The three exchanged a glance, all seeing surprise and confusion in each other's eyes. They hadn't expected that someone in this seemingly evil organization would actually try to escape.
"Can you tell us more about this cult?" Xu Yuehuai asked in a deep voice.
The mysterious man nodded repeatedly and began to recount his experiences.
He used to be an ordinary resident of the town, living a simple but stable life. However, after being misled by members of a cult, his life underwent a dramatic change.
He had thought joining the organization would bring him glory and power, but instead he became their puppet. The cultists used sorcery to control his mind, making him do whatever he wanted and gradually causing him to lose himself.
Only recently did he gradually regain consciousness and begin to realize the horror of his actions. He no longer wanted to be controlled by the cult, so he decided to risk his life to escape.
After hearing the mysterious man's story, the three felt a surge of anger and sympathy. They decided to eradicate this cult and seek justice for the innocent victims.
However, they also knew that this task would not be easy. The cult was powerful and backed by even more powerful forces. They had to proceed cautiously, looking for the right time and opportunity.
In the days that followed, Xu Yuehuai, Qi Guze, and Feng Wuhen maintained close contact with the mysterious man. Their meetings always took place late at night, or in secluded spots deep within the forest.
The mysterious figure is always dressed in black, his face hidden in the shadow of his cloak, and his voice is deep and magnetic, as if it can penetrate one's soul.
“You must proceed with caution. The power of cults far exceeds your imagination,” the mysterious man said slowly, a resolute glint in his eyes. “They use evil rituals to control the villagers, attempting to achieve a nefarious purpose. These rituals are not only incredibly cruel, but also a profound trampling of humanity.”
Xu Yuehuai gripped his longsword tightly, his brow furrowed: "We cannot allow more villagers to fall into this endless darkness. We must take action as soon as possible."
Qi Guze nodded, a resolute glint in his eyes: "We are already secretly investigating their whereabouts and secret strongholds, and at the same time, we are looking for forces we can join forces with. As long as we work together, we will definitely be able to defeat them."
Feng Wuhen gently patted Xu Yuehuai's shoulder to comfort her: "Don't worry, we will definitely succeed. We will not only expose their true colors, but also rescue the villagers who are being held captive."
Guided by the mysterious figure, the three gradually delved deeper into the inner workings of the cult.
They discovered that the organization was much larger and more complex than they had imagined, with not only a strict hierarchy but also a complete brainwashing mechanism.
The controlled villagers were like puppets, having lost their own will and judgment.
One night, Xu Yuehuai, Qi Guze, and Feng Wuhen led a group of secretly assembled guards to infiltrate the cult's lair under cover of darkness. They carefully avoided the patrolling cult members and silently approached their target location.
However, just as they were about to reach their target, a strange laugh suddenly broke the silence of the night.
Hahahaha!
The laughter was sharp and piercing, as if it could pierce one's eardrums. Xu Yuehuai and the other two immediately became alert, only to see a group of cultists swarming in from all directions and surrounding them.
"You've come! Die!" shouted a burly cultist with strange runes painted on his face and fanatical gleam in his eyes.
Xu Yuehuai gripped his longsword tightly, and with a swift movement, charged towards the nearest cult member. In the flash of his sword, several cult members fell into pools of blood.
"Aze, you cover us!" Xu Yuehua shouted, while simultaneously slashing at a charging cultist with his sword.
Qi Guze nodded, gripping the longsword at his waist tightly. His eyes were sharp, constantly alert to the surrounding movements. Whenever any cult members tried to approach Xu Yuehuai and Feng Wuhen, he would intercept them without hesitation.
Feng Wuhen used his lightness skill to nimbly move across the battlefield, sometimes ambushing enemies, sometimes rescuing comrades. His figure was like a ghost, unpredictable and elusive.
The battle was extremely fierce. Although the cultists were numerous, they gradually showed signs of fatigue under the relentless attacks of Xu Yuehuai and his two companions.
"Hahaha, do you think you can defeat us like this?" Suddenly, a cold voice rang out in the night sky. Xu Yuehuai and the other two looked up and saw a cult leader dressed in a black robe slowly emerge from the darkness.
His face was covered with more complex runes, and his eyes gleamed with a cold light. In his hand he held a black staff, the head of which was inlaid with a gem that shimmered with an eerie light.
"You overconfident fools, how dare you challenge our cult! Today we'll show you true power!" The cult leader said, raising his staff and beginning to chant eerie incantations.
As the incantation was chanted, the surrounding air seemed to grow heavy, and a powerful dark force began to gather around the cult leader.
Xu Yuehuai and the other two immediately felt a strong sense of oppression, as if even breathing had become difficult.
"Oh no, he's summoning evil power!" The mysterious voice suddenly rang in Xu Yuehuai and the other two's ears. "You must stop him as soon as possible, or the consequences will be unimaginable."
Xu Yuehuai took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and charged towards the cult leader. His sword light ripped through the night sky like lightning, aiming straight for his opponent's vitals.
However, the cult leader's strength far exceeded expectations. With a slight wave of his staff, a black energy wave surged towards Xu Yuehuai. Xu Yuehuai hurriedly raised his sword to defend, but was still forced back several steps by the impact.
Seeing this, Qi Guze and Feng Wuhen immediately joined the battle. The three of them attacked together, but they still couldn't break through the cult leader's defenses.
"This can't go on, we have to find his weakness!" Xu Yuehua shouted, while swinging his sword at a charging cultist.
Qi Guze nodded and began to carefully observe the cult leader's movements and expressions. He noticed that whenever the cult leader chanted incantations, his eyes would unconsciously close for a moment. This might be his weakness!
"Feng Wuhen, you're in charge of drawing his attention!" Qi Guze shouted. "Xu Yuehuai and I will take the opportunity to attack his eyes!"
Feng Wuhen nodded, and with a swift movement, he charged towards the cult leader. His movements were agile and unpredictable, making it difficult for the cult leader to anticipate his actions.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze charged at the cult leader simultaneously. They attacked each other's eyes from the left and right.
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