Chapter 428: No Gods Within the Dragon Country (Part 1)
The woman named Twelve looked at the ape-like and tiger-like monsters slowly approaching with a grave expression. Her gaze swept over the two cultists driving the car, and then she was the first to speak, asking, “Two Divine Envoys, what should we do in this situation?”
Following Twelve’s question, the refugees all looked to the two cultists, their eyes filled with various emotions: hope, trust, pleading, and more. It seemed that in their eyes, these veteran cultists could solve all their problems.
“Don’t panic! The [Divine Master] will bless everyone. Stay in your cars.”
One of the veteran cultists snorted coldly, then was the first to exit the car. The other cultist also exited the car in perfect sync. Both of them donned black cloaks that emitted a faint, ethereal glow, seemingly made of some alchemical item.
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“Roar?”
The Ghost Tiger Demons that were roaring at them also approached, sniffed them twice with their heads lowered, then waved their hands impatiently and turned to lumber towards the vehicles. Their gaping maws and fangs seemed even more terrifying and ferocious under the beating rain.
Inside the car.
“Really, the Divine Envoys aren’t afraid of those monsters. As expected, the Divine Envoys didn’t lie to us,” exclaimed a rather skinny young man with a surprisingly youthful appearance, filled with surprise.
Beside him, the long-haired man who resembled a penniless painter also showed a faint smile on his face, saying confidently, “We’re saved. I knew that they could help someone like me, who has no talent, cultivate into an Intermediate Stage Warrior in two days. The Divine Envoys are so much more useful than those government people.”
“That’s right, my old woman’s leg injury has also been healed. It’s said that it costs hundreds of yuan to ask a pastor at the hospital for treatment!”
“By the way, why are the Divine Envoys watching those monsters approach us? Why are they still smiling…”
“Lord of the Gods protect us, don’t be corrupted by evil spirits…”
“Lord of the Gods…”
Various discussions filled the car, as if they believed that talking amongst themselves could reduce the fear of the approaching Tiger Demons. Some even began to pray to the so-called [God].
Twelve looked at these Shallow Believers with an unnatural expression, her fists tightening involuntarily. She said to the Mr. Glasses next to her in a low voice, “These people are all from the lower strata of society. The Ancient God Sect uses methods that overdraw a lot of lifespan to help them get what they desire, and they might even frequently use mental suggestion – we need to act. They’ve gone mad.”
“Wait a moment longer… This action is clearly a test to see if there are any spies. They can’t possibly deal with these civilians for real,” Mr. Glasses lightly adjusted his glasses, watching the outside without changing his expression, his eyes narrowing repeatedly.
One could only pray that the Ancient God Sect’s test would end soon. They possessed alchemical items that concealed their auras. Although the level wasn’t high enough, it was highly probable that they wouldn’t be discovered.
“The group leader should have locked onto our position already. It’s right to watch for now, after all, we’re not sure if there are any Bishop-level figures locking onto us.” Twelve nodded, then lowered her head and rhythmically fiddled with the button, which was a communicator to locate and call for help, capable of directly sending a strong distress signal.
While the two were talking, those [Divine Envoys] were dressed in black jackets with great tacit understanding, quietly watching the scene. The Slim Monkey Shadow, who had communicated with Su Jiu earlier, cupped his hands and whispered into the car, “Those monsters are a test from the gods. Only by passing the test can you obtain true happiness and the strength and money you desire…”
“A test from the gods?”
The previously panicked crowd heard this and began to look around again, trying to find validation in the eyes of their companions. Even if they realized they might have been deceived, the sunk cost made them more inclined to believe the Ancient God Cultists.
“Ahhh—”
While these people were eagerly awaiting rescue, a tragic scream suddenly erupted from the vehicle in front. Immediately, everyone present saw an old man, half white-haired, being pulled out of the car window by the Tiger Demon’s furry black hand.
With a “crack,” the person’s neck was instantly snapped. The monster then let out two strange laughs before opening its huge mouth and swallowing the old man’s head, making a crunching sound as if eating a watermelon.
“Is that Old Zhao? He was dragged out by those monsters?! It… it ate Old Zhao?”
Seeing the monsters getting closer, the person who had just spoken pointed at the vehicle in front with sudden terror. He recognized the person as a fellow villager.
The Ancient God Cultists merely showed amused smiles, while the Slim Monkey Shadow grinned and put his hands in his pockets, saying with a faint smile, “Unfortunately, this believer’s faith was not pure enough and was eliminated early.”
In the third car, after witnessing that scene, Twelve and Mr. Glasses looked at the Tiger Demons getting closer and closer outside the window, their expressions becoming increasingly grave.
These Ancient God Cultists seemed to genuinely intend to kill the ordinary civilians with these monsters.
