The Villain Only Wants to Live a Buddhist Life2

Miss Moray nodded slightly: "That's good. After tonight, everything will change."

Scott also said excitedly: "As long as the goddess is resurrected, we will be the most devout followers of the goddess, and they will all sing praises to our name."

Miss Moray smiled slightly: "I don't have such a big ambition, I will be satisfied if I can kill all the heartless people in the world."

Scott: "..."

……

after awhile.

A person wearing a starfish holster appeared in Darke's field of vision.

After walking around those couples, he reached out and touched down, and there was an extra magic card at his fingertips.

"Magic call."

The last sound of the lovers disappeared completely.

- It's a "Forbidden Card"!

This discovery made Dak even more vigilant.

Those who can refine the "Forbidden Card" must be the best among the senior students.

It seems that not all members of this cult are as useless as Scott.

That Mr. Starfish didn't stop there.

He then took out an extremely small bottle, and his lips squirmed a few times, and a drop of crystal clear liquid was produced from the bottle.

Among the bound lovers, someone seemed to recognize the source of this drop of liquid, and suddenly struggled and roared.

But his voice had already been muted by the "speaking ban card", and there was no trace of it.

Mr. Hai Xing pursed his lips and smiled: "As expected of Antonio, he even knows Lost Soul Water."

The man struggled even more violently!

But Mr. Hai Xing flicked his fingers immediately, and the drop of soul-losing water was shot into the man's forehead.

The man stopped struggling in an instant, the pupils in his eyes dilated, and he lost his sanity.

……

Dak, who was hiding outside, frowned.

He found that he had encountered a knowledge blind spot again.

Lost soul water, what exactly is it?

……

It seems it's not just him.

Except for Antonio and the sixteen members of the religious order, the rest obviously didn't know what Lost Soul Water was.

But this did not prevent them from struggling desperately after seeing Antonio's end.

A few even managed to break the ropes and pounce on the cult members.

But without the magic card, they were suppressed again after only 2 minutes.

Mr. Hai Xing dripped the lost soul water on their foreheads one by one.

As the soul-losing water seeped into the brain, everyone lost their sanity.

Chapter 105 The Moon Goddess Opens Her Eyes

A total of 34 pairs of men and women, [-] people.

The religious group did not distinguish them, but moved them all into the sacrificial circle in front of the statue.

Under the influence of the soul-losing water, all the 34 people lost their sanity, became muddled, and their bodies were heavy.

However, the members of the religious order only used the magic wizard to suppress the resistance, and then quickly recalled it, and now they are also carried by manpower.

There are sixteen members of the religious order, and it is not slow to move two people per person.

It is still a pairing of couples, with their backs touching and the back of their heads close together.

After all the couples were settled, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Mr. Hai Xing said with satisfaction: "Everything is ready, all we need to do is wait for the bell to ring."

Then, the members of the order knelt down before the statue and prayed silently.

……

Outside the temple...

Dak poked his head out cautiously.

A total of 16 religious members all faced the statue and prayed earnestly.

Looking in from the outside, you can only see their backs.

"Maybe this is an opportunity?"

"If you use the "Wave of Evil", maybe you can knock them all down in an instant?"

Thoughts were spinning in Duck's mind.

But he finally denied himself.

The magic cards of the "Bliss" series will cause the power of the idol to pour back, so using it here is self-destructive.

And as long as one carelessness, let anyone in the sect react.

It is difficult for him, a first-year student, to benefit from it.

The most threatening one should be the starfish who is the central figure of the sect at first glance.

……

In fact, in this case, the best way should be to inform the professor.

Since Professor Kazel is unwilling to make a move for unknown reasons, then find another professor!

But time seems to be insufficient.

The sect looked like they were about to start a fight, and when the professors were called, everything might be cold.

After all, what are they trying to do?

Resurrection Goddess?

If you are so pious, why don't you go to the Holy Cult Mystery Academy?

And the so-called goddess is so easy to resurrect?

Duck found it incomprehensible.

The behavior pattern of this group of cult members reveals a weirdness.

"It's already about 10:[-] pm. They are probably waiting for twelve o'clock—the last moment of Holy Night—the moment when Halloween comes?"

"what should I do?"

"What can I do?"

Darke retracted his head and leaned his back against the wall to think quickly.

"What does the book say?"

"In such cases."

"First measure your strengths."

"Think about what you have?"

"What can be done?"

"Before you do it, think about the way out."

Slowly, Dak gradually had some ideas.

He gradually calmed down, the panic in his eyes quickly disappeared, and he became calm again.

Before that, he never expected that his psychological quality had been raised to this point.

Whether it was the last life or this life, he was not a person who could stand under a dangerous wall and think calmly.

But now, he seems to be able to separate his emotions and think objectively.

It is useless to be timid.

Anger is counterproductive.

He was like a child who suddenly breaks into a slaughterhouse.

Ready to snatch the butcher knife from the adults.

……

Time passed little by little.

The members of the church prayed silently at the beginning, and gradually prayed aloud.

What burst out of their mouths were unheard of languages ​​and prayers.

Clear and fast, divine and graceful.

Everyone's prayers seem to be different.

Like every instrument in a symphony.

Each group has its own rhythm, but the combination is the ultimate melody.

The prayers of the members of the church became sacred songs.

One after another the mantra cultures became entities, dancing around the idol.

It was a spell of white, black, and gold, with hints of glamorous pink.