Red Mist Games

Do you have a choice if you have no mouth?Of course there is no choice.

There are only two choices before him, one is to join the teaching, and the other is to join the teaching quickly.

He took the initiative to take the bag of soaked rice water and gulped it down, because even if he didn't take the initiative to drink it, these big believers would pry open his mouth and let him drink it.

This is not food distribution, this is forced buying and selling, okay?

In this way, Wu Zui joined the Salvation Society and became one of thousands of believers.

At that time, he was very fortunate. At this time, he joined the church without a mouth.

This facilitated his future actions a lot.

In the church, the preaching of the pastor in black is still going on. He didn't talk too much about the sect here, but just sang: "The red fog is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!!"

He continues to show the "true trace" of the Mist God to the believers here:
The LV7 vampire in his hand is simply a blood-sucking syringe under his control. He keeps using the vampire to suck blood from various parts of his body, then recovers, then sucks blood, and then recovers...

After several rounds of operations, not only was he not injured, but his body also became better and stronger.

His hands exposed outside the black coir raincoat are strong and powerful, and the palms are constantly opening and closing. He said: "The fog god is omniscient and omnipotent! When he feels the devout belief of the believers, he will bestow the gods in the fog! This god It can be understood by many people as a mutated ability, but this is not!!"

"Human beings are always arrogant and arrogant! Ability is not a supernatural ability! It is a proof of the approval of the fog god! The glory given by the fog god!! It is the divine power in the fog bestowed by the fog god!!!"

Most of the people in this village are ordinary people. Like Wuzui, they were kept under the name of the speculators team as black laborers. The black-clothed priest began to increase the number of layers, constantly brainwashing them:

"Someone may ask? Then why are those people who have not believed in the fog god but also obtained the gods in the fog?! Let me tell you! As a big believer who has communicated with the fog god in person! Let me, tell Why are you doing this!"

"Because those people--are the subjects whom the God of Mist favors!! The God of Mist hopes to use the God of Mist to inform them of their existence! But they! Most of them are arrogant!! Offended the fog god!!!"

"If people who have been given divine power by the fog god don't follow the fog god—they will suffer! Reverse! Eat! All supernatural beings are the proof of this punishment! The red fog is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!!"

There seemed to be some kind of magic in his words, a flame of fanaticism gradually ignited in the eyes of the brainwashed believers, and Wuzui who had just entered the venue was shocked.

"The red mist is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!!"

This illusory slogan was shouted louder and louder, and the crowd became noisy. Amidst the harmonious support of the cult, a disharmonious voice of opposition from the cult suddenly sounded: "How do you prove that the fog god will punish heresy and supernatural powers?" ?!"

Of course, this objection was not from Silence, but from the person who just kept shouting "Red Mist Eternal!!! Fog God Eternal!!!" in the corner.

It was strange that he, who had been following and supporting the Salvation Society, suddenly asked a question, like the kind of guest actor who had arranged in advance:

"You just showed us the real work of the Mist God! But who knows if you're lying?! The Mist God is indeed omniscient! But I, a supernatural being, don't believe in the Mist God! I'm going to be a heretic! How about it? ?! Can you prove on the spot that the fog god will punish a heretic like me?!"

amount……

Well fake and obvious cameos.

The priest raised his head and replied, "Of course! I will pray to the fog god to punish you now!! You hateful heretic!!!"

He raised his hands high, mumbling something in his mouth, like a wizard using black magic, and then!Hu la la la la la - a burst of fire appeared out of thin air and ignited his body!

他立刻“啊啊啊！！！”的大叫起来，两只高举着的手转变了一个方向——指向了刚刚那个大放厥词的异教徒！

He was dazed and said, "The Fog God is angry...the Fog God is angry!!! Need sacrifices!!! Need sacrifices!!!"

……

The flame jumped from the high priest to the heathen, burning him alive.

The scorched corpse was rotting on the ground, and the flames like dripping candles spread, igniting the chains that bound the LV7 vampire.

"Keck keke keke !!!"

The LV7 vampire broke free as if reborn from the ashes, with a pair of red eyes wide open, ready to start hunting.

LV7 vampires are evolved from LV2-LV3 bats. What they evolve is not the flesh of their prey, but blood. They are evolutionaries whose upgrade system is independent of other evolutionaries just like pretenders.

