In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

Purification Mantra?

Purifying Mantra!

Bai Wu pondered for a while and felt a little confused. Wasn’t this a spell to purify the body? Where did the body go?

Immediately he became furious and asked, "System, you idiot, are you taking money to do bad things?"

That’s two thousand points, not two lollipops!

He opened his backpack and found a skill book lying quietly inside with the three words "Purifying Mantra" written on it.

"System, can this skill book be returned?"

"Yes, but consumable items are not refundable."

Compared to the thoughtfulness when issuing event tasks, the system at this time is like a ruthless scumbag.

The white fog was filled with grief and anger.

“It is recommended to read the skill effects before giving feedback.”

The system kindly reminded.

White Mist clicks on the skill book:

"Purifying God Spell: A special attack skill that purifies all gods in the world. No god is left unkilled. Wherever the light passes, all traces of gods will be annihilated. The more mana you input, the more powerful the Purifying God Spell will be. The more gods it kills, the more powerful it will be."

Wow, this is definitely a magical skill!

Bai Wu blinked.

He coughed, and a hint of anger suddenly appeared on his face:

"Look at you. You didn't tell me about this great skill earlier. I misunderstood you. Don't do this again next time."

system:"......"

This skill is simply a priceless treasure in the current context of the invasion of gods. Two thousand points are nothing to him. He is willing to drain all his points.

Bai Wu slapped his hand on the Purifying God Spell, and the ancient skill book took effect immediately. The book turned into golden light and flowed into the palm of his right hand.

A slight burning sensation came, and a golden rune appeared on the palm of my hand.

The runes were not the 2D runes he usually saw in Taoist scriptures, but 3D runes that gave a sense of space at a glance, as if a space had been opened up in the palm of his hand.

After a few seconds, the rune disappeared.

He couldn't understand it, but he was shocked.

He input a trace of magic power into the rune, and a faint golden light spread out from his palm, covering the entire room as he wished.

He stretched out his left hand and tentatively touched the golden light, but he didn't feel anything, not even the temperature.

He was somewhat impatient to verify the effect of this purification spell.

Recalling the two servants of God he met today, Bai Wu took out his cell phone.

"Captain Xu, are the two servants of God we captured today still there?"

"Yes, they are. In order to prevent them from waking up and committing suicide, they have been using drugs to keep them asleep."

"Okay, I'll be right over."

After finding out the address of the hotel where the Xuanguang team would be staying, which was near Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School, Bai Wu and Bai Ge said hello and went out.

Perhaps it was because of the appearance of a spirit in Yangcheng and then its death, but he felt that there were many more people on the street than before.

Some people even went to the milk tea shop on Xuefu Road specifically to see where the spirits came out.

"Captain Xu, where is the person?"

When he arrived at the hotel, Bai Wu ran into Xu Sheng who was coming towards him.

"I've opened a room for them to stay in. What do you want to do?"

Xu Sheng was a little confused about his intentions.

"Don't tell me yet, you will know later."

Bai Wu did not tell anyone his purpose. It would be embarrassing if the God-Purifying Spell was useless to the servant of God.

Xu Sheng took him to the room of the two servants of God, where a man and a woman were lying on their respective beds, sleeping with their eyes closed.

Bai Wu raised his hand towards the cook who was knocked unconscious by him. The magic power in his dantian surged and powerful magic power rolled out.

In order to prevent the power of the Purification Spell from being too weak due to insufficient magic power, he directly output one tenth of the magic power in his Dantian.

A majestic golden light burst out from his palm and enveloped the gangster.

Xu Sheng, who was following behind, saw the golden light and for some reason, a thrill arose in his heart, but it disappeared in an instant and no one knew where it came from.

The Purification Mantra lasted for about half a minute before the white mist stopped.

"Captain Xu, is there any way to wake this guy up?"

Xu Sheng frowned. "It's possible, but once he is awakened, I'm worried that he will immediately give his life force to the gods and commit suicide."

Although the servants of God can be said to have surrendered to the gods, they are still the people of the Xia Kingdom.

As for their attitude, Qinglong Mansion has always been to rescue them if they can erase their memories, and forget about it if they really can't save them.

After all, becoming God's servants is not necessarily their own will.

"You try to wake him up first. If that doesn't work, I'll help him fall asleep again."

Bai Wu placed his fist behind the middle-aged cook's neck.

"Okay, I'll do it."

Xu Sheng nodded. Compared with the two servants of God, Bai Wu’s opinion was naturally more important.

He walked up to the cook and punched him lightly on the back of the head, waking up his dormant soul.

"Hey, it hurts."

One punch and the effect is immediate.

The cook opened his eyes dazedly, and put one hand to the back of his head and the other to his chest.

Why do these two places hurt so much?

After a while, when his mind was almost clear, he found two men standing beside him, one with a ferocious look and the other with an expectant expression.

He suddenly shuddered, shrank his body, and subconsciously picked up the quilt on the bed to cover himself.

"Who the hell are you and what do you want to do?!"

He looked around with caution; the obvious hotel decoration style made him feel cold.

Two grown men, coma, hotel, strong man locked up a man, man on top of man, ...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and his hand, which was covering his chest, reached down tremblingly.

"call."

Feeling that his stomach was still tight, the cook breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhou Zhizhao, do you still remember why you came to Yangcheng?"

Seeing his state, Xu Sheng was greatly surprised and couldn't help but ask.

The reaction of God's servants when they awaken will not be like this. Under the control of the gods, their own emotions are completely suppressed, and they will only show the emotions they need.

The man in front of him didn't look like he was controlled by a god, and the aura of a god lingering around him had disappeared without a trace.

"How do you know my name?"

Zhou Zhizhao remained vigilant.

"Zhou Zhizhao, male, 37 years old, from Shanjiang, working in the kitchen of Zishan Hotel..."

Xu Sheng read out his information on his mobile phone. As soon as Zhou Zhizhao was brought back, his information had already been investigated clearly.

"You are now suspected of a crime. Confess the truth."

Zhou Zhizhao was stunned and quickly explained: "I saw on the Internet that there is a reservoir in Yangcheng with big fish, so I came here to fish. How can I be suspected of committing a crime?"

“Heh, Shanjiang is hundreds of kilometers away from Yangcheng, and you just come here to fish?”

"Yup!"

Isn't it normal for a fisherman to travel hundreds of kilometers just to catch a fish?

"Advisor Bai, he should have escaped from the control of the gods and become a servant of the gods."

Xu Sheng said affirmatively, then turned to look at the white fog in disbelief.

How could he directly eliminate a person's belief in gods?

The Qinglong Mansion has tested it many times, and this so-called belief is deeply rooted in the hearts of God's servants. Even if dozens of psychologists swung their hoes and smoked, they couldn't hoe it out.