Twelve put down the button, her gaze fixed on a Tiger Demon only two meters away from their car. She said to Mr. Glasses in a low voice, “The signal has been sent. They should arrive in about twenty minutes, brother…”
She paused again and continued, “There are about thirty ordinary civilians here. We can’t just watch them die.”
Mr. Glasses leaned back in his chair with a wry smile, looking at the two Intermediate Stage War General level Tiger Demons less than a meter away. He sighed again, patted Twelve’s head, and stood up, saying:
“Of course, we can’t betray our past vows.”
That day, under the Baiyeo, they raised their hands and swore an oath to the national emblem, pledging eternal loyalty to the people…
“Stop praying. The gods won’t save you. There are no gods within the Dragon Country; they are just some monsters!”
Immediately after, Twelve and Mr. Glasses exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with murderous intent. They produced a half-meter long cleaver and shouted, the sound spreading throughout the vehicle.
“Twelve, I can probably only hold out for ten minutes. There are too many monsters here. Find a chance to get these people out of the encirclement.”
Seeing the Shallow Believers who had been shocked into silence, the man wearing glasses, who resembled an office worker, took a deep breath and lightly nodded his eyebrows. A white light flashed, revealing crimson scales on his face.
A faint aura of flames coiled around his body, and under the shroud of this scarlet flame, the crimson color in his eyes deepened.
Looking at the Tiger-faced monsters, several times larger than those in “Rise of the Planet of the Apes,” approaching, the people in the car almost all tightly closed their eyes. Some also looked at Mr. Glasses with shocked expressions, never expecting that someone among them could use “divine power.”
Several Tiger Demons had already appeared outside the car. Their large, black, furry arms, under the car lights, even showed fragments of unknown biological tissues, sending chills down everyone’s spine.
“Seeking death!”
Seeing a long arm reaching into the car, Mr. Glasses smiled faintly, then lunged his short sword, wrapped in flames, forward. Instantly, blood splattered everywhere, followed by a long-lasting tiger roar – “Roar!”
Then, he broke through the door and, without any hesitation, swung his short sword towards the black shadow behind him. In an instant, he was fighting four Tiger Demons, his sword shadows constantly clashing with their thick arms.
“Kūn Gate – Guard.”
Twelve also stepped out of the car, formed a hand seal, and used her External Qi to shield the three vehicles. She gravely watched the Ancient God Cultists, considering it the worst-case scenario if any Bishop-level figures or Shadows appeared among them.
“Heh heh, as expected, someone wants to sneak in. You’re quite good-looking, little girl. I might let those beasts spare your life then.”
As Twelve was casting defensive skills on the other vehicles attacked by the Tiger Demons, a sinister laugh slowly sounded from the Slim Monkey Shadow in the rainy night.
Twelve did not speak, unwilling to provoke the enemy at this moment. She only hoped that her leader and the others would capture the Bishop on the train they were in and come to their aid sooner.
Seeing Twelve’s silence, the Slim Monkey Shadow chuckled, whistled at the Tiger Demons, and then, under the gaze of the people in the cars, slowly raised his hand. After a moment, he furiously waved it down, and as his palm fell, a killing intent filled his cold shout:
“Break through these shields! There’s more meat to eat tonight!”
As soon as his shout fell, the Tiger Demons that were still standing on the abandoned buildings suddenly smashed down from mid-air onto the energy shields. Dull thuds, accompanied by a tune of despair, echoed in the rainy night.
Screech! Screech!
The moment the Slim Monkey finished shouting, the black shadows, carrying the stench of the fist winds, pounded the energy shield overwhelmingly. The sudden muffled sounds, like the beating of huge drums, turned the faces of the people inside the cars pale, as if they were corpses.
“Brother! Block some…”
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Twelve bit her silver teeth fiercely, placing one hand on the other, even using her phantom form. Only then could she barely stabilize the shaking energy shield.
“Alright. 峮柳$冷鸸迩⑶肆捌覇⒋”
Hearing Twelve’s words, the man wearing glasses’ eyes sharpened, and he leaped up directly, entering the phantom form fusion. His slightly oily hair shot straight up, resembling a hedgehog’s.
His short sword, like a fire-breathing giant python, seemed to have several times more power. Then, his figure flickered continuously as he stabbed towards the Tiger Demons that were smashing down, trying to relieve the pressure on Twelve.
“It’s useless… the Black-clad Bishop and the Lord Bishop will be here soon.”
Watching the two fight back with a quiet smile, the Slim Monkey Shadow shook his head and said. The reason he didn’t participate was to capture the two with minimal casualties.
Just as the battle here reached its climax, a figure sitting on a pile of corpses three to four stories high slowly stood up, flicked the ice-laced long sword in his hand, and also darted forward.
Under the flickering streetlights, a golden cross hung shallowly on his neck, with a hint of blood and luster…
