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Chapter 236 Don't Fight, Come Chat

"The past is nothing but a breeding ground for thorns, my child, as long as you cling to who you were and what is out of date, you will always be a prisoner of grief."

Rhodes, the former cultist, branded Krys' chest with a red-hot iron rod in his hand.

"Purify yourself, be reborn, and become a slave of..."

There was a strange syllable in his mouth, it didn't seem to be a sound that normal humans could make, and he couldn't understand what it meant.

Being poked hard by the red-hot iron rod, Kles let out a scream in pain, his knees limp and fell to the ground, his body twitched intermittently, and a wisp of burnt smoke rose from his chest. feel good.

[After the purification ceremony, Kress noticed that his spiritual body became stronger and more solid, and both his body and soul became lighter... At the same time, he could clearly feel that he was no longer complete. 】

"how do you feel?"

A vague smile appeared on Rhodes' face, as if he was very satisfied with Kles' howling and pain.

"It's bad, and I don't like the look on your face."

Kress took a deep breath, stood up straight, and looked down at the still painful purification mark.

The thing branded on his chest seemed to have scraped something from him, making him light and relaxed, but it also made him no longer whole.

"It's always fun to go from the masochist to the sadist."

Rhodes restrained his smile: "Now that you have the mark, you can show it to your new friends...I understand, Bazar, I will find another supplier right away." The second half of his sentence It was addressed to demon allies.

These two guys seem to have decided that Chris's trip is bound to die.

No more nonsense with Rhodes.

Manipulate Cress and others to return to the base of the cult and stand in front of the gate again.

"very good."

The cultist with the golden mask checked the occult mark on Krys's chest: "Have you gotten rid of love completely, brother?"

He sighed strangely: "Love is just a bubble. After the intense emotion, there will only be ashes that cannot be revived. This emotion is meaningless... Everyone else is hell, walk into each other, hurt each other , and finally broke up unhappy."

Didn't communicate much with this cultist full of strange theories.

After being released, Kress left the team alone and entered the cultist's building, while the other three waited outside.

The interior of the cult base was crazier than expected, even more chaotic than a severe mental hospital. The lunatics with weird behaviors were wearing the same costumes, but they were doing all kinds of exaggerated and unclear behaviors.

Some chanted mantras loudly, some kept shaking their bodies, some smashed their heads against the wall vigorously, some pulled their hair down one by one, and their faces were intoxicated, and some even used a knife to cut a little bit Peel off the skin on your own legs...

Even watching this scene through the screen makes people feel physically uncomfortable.

"I don't think we can get any useful information from these lunatics."

Zhou Ze really didn't want to talk to this group of lunatics with different behaviors, so he asked Kress to walk along the hall to the second floor, to see if he could find the residence of the cult leader first.

But it didn't wait for Chris to step through the hell-like hall.

A middle-aged man wearing a blood-red robe and holding a staff formed by connecting white bones walked down the stairs step by step. The cultists who were going crazy nearby seemed to regain their senses instantly after seeing him. They lay on the ground and did not dare to raise their heads. Looking directly at it is like meeting the greatest god in your heart.

This guy's appearance is so high, is it possible that he is the cult priest Blaze?
"You came."

The extremely oppressive middle-aged man in front of him fixed his eyes on Kles in the crowd.

Oh? !
I hate playing with you guys who can predict, every time you know what I'm going to do, it's very unpleasant to play, okay?

Kress also tried to pretend to be a crazy cultist to get away with it, but Blaize approached him step by step, and all the cultists around him bowed down like a tide, leaving only him and Kress standing still. with.

This is pretending to be a fart, obviously being seen through.

"what are you planning to do?"

Kress simply stopped pretending, and met the eyes of the cult priest in front of him.

The faintly floating demon Tirat beside him also seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, curled up into a cloud of black mist and gathered around Cress, not daring to act rashly at all, it can be seen that the horror of this enemy in front of him was even higher than that of a smiling face.

"I should be the one to ask you this sentence."

Blaize smiled slightly: "You may know who I am, let me introduce myself out of politeness, I, named Blaize Theseus, the founder and high priest of the Shejiu Sect, and also an Amytheus Appointed agent in every city."

Agent of Amishus?
Sure enough, even if Amishus couldn't enter the dreamland of sentient beings himself, he still had the means to influence the development of events in the dreamland.

Apart from the huge monster trapped in the ground and forced to sleep, the cult priest Blaze is probably the strongest in the city. He may not dare to provoke the smiling face who is controlled by the monster clone, but the smiling face Also dare not be an enemy to him.

If Blaise's blood-red cloak and bone staff were removed, this guy's appearance was no different from that of an ordinary university professor.

With loose and slightly Mediterranean hair, single eyelids and small eyes, he looks close to 50 or [-] years old, with a bright light full of wisdom shining in his eyes, he does not look like the founder of a crazy cult.

"I'm Claze Kahn."

After introducing himself, Kleis mused, "Can we have a chat? Or is there no room for communication?"

If the information given by Smiley Face is correct, nine times out of ten the cult priest won't give him a chance to talk nonsense.

"Of course we can talk, you are my honored guest."

Unexpectedly, the cult priest did not come as expected. Not only did he not kill Kless, but he greeted him very warmly: "Let's go, let's go to my lounge, it's too messy here."

???

What is this operation?
What about the promised loyal lackey of Amishus?

Didn't he know that the purpose of Kleis's trip was to find an opportunity to kill him, find a way to save the residents of the lost city, and then use all the dreamers as hostages to make Amishus truly submit to his subordinates? .

It seemed that he could see the resistance and doubts in Chris's heart.

"I know you're here to find an opportunity to kill me, and I also know what your purpose is for this trip."

Blaise said indifferently: "All fate has long been doomed and cannot be changed. I will not waste my efforts in vain to struggle. That is no different from a clown playing with fate."

He turned his attention to Chris again.

"Amytheus told me that it is best to negotiate some conditions with you before I die. Why don't we just have a pleasant chat and end all of this? I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to die decently."

"it is good."

Both Kleiss and Zhou Ze were a little unbelievable by the development in front of them.

Before I came here, I was thinking about how to assassinate the cult priest Blaise, and I felt that it would not be possible to succeed even after saving several times. Who would have thought that the other party would give up resistance as soon as I came to the door?

Although I don't know if it's true or not...

But, it's worth a try.

(End of this chapter)