Witch Wind

Chapter 276: Black Sun Cult Leader (Part )

Liu Li was breathing heavily.

There was blood at his feet.

Two skinny, black-haired, black-eyed boys had huge cuts on their abdomens from a sharp knife, their internal organs all spilled out. They stared with wide eyes, their faces twisted and hideous, full of disbelief.

There were faint fluctuations of magical power on their bodies that were rapidly dissipating.

Between their brows, a small black sun mark was transforming into extremely fine black gas, slowly blending into the air, along with a slight howl.

Hercule held a large cigar sent from the Kingdom of England in his mouth and puffed smoke happily.

"Well done, my brother. They are traitors of the Black Sun. They have received the Black Sun's gift and possess the Black Sun's power, but they have betrayed our beliefs and our goals."

Hegri sighed: "Because of their betrayal, our brothers in Azt City have lost a total of 300 people in the past six months. This is a huge loss, very big!"

"But fortunately, I have a brother like you who is smart, capable, and extremely pious. The brothers and sisters with development potential that you helped me find have all become devout believers, and they are doing very well at the church headquarters. You must keep working hard, my brother!"

A bottle of low-quality wine, two withered vegetable leaves, and a large piece of thick earthworm meat were brought to Liu Li.

Liu Li, who was covered in blood, smiled naively, sat down cross-legged, ate meat and drank wine with big mouthfuls. After the meat and wine were all finished, he carefully picked up the two leaves and ate them one piece at a time with great enjoyment.

Then he fell to the ground drunkenly and started snoring.

Hegrid's smile faded. He walked slowly to Liu Li's side, gently kicked his cheek with his toes, and muttered in a low voice: "What a useful hound... my brother? Oh, are you worthy? Lowly bastard... But I have to thank you very much. If it weren't for you, how could I have made such a great contribution, and also got such a precious maid, and such wonderful luxury goods!"

"Tea, wine, meat, coffee, cigars, silk, porcelain... Oh, I'm just the director of the special services department of a small third-level survival base city, ha ha ha."

Hegrid took a long puff of his cigar and waved his hand: "Gather the people, change your hair color and eye color, dress like untouchable gangsters, and let's go... My little brother, hehe, have you found another base that is suspected to be the Black Sun Church?"

"The last time he found a base, there really were three Black Sun cultists preaching there."

"If we can find a few more Black Sun believers this time, the credit will be… well, another half a pound of Rainforest Longjing tea." A ray of dark golden light in Hegri's eyes spurted out three inches long, and he murmured, "With my strength, I can even serve as a preparatory member of the committee."

"But I can only be the special services director of a small third-level survival base city... bastard!"

"Those dandies who enjoy high positions."

"If the Black Sun Church was not doomed to be destroyed... I really wish I were the Archbishop of the Black Sun Church... I really want to chop off the heads of those damned young men and use them as urinals."

Deep ventilation ducts.

On the iron wall, the small fluorescent bulbs emitted a light as dim as that of fireflies.

The elite members of the Special Service Department, wearing tattered gowns, with black hair, black eyes, bulging waists and carrying various heavy weapons, moved silently in the pipes in twos and threes. The total number of them exceeded three thousand.

Wherever they passed, in the dark corners, people would occasionally shout at them.

With the sound of bones breaking, all the poor and untouchables who saw their actions along the way were killed.

Behind this elite special forces, a large logistics collection team, with a large number of kinetic unicycles, followed not far away. All the bodies of the poor and untouchables who were killed were neatly stacked on the unicycles.

Hercule sat on a four-wheeled cart and walked at the front of the team.

In his hand, he had an electronic map with clear road signs made by Liu Li. Under the leadership of Hegri, they walked along the complex ventilation ducts for more than an hour, opened several tunnel doors on the iron wall that were privately opened by the poor and untouchables, and entered the more complex and extremely harsh sewer system.

A circle of dim light lit up on Hegri's car, and the three layers of repulsion field inside and outside repelled all the foul smell and wastewater in the sewer, as well as the filth and dirt suspended in the air.

Behind Hercule, the elite members of the Special Service, dressed as ordinary poor people and untouchables, cursed in low voices and walked into the sewage with despair on their faces. The shallowest part was as high as their waists.

All kinds of filth that cannot be described in words, mixed with the corpses of a large number of snakes, rats, and insects, floated quietly on the sewage, flowing slowly forward at a constant speed.

The large group of people followed the sewage all the way forward, turned more than a dozen corners, and the sewage channel in front suddenly became wider.

On one side of the Wushui Channel, there is a working platform with two old-style multi-barreled high-speed cannons standing steadily on the platform. More than a dozen burly men wearing old-style armor are guarding the two high-speed cannons, staring grimly at the Wushui Channel that exudes a foul smell.