Like the pretenders, their evolved body is similar to that of a human, and they will not be strange. At the stage of LV7, they look like a fusion of vampires and werewolves in Western mythology.

The head, body and limbs look like werewolves, and the evolution method is the blood of vampires.

If they evolve further, they become LV8-LV9 bloodthirsty people.

Once an evolutionary breaks through LV8, it will be a qualitative change, and all aspects of attributes will be greatly improved.

In the church, this LV7 vampire was released.

He began to attack the villagers in the church indiscriminately, but the people from the Salvation Church did not stop him because the pastor said: sacrifices are needed.

The vampire was rampaging in the church like a car, and many villagers were sucked into mummies by him. Many villagers wanted to escape from here, but they were stopped by the big believers guarding the gate.

The big believers said: "Accepting the sacrifice and becoming a sacrifice with a pious heart is also one of the things the believers have to do."

No mouth: Cult, proper fucking cult.

He was originally standing at the door, but he was squeezed into a circle by the fleeing villagers. The poor man is now so weak that he can't push the villagers away, so he was driven away...to the vicinity of the vampire.

The high priest stood on the pulpit in the center of the church, muttering, the vampires didn't attack the priest, they just grabbed the villagers around them to suck blood and eat meat.

The last unlucky villager beside him was sucked into a mummy.

Then, there is only no mouth left.

"What an ugly guy..."

For some unknown reason, Wuzui heard the murmur of the great Christian lurking in the shadows:
"Why is there such an ugly person in this village..."

"Did it burn like that? I feel like someone who has experience in surviving disasters..."

"However, I probably can't escape the clutches of LV7..."

The vest does not lose one's life, and the vest loses one's life.

At the moment, Wuzui immediately made a judgment - it must be fate!
He bit his finger on the spot and started painting on his palm with blood!

But his head is super cramped!
What can I do? !

There is only one word - forbearance! !
Now is a crisis of death! ! !
In an instant, he pulled out a barrier from the blood palm, he no longer needed to write in the barrier, he could directly apply the barrier command in his consciousness to the barrier that had been pulled up—LV7 vampires, forbidden to enter.

The vampire's claws were blocked by the barrier summoned by Mouthless.

On the pulpit, the muttering pastor paused, and the black hat immediately lowered his head!
"pagan!!!"

His voice is a bit old, giving people a sense of oppression that the hermit old man suddenly appeared:
"Heretic!!! Damn heretic!!! STOP IT!!! STOP IT!!!"

In an instant, all the big believers lurking in the darkness made their moves, the mouthless barrier was smashed directly, and the vampire grabbed him with a palm, and the sharp fangs were about to bite his neck...

The expected pain did not hit.

The High Priest stopped the vampire rampage.

"Fog God calm down!!! Fog God calm down!!!"

When Wuzui opened his eyes again, what he saw was that he fell to the ground, the priest's feet were in front of him, stepped on the vampire's head, and kept yelling: "Please calm the fog god!!! God of fog, please bless all the believers of the Salvation Society!!!...God of fog, the anger has been appeased!!!"

The vampire is chained back and deactivated.

Nozui was pulled up from the ground by the big priest, in front of him, the high priest stretched out his nails and carved it hard on his head.

Blood trickled from his forehead, trickled down the inner corners of his eyes, and blurred his eyes.

He only heard the whisper of the great priest: "Damn supernatural beings... Heretics... Join our Salvation Society..."

Nozui trembled crazily, didn't answer, and couldn't answer, because his vest was set to have no mouth.

The priest smiled and said, "If you don't join...or die..."

Mouthless crazy nod!

Great Priest: "Hahahahahahahaha!!!"

He laughed wildly, and after laughing for a few seconds, he suddenly pressed his mouthless head down heavily!
knock!knock! !knock! ! ! ——

Wuzui was knocked on the spot and kowtowed three times! ! !

"Welcome Protestants!!!" The priest raised his hands and shouted loudly: "The heathen just now has been burned to death!!! Everyone!!! Have you seen the punishment of the mist god on the unbelievers? ?!!!"

"I saw it! I saw it!!!" All the villagers who joined the Salvation Society and became believers shouted: "The red fog is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!! The red fog is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!! !"

A villager even broke his voice.

Wuzui knelt on the ground panting heavily, he opened his blurred eyes, looked at the mosaic world, and thought in his heart:

It's crazy...

These people...

