The great elder looked at the believers standing below with a face full of compassion, "Today is the annual God Worship Festival, the day when the Witch God listens to the voices of the believers in the lower world. I am very happy that you choose to believe in the Witch God, and I am also very sad that the Witch God cannot lead you out of suffering now."

"There is always too much injustice and suffering in this world. You study hard, you work hard, and you carry on with your life. You think all roads lead to Rome, but you don't know that some people are already in Rome when they are born."

"There is a huge, unbridgeable gap between you and them, a gap you will never be able to make up for even if you work hard for several lifetimes. You have been sad, upset, and angry about this... but in the end, you can only return to helplessness and numbness."

"This is how the world is. People who work hard will only have a harder time and be more unfortunate! Facing so much oppression and humiliation in this world, you have worked hard! But have you ever thought, is this world really like this and cannot be resisted?"

"Are you really willing to be treated like a slave forever? Do you want to be trampled underfoot forever? Do you want your descendants to repeat the same miserable life?"

As the great elder spoke, the emotions of the believers below became increasingly excited.

Their faces were filled with anger and resentment, as if they were suffering from all kinds of injustice and pain, and these things were not what they wanted, but were imposed on them by others.

From the initial small discussions, it became a wave of noise.

Until someone shouted, "No, we don't want to! Why should they live a good life while we have to work like slaves? This is not fair! It's not fair!"

"Of course it's unfair! This world shouldn't be so cruel! It can be warmer and more humane." The elder changed the subject and said loudly: "From the moment you believe in the witch god, your misfortune will end! The witch god will lead us to create a true universal society, and then the world will belong to everyone!"

"Each of you can express different opinions, make your own choices, and live a happy life. Then you can drive away those good-for-nothings who are above you, appoint talented people to positions of power, and make the world a place for all!"

"Only this kind of world is fair, and only this kind of world truly belongs to you! Respect the old, and the young, as well as the old of others. Then there will be no more lonely old people, no more orphans in the world. Most importantly—"

"The God of War can also lead everyone to longevity! What can't be achieved in one lifetime, two lifetimes, three lifetimes, or eternal life? You can become the masters of this world and do whatever you want. The God of War will grant freedom and happiness to everyone!"

"Witch God! Witch God! Witch God!"

As if they were caught up in the wonderful life outlined by the great elder, the believers below became more and more excited.

Their faces flushed red, and they raised their arms and shouted, as if the witch god had arrived.

Song Tang was among them and could feel the intense emotional changes the most. At the same time, she also saw a large amount of faith power constantly flowing towards the statues on the altar.

She looked at the great elder on the stage, her brows furrowed so tightly that they could almost pinch a mosquito to death.

Compared with the cult leaders he had seen before, this elder was far inferior in rank, and even his ability to bewitch people was only average.

Song Tang dared to say that many scammers nowadays were more eloquent than this elder.

But the strange thing is that everyone listened and seemed particularly excited.

Song Tang looked at the faces around him, which were almost distorted due to excitement.

Something is wrong!

Song Tang quickly opened his third eye, and when he looked again, he found that everyone's body was covered with tiny white bugs.

This is... this is a bug that can control people's souls!

"It's the magic water!" Song Tang immediately realized that the problem was with the water.

When they arrived, there were people on the floats sprinkling water down all the time. After they reached the Shengxiantai, people who worshipped the shrine even prepared water for them.

Song Tang realized that there was something wrong with the water at that time, but she didn't take it seriously. This kind of thing was of no use to her.

He then quickly looked at Mingxin and Wei Yan who were not far away.

Mingxin was born into a Buddhist family and was influenced by Buddhism since childhood, which purified him naturally.

The little bugs can't get close at all!

Looking at Wei Yan's body again, although there was no trace of any martial arts skills, no insects came close to him.

Not only did they not dare to approach her, the insects also crawled at her feet, trembling as if they had met their natural enemy.

Moreover, after opening her third eye, Song Tang discovered that she suddenly had a familiar aura.

But this was obviously not the time to pursue these issues, as the great elder above was very satisfied with everyone's reactions.

He raised his arms and pressed them down slightly. The crowd, which had been boiling like water just now, instantly quieted down.

"Now, the sacrificial ceremony officially begins. Welcome the witch god!"

After the Great Elder finished speaking, he turned around and knelt down facing the Witch God.

Seeing this, the other believers knelt down without hesitation, shouting: "Welcome to the witch god!"

With the sound waves getting louder and louder, a large amount of power of faith flew above the altar.

"Offer a sacrifice!"

Sacrifice?

Just as Song Tang was wondering, dozens of believers in black robes soon appeared in the center of the square.

They held hands and formed a circle, which grew larger and larger, and the believers around them retreated as the circle expanded.

Soon there was an open space in the center, which was a huge circle with a diameter of about twenty meters.

Then, a rumbling sound was heard from below the circle.

There was a click and the ground cracked open. Soon a huge round iron cage shaped like a birdcage rose up.

The birdcage is about five meters high, with a solid round platform underneath.

"A few days ago, these people tried to sneak into the temple and disrespect the witch god!" The voice of the great elder came again, "Today we will use their blood to sacrifice to our witch god!"

"Kill them! Kill them! Kill them!"

There were almost insane sounds in my ears, and they were so excited as if they were not killing a person, but a chicken.

Song Tang looked at the four people in the cage with a sullen face. Who else could it be but Yan Fei and his companions?

No wonder they hadn't contacted her in the past few days. It turned out that she was caught accidentally.

After being captured, they must have contacted her through the Jade Seal, but this place is the dojo of the witch god and the eight elders.

Even if it is a false god, it is still possible to block the transmission of a small piece of information.

At this time, several people closed their eyes and sat close together with their backs to each other. Zhang Zhiqi's jade seal was emitting a faint light, indicating that the formation of the jade seal had been activated.

There were some bloodstains around, apparently they had been attacked.

However, in just a few days, Zhang Zhiqi had already conquered the Jade Seal.

Not bad, not bad! Song Tang nodded with satisfaction.

He looked at the disciples carefully. Apart from looking a little haggard, they did not seem to be injured.

Just when Song Tang breathed a sigh of relief, a rumbling sound was heard from the round platform again.

The circle near the outer edge of the platform sank, and when it came up again, there were ten giant wolves standing neatly on it!

Song Tang's face changed drastically. This was no ordinary wolf!

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