In fact, Hao Ren was not sure if these heretics were the culprits behind the recent abnormalities in Beinz. But their appearance at such a sensitive time and place meant that they had something to do with the anomaly in Dragonspine Ridge. Even if they had no reason to do so, he could not just stand by and watch them perform a human sacrifice, right?
Hao Ren had been hiding his presence with the help of Wuyue's mist. The cultists in the stone chamber were completely immersed in the ritual and did not pay attention to their surroundings. Now that he had popped out, almost everyone was at a loss. It was only when the MDT smashed the masked man away that the black-robed eccentrics came to their senses. Immediately, someone shouted, "Heretics! Heretics have broken into the sanctuary! "
Then, the cultists surrounded them. They pulled out all kinds of swords, sticks, hooks and claws from their bodies. In an instant, they turned from cultists into armed warriors. Hao Ren was stunned. How did he not know that these people could hide such things under their robes? Swords and sticks were understandable, but how did they pull out two meteor hammers?
Hao Ren dared not let his guard down. He was worried that even with his Steel Membrane Shield, he would not be able to stop these four-dimensional cultists from pulling out more strange things from their bodies...
The scene immediately turned into a melee. At first, the black-robed cultists looked panicked, making them look like a ragtag bunch. But after the fight, Hao Ren found that most of them were trained professional warriors, and all of them had the help of strange magic. They were surrounded by an ominous black-red aura. This aura flowed along their arms and spread to all kinds of weapons, making the weapons look like they had just been soaked in a sea of blood. Hao Ren swung the alloy stick in his hand, using his superhuman reflexes and strength to block the weapons. But there were still places where he could not block and the Steel Membrane Shield kept flashing with sparks.
There was a loud bang. It turned out that the tall cultist who pulled out two meteor hammers from under the black robes had attacked from behind. Hao Ren dodged and the meteor hammers smashed into the ground. The corner of Hao Ren's eye twitched as he saw the meteor hammers wrapped in black-red aura corrode a deep pit in the ground around them!
No wonder he felt that the Steel Membrane Shield was dropping faster than expected. These weapons were so dangerous after being imbued with magic power.
Hao Ren swatted the guy who attacked and sent him flying. He was sure that even a thick-skinned werewolf would not be able to withstand such a blow. The feeling in his hand also told him that when the cultist was sent flying, many of his bones were broken. He was almost split in half by Hao Ren. But the cultist only lay on the ground for a moment and then got up as if nothing had happened.
The cultist was covered in a black-red aura. The flesh on his face was rotting and peeling off as if it was corroded by sulfuric acid. But he did not seem to feel any pain. The broken bones on his body twisted strangely and then recovered. Once again, he strode towards Hao Ren.
He looked even more ferocious than before.
The other cultists were the same. They did not feel any pain and were healing at an amazing speed. Hao Ren was a little surprised to see this, but he was not nervous because he believed that these guys were mortals after all. They could not resurrect infinitely, could they?
At the other end of the hall, the masked man who was smashed by the MDT stood up as if nothing had happened. His mask was smashed in half, revealing an ordinary middle-aged face. The leader of the cultists was a little surprised when he saw Hao Ren fighting a hundred of them alone. Then, he seemed to have made a decision. He whispered a few incantations and suddenly stabbed the long staff in his hand into the ground nearby.
The long staff made contact with the blood-soaked patterns on the ground and began to make a soft sound. At the same time, the altar in the center of the hall resonated with the sound. The blood that had accumulated in the depression in the center of the altar rippled and evaporated into a black-red mist as if something was about to be born.
In the midst of this chaos, no one cared for the child on the altar. Just as the blood mist on the altar was about to swallow the child, an agile figure suddenly rushed in from outside the hall. Nangong Wuyue took the opportunity to rush into the hall and rescue the child from the blood mist. This was the cooperation that she and Hao Ren had discussed earlier.
After rescuing the child, Nangong Wuyue did not leave the hall. Instead, she ran to another corner of the hall and set up a "position", ready to support Hao Ren at any time. She opened the mist barrier and put the child on the ground. She wrapped her tail around the child and raised her upper body high, swaying it and hissing threateningly. A few of the cultists were about to run over to retrieve the "sacrifice", but when they saw Nangong Wuyue, this strange creature that they had never heard of before, they all stopped. One of them subconsciously exclaimed, "Ignore this lump of snake spirit! The mist around her must be poisonous! "
So, the group of cultists turned around and continued to attack Hao Ren, leaving Nangong Wuyue stunned. "... Lump?"
The expression on the siren maiden's face changed a few times. It was obvious that she wanted to attack, but in the end, she seemed to remember something. With some fear and lingering fear, she lowered her body. It seemed that her resistance to fighting was far more serious than others thought.
Hao Ren also noticed Nangong Wuyue's situation. He was always a little curious about the girl's resistance to fighting, but he did not delve into it. He just thought that she was a gentle aquatic creature that naturally did not like fighting. Moreover, he could not spare any attention to take care of Nangong Wuyue now.
He had to get rid of these cultists as soon as possible and find a way to capture one or two alive. The secret ritual that these people were holding here was most likely related to Dragonspine Ridge itself. Even if it was unrelated, according to their religious ritual and what they said about the "Disciples of Glory", this group of people was also hiding a great secret. How could Hao Ren let go of this good opportunity to gather information?
Just as he expected, there was a limit to the regenerative ability of the cultists. No matter what power they obtained from the strange flesh ritual, it was impossible for the power to be infused into the bodies of mortals without limit. After the continuous fatal attacks, the bodies of the cultists began to crumble.
Every time they were injured, part of their flesh and blood would fester as if it was corroded. As the injuries continued to accumulate, the festering spread throughout their body, eventually endangering their lives. Under this continuous exhaustion, some of the cultists now looked as strange and terrible as rotten corpses. Although they were still charging forward with fanaticism, their speed was obviously getting slower and slower.
A short, fat man in a black robe, wearing a gorgeous undergarment, wielded a machete and lunged at Hao Ren from the side. With a wave of his hand, Hao Ren sent him flying. His body suddenly burst into a cloud of blood in the air, and when he landed on the ground, he had turned into a pool of black and red mud.
This was the first heretic to be completely killed.
Seeing that these guys could be killed, Hao Ren calmed down. At the same time, he called out to the MDT, which was flying around in the air and smashing people. "Find a way to capture one alive!"
"I'm doing it!" The MDT yelled. It immediately grabbed the head of a heretic and smashed it, trying to subdue this guy who no longer looked like a human without killing him.
Hao Ren had almost infinite physical strength and an indestructible shield. Soon, he had almost killed all the heretics. The stone chamber was filled with the disgusting remains of the dead "monsters". But just when he thought that everything was about to be done, a strange spell suddenly came from not far away.
The leader of the cultists, who had been ignored before, raised the long staff in his hand. With a twisted fanaticism on his face, he waved the staff at Hao Ren. "Heretic! The goddess has answered my call. Get ready to face the power of God! "
Hao Ren was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he felt a terrifying pressure coming from the direction of the altar!
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