At this moment, a hoarse voice was heard.

“Return to our roots and devote ourselves to the Lord!”

The next moment.

The remaining cultists' eyes turned red, and they began to circulate their blood, actively speeding up the erosion.

“Ahhh…roar…roar…roar…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…”

Along with a series of wailing and strange screams, strange things began to appear on the cultists' bodies. Some of them had scales on their bodies, some's fingers turned into claws, and some's teeth became extremely sharp.

In addition, his eyes turned blood red, full of cruelty and hideousness.

On the surface, it seems as if reason and wisdom have disappeared, leaving only madness and bestiality.

Seeing this scene, the law enforcement officers of the Martial Arts Association acted more ruthlessly and kept cursing.

"Damn cultists, you betrayed humanity, go to hell!"

"Kill, kill, kill! Kill these sons of bitches."

"Bah! You don't want to be a good person, but to seek refuge with strange beasts. What a traitor!"

"You are not worthy of being a human if you accept a group of beasts as your masters! Die!"

“…”

However, despite the scolding, their situation did not look good under the opponent's frantic attacks without fear of life and death.

For a moment, the situation that was originally firmly suppressed turned into a situation of equal strength.

The battle situation also changed significantly.

Ten seconds later.

"Boom~"

With a loud bang, three or four black shadows instantly broke through a wall of the martial arts hall.

Then, he fled frantically at an extremely fast speed without stopping for a moment.

However, before he could run far, a figure holding an axe suddenly appeared, blocking his path, exuding tremendous pressure and momentum.

"Hahaha... it's a big fish! There's actually a sixth-rank cult messenger? I've been waiting for you for a long time! Stay here! I'll split the mountain with one axe!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and attacked.

In an instant, a huge and shocking axe attack with blood and energy appeared in the sky, which contained an unstoppable momentum.

He chopped it down hard.

"Boom~"

One second later.

The entire street collapsed with a loud bang, and a gap of more than ten meters long appeared in the middle. Bursts of dust and rubble rose into the sky, covering the scene in a cloud of dust.

The three figures had disappeared without a trace, and it looked as if no remains were left.

But the figure in the sky was still on high alert, ready to attack at any time.

In his perception, among the three lower channels of qi and blood, only two had weakened significantly.

The remaining blood and energy, although a little weakened, can still be regarded as powerful as a rainbow.

A few breaths later, a figure rose into the sky. A sixth-grade cultist wearing a slightly torn mask stood in the air and confronted him, shouting in exasperation with a hoarse voice.

"Damn it! It's you! Blood Axe Song Chen! Bastard! How dare you use such a large-scale attack in the city? Aren't you afraid of causing huge losses and hurting innocent people?"

"Is this how you protect the human race and the people?"

Hearing this, the figure holding the giant axe on the other side showed a trace of disdain on his face.

"Humph! It's not your turn to lecture a traitor!"

"One more thing! You idiot! Haven't you noticed yet that the people in the nearby streets have been cleared out long ago?"

"As for the battle losses, as long as we can kill you traitors, it's nothing in comparison!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Prepare to die!"

As he said that, he rushed forward quickly and attacked frantically with one axe after another.

Each attack contained several thousand calories of energy and blood, and its destructive power was off the charts.

Hearing this, the cult messenger looked frustrated beneath his mask.

He never expected that the news would be leaked and the base would suddenly be exposed.

If I had been prepared, this would never have happened.

Faced with such a powerful attack, the cult messenger could only resist with his bare hands time and time again.

They didn't even dare to take out their commonly used weapons.

After all, once it is taken out, it means that the public identity will be exposed, and the person will have to live under pursuit from then on.

In fact, in addition to this, he has another trump card, which is bloodline transformation.

But each use will increase the erosion of blood vessels. If it happens too many times, it will not only affect the mind, but also have more serious consequences.

I dare not take weapons, and I dare not use my trump cards.

For a moment, the cult messenger was in a dilemma and hesitant. He could only resist while looking for a chance to escape.

There aren't many people here who can serve as amulets, so let's find a place with many people. Then, the other party will naturally be afraid to act rashly.

Blood Axe Song Chen was also well aware of the cult messenger's plan, and his attacks became more and more fierce.

When faced with a non-lethal attack, he would not even try to dodge, but would just keep fighting, determined to completely defeat the enemy before he could accomplish his goal.

“Boom boom boom…”

Explosions continued to sound in the sky, and drops of blood fell to the ground, as heavy as gold grains, creating small pits on the ground.

From time to time, pieces of flesh and blood fell off.

The cult messenger seized the opportunity, withstood an attack, and then fled madly towards the city center.

At the same time, turn up the volume and yell loudly.

"Blood Axe Song Chen, you and I are both at the sixth level, let me go now."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for dragging countless people down with me!"

The sound was so loud that it could be heard within a radius of ten miles.

At this moment, the people who were awakened by the fight turned pale with fear and prayed silently.

Some children were even frightened and burst into tears.

"Wow...how scary."

“Mom…Mom…”

"So scary... Daddy, give me a hug..."

“…”

Faced with this, the parents could only look sad, gently pick up their babies, and constantly comfort them with their hands.

At this moment, they were filled with hatred and despair at their own weakness, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Without power, one can only passively accept the results. It is so sad.

Among them, there was a small number of people who had heard of, purchased, and practiced the yellow-level technique "Painful Demonic Body". At this moment, they thought of that technique again.

Before, I gave up practicing because I couldn't bear the pain.

If I can survive this time.

For the sake of my daughter, son, wife, parents... I must continue to practice.

Countless ordinary people silently made a vow in their hearts.

For the sake of my family, no matter how painful it is, I must continue to practice hard.

As long as it doesn’t hurt to death, practice until you die.

Even if the upper limit is locked at the lower three grades, it is still a hundred times better than being an ordinary person.

At least, it can give loved ones a glimmer of hope.

Above the city, Blood Axe Song Chen roared.

"There is a huge difference between the sixth rank and the sixth rank! I will let you go if you don't die from this blow! Meteor Slash!"

As he spoke, a blood-red axe shadow appeared behind him and instantly merged into the weapon. The next moment, it turned into a meteor and swung out along with the axe.

It didn't seem to make much noise, but it made the escaping sixth-grade cult messenger feel threatened in his life.

At this critical moment of life and death, he did not bother to hide his identity. He stretched out his hand and took out a spear from the void.

He gathered all his energy and blood, turned around and blocked the attack.

"Bang~Boom~Boom~Boom~"

With a roar that echoed throughout half the city, the sixth-grade cult messenger was immediately knocked to the ground.

In the sky, countless drops of blood were scattered again, dripping onto the ground and creating small pits.

Then, Blood Axe Song Chen also fell down in the first moment and chased after him closely.

However, they only saw their own weapons in the deep pit. As for the sixth-grade cult messenger, he had disappeared without a trace.

In the perception of qi and blood, he also lost the other party's trace.

After searching around, they only found a spear that was broken in half.