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Chapter 212 Pilgrim Area
"Interesting, I didn't expect you to be able to survive such a reckless summoning of demons. You are really lucky. I prepared for weeks to summon Bazar, and read more than a dozen classic books before I made up my mind. "

Under the dim candlelight, Rhodes looked at Kleis and Tirat beside him with great interest.

"Given your rising value, it looks like I'm going to have to reconsider my attitude towards you."

As a demon warlock, he could also see Titra summoned by Kles, and at this moment, Zhou Ze also saw what Rhodes called the demon ally Bazar through Kles' eyes.

Bazar's ordinary image is not much different from Tirat in terms of size, but its shape is even weirder.

The upper body is a bit like a twisted thread ball with countless eyes, while the lower body is like a wisp of black smoke, wrapping around Rhodes' neck or arms from time to time.

Just looking at this thing makes people feel scared, and Rhodes is really brave, and his expression is calm when he is wrapped around his neck.

As if he had noticed Kles' gaze, countless pairs of eyes of the demon Bazar suddenly focused on him. The eyes of each pair of eyes were filled with what seemed to be real malice, which caused Kles' mental value to drop by a whole lot. small cut.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, Bazar doesn't like to be stared at, be careful that he gouges out your eyes."

Rodpi said with a smile: "Although your demon is not weak, it probably won't offend another high-level demon just to save you from some minor punishment. To be honest, I don't want it either." You and Bazaar are having a bad time."

Kress quickly withdrew his gaze from Bazar.

"This guy is a bit dangerous, let's go quickly."

Tirat leaned into Kress's ear and whispered: "I originally thought he was a low-class little devil, but he didn't expect that his rank seemed to be not much lower than mine. I just haven't heard of a guy named Bazar in the abyss. I guess. It's a fake name."

I thought Tirat was so strong, but I didn't expect to be persuaded when I saw Rhodes' demon Bazar.

While Zhou Ze despised Tirat, he was also surprised that Rhodes' strength was astonishing, far beyond his expectation.

Tirat's combat power is close to [-]. If Bazaar can make it so fearful, it must have a higher combat power. In addition, Rhodes himself also has good knowledge of magic. Wouldn't it be great if he can be a temporary teammate? Is it equivalent to having a combatant with a strength of tens of thousands?

But think about it another way.

Even Rhodes, who has a strength of tens of thousands, is afraid of being chased by those cultists.

How terrifying are the cult forces in the Lost City?
"Now it seems that a combat power of [-] is not particularly strong. It is estimated that the combat power ratings of the old rulers are all in units of [-] million."

The comprehensive combat power rating of ordinary people is only 1. Zhou Ze now has a combat power rating of more than 3000, and he does not feel that he is thousands of times stronger than ordinary people. Even if the actual combat power is only over 1000 after excluding combat power, it is still better than ordinary people. A person is not more than 1000 times stronger...

Therefore, once again, the combat power rating is a comprehensive value rather than a multiple.

Zhou Ze suspects that the combat power score may be related to the actual combat effect.

For example.

An ordinary person with a combat power of 2 (whether it is to increase combat power with a cold weapon, combat experience to increase combat power, or physical strength to increase combat power), under normal circumstances, it can definitely deal with two ordinary people with a combat power of 1. people.

Under normal circumstances, an awakened person with a combat power of 500 should be enough to fight against ten ordinary people with a combat power of 50.

"Maybe the real conversion relationship of combat power is quantitative change, not qualitative change?"

Zhou Ze was thoughtful.

When he was thinking wildly in his mind, he saved another file by the way, turned off the game console and took a rest.

Unconsciously, another whole day was spent in liver games.

Today...it's almost the end of February, and I crossed the Spring Festival and New Year in the secret realm unknowingly, time really flies.

It seems that there is nothing worth sighing about. The only nostalgia I have for the real world is the few bonds created after the appearance of the world game. Two people who don’t know whether to call them friends or people who use their relationship, and one who has lived together through life and death, Alternate game character?
Shaking his head, no more thought.

After resting for eight hours, Zhou Ze returned to the game console and continued to attack the game.

Manipulate Kles to leave Rhodes' hut, return to the central square of the town, and prepare to find a way to the city controlled by the cult on the other side of the river, and connect the main plot again.

