Downstairs of Building 435, District 6, Meng Yi watched Xu Qingsong go upstairs, and then he carefully looked around.
This area is a typical outer city residential area. Building 435 has only one main entrance, and the slightly dilapidated street can be seen to the end at a glance.
If those two evil god believers were to come, he would probably be able to see them at a glance.
Worried that the two men would come over when he was setting up the flesh and blood trap, Meng Yi could only hide in the shadows between two residential buildings and wait patiently while enduring the unknown stench.
I hope that when Zhang Xier and the others arrive, they won’t run into those two people head-on.
Meng Yi waited for a while and began to feel something was wrong.
If those two evil god believers were able to monitor Xu Qingsong remotely, they might have been waiting in his house long ago.
Meng Yi was shocked and pulled out two pieces of flesh and blood and threw them in front of and behind him. With a thought, he immediately went above the red fog.
Through the stars, it can be clearly seen that Xu Qingsong has been controlled by two evil god believers.
"Why can't you figure it out?"
Xu Qingsong's forehead veins bulged, he fell to his knees, holding his abdomen and retching.
A big man in front of him had already grasped his short hair in his hand. "Do you still want to resist?"
He inserted the shorts into Xu Qingsong's shoulders with his backhand and kept turning the handle.
Xu Qingsong let out a short muffled groan, then clenched his teeth. He didn't want to die screaming and crying.
The big man had a sinister smile on his face:
"I saw you praying to your god. Ha~ Ridiculous. Is there a god in this world who cares about the life and death of his believers?"
"You don't want to lure those two divine beings, what a pity..."
He tapped Xu Qingsong's temple and said, "I told you, I saw everything here with you!"
"Your god doesn't care about you, and the two people you want to protect will follow in your footsteps. We will offer a sacrifice for our god."
Xu Qingsong's face was pale, his lips trembled, and he muttered to himself: "My salvation..."
He suddenly gathered all his strength and punched the big man in front of him, but the other party easily caught his fist.
The other person standing at the door said coldly: "Don't crush it, try to keep the skin and bones intact."
He pointed at the scar on Xu Qingsong's shoulder and said, "Start peeling it from there."
Bang!
Xu Qingsong was punched in the stomach again, "Ah~ah~" He couldn't help but bend over and open his mouth, the pain was so severe that tears and snot flowed unconsciously.
This made him very upset. He didn't want to die so ridiculously!
"Then peel it from here."
His shirt was yanked off, revealing his bony body.
"Damn, I hate peeling like this the most!"
Xu Qingsong murmured to himself: "My eternal journey... of salvation..." He wondered if he would go to the kingdom of God after his death?
That place of salvation on top of the mountains.
"What?" The big man lowered his head slightly, then smiled strangely and imitated Xu Qingsong's words, "Woo woo woo ~ my salvation ~"
"Hahahaha, what a strange false god! This is the first time I've seen this kind of..."
Above the red fog, Meng Yi saw this scene as soon as he came in.
It was too late for him to rush over after exiting the red fog. Even if he did, the two evil god believers were closer to Xu Qingsong and could easily kill him.
It was even more difficult for Meng Yi to accept watching Xu Qingsong die!
He promised the other party here that he would not give up his believers.
Even if the other party didn't hear it, can he deceive himself?
Can Xu Qingsong come up?
It's useless. His body won't come with him. Only his soul is left. Is he still alive?
It's best to let the other party save themselves...
Bless him!
Grant him the power of divine grace so that he can hold on until he arrives.
But Enci wanted to bring Xu Qingsong up, and the body he left behind might be destroyed by the two evil god believers.
At this moment, the star representing Xu Qingsong floating in front of Meng Yi suddenly drifted to the last level of the platform.
[You can randomly draw a ninth-order gift of power for your believers from the following three directions.]
[1: Pupil Technique.]
[Two: Ritual Magic.]
【Three: Elemental Magic.】
Meng Yi was overjoyed. Time was running out, so he didn't bother to wonder why using the poisonous old man's divine power did not appear among the options.
Of these three options, the first two are more auxiliary or not strong in frontal combat.
Choose the last one!
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