The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

"Tili people are never afraid of death!"

"The glory of God will shine forever on Usman~"

"Uh-huh, my mouth is blocked! Let us go! Devil!"

Some people are very stubborn, some people are very aggrieved——

"God! Whether you're asking questions or interrogating or whatever, at least use a fucking language we can understand. Damn it! Fuck Fuck!"

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you~"

"You bastard who deserves to go to hell! You are not a devil at all! You are a madman!"

Lao Wang was silent for a while, looked at the corpses, and then turned to Li Cang: "I didn't turn on the translator just now, did I?"

"What do you think?"

"Okay, I apologize." Lao Wang knocked down the one who yelled the loudest with a hammer. The expression on his face was so happy and ferocious, "Then, let's continue the question, who are you all?! Come on! I said it!”

The person who was dragged out was a big man with grape-colored hair wearing a bearskin waistcoat decorated with various bone products. Lao Wang + translator filled his ears with magic sounds in 11 languages. The big man didn't even think about it when he was called again by Lao Wang. A hammer was knocked down.

"Mother Xipi, you are chasing me so hard, and now you are pretending to be dumb with your father? You will be next!"

Bang!

"Next!"

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, there were already more than a dozen corpses on the ground. Lao Wang spat and dragged out another person.

The man looked at the corpse on the ground and then at the hundreds of companions behind him. The soles of his feet were as soft as cotton. There was a pool of water in his crotch, and his face was smeared with tears. His psychological defense collapsed: "Oh, oh, what are you asking about?" I will tell you, don’t kill me. Spare my life.”

Bang!

Lying down again.

The remaining one hundred or so people did not dare to take a breath for fear of being dragged out and beaten with a hammer.

So scary!

This is a crazy batch!

If you are tortured, you should at least ask questions.

Just one word from beginning to end, say!

What to say?

Then you fucking ask!

Lao Wang pulled out another lucky person from the crowd. Referring to the previous cases of his companions who died meaninglessly like ants, this person was motivated by the desire to survive and spoke like popping beans: "My name is Alexander I am a free man, 43 years old. I hunt for a living. I am a good person. I have never done anything bad except killing the Usman dog. I have an eighty-year-old mother above me. Poof."

Blood flowed everywhere!

Dead!

Another damn one dies!

More than a hundred people almost peed on the spot, and the smell was pungent.

The old dynasty Li Cang nodded and dragged someone out of the crowd for the unknown number of times: "Tsk, this won't work. Real Gil has no backbone. That's enough. Teacher Cang, you ask, there will never be a lie this time." !”

Compared to Lao Wang, who had a ferocious face and killed people without blinking an eye, Li Cang seemed to be significantly less dangerous. The guy who was dragged out tried his best to shuffle towards Li Cang, his eyes filled with the desire to survive.

"Well, then tell me why you attacked us first?"

After listening to the translation, the handsome boy with black hair and blue eyes in his twenties suddenly tightened his legs. The shit and piss in his crotch were almost wet, and he did not dare to speak.

Lao Wang's eyes squinted, and the young man immediately put away his hesitant gesture of umming and umming, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Because, because you are devils"

"No, no, it's not us, it's the city-state of Tili that has pronounced the verdict. You people on the alien meteorite islands are all devils. You will summon terrifying zombies and monsters, and you will also turn into the appearance of the people in our memories to seduce us. Depraved, he can also use evil witchcraft to summon evil spirits."

"We don't want to either. We are protecting ourselves."

"Oh?" Li Cang asked: "Have there been many so-called 'foreign meteorite islands' here? Are there people like us?"

"Many, many! Every month!"

The young man stammered and spoke incoherently, which caused great difficulties for the already weak translator.

"We have come here twice this month. The last group of demons were sent to the stake by the Usman Tribunal. A total of two hundred of them were slaughtered by the demons! It is said that the flesh and blood covered a kilometer of land!"

As he talked, the young man seemed to gradually forget his fear, and there was an emotion called faith and piety in his eyes.

"The referee said that it was because the Usmans' faith was not pure enough that they invited the devil to kill them! The devil covets our lives and city, and is trying every means to invade the city-state of Tili. Prayer and holy water cannot destroy the devil, but the tribunal and the holy fire oil can!"

"The Inquisition has existed for 220 years. It has led us step by step to establish the city-state of Tili. It might have led us out of this land of imprisonment, but we were betrayed by these damn Usmans. These damn Usmans have devilish intentions. The blood, the blood of the devil, is the same as you, the same as you!"

"It's getting more and more outrageous." Lao Wang kicked the young man over and said with a frown, "I don't think you should waste your time with them, Teacher Cang. These Taima are just a bunch of lunatics. They won't be brainwashed for three or five generations." No one can imagine this effect.”

Tai Xiaoyi and Li Leisi also looked shocked and confused.

What the hell, mass hysteria?

"Ah, don't kill me, don't eat me, the glory of God will shine forever on Tibei!" Under the horrified gaze of the young blue-eyed handsome boy, a dogleg came over, but instead of killing him, he killed him. Lift him up and let him sit up, "Huh??"

Li Cang rubbed his temples, feeling so tired.

"Do you have devil blood? What is it like? Which Usman is it? Point out one to me."

"He, he is! So are the two next to him! Usman has the mark of the devil on his arm!"

Li Cang took a look, and his expression suddenly became strange.

"You said that coin pattern is the mark of the devil?"

"right!"

"What about this?"

The mini prayer interface rose from Li Cang's arm.

"Hiccup~"

The pupils of his blue eyes were dilated and he rolled his eyes. He fell to the ground and fainted from fright.

The four of them, Li Cang, looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing what to say at all.

Lao Wang dragged out the identified Usman: "Come on, come on, tell me!"

The man said in horror: "The Usmans were also Tili people. Until 110 years ago, such marks appeared on the arms of our ancestors. The Tili people said that we were slaves of the devil. They massacred us, drove us out of the city or used us as slaves. , we didn’t do anything. Even if the parents have marks, the babies may not have marks as well. The marks are just an excuse for the Tili people to enslave us!”

"Wait!" Li Laisi frowned, "110 years ago? The Inquisition was established 220 years ago? How long do you think you have been surviving on this land?"

"In the year 236." The man looked like he was scared out of his wits. He spoke quickly but in a coherent manner: "The Bible records that since the earth was divided, we were imprisoned on this floating land. As of this year, it is already 236 years!”

Li Leisi suddenly took out her mobile phone and flicked on the screen to show Li Cang.

[Date record: Day 237]

emmmm, today is the 237th day of the disaster.

I'm full, I'm full, the chapter numbers are wrong.

Chapter 458 followed by Chapter 459 was written as Chapter 549, but it turned out that the rest was all wrong. If someone hadn’t reminded me today, I wouldn’t have discovered it, hiccup!

I will revise it later. Of course, the content in the chapter will be fine.