The voice of the Pope of Truthism was cold and indifferent, carrying with it a trace of killing intent.
There seemed to be a trace of anger in his voice.
Someone had infiltrated his core secret place and even poisoned him. This was a malicious provocation.
That little rat that infiltrated his place deserved to die!
"It's over!"
When Arika Satoshi heard this voice, her entire body trembled. She had infiltrated Truthism for more than a year and could not be more familiar with the name of this Pope.
In the eyes of all Truthism cultists, this Pope was a ruthless character. Every enemy that fell into his hands did not have a good ending. Anyone who went against him died extremely miserably.
There was once a bishop who instigated a group of cultists to defect and start a new life. In the end, they all underestimated the strength of this Pope.
In the end, those cultists were tortured for three days and three nights in front of everyone. At that time, the entire Truthism cultists were terrified, both respectful and afraid of this Pope.
"Let's go, don't let him catch up, or else we're dead," Arika Satoshi said anxiously.
Although Wang Teng did not fear a direct confrontation with the Pope, he did not know how the array outside was, so he did not want to clash with him so quickly.
But things did not go as planned …
Kaboom!
There was a roar behind him, and a fierce force swept over like a wave.
The Pope of Truthism appeared and pressed his palm toward Wang Teng's back.
"Damn it, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Wang Teng suddenly turned around and punched out.
But the moment he punched, he suddenly thought of something and immediately held back a little.
Boom!
The fist and palm collided, and Wang Teng was sent flying. His body was in mid-air, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You … are so strong!"
He pointed with difficulty at the Pope of Truthism and said in a hoarse voice.
"Hmph, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me. You'll definitely die today!" The Pope of Truthism stood with his hands behind his back and snorted coldly.
If it was someone who was very familiar with Wang Teng, such an exaggerated performance would have been seen through. However, the Pope of Truthism was not familiar with Wang Teng at all, so he naturally could not see anything.
At this moment, Wang Teng used the momentum and quickly rushed toward the entrance.
And just now, Arika Satoshi had already rushed out of the entrance, running even faster than Wang Teng.
"Trying to run!" The Pope of the Universal Truth seemed to have sensed that Wang Teng was only an 11-star general-level martial warrior, so he didn't pay much attention to him. He smiled in disdain and followed Wang Teng at a moderate pace.
However, when he arrived outside, his face froze, and then it slowly became gloomy.
"Damn it, how dare you!"
As he walked out, the surrounding cultists were shocked and knelt down one after another. "Greetings, Pope!"
"Someone has invaded. Seal all the entrances and search for the intruder!" The Pope of Truthism said coldly.
The surrounding cultists were shocked. Someone had invaded, and they did not notice it at all.
"Yes!"
Everyone responded in unison.
Then, one by one, they took action. The entire Truthism's nest was like a huge machine. At this moment, with the many cultists as the gears, it began to operate quickly.
…
Every large force could not be ignored.
The Truthism had existed for so many years, and its internal management was already in good order.
When every cultist joined the search army, some clues were discovered.
Hong Peng's disappearance, as well as the real Yao Ji who was tied up and stuffed naked under Arika Satoshi's bed.
Yao Ji was brought out. His face was bruised and swollen, and he was still naked. He was kicked down by a cultist and knelt in front of the Pope.
"…" The Pope of Truthism saw his appearance and was stunned. Then, he asked indifferently, "Who did this to you?"
"Pope, I … I don't know." Yao Ji said fearfully, "That person attacked me from behind. I didn't see his face clearly."
The Pope of Truthism frowned.
He felt that this was a piece of trash.
"Then why were you in Ma Feifei's room?" At this moment, someone beside him asked.
This person was none other than the bishop, Feng Quan.
"I, I …" Yao Ji's expression changed slightly. He stuttered and could not say anything.
He could not say that he went to steal Ma Feifei's personal belongings, could he? How could he say that?
"Trash!" The Pope of Truthism said coldly.
Chi!
Suddenly, Yao Ji's eyes widened. A bloody mark appeared on his neck. Blood spurted out and his body fell weakly.
When his consciousness fell into darkness, he could not help but feel a trace of regret.
If he had known, he would not have gone to steal …
Yao Ji never thought that he would die because of this. He felt that his death was too unjust!
However, in front of the Pope of Truthism, killing a mere evil cult member was no different from killing a chicken.
"Have you found that Ma Feifei?" The Pope of Truthism asked again.
"No, he seems to have disappeared." A Truthism bishop replied.
"This Ma Feifei is very likely to be related to the invaders. I sensed that there were two invaders at the time. Continue searching. If you can't find them, you can bring your heads to me." The Pope of Truthism said coldly.
"Yes!" Everyone's hearts tightened as they hurriedly replied.
…
What followed was another round of chaos. All the evil cult members were searching for Wang Teng and Ma Feifei, or Arika Satoshi.
At this moment, the two of them avoided a search team and hid in an abandoned cave. Arika Satoshi could not help but complain, "I'm dead because of you. Now I'm completely exposed."
"What does it have to do with me? You were the one who was discovered." Wang Teng refused to admit it and said, "That Yao Ji was your die-hard fan. He wanted to go in and steal your thing. When I found out, I knocked him out and stuffed him under the bed. You should be thanking me."
"… You call that a die-hard fan?" Arika Satoshi was speechless.
That was a damn pervert.
She suddenly felt a little lucky. Because she usually had to lie to Hong Peng and Murong Shan, the things in her room were stolen from others. They were not her personal belongings. Otherwise …
Just thinking about what Yao Ji had done, she could not help but feel a chill run down her spine.
It was too scary!
That damn pervert!
"But … Who are you?" Arika Satoshi took a deep breath and asked in a low voice.
"Does it matter who I am?" Wang Teng asked back, "Anyway, your soulfire is with me. Don't think about this nonsense. Just pray that I can get you out of here."
"Hmph, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't have fallen into such an awkward situation." Arika Satoshi snorted coldly.
"Hey, it's not like we can't get out. What are you afraid of?" Wang Teng said heartlessly, "Besides, it's not hard to get out. Later, we'll find two evil cult members and disguise ourselves as them. Then, we'll sneak out."
"Looks like that's the only way." Arika Satoshi nodded.
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