Chapter 121 Forced Killing
The flag engraved with the holy sword fluttered in the wind.

Outside the temple, there were a large number of ordinary believers kneeling, all of them old, young, women and children, with weak souls and no martial arts skills, and they were at the bottom of the religious system.

They don't even have the chance to enter the temple to worship the gods, and during special periods they will be sent directly to the altar as tribute.

But even so, their faces were still full of piety and fanaticism.

In terms of the degree of mental control, the God of Light is more domineering than the God of Flesh and Blood.

While observing, Qi Sui emitted his mental power and cautiously approached the direction of the temple.

All is well.

However, when the distance was about 500 meters, an invisible wave rushed into his mind like an electric shock, causing his mind to be temporarily paralyzed.

"To suffer!"

Qi Sui was shocked.

He immediately realized that he had entered some kind of domain barrier.

Because the opponent's spiritual attribute strength is far superior to his own, his spiritual perception is completely unaware of it.

Sure enough, a patrol team composed entirely of martial artists quickly approached this side.

They all wore silver leather robes with the symbols of silver lightning and shining holy sword printed on them, which was a status symbol of the "missionary" profession.

Ordinary believers looked at them with only reverence and longing in their eyes.

Only by becoming a "missionary" can one be qualified to have the opportunity to further serve the Lord God.

"Stop, who are you? Take off your cloak!"

The middle-aged man in the lead shouted harshly.

A deep inner energy glowed beneath his skin. After repeated refinement, his inner energy became surging and powerful, and he had already stepped into the threshold of the "Sun Realm".

"Sun Realm" is only responsible for patrolling the perimeter of the small temple.

This is simply an incredible thing in this extraordinary era when the gods are in decline.

Qi Sui was in deep thought.

The muscles beneath the robe were tightening little by little.

He did not rush to take action, but laughed heartily: "Brother, why do you have to be a dog for the Lord of Light when you can do anything else?"

"heresy!"

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he shouted at the same time: "Surround him, don't let him run away, send this ignorant fool to the Lord God to confess his sins."

The several "missionaries" behind him all lit up their inner energy.

Use the encirclement force to control Qi Sui in the middle.

"Hmm? Heretic? Look at me with your dog eyes, am I a heretic?"

Qi Sui sneered, his spine felt slightly hot, and his eyes were filled with a faint red blood mist.

He slowly took off the brim of his hat, revealing a handsome, fierce, yet slightly childish face in front of everyone.

However, there were strange red "divine patterns" appearing on his face, and a scarlet vertical pupil bulged out between his eyebrows, which seemed to be blinking as if it had a unique consciousness.

He stimulated the spine to change certain facial features. This was a method he discovered after his profession [Berserker Tyrant] was upgraded to level 4.

"You are……"

The middle-aged man's killing intent faltered, and he hesitated, "Are you a missionary from the God of Flesh and Blood? What are you doing in the territory of our God of Light?"

Qi Sui felt a little heavy.

He guessed it right!

In the eyes of these believers, ordinary people are like untamed heretics who are either strangled to death or forced to submit. Some women are kept in captivity like livestock and used as reproductive machines to feed the gods.

The believers of other gods feel more like foreigners.

Although it is not welcome, I do not have a strong intention to kill.

"Are people in Vegas so overbearing? It's not okay for people who come here for tourism and sightseeing?"

"I'm sorry, you are not welcome here. Please leave this city as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if it offends Lord Amayimon, we will keep you!" The middle-aged man issued an order to expel the guest.

If he is a "missionary" of an ordinary god, then just kill him.

But Amayimon's strength among the gods can be ranked among the top. Although not as good as the Lord of Light Vegas, the difference is not much.

Therefore, they did not want to cause trouble for their Lord unless it was absolutely necessary.

"Hmph, go if you want, but one day, the light of my Flesh and Blood Church will shine in every corner of this star."

Qi Sui showed a strong piety on his face: "I will take away all the hundreds of people you don't want over there!"

"Hundreds of people, where are they?"

The middle-aged man's originally somewhat disdainful expression suddenly became nervous: "I am warning you, plundering people in other gods' territories is a capital crime that crosses the line of death!"

Population is an extremely important resource in the eyes of God.

"No, no, why rush? They are just a few hundred people. We in the Flesh and Blood Church don't even care about them!"

Qi Sui had a sarcastic look on his face, and then he pointed casually at an abandoned residential estate in the distance and said coldly: "It's over there. When I came here, most of the people I bumped into were women. I thought they were resources abandoned by you!" "Which church would abandon women who can give birth to children?"

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up slightly, and his tone became urgent: "Brother, take us over to have a look. If it is true, you will be rewarded handsomely!"

