Chapter 76 Plague Island
Magic Stone Island.
Spring evening.
The sea breeze blowing from the pier.
It seems to carry the scent of the virus.
The plague, as well as the fear, anxiety and despair that are even more terrible than the plague, are spreading wildly on the island.
Near the pier, it was originally a prosperous commercial district.
Now it has been occupied by a group of cultists.
The cultists, wearing black cloaks and rat-head masks, claim to be followers of the "Plague God" Squark.
Holding torches high, leading the parade.
Behind each cultist, there was a large group of men and women in ragged clothes with sickly faces.
They are all residents of this island, mostly miners or fishermen.
The locals have been in panic since the plague broke out.
Seeing neighbors around, the whole family fell ill and died.
I saw corpses lying on the streets, with no one to clean them up.
The order of Magic Stone Island is on the verge of collapse.
At this time, the believers of the Beast Cult stood up.
They claimed that the god they worshipped, Squark, a man with a rat's head, had the power over plague.
It can spread the plague to kill blasphemers and pagans, but it can also take back the plague and free people from the pain of illness.
Such rumors quickly spread throughout the Magic Stone Island.
The public was skeptical about this.
The Beast Cult soon issued a new declaration.
People eager for healing can take to the streets this evening to participate in a grand sacrifice dedicated to the plague god.
During the sacrifice, anyone who converts to the beast worship and offers his faith to the plague god Squark.
Everyone can get a chance to receive free plague treatment!
Half-believing and half-doubting people, thinking that they had nothing to lose anyway, took to the streets at the agreed time to join in the fun.
A huge parade.
In this way, they were easily instigated by the cultists.
Crowds of people came from every neighborhood.
Follow the streets and converge towards the central square of the port.
Like countless streams, converging into the sea.
A pile of firewood had already been built in the center of the square.
A stake was erected on top of the woodpile.
A man and a woman, covered in blood and with haggard faces, were tied to the stake.
Both of them were no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.
The emblems on their uniforms indicated that they were all attending the Warlock Academy.
One month ago.
The Warlock Academy sent a team, including them, to the island to investigate the truth behind the plague outbreak and suppress the cultists.
Sadly, they failed in their mission.
The power of the Beast Cult on the island is far more powerful than they thought.
The two warlocks who led the team were defeated and captured.
The rest of the team members were killed.
The two captives were kept until now to serve as sacrifices tonight.
The cult leader took to the pulpit.
With arms raised high, he passionately chanted a prayer in praise of the "Plague God" Squark.
The rest of the cultists stood around the platform.
Every time the chief's blessing prayer ends.
They also raised their arms and shouted enthusiastically:
"All glory to my Lord Squark!"
The people in the surrounding
They also instinctively raised their arms and joined the ranks of praising the God of Plague.
A trace of invisible power of faith.
It is taking shape above the people's heads.
Slowly floating into the sky, across the square.
Penetrates houses and walls...
They gathered towards a rat-headed statue hidden in an underground temple.
Statue, a symbol of gods in the mortal world.
It is also a carrier for receiving the power of faith.
The faith gathered in the statues is absorbed by the corresponding gods and used as nutrients to strengthen themselves.
The prayer ceremony reached its climax.
The cult leader held up a wooden statue of a rat head.
Pray loudly: "My Lord Squark! Please give me your grace, remove the disease, and glorify your people!"
There are two kinds of idols.
The one in the cult leader's hand is used for public display and is just an ordinary wood sculpture.
The one hidden in the underground temple is the real holy weapon!
The difference between the two.
It is like a fake painting used for public exhibition, compared to an authentic famous painting that should not be shown to others easily.
Ordinary people cannot distinguish these details.
As soon as they saw the statue, they immediately became agitated.
There was a mad scramble towards the pulpit.
There were also people carrying stretchers and crowding forward.
At the same time, the cult leader spread his arms.
A circle of golden light burst out from his body.
It instantly spreads to a radius of ten meters!
This is "God's grace coming to the world"!
This is "guiding divine power"!
As long as people who are illuminated by the golden divine light praise the plague god Squark from the bottom of their hearts, they can share the grace of God.
The plague that infected him was instantly wiped out!
Even the seriously ill patients lying on the stretcher and dying miraculously recovered after being bathed in the divine light.
He climbed up from the stretcher and knelt on the ground, full of gratitude.
Join the ranks of those fanatically praising the God of Plague.
Just like that, he was transformed from a non-believer to a believer in the Plague God.
Having witnessed the miracle with their own eyes, the people no longer had any doubts.
The Beast Cult's missionary ceremony tonight is about to be completed!
The plague god Squark is not a kind and loving god.
His grace is certainly not free.
In return for the miracle that has been bestowed upon the world tonight.
Devotees must perform sacrifices to please their idols.
Two large barrels of lamp oil were poured onto the dry pile of firewood.
