeared. This fog was very thick, even if it was raining heavily in the sky, and the strong wind was blowing, the dense fog could not be blown away.

The temperature in early spring had risen quite a bit, but when the dense fog appeared, the temperature within the surrounding area dropped rapidly, and the roads and buildings even became frosty.

At the same time, in St. Peter's Basilica, Sanders, the former deputy head of the Crusaders, knelt in front of the icon. He only wore a pair of trousers, and the back of his upper body was full of scars.

Since Britannia's disappearance, he is the only one left in this crusading army, condemned by the Holy Cult of Light.

At the same time, Sanders was still whipping himself with the whip in his hand, with great force, without any relaxation.

Sanders' face was pale, his eyes were cold, his forehead was covered with sweat from the severe pain, and suddenly there was a rush of footsteps.

"Saunders! The Lord has felt your repentance, and now gives you a chance for redemption!"

The speaker was a burly middle-aged man, wearing a vintage silver armor, holding a huge warhammer in his hand, his golden beard was neatly groomed, his eyes were full of determination, his whole body It's like the embodiment of justice.

A trace of relief flashed deep in Sanders' eyes, he stood up slowly, lowered his head, and said, "Master Uther, please tell me how I should redeem him."

The Templar Knight Uther is the deputy head of the Knights Templar, known as God's Punishment, holds the Hammer of the Hallows Punishment, is one of the strongest members of the Holy Cult of Light, and is also outstanding among the powerhouses of the underground world famous.

The main task of his coming here is to investigate the suspected "pollution" situation in the French Empire, as well as the abnormal riots of the dark race.

On the contrary, the question about Sanders is only interrogated incidentally, and the final result needs to be reported to the high-level officials of the Holy Church of Light for a decision.

Of course, if Uther is willing to give Sanders a chance, the punishment on Sanders will certainly be greatly reduced.

Uther's eyes were serious, and he said in a deep voice: "The entire capital of the Faran Empire is shrouded in abnormal magic power. This situation is very similar to the invasion of evil gods mentioned in ancient books."

"What? Now that the rules of the world have changed and there is a strong suppression of Chaofan, how can there be evil gods?" Sanders was stunned for an instant, and said in disbelief.

You must know that if the rules of the world hadn't changed, Sanders thought he wouldn't have lost so badly. The horror of being able to arouse the full power of the holy artifact has already been clearly described in the classics.

Uther's expression was extremely serious, and he said in a deep voice: "This time, the seed of the evil god was born. It is called a black goat cub in the classics. Now it is the weakest just after birth. Once it is given enough time, It will become a terrifying clone of the evil god, allowing the will of the evil god to descend.

The ability of the black goat cub is not suppressed by the will of the world. It is mainly through hypnosis to control the mind of the sacrifice, so that the body will produce irreversible deformity.

The greater the number of these distorted sacrifices, the greater the power gained after the evil god descends, and the final result is that the entire world is completely swallowed up. "

Sanders gasped, feeling uneasy, and asked, "What can I do?"

With a cold face, Uther said: "There is a lack of high-end combat power now, so I can only let you, a sinner, also dispatch to search for targets, and we must not let the black goat cubs grow up.

And I'm going to the palace right now, so that the French Empire officials can also send the National Church Knights to help. "

After a little hesitation, Sanders agreed decisively, because this was his last chance.

After leaving St. Peter's Basilica, Sanders couldn't help shivering. The icy fog filled the entire city, and he couldn't see anything five steps away.

Sanders can even feel that there seems to be some kind of weird evil hidden in this fog, which is constantly eroding his heart.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, and silently recited the scriptures of the Holy Cult of Light in his heart, and slowly walked into the depths of the fog, relying on instinctive prompts to move towards the most evil place.

At the same time, the deformed monster called the black goat cub had grown to more than two meters, the skin tumors on its body broke open, and octopus-like tentacles emerged.

The civilians closest to it have now gathered around, chanting words in their mouths.

"You are the source of all darkness, you are the abyss of stars from the heavens, we will always praise you, the great Cthulhu, Satogua, and the existence whose name cannot be spoken and whose eyes cannot be looked directly at.

The great mother of the black goat, Shabu Nicholas, you have bred countless black goat cubs, and the forest black goat will prosper forever. "

The mysterious prayer was recited over and over again, and after each recitation, some light gray gas would emerge from the bodies of these civilians, gather together on the top of the black goat cub, and then be deeply sucked by it, All inhaled into the body.