How crazy! !
The priest ordered the disciples to take Wuzui aside, and then said to the disciple who shouted: "Come here, child, the fog god has forgiven you, the fog god said, to reward the pious believers..."

The believer who shouted the broken sound hurriedly rolled and crawled to the priest, and he kept shouting: "The red fog is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!!"

The pastor put his hand gently on him, and then pressed hard—buzizizizi...

"Ah~" The throat of the yelling believer returned to normal, and the wound on his body just escaped from the vampire has also healed, and he shouted: "Thanks to the fog god!!! The Salvation will last forever!!! The red fog will last forever!! ! The Fog God is Eternal!!!”

He was healed.

Those villagers present who didn't quite believe in the fog god, after witnessing this crazy ending, were also dumbfounded and lost the ability to think.

"Press that ugly Protestant over here too." The priest said again: "The Mist God will reward all pious believers and punish all heretics..."

He looked up and swept the surrounding villagers, and the wind blew up his black bamboo hat, and the fierce eyes under the bamboo hat were deeply imprinted in the hearts of every believer-"Sing loudly!!! Believers!! !Our Faith!!!—”

"The red mist is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!!"

"The red mist is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!!"

"The red mist is eternal!!! The fog god is eternal!!!"

……

In such an atmosphere, mouthless, healed.

The cramping in his head subsided, and the pain in his body also eased.

During the healing process, the high priest asked in an old voice in his ear:
"Your injury is not an ordinary injury... boy... where did you come from? How did you get hurt?"

No Zui kept shaking like a thrown dice, he didn't want to and couldn't answer this question, and he didn't have a mouth and couldn't answer it.

"Hehehehe... boy... on behalf of the Salvation Society, I welcome you to join... I hope you can get involved as soon as possible. I want to see you among the big believers..."

If Wuzui joined an MLM organization, then he has already won the first place in this MLM workplace - he is favored by the MLM boss.

The silent and nameless little Wuzui was spotted by the domineering president and the head of the cult overnight, what will greet him next?

The mission was over, and the Salvation Society left the village in the city.

The speculative squad that had been running rampant in the village in the city hadn't appeared since that night, and seemed to have disappeared overnight without a trace.

Later, the few villagers who did not participate in the evangelistic meeting discovered the bodies of the speculation team on the roof of the church.

Each one is a mummy.

Several of them still had multiple impact wounds on their bodies, and one of them had its brain exploded, and the pulp inside was twisted into a ball.

There is no real healing ability in this world, all healing abilities are just damage transfer...

However, most of the villagers, who are composed of ordinary people, don't know the rules of these abilities.

The Salvationists who had not set off told them: "This is the body of a heretic."

The fog god will reward all devout believers.

God of mist, will punish all heretics.

The belief in the fog god of the Salvation Society, after the crazy preaching, was firmly established in the hearts of all the villagers in a strange atmosphere.

The red mist is eternal.

The fog god is eternal.

In this world, there is another territory that believes in the fog god and the forces of the Salvation Society.

And Wuzui, who joined this cult, was taken away from this dilapidated urban village by the big believers, and went to a more terrifying place...

In the East District of N City, in Xingsheng Twelfth Lane.

"Ji Xiaoxuan, I heard that you harvested a cultist not long ago?" A woman with hair burning like flames was buried in the alley, raised her head, and asked, "How are you? Are you handsome?"

Ji Xiaoxuan shook his head, and replied: "Wang Lan, I advise you not to look for a partner in the red mist. There is a high probability that a handsome guy is a scum."

Wang Lan: "I don't need you to tell me, but it's better to be handsome than ugly. Don't you know that I have a buck-toothed man here this time. Damn, I'm so ugly..."

Ji Xiaoxuan: "It's a good thing you didn't come here with me this time, the person here is not as simple as buck teeth..."

Wang Lan: "What is that?"

Ji Xiaoxuan: "Without a mouth, it's really ugly."

There was a noise from outside the alley, and a group of people walked in with a truck full of gasoline.

Ji Xiaoxuan and Wang Lan kept their mouths shut, buried themselves in the shadows honestly, and continued to serve as big believers in the dark to supervise ordinary believers to deliver oil.

At the end, the sharp-eyed Ji Xiaoxuan pointed to a person in the back row who was escorting fuel with his head down, and said, "No, that's right, that's the one I'm talking about without a mouth, without a mouth."