Mysterious Catastrophe

The golden masked man ignited the flame in the iron basin.

"Morommon, Moromon..."

The rest of the silver-masked men raised their hands high, chanting hymns praising the 'God of Mormon'.

"You are one, and you are also ten thousand!"

"It is everything, it is the ruler..."

"You gave birth to everything..."

……

These believers covered their faces so that people could not see their figures clearly. Some of them were graceful, obviously women.

"The great 'Molomon' told me that you are a righteous man, you should guide those lost lambs..."

The man in the golden mask chants loudly: "I will give you stigmata, I will give you miracles, you will be able to walk on water, you will be able to pick things out of fire, and knives and guns will not be able to harm your body." , this is the proof of my sainthood!"

While speaking, he stretched out his palm and grabbed a gold pound from the flames.

"Morommon! Moromon!"

The voices of the silver-masked people watching were even louder.

"God said...you should abandon worldly money and pursue the unity of spirit and flesh."

The golden masked man read out the doctrine aloud, and asked a masked man to step forward and throw the wallet, necklace, and ring representing worldly money into the black box in front of him representing the abyss of hell.

"We reject gold and silver as we reject evil..."

A masked figure came forward humming, as if making a pious dedication.

At this time, a female silver-masked man came to the golden-masked man: "Glorious saint... I am willing to donate 100 pounds to express my piety!"

It was only an accident that Mrs. Stace joined the 'Morommons', because her mother was a devout follower of the 'Morommons', and then brainwashed her day and night...

Originally, Mrs. Stars did not believe in any supernatural phenomena.

But after the "saints" performed supernatural abilities such as walking on water and picking things out of fire, she became dubious and became a follower of "Morommon".

Then, her husband himself admitted the existence of supernatural phenomena, which convinced Mrs. Stars even more.

The golden-masked saint's eyes quickly glanced at Mrs. Stass' figure.

From the height he stood, he could see Mrs. Stars's graceful back curve and her astonishing towering height.

But he didn't say anything, just calmly said: "Continue!"

When the meeting came to an end, believers left one after another, and Mrs. Stars was hesitating whether to directly ask to meet the saints.

After all, the other party undoubtedly has extraordinary abilities and seems to be able to obtain a mysterious guide for her husband.

If she could get that, she was willing to pay two thousand... no, five thousand pounds!

"Master Saint wants to see you."

Just as Mrs. Stas was about to leave, a member stopped her and lowered her voice: "In the back room."

Mrs. Stas came to the room directly behind the hall, and she saw the saint wearing a golden mask.

"Holy lamb..."

The man in the golden mask opened his mouth slowly, and the surrounding candles burned quietly, exuding a pleasant smell.

"grown ups……"

Mrs. Stass saluted respectfully, feeling a little weak in her body: "I...I want you to curse my enemy and let the 'God of Mormon' punish that dissolute woman——Meitana Jacques!"

She plans to start with cursing the enemy first, and after success, she can ask more in-depth questions about supernatural aspects.

"God teaches us to do good."

The man in the golden mask snorted, and the tone became sharper: "You are falling into the abyss, your body and mind have been polluted! Your soul will be punished!"

His voice was stern, and a string of electric sparks exploded in his hand.

"Ah... please forgive me!"

Mrs. Stars was so frightened that she collapsed on the ground. In addition to fear, there was a sudden longing that made her feel ashamed.

"After all, we are mortals, and some desires are not ashamed..." The man in the golden mask stepped forward and gently pressed Mrs. Stas's shoulder: "I will punish your enemy...but it should not be a curse, we should Also pull her into the meeting, let the gods enlighten her, let her realize her mistakes..."

His voice became lower and lower, and Mrs. Stas's eyes gradually shrouded in mist.

"I will purify your body and mind..."

The hem of the golden masked man's clothes bulged slightly, and his voice gradually became hoarse...

Suddenly, he saw Mrs. Stass fainted on the ground, and couldn't help but startled.

He took off his mask, revealing an ordinary middle-aged face with a little bald head.

"Strange... Did I put too much love potion in the candle? Or is it the wrong way to flirt?"

He looked at the burning candle at the corner in surprise, took off his robe, and removed the wires and magic tools wrapped around his body one by one.

Immediately, the leader came to Mrs. Stass and took off her mask, revealing a delicate face.

"Ah... the idea of ​​such a high-class lady whining softly beneath me is so exciting! I feel like my soul is about to come out of my body right now!"

"And... she will continue to draw those noble ladies into the meeting..."

He bent down, ready to pick up Mrs. Stass and go to the big bed.

"I'm quite disappointed. After watching the show for so long, I ended up catching a disgusting guy who cheats money and sex!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Aaron slowly walked in from the door.

"Who are you? How did you get in here?"