Different gods rule in different ways.

For example, some gods have a relatively relaxed and free environment. As long as you don't leave the territory at will and cause population loss, it's up to you whether you are willing to believe in gods. No high-pressure or coercive measures will be taken.

Perhaps it is because the power of faith gained through voluntary worship is more refined and concentrated.

The Lord of Light, Vegas, is more ruthless.

As for the worthless elderly, they are usually abandoned in the urban area and left to fend for themselves, while women of childbearing age are controlled and forced to work day and night to produce population for the government.

If not for this, Huang Tiaotiao wouldn't have had such a miserable life.

"Right here. Since they are all rats that you haven't discovered, I don't mind doing you a favor."

Qi Sui spoke in a relaxed and friendly tone, walking in front and leading the way.

No one suspected him and they followed him out of the area, moving further and further away from the temple.

The main reason is Qi Sui's strength, which is at the level of a martial artist, which makes it difficult for people to be on guard.

A smile appeared on the lips of the middle-aged man in the lead.

If he could capture some women and bring them back to the temple, he would not only have the opportunity to enjoy them, but it would also be a great achievement.

Maybe I can take this opportunity to become an "Oracle" at the level of a martial artist!
With this in mind, Qi Sui's eyes became more and more pleasing to the eye.

"Brother, are you interested in leaving the Flesh and Blood Cult and joining our Lord Vegas, the God of Light?"

"I heard that your territory is all in the north, remote and cold, how can it compare to our warm and livable south? And to be disrespectful, Lord Flesh and Blood God is inferior to Lord Vegas in terms of strength and realm!"

"With your strength, it won't be a problem for you to become a missionary here. Lord Vegas is cruel, but he treats missionary-level humans much better. Resources? Women? Take your pick!"

"You may not know that before the gods came, I was a martial arts instructor. My income was not low, but I certainly could not live a life of luxury."

"Back then, I had always pursued a daughter of a wealthy family, but that bitch never looked me in the eye. After the gods descended, although her parents were martial arts masters, they were stubborn and unwilling to give up their dark ways and worship Lord Vegas."

"In the end, the gods crushed them like bugs, and then... their daughter fell into my hands."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that girl is really hot-tempered. She refused to obey no matter what. I like this. I had to force myself on her... and then the girl bit her tongue and committed suicide at the last moment."

At the end of his speech, the middle-aged man's expression became extremely obscene. He couldn't help but hook his arms around Qi Sui's shoulders and licked his lips with his tongue, as if he was savoring the feeling at that time.

But he didn't notice that Qi Sui's eyes gradually became cold and hard.

The thick blood mist in the pupils almost escaped.

The muscles beneath his robe twitched slightly, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

Finally, a group of people stepped into this once high-end residential area, completely cutting off their sight.

"Do you feel proud to be a beast?"

Qi Sui's cold words interrupted the man's lewd smile.

The middle-aged man's facial muscles were stiff, and he realized something was wrong. He slowly loosened his grip on Qi Sui's shoulders and looked around: "Brother, we have different preferences, so don't force it. Where are those women you mentioned? Where are they? I'll go and catch them!"

"Who the hell is your brother!"

"Fuck you!"

Qi Sui's anger, which had accumulated to the extreme, completely erupted at this moment.

【Super Metabolism L】lv4, start!
The heart was like a heavy drum beating on the battlefield, a large amount of blood plasma burst out and merged into the body, the skin was stained with blood and the light and shadow of internal energy, the pores all over the body opened, and a large amount of hot blood and energy gushed out.

The body muscles expanded like an inflated balloon, the top of the shirt burst open, and a human-shaped brown bear nearly 2 meters tall rose from the ground.

"you……"

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically. Just as he was about to distance himself, he saw the other party swinging his right fist without any fancy moves.

The loud roar of an elephant sounded in the night, and the shadow of a giant elephant appeared behind him.

The right arm was like a piece of cast steel, with the muscles glued to it forming layers of continuous waves of flesh.

Snapped--

It sounded like the sound of a watermelon falling to the ground.

Red and white things splashed out.

A body that was destroyed from the neck up stood stiffly in the cold wind.

At the same time, in the exploding blood mist, a strange little silver insect flapped its wings and tried to escape, but was clamped tightly by two fingers that reached out.

Qi Sui held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, his face heavy, and then he crushed it.

Green blood dripped down the fingertips.

Qi Sui spread his hands and faced the missionaries who had not yet recovered from their shock, revealing his white and neat teeth in a standard devilish smile: "Now, it's your turn, you beasts!"

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(End of this chapter)