Several elite members of the Special Service strode forward.

Without waiting for the men to ask, they shouted softly, and a black sun mark appeared on their foreheads, the same as Liu Li's. Wisps of strange magical power waves spread from the eyebrows of these elite special forces. The men exhaled heavily, loosened their fingers from the triggers of the high-speed guns, and whispered: "Which side are you from? Ahem, password? The water in Taohuatan is deep..."

The elite members of the Special Service Department mumbled vaguely. The men blinked their eyes. The leading man hurriedly asked, "What did you say? Speak clearly? Hey, brother, the password..."

Before he finished speaking, the elite members of the Special Service Department had already stepped forward quickly and got within a distance of fifteen meters. Then, countless black electric beams as thick as fists silently burst out from their bodies and injected fiercely into the bodies of these men.

Dozens of burly men suddenly stiffened.

From skin to bone marrow, their muscles collapsed rapidly. Under the terrible shock of electrical energy, except for the man in the lead, the bodies of the others collapsed in an instant and turned into ashes.

The elite members of the brigade's special service department rushed forward and quickly occupied the small artillery position.

Hercules's small four-wheeled vehicle floated over, and he asked in a low voice: "How is it?"

A young man with a black sun mark on his forehead laughed softly, "Yes, he is from the Black Sun Church. However, he is obviously a rookie... Hey, easy to deal with."

Hercule took out a three-sided pointed cone that was as thick as a thumb and more than a foot long.

He grabbed the stiff, immobile leader and thrust the three-edged spike into his forehead without hesitation. With a hissing sound, faint runes lit up on the three-edged spike, and the man's body began to twitch violently. His eyeballs bulged out of his sockets, and he opened his mouth, with white foam coming out of it.

With a "swish", a drop of sticky white liquid came out from the top of the three-sided cone.

Hercule lightly touched the white liquid with his fingers, put it into his mouth, and tasted it carefully. A very fine dark golden light flashed in his eyes. Hercule muttered in a low voice: "Remember, the password for the next two levels... East of Jieshi... A strong wind is rising..."

Hegrid muttered a few pieces of poetry, then made a few "Pooh" sounds of disgust and complained: "The passwords of these heretics and demons are really weird. Heretics are heretics after all, and demons are demons after all... I can't understand the "beauty" of their civilization at all!"

"But their luxury goods are really nice. Especially the tea leaves, ah!"

Hercule sighed in ecstasy.

He waved his hand forward, and the special agents with black sun marks on their foreheads quietly stepped forward...

After getting the following command from the leader's mind, the Special Service passed the subsequent checkpoints more easily. Finally, accompanied by the rumbling sound of sewage, they came to a huge space where hundreds of sewage pipes converged.

From all directions, sewage pipes with diameters ranging from three to thirty meters all converged into this huge circular space. Streams of sewage rushed like black dragons, with terrible roars, spraying far away from the pipes, and finally with a large amount of water mist, whistling into the huge sewage pool below.

A huge whirlpool formed in the deep pool with a diameter of more than 20 miles, and a low roar continued to be heard from below.

This is a mid-term hub for sewage treatment. All sewage will be consumed here, and the water will be refined, recycled, and after multiple layers of purification, it will be sent to all corners of Azte City through complex recycled water pipelines. The solid impurities in the sewage will be recycled in different categories and sent to the deep underground cultivation base to cultivate various messy "food ingredients".

Above this huge mid-terminal hub, twelve waist-thick steel cables extended from the surrounding iron walls, firmly fixing a metal disc with a diameter of about a mile. On the metal disc, which was about a mile thick, there was a small tower, which was the living place for the staff who were responsible for maintenance and supervision of the entire sewage treatment terminal on weekdays.

But when Hercule and the others arrived, thousands of ragged men and women had gathered on the huge metal disc. They were kneeling quietly on the ground, swaying their bodies gently from side to side to the low sound of the Dharma drum and some strange rhythm.

On the platform, between the eyebrows of every man and woman, there was a black sun pattern that emitted a faint black light.

Strange spiritual fluctuations swirled around these men and women.

Three slim girls in black long skirts, holding pale bone staffs, were dancing lightly in the middle of the circle formed by the crowd. Their dancing was simple and wild, full of strange primitive and wild beauty, like flowing wind, like dancing fire. Sometimes, their movements became vigorous and powerful, like cheetahs running wildly in a hurricane, with an indescribable surging breath of life.

As the three girls danced, strands of strange power continued to fall from the void.

As it approached these thousands of men and women, this strange power gradually manifested itself, transforming into countless extremely tiny, translucent patterns that looked like bird feathers.

These patterns gradually merged into the bodies of these men and women. Beneath their skin, strands of fine muscle fibers rapidly bulged and squirmed, as if countless extremely fine tapeworms were running through their bodies.