As soon as Kress returned to the central square from the south of the city, he saw many passer-by NPCs fleeing from both sides of the street. It seemed that something big happened ahead.

A red light flickered dimly in the mist.

When the map view shifted to the central square, sure enough, a horrifying scene appeared here.

More than a dozen cultists in red robes and hoods held scarlet torches with their bare hands. They surrounded the rough straw statue of Cthulhu in the square, and forcibly pressed a person who was obviously just an ordinary resident in clothes. On the altar of the stone platform directly in front of the statue.

A cultist in a dark gray-blue robe held a sharp knife and gestured at the chests of the terrified and pleading residents.

Innocent residents struggled to escape, but were pinned down by two naked men...

The exposed skin of the two men in charge of pressing people was covered with dark red welts and marks, which looked very similar to the torture marks on Rhodes' body, not only on the face and neck, but also on the chest, back and arms. Every inch of skin is covered with strange branding.

"I can feel that the day of the Nine Stars is approaching, and the gate of the world is about to open."

The man in blue robe shouted while raising the sharp knife in his hand high.

"We pray to you, great Holy Father! Accept the blood of this ignorant man! Tell us how to take advantage of the coming disaster... and give us more knowledge and power!"

The sharp knife stabbed into the heart of the innocent resident who was being held down on the stone platform.

Blood trickled out, staining the knife and the stone platform red.

The blood water crawled around on the ground like life, and was finally absorbed by the blood-red unknown vines on the ground, adding a twist to this weird and crazy scene.

The cultists holding high torches all around shouted words that Zhou Ze couldn't understand, and there was no translation on the game screen.

Accompanied by the strange cries of the heretics, the man in blue stabbed the dead innocent man again and again, until his heart was completely smashed, and the blood was almost drained out.

The ceremony lasted for more than ten minutes before it ended.

The cultists dispersed one after another, leaving only the corpse on the stone platform to prove that all this had really happened.

After seeing such a horrifying scene, Kress and others seemed to be accustomed to this kind of sacrifice. From the dark red blood sacrifice that had dried countless times on the stone platform, it was not difficult to tell that the same sacrifice had been held here countless times.

But among all the killings by Azka, the feast that happened to this man was perhaps the most inhumane atrocity.

"Just right, following this group of cultists should be able to easily find a way to the other side of the river."

Zhou Ze asked Kress to follow the blue-robed cultist from a distance, trying to stay within his range of the map and avoid being discovered by him.

This group of cultists left Azka City in a mighty manner, holding torches, and marched for a while in the wilderness. They deliberately bypassed the river with surging undercurrents hiding monsters, and went around from the end of the river to another residential area on the other side of the river.

It is called the Pilgrim Parish by the cultists.

It was even more desolate than Azka City, with burnt ruins everywhere, and strange wailing and hysterical laughter echoed in the air.

I always feel that the atmosphere here is not much stronger than the Bank of Azka where those lunatics were imprisoned.

There are many cultists in red robes and pointed hoods wandering in this city. Their hoods cover their faces. Some cultists even tortured the residents wearing tattered hoods with whips. From this.

Before Zhou Ze could control Kress, he approached the pilgrim area.

Aka reminded: "Cultists do not welcome outsiders. If you go there rashly, you will definitely be captured and tortured as a reformed person. It is best to think of some ways in advance to avoid being discovered."

Without his prompt, this archive would have almost ended.

After finding the place where the cultists gathered, Zhou Ze quickly asked Kles to retreat back to Azka.

"A way not to be discovered?"

Zhou Ze pondered: "The gang of cultists are all dressed in the same suit, and their whole body is covered under the robe and hood. If you can get a few sets of cultist clothes, it shouldn't be difficult to get in."

But the question is, where to find cultist clothes?

If you do it yourself, it will be troublesome if something goes wrong in the workmanship. Although the robes and hoods of the cultists are simple, Kleis and the others are not ingenious tailors.

Maybe Rod, the demon warlock who escaped from the cultists, has a way.

"Cultist clothes? What do you want with that?"

