"Heretic! Get ready to face the power of the goddess! The messenger of the goddess has come!"
The cult leader was waving his long staff, his face full of zeal as if he was suffering from great pain, or immersing himself in extreme ecstasy. Hao Ren could sense a terrifying smell behind him and he could not help looking back. The dark red mist above the altar had turned into a whirlpool, condensing and solidifying in just a few seconds. At the same time, a sharp, soul-piercing whizz resonated throughout the stone chamber. Hao Ren and Nangong Wuyue almost passed out!
The rest of the believers fell into an extreme state of ecstasy. They began to mutilate themselves, allowing their blood to turn into mist to resonate with the bloody monster on the altar. Then, those who were badly injured began to heal themselves!
The MDT whistled. "Break it!"
Taking out the gun from his Dimensional Pocket, Hao Ren aimed it at the altar and pulled the trigger.
