Why do you want to call me

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However, my current state is indeed very weak, so some methods have to be used.

The person in front of him was a puppet he had randomly created.

After she came to this city, she began to prepare.

The first is to form a Twilight Religion.

Yes, it is the Twilight Order.

Because since the incarnation of the Twilight Lord spread on the mysterious side, almost no forces would provoke the Twilight Cult.

Even the Holy See has gradually begun to learn how to shrink their necks.

So under such circumstances, one can imagine how nourishing the Twilight Order was.

The witch is pulling this banner to do things for her own convenience.

It just so happens that the Servant God also enshrines the Lord of the Twilight, so there is no conflict between the two.

With the support of the witch, this Twilight Cult actually has everything, and it is not weaker than those famous sects outside.

In the beginning, the witch even planned to corrupt the church in the slum as her stronghold.

And Cameron is the one he chose.

Break the seal of servant god with monstrous resentment.

And those gang members who bullied Cameron were actually subordinate units of the Twilight Order.

Everything did not appear suddenly, but premeditated.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the kin of the Twilight Lord and the juvenile gods around him disrupting his plan.

So the witch's plan has been missing a link.

Finally found a similar person in the mystery academy.

But unexpectedly, he met the god he once believed in again.

Thinking of this, the witch began to doubt her luck.

At the same time, I feel very incomprehensible in my heart that the entourage of the Lord of the Twilight is mixed with juvenile gods like Zhengshen.

So she planned to get in touch with this family member who had a strong aura of the Lord of Twilight, but she didn't dare to go there afterwards.

Because the witch is not sure whether this subordinate has betrayed the Lord of the Twilight, otherwise she will be thrown into a trap.

In the room, the middle-aged man answered cautiously with a cautious tone.

"My lord, I know all about it."

"I will definitely complete the things you have explained, and I will never dare to be careless."

The witch hummed incredulously.

Immediately, her figure disappeared into the dim room.

The middle-aged man lowered his head deeply and buried it for a long time.

There was almost deathly silence in the room, not even his breathing could be heard.

It wasn't until he was sure that he really left that he slowly raised his head.

It's just that there is no humble smile on his face at this moment.

Just for a moment, the originally flattering expression of the middle-aged man suddenly gave off a cold smell.

Horrible, hideous, and chilling.

"Ah……"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

This big

The person must have suffered an extremely serious injury, otherwise he would not have acted so strongly today.

In the past, she would just leave after a few words, and she would not say so much at all, and it was coercion and coercion at the same time.

It is obvious that he looks strong on the outside but capable on the inside.

But then he sighed in vain, and his straight back seemed to be broken one by one, and slowly drooped down.

What if I knew it?

Even if she was seriously injured, he couldn't pose any threat to her at all.

What's more, her family is also in her hands, so she doesn't know where they are hidden?

The middle-aged man walked to the exit, slowly opened the door, and then a bright light came in directly.

"My lord priest."

"Master Priest..."

What appeared in front of him was an incomparably vast hall.

However, although this place is spacious, it is very simple and crude, and it is obviously a temporary venue.

Countless torches were placed on the wall, and the flames were burning fiercely, illuminating the place brightly, like daylight.

From time to time, drops of water fell from the top of the head, and the figure of the mouse suddenly jumped out from the corner, as if frightened by the scene here, it turned its head and jumped back.

Countless believers with solemn faces squeezed the place tightly.

Amidst the crowds, they greeted and praised the priest together.

"Quiet."

The middle-aged man's voice was not very loud, but the moment he spoke, it seemed that the pause button was pressed.

The entire noisy scene was completely silent in an instant, only the sound of water drops falling quietly on the ground.

They looked up at the man with fanatical expressions.

As if he said to let everyone commit suicide at this moment, they would carry it out without hesitation.

Is this really a cult that believes in the Lord of the Twilight, or other gods?

Do not!

This is his sect alone!

There is only one voice in this congregation, and only one voice can be tolerated.

For this sect, the priest is their god.

The middle-aged man scanned the hall slowly, looking at the fanatical believers one by one.

All of this is actually due to the items and some spells given to him by the witch.

Feeling the hard things in his arms, he could clearly see that these believers had silk threads on their heads.

Countless thin threads shot up into the sky, and at the end was a book in his arms.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"My dear believers, we are about to have a new mission."

"Next, I ask you to find something, the more the better!"

"Please!"

The faces of the believers became more and more fanatical, and they raised their hands high and responded in unison.

All kinds of sounds merged into extremely ear-piercing turbulent waves, shaking the eardrum.

The middle-aged man's eyes were silent, watching the crowd rush towards the passages in all directions like a tide.

Soon the hall was empty, leaving him standing alone.

He took out the hard object in his arms, which looked like a gospel book.

It just looks like it has collapsed, but there are countless black substances moving slowly on it, linking them firmly together.

On the back of the Gospel, there is a long scratch.

This is given to him by the witch when they first met, saying that it has the power to control people's hearts.

But now, he really realized that this is indeed a book that can open hell.

……

"Wait, it's turning again..."

Ji Yan sensed the position of the mark, and unexpectedly changed direction again.

And looking at the direction, it turned out to be moving towards the wealthy district.

Ji Yan raised his eyebrows, he wants to see what this witch wants to do.

crow with

That is to say, he turned around and flew towards the brightly lit place.

The black figure pierced the sky like a sharp arrow.

……

"Squeak..."

The door was slowly pushed open by a petite figure.

After entering, he gently closed the door with his backhand.

"Arisa is back."

The father sitting on the sofa was reading today's newspaper. When he heard the movement, he looked up and saw that it was his daughter, and then said calmly.

"Yes, father."

Alisa took off the dusty round-toed shoes on her feet, and then looked at the very quiet hall with some doubts.

The dim candlelight was placed in the white lampshade, making it appear a little strangely pale.

At this moment, there is only my father in this hall, not even a servant can be seen.

"Father, where's mother?"

There was a hint of confusion in Alisa's blue eyes.

Hearing this, the father slowly put the newspaper in his hand on the table.

"She has something to do, take your brother and leave first."

"Mother left with brother?"

In the pale light, Alisa's eyes didn't know what color they turned into.

Like a beam of light shining on the deep ocean at night.

It was so gloomy that even her pupils seemed to be blurred and faint.