The sacrifice on the stake was already prepared.
In the end, it was just a matter of starting a fire.
The cult leader lit the torch himself.
"My Lord! Please enjoy the sacrifices offered by your humble believers!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the torch with all his might.
The torch drew a parabola in the air and fell towards the woodpile.
At this moment, a force of energy suddenly shot out from the side!
Bang!
The "Finger Wave" hit the torch and knocked it away.
The torch fell on the square, bounced twice and went out.
The crowd in the square was suddenly in an uproar!
“Who is it?!”
The cult leader turned his head and glared at the source of the energy.
His eyes fell on a tall believer.
As he looked on in surprise.
The man took off his rat head mask and cloak, revealing his true face.
It was a young man with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a sturdy build and strong shoulders.
There were four other people around the sturdy young man who had sneaked in pretending to be cultists.
At this time, they took off their masks and removed their disguises.
They were all young men and women of extraordinary bearing, all wearing the uniforms of the Warlock Academy.
"Damn it! Another bastard sent by the Warlock Academy!"
The cult leader gnashed his teeth.
"Kill them!"
At one command, the cultists collectively transformed!
Half of them maintained their human form, but grey hair grew on their skin and their heads became more like rats.
Sharp teeth, shifty eyes, and a flickering gaze.
Another half of the cultists became even more radical.
Completely abandon your human identity.
It lay on the ground, its body twisted, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a ferocious giant rat about one meter long!
The giant rat, which was more ferocious than a hungry wolf, bared its big teeth and screamed as it pounced on Alan and the others.
The ratmen hid behind the giant rat and fired crossbow arrows.
Two transformation forms, close combat and long-range attack, with perfect cooperation.
The blonde Miss Pamela, an early-stage Level 2 "Storm Warlock", is the captain of the five-member investigation team and gives orders in a deep voice.
"Be careful!"
"Don't let a cultist escape!"
A thick fog formed around Pamela.
The graceful figure disappeared into the depths of the thick fog.
The ratman crossbowman who was aiming at Pamela was stunned.
Thick fog blinds the eyes.
Should I shoot this crossbow or not?
The three giant rats that pounced on Pamela also had their vision obscured by the thick fog.
They can only rely on their keen sense of smell to sniff out the traces of prey in the thick fog.
Swish!
In the depths of the thick fog, a flash of silver lightning suddenly appeared.
A thin sword wrapped with electric snakes pierced deep into the giant rat's throat.
“Squeak—”
The giant rat kicked its legs and screamed.
Pamela, in the fog, calmly drew her sword and stepped back.
The domineering blue eyes sparkled with cruelty.
"Storm Warlock", on the day of bloodline awakening, he will automatically gain "Misty Vision", and his vision will not be blocked by smoke or fog.
Pamela has a huge vision advantage in the battlefield created by her "Hidden Mist Technique".
It's almost equivalent to one-way invisibility.
Pamela was wearing a mithril chain mail shirt that accentuated her beautiful figure.
Holding a magical rapier with an "electric shock" special effect.
The giant rat was stabbed in the vitals by her and died after twitching a few times.
There are also two giant rats in the thick fog.
Hearing the screams of his companions, he followed the smell of blood.
Pamela was too lazy to play hide-and-seek with them, so she went forward with her sword in hand.
Two to one.
The cultists transformed into giant rats think this wave of advantages is huge!
Two giant rats shook their whiskers, winked at each other, and squeaked.
Through this special language communication, there is no need to worry about Pamela hearing it.
"Brothers, come on together!"
"Attack from both sides!"
"Bite the blonde to death!"
Pamela sneered silently.
He stabbed the giant rat that was rushing towards him from the right with his sword.
Before the sword touched the giant rat, it suddenly vibrated and then a golden sword energy was thrown out.
Boom! !
The sword energy slashed the giant rat, causing a loud roar!
The giant rat seemed to be struck by lightning and was blown to pieces on the spot, with blood and flesh smeared all over the ground.
A tier 1 sonic spell, and also a tier 1 martial art—Thunder Slash!
The other giant rat that was attacking Pamela was frightened by the sudden thunder in its ears and was at a loss for a moment.
Pamela calmly raised her left hand and grabbed the giant rat from a distance of one meter.
The slender, white fingers flashed with golden lightning.
With a crackling sound, five arcs of electricity broke away from the fingertips, forming giant golden claws that grabbed the giant rat's head fiercely.
1st level spell—electric claw!
The giant rat, which was shocked by the high voltage electricity, did not even have time to scream before it twitched and foamed at the mouth.
There were still five deep electric shock marks on the head of the corpse.
clang!
Pamela sheathed her sword.
Turn around and walk to another part of the battlefield to continue hunting the cultists.
Wherever her footprints extend, the mist surrounding her will float there synchronously.
There is always thick fog within seven meters around you.
