As expected, it is a double border.
The strategy is to hang bait in a conspicuous location and have separate teams trap those who approach the bait.
In this case, the bait itself is a cultist with power, so a siege network is naturally formed.
A total of twelve people, including the two who showed up like that.
And 12 crosses and 12 masks.
'Hmm, the shape of the masks everyone is wearing is very endearing.'
I didn't know that [Carcosa's Mask] had never appeared during the game, but now I see that it is similar to the [Carcosa Mask] that I wear.
It is not an L-class genuine product. Although each has eyes of different shapes, they are imitations with no special function. Is this the same type of thing I saw in Tanhyeon?
'It's a good thing you changed the shape of the mask.'
Hwanglim Church is a cult disguised as a Protestant religious group.
The official name that only they call themselves is the Hwangwang Advent Prayer Meeting.
The Lord they pray for to come is not the Lord they serve in normal churches.
Yellow king.
In other words, they are cultists who serve the [King in Yellow Clothes].
Although I changed my appearance with magic, the mask I am wearing is [Carcosa's Mask].
It is an item belonging to the [King in Yellow Clothes], and from their perspective, it is no different from a holy relic. I think it's perfect camouflage, but it stings for no reason.
"Where does this guy come from?"
"This is your first time seeing this guy?"
"I don't think so?"
"Are you sure that's them?"
The twelve masks surrounding me all made strange noises. And a sigh mixed with disappointment erupts.
"Damn, the wrong guy got caught, right?"
"Oh, what? really?"
From the looks of it, it doesn't appear to be a siege planned just for me.
Anyway, I feel the same way about it.
Even if we count again, there are twelve visible members of the Hwangnim Church.
Twelve. One person is not enough.
Do you think I have to make more of a fuss to show up? However, you shouldn't make too much of a fuss. We have to pull out the last guy in a reasonable line. I thought for a moment and then opened my mouth.
"what are you saying-."
"Hey, shut up and stay still."
A stern voice suddenly interrupts and cuts me off. I stopped what I was saying and looked at him.
He's a guy wearing a mask with only one eye. Before I could say anything more, he continued.
"If you talk nonsense, I will break your head."
Normally, you would have acted like an evangelist for your church, but you're so talkative?
By the way, my mask's eye positions are a little weird, but this guy is no joke. There is only one eye hole in the forehead. I don't know how to see ahead.
I simply responded by raising one hand.
"horsepower? That's boring. colleague? Looking at it, it's not there. But you put a strange spell on the mask? "Anyway, I'm sure he's a suspicious guy."
As I take a step back, the arrogant one-eyed mask confidently lays out the information it has captured.
"But it doesn't smell like the sea, it doesn't smell like the sea. Are you mistaken? Or mercenaries? No, they wouldn't have used something like that."
He continued making unintelligible sounds again and again.
"What. you?"
"I don't know, but I'm a person who has nothing to do with the sea."
"Close your mouth. "You said you were going to break his head, right?"
Yes, sometimes. This guy is so crazy about catching Gao that he says absurd things.
"They told me not to say anything, then they asked me what it was, and then they told me not to say it again, so what? "Do you have a bad head?"
"What, you bastard?"
As the one-eyed mask raises its voice, the masks of the Hwanglim Church naturally surround the surroundings.
How are you? It seems like everyone has a lot of experience with lynching. Even if you hit them a few times, you cover them with your body to avoid being caught.
"Why, let's start a fight in earnest?"
"Stop, everyone stop."
A sound so beautiful that it gives you goosebumps.
'what?'
"Anyone can see that he's an odd person, right? "Stop it."
Other disciples of Hwanglim Church split into left and right.
Same mask, same suit, same cross.
But the atmosphere is completely different from the others. A man with an upright posture that feels foreign.
A mask with three eyes.
He looked at me in silence for a moment, then put both hands in front of him and bowed his head politely.
"sorry. "Our brothers have been rude."
I looked at the cultist wearing the three-eyed mask for a moment.
You have to raise your head slightly. This guy is also quite tall. Shoulder width... … It's just as good as that one-eyed mask. I envy you because your health and strength stats seem to be very high.
"… … ."
I intentionally didn't open my mouth and just shrugged my shoulders.
"Thank you for your understanding. "There was a denomination that tried to harm us, so our brothers became a little sensitive."
It's an eerie voice even when I hear it again.
When I played the game, I was a little confused because it didn't have a dedicated voice.
If you think about it calmly, it may just be a very nice voice to listen to, but that goes a bit too far.
It's a voice so foreign and beautiful that you wonder if it's really a human sound.
"… … ."
If I said hello, it would go away, but the three-eyed mask didn't turn around and just stood there looking at me.
It's a strange atmosphere.
It's uncomfortable because everyone's wearing masks so I can't read their facial expressions. I can now see how I have benefited from conversations with people.
Only when they began to feel uncomfortable did the Three-Eyed Mask turn around with their brothers.
'hmm… … . If possible, I hope I never see you again.'
I can't help but see it again today. However, none of the quests related to that guy and Hwangrim Church are proper.
If you get involved with those people, you will have to go through a series of unpleasant quests that recreate all the evil practices of real-life pseudo-religions.