A panic appeared on the face of the middle-aged bald leader.

"Of course it came in. Your accomplice has fallen asleep, just like Mrs. Stars..."

Aaron was very disappointed. He didn't catch a big fish, but caught a shrimp roe, which was not even a shrimp. It was really depressing.

And the skill of this liar is probably not as good as that gang of liars who sacrificed the worm box!

Chapter 291 Letter

"My head hurts..."

Mrs. Stass woke up, looking at her messy clothes, exposed white shoulders, and the same messy bed sheet, recalling the scene before she fell into a coma, and her expression changed instantly.

"you're awake?"

When she saw the golden masked leader who was slowly putting on the belt, she couldn't help but despair as if sinking into the abyss: "We..."

"You passed out, I let you rest here, that's all."

The masked man answered calmly.

"That's all..."

Mrs. Stars didn't know how she was feeling, joy, despair, pain, joy...

Anyway, it was very complicated, making her a mess.

At this time, the golden mask came to her and whispered in her ear: "Everyone wears a mask in life... Only by completely tearing off the disguise, smashing all the artificiality, and returning the natural wildness, we Only then did I know what kind of person I am... Mrs. Stass, your mask is very interesting!"

Mrs. Stace's expression paled instantly, and her eyes were full of horror.

"Did you...feel it? The unfettered freedom...and spiritual greatness?"

Like a poisonous snake, Aaron's words penetrated into Mrs. Stars's heart.

And her heart was constantly trembling, and she felt some kind of spiritual cheer and joy in her body...

"I... feel... great!"

Mrs. Stass murmured: "Detached from all worldly shackles and mortal cognition, it is indescribably great!"

"Very well, you can go."

The man in the golden mask waved his hand: "Remember to bring that Metana Jacques next time... I will give you what you want."

"What do I want?"

Mrs. Stars looked bewildered.

"After all...you can't be the only one who fell into the abyss, right?" The man in the golden mask accurately grasped Mrs. Stass' psychology, causing the latter to stagger...

……

After Mrs. Stas left, the man in the golden mask took off his mask, revealing an ordinary bald middle-aged face.

The next moment, something shocking happened!

The bald middle-aged man opened his mouth, and it grew bigger and bigger, like a black hole.

Stretching out two white palms from the black hole, it was like undressing, taking off the entire human skin.

"The advanced version of the human skin mask...the human skin suit!"

Aaron muttered to himself: "It seems that I have a good handmanship. I tore it directly from the mouth, leaving no wounds on the skin..."

As for the original leader of the 'Morromon Church', he made this human skin.

It was also Aaron's idea to choose to replace the other party's identity.

After all, the other party is just an ordinary person, not even an Extraordinary!

The so-called 'Molomon God' was just made up by the other party, because the middle-aged man himself was called Solomon!

A failed insurance salesman turned crappy cult leader who specializes in defrauding the elderly of their savings.

Later, he found a real target worth hunting-Mrs. Stass.

"It can be said that... half of the members of this 'Morromon' order are extras, just to deceive Mrs. Stars and her mother..."

'If it weren't for me today, she would have lost all her money... Sure enough, the more arrogant a person is, the more stupid he is! '

As for replacing Solomon's identity, Aaron naturally had his purpose.

"Well, I was thinking about how to get close to Baron Jacques's family, but I didn't expect that there would be an opportunity right away... Mrs. Stass will introduce Metana Jacques at the next meeting..."

'I am very experienced in how to pretend to be an evil god and its followers, definitely better than Solomon! '

……

At night, No. 27, Phoenix Street.

Aaron wore the mask of 'Mr. Monet' and swaggered out the key to open the door.

"Mr. Monet?"

William, who was reading a book in the living room, had a terrified expression on his face, and was about to reach for the double-barreled shotgun on the wall.

During this time, the boss left early and returned late every day, and asked him to keep a low profile as much as possible. Poor William had to study by himself at home every day.

"it's me."

Aaron ignored him and checked the two 'replacement drawers' first.

Liliat's one is empty, no other news since the last delivery.

And another...

Snapped!

In the study, Aaron opened the drawer and saw a letter.

On the envelope, it was written—"Mr. Green Potter!"

"It's a letter from 'Professor'..."

Aaron nodded after tossing a coin, picked up the envelope, sat on the high-back chair behind the desk, and cut open the envelope with a knife.

"Dear Mr Potter:

Thank you for your help last time, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to survive from the fallen city 'Diat'.

Even so, I was terribly polluted by that black beast, and had to go to a spa town for recuperation... Fortunately, after performing several rituals, I had balanced my spirit, returned to Pulmouth, and Mr. Halsey got your message.

Incidentally, although Mr. Halsey was raided by the Bureau a few days ago, he was lucky and moved most of his castle.