Escape from this building quickly.

In fact, the relationship between low-level cultists and the Guard Division is like a mouse meeting a cat. Escape is the instinct. Only under the leadership of a particularly strong and mutant mouse, can you dare to fight against the cat.

But soon, people discovered that the only exit was guarded by several [weaver] and higher-ranking believers.

The believers were surprised and asked for escape.

The [Knitting] were very determined and said that they could not leave until the rally ended.

At the same time, it also comforts ordinary believers. The adults in gray robes have a way to deal with it, so don’t panic.

Even though the believers did not dare to resist due to the gap in status and strength, they faintly smelled the dangerous atmosphere, the uneasy and solemn atmosphere began to intensify.

Being in peace and being calm and speechless, watching the development of things seem a little out of place.

However, most of the others were unable to take care of themselves, so they could not find out what was strange about him.

Aside him, a low-level believer panicked and said, "Is there an insider? Otherwise, how could we be discovered?"

"Yes, we're a ghost!"

Someone said angrily: "But how did he get in?"

Anle silently looked at the person who was talking and did not speak.

In fact, Anle was also surprised by the sudden attack. This was not his work, and he had not had time to notify the Guards!

In other words, there is someone else in the inner demon?

Before Anle could find the undercover agent of the Guard Division, an uproar suddenly came from the crowd not far away.

Anle quickly sensed the scent of blood with the perception of [Blood Warlock (8).

A believer's black robe was stained with blood and fell into a pool of blood.

The murderer is a [weaver] beside him.

Anle happened to recognize that person, just the guide of Chaochuan Mengye, and the hypocritical fog spider.

At this time, the fog spider took off his mask and revealed a vicissitudes of life. He untied the black robe with one hand, and the blade in his other hand dripped blood.

His expression was intoxicated and yearning, as if his dream had finally come true.

The mist spider smiled and said loudly: "Celebrate, be honored to be a part of the great existence!"

The people around him were puzzled and stared at him in surprise, unable to understand.

Anle's pupils shrank slightly, and he found that the pool of blood on the ground was gradually decreasing, and the blood was penetrating downward, as if feeding a bloodthirsty creature.

At the same time, the field shrouded in the entire building gradually became active.

"Ahhh! You...you..."

"No, don't kill me!"

"Why? Why do you do this to me?"

“…”

And the action of the fog spider was like a gunshot from the starter, officially starting the killing.

Everything is moving in the direction of chaos.

Those [weaver] and the high-ranking fog believers began to attack their companions without hesitation, as if they were not living people, but just firewood that should be split in half and used for burning.

Blood splattered wildly, screams continued.

Click!

Outside the building, white lightning broke through the sky and heavy rainstorms were pouring.
Chapter completed!