'Anyway, are the preparations roughly finished with this?'
I walked away and looked at the idiots at Hwangnim Church again. It's the same formation as before again.
They're probably doing this to catch [those who sleep in R'liee], that is, those who serve Cthulhu.
[The King in Yellow Clothes] and [The One Who Sleeps in Rlie] are brothers, and at the same time, they are bitter enemies. Therefore, the cultists who serve them are usually at odds with each other according to the god they serve.
Double border, etc.
I knew what they wanted to do when I saw them from afar, but I had no choice but to rush in to get that three-eyed guy out.
'Still, should I say I'm glad I finished it without being more noticeable?'
Anyway, there are 6 markings with this.
To put it simply, it is a similar method to what was done to Jang Hyeon-deok.
Of course, because the marking density is quite low, it cannot be as absolutely effective as it was on Jang Hyeon-deok, but I can still cast magic on the marked guys whenever I want.
[Blurred presence]
A magic that erases presence and individuality. I didn't do the stupid thing of activating it all at once.
I walked gradually increasing the density of concealment so as not to be noticed.
"But it's because these people are out of their minds. "I think it would have been okay even if there wasn't much hiding."
Even without stealth magic, it would not have been easy to attract the attention of others in this crazy place.
Even though there are no judges or elder-level cult members, there are more than 100 people with magical power strong enough to be immediately noticeable. It is a space where a large number of people gather, with over 200 people including the novices.
Considering the shadows cast here and there, the stealth magic may actually be over-prepared.
I found a place to wait for the main event with a more relaxed mind.
"It would be best to stand here."
The edge of the venue.
In front, you can see the stage where a frenzied performance continues.
And although my back is covered by a curtain... … . She reached out her hand and felt behind the curtain.
'Hmm, there is a pillar after all.'
I leaned against the pillar hidden by the curtain and took a deep breath for a moment.
"Phew… … ."
I'm tired after all. Let's preserve our mental and physical strength.
Because of the messily designed structure of the venue, you can't see the entire view. Still, it's relatively not bad. It is an easy place to observe the surroundings.
It's a party supposedly for judges, but the important judges are nowhere to be seen. All you see are foolish initiates enjoying the joy and madness.
Human sacrifices murdered in a gruesome manner, blood flowing through grooves in the floor, gleaming golden statues, cultists giggling, cultists baring their large fangs, cultists eating raw meat dripping with blood, pulled out It is a party where cultists boasting fresh eyeballs, cultists immersed in ecstasy spouting rainbow-colored smoke, and masked monsters walking around imitating humans.
There are endless scenes of people who cannot walk down the street in a normal way even if they take off their masks, gathering in groups of twos and threes and making crazy noises.
Yes, the party is already reaching its peak.
I thought it would start suddenly during the game, but now I know.
The density of horsepower is changing.
"I guess we'll start now?"
Suddenly the music stopped.
Now all that can be heard from the stage is a quiet murmur without even music. It's an order.
At some point, even the spell stopped.
The inhuman banquet of idiots who have been selected as the best disciples in each sect and proudly followed the judge has not yet stopped.
Not knowing what awaits them.
"eww… … "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"
It all started with a cult member eating raw meat dripping with blood.
Clap.
The sound of raw meat in your hand falling to the floor.
"Uuuuu… … Ah, ugh... … ! Ahhh… … ."
A moan of ecstasy escaped from my throat.
Kang, carring.
The sound of the metal mask on his face falling to the floor.
The face hidden under the mask is revealed. Huge blood vessels bulge on the forehead, chin, and neck. Mouth soaked in blood.
And abnormally wide-open eyes.
Two large eyeballs move independently. I lost my direction and rolled over and over again. Excessively fast speed. It feels like it will jump out of its place at any moment.
It's a strange state for anyone to see.
"Hey, what's wrong? what?"
A fellow cult member approaches after seeing the cult member exhibiting an abnormal reaction. Even though he looks strange to everyone, he comes to take care of his colleague. That's an amazing reaction.
No, rather, is this a reaction that can only be seen because one is a cult member who is familiar with strange phenomena?
If it were a normal person, it would have been scared and ran away. It's foolish. Fear is a defense mechanism created by living things through long evolution to protect themselves.
The cult member who is experiencing an abnormal reaction stumbles and stumbles, then grabs his colleague's shoulder.
"Aaaaaaa... … ."
"what? "Can you help me?"
No, I didn't grab your shoulder because I needed support. It is a hand gesture used to capture prey that comes close.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…" … ."
A mouth, or rather a snout, opened beyond the limits permitted for humans.
"what? What, what?! Let go! This crazy… … !"
I try to escape, but I cannot escape.
Kwasik. Wow.
"uh?"
Even though his forehead and part of his frontal lobe were torn off, he made a dumb sound and trembled for a moment. No, am I convulsing?
Wow!!
Blood rushing after one beat.
dump.
The sound of a person falling.
Crack, crack, crack. Cheopcheop.
The sound of bones chewing along with flesh.
"Aaaah!!"
"W-what is that!?"
Screams erupt sporadically.
It was such a human reaction that it was hard to believe it was coming from the mouths of those who had been the protagonists of this inhuman banquet just moments ago.