Rhodes looked at Kress in confusion: "Do you also want to join that group of lunatics? Their craziness is far beyond your imagination. If you don't want to endure inhuman torture, I suggest you stay away from the cultists. "

"No, we just have to sneak into the Poisonous Fog Street in the Pilgrim District for some special reasons."

"Poisonous Fog Street? You mean that place that is shrouded in miasmatic fog and will cause all those who come close to it to rapidly age and die? Are you looking for death?"

Rhodes was even more surprised. He also seemed to have a strong fear of Poisonous Mist Street.

"You don't have to worry about it, we won't die."

Kress didn't explain much: "Is there a cultist's robe that you can sell me a few pieces of?"

"When I escaped, I took a few of them with me. They were originally spare parts for sneaking into ordinary cultists and escaping. I haven't worn them much since then. I originally planned to dispose of them after a while."

Rhodes shrugged and took out three sets of red robes and hoods from the package behind him.

He threw these things to Kress: "I'll give it to you. These things are not worth selling. In my eyes, they are more disgusting than shit."

[Obtain three sets of cultist robes. 】

three sets?One more set.

There are four of them in Cress, unless the combat power of Edward is terminated.

"Look again, maybe there are robes of cultists wandering outside the city."

Zhou Ze was not in a hurry to make a decision.

He first asked Kress and his team to return to the port warehouse.

This time, a group of people rushed into the warehouse basement holding torches and kerosene lamps. According to the location where Kress had sneaked in before, they discovered the hiding place of the ghouls. In one round of attacks, they eliminated the four giant ghouls outside without any damage. .

Edward's marksmanship was indeed excellent, countless times better than Cress's poor marksmanship.

At close range, every shot he fired could hit the ghoul's vitals, causing unimaginably high damage. In comparison, a considerable part of the bullets fired by Cress hit the giant ghoul's hard body. Most of its lethality is weakened by the gel-like outer skin.

The performance of the demon Tirat is also worthy of its nearly ten thousand combat power.

As soon as the battle started, it rushed out and threw one of the ghouls down, turning into a shadow and black mist to cover it, and it didn't take long to absorb the ghoul into a mummy, and then rushed to the other one.

Both giant ghouls were killed by this demon.

If it was given more time, Zhou Ze suspected that all the ghouls here could be easily killed with just one.

Since the demon is so easy to use, Zhou Ze will not waste the energy of the Kress team and directly let the demon Tirat enter the deepest room to kill the giant ghoul king.

Otherwise, in such a small environment, it would be difficult for Kleis, a group of weak melee combatants alone, to compete against the Ghoul King, and there would definitely be casualties.

The demon Tirat didn't seem to resist the request to hunt ghouls, but rather enjoyed it. It probably used life-sucking to drain these ghouls, and the life force it got was also good for it.

There was a fierce roar from deep in the warehouse, and the Ghoul King ran wildly under Tilat's package, but it had no effect at all.

The ghoul king shattered the wooden door of the warehouse with the black mist covering his body. Fortunately, Kles and the others left the basement in time, otherwise they might also be attacked by crazy monsters.

Demons who possess an immortal body and can turn into black mist to cover their enemies and suck their lives are a desperate existence for any life.

Almost invincible, once entangled, there is no doubt of death.

The vitality of the ghoul king far exceeds that of ordinary ghouls.

In the end, it took Tirat three or four minutes to completely bring down the giant ghoul.

"It's been a long time since I tasted such a delicious life."

Tirat floated back to Kleis with an unsatisfactory expression on his face, and said to him: "This ghoul king is of high quality, and it is possible to produce a ghoul of this level after countless killings. You can put it in its head The pituitary gland was cut off and kept as a material, which is very valuable.”

Manipulate Krys to walk up to the lifeless Ghoul King and interact.

Kles chopped off the head of the Ghoul King with great effort, the blade was almost curled, and finally cut off the pituitary gland and put it in a glass jar.

Without the interference of the ghouls, Kleis and his party began to plunder supplies in the warehouse. They don't have to worry about waking up the ghouls, they can directly destroy those wooden containers.

Sure enough, in these boxes they found three more cigarettes, or six hundred.

There are also some boxes of supplies with medicines and cans.

It feels like breaking open these various wooden boxes is like opening a blind box, no one knows what is inside.

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