The sound of "crackling" was heard continuously. The physical strength of these men and women was increasing, and their life fields were also constantly improving.

Hercules' four-wheeled vehicle was hovering at the exit of a huge sewage pipe. Behind him, a large group of elite special forces had dark liquid rolling on their bodies. Soon they were wearing dark-colored fully enclosed armor.

Before their eyes, a transparent crystal light screen flickered.

A large amount of indicator data is surging wildly. When they fix their eyes on a certain man or woman, they can immediately obtain detailed data to mark the level of the man and woman's physical strength and life energy field.

Hercule smiled and nodded: "Only hounds that blend into the prey group can find these prey better."

With a sigh, Hegri muttered in a low voice: "Lovely Liu Li, what a capable young man... After we have wiped out all the heretics and evil demons in the entire Azt City, I won't even be willing to kill him."

Shaking his head, Hegrid smiled and said, "However, when I eliminate all the heretics in Azt City, then my position will not only be the director of the special services department of a third-level survival base city, right? At that time, I can take him to a new, higher position, and let him and other guys like him serve me better."

The smug Hercule sighed with satisfaction.

With dark golden eyes, he took a deep look at the three dancing girls on the platform, and Hercule murmured in a low voice: "Go, kill them. But, leave those three women to me... They should be the 'maidens' of the Black Sun Church's Azt City. They are the purest virgins. I must enjoy them well."

"According to the scale of the poor and untouchables in Azt City, according to convention, the number of believers they have developed here should be more than 200,000... here, there are about 3,000 people?" Hercule pursed his lips, a little dissatisfied: "So, these three maids will not be too high-level."

"However, a maid is still a maid after all. I will gladly accept this credit."

Hegrid waved his hand, and about three thousand elite special service officers shouted and took to the air together. With strong winds, flames, clouds, and dust surging around them, they rushed towards the metal platform seven or eight miles away with great momentum.

There were still several miles away from the circular platform. Dozens of burly elite special service officers who were rushing in the front, with high-energy stun guns in their hands, sprayed light bullets with a buzzing sound at the men and women on the circular platform. The light bullets as big as water tanks vibrated violently and shot away as fast as lightning.

The high-energy stun gun is a highly lethal mist specially developed by the Special Service Department when it was encircling and suppressing the Black Sun Church, targeting complex environments and special places such as underground pipelines that cannot be destroyed indiscriminately.

Stun bombs have almost no damage to metal materials.

However, for flesh and blood, once the stun bomb explodes, the special physical shock field can explode all flesh and blood within the radiation range into tiny particles at the molecular level.

Hundreds of stun bombs were fired with a terrifying buzzing sound. On the circular platform, the light swaying of thousands of men and women suddenly stopped. They all turned around, and their pale green eyes were fixed on the special service officers who were flying towards them.

Hercule suddenly felt cold all over.

He stood up suddenly and shouted: "Defense!"

Just as he finished speaking, in the center of the stage, where the three girls in black skirts were dancing, a large dark light shot up into the sky, accompanied by a shrill howl, and a black skeleton with a diameter of nine feet emerged from the black light. As soon as it appeared, two sticky black lights surged out from the two eye sockets of the black skeleton.

The black light diffused like glue.

The dark blue stun bomb was swept by the black light, like a stuck fly, trapped in the void and unable to move.

'Boom boom boom'!
The stun bombs exploded at the same time, and large areas of dark blue light spread out in all directions.

The killing range of each blast bomb was about ten feet. Hundreds of blast bombs exploded simultaneously, but only caused negligible ripples on the black light, and failed to cause any other harm.

Black light rushed forward.

Many elite members of the Special Service Department cried out in unison. Their bodies, like the stun bombs, froze in the air and could not move.

“I…” Dozens of elite special forces with black sun marks on their foreheads twitched violently. They wailed and then shouted in unison: “My Lord, the Black Sun is the Highest!”

The next moment, the aura of these elite Secret Service officers suddenly changed. Wisps of black aura continued to spew out of their bodies, accompanied by evil power fluctuations. Their hair and eyes, which had been dyed black, quickly returned to their original color.

Blond hair and golden eyes, or silver eyes, or bronze eyes...

Their bodies twitched violently for a few times, and with a long howl of "The Highest Black Sun", their golden hair and colorful eyes turned pure black in the blink of an eye.

Their eyes, in particular, were as dark as black holes, from which not even a single ray of light could escape.

Emptiness, loneliness, nothingness.

At the edges of their eyes, extremely thin black blood vessels spread out, making their pupils look like small black suns, emitting a suffocating and terrifying chill.

'Swish!'
Behind these mutated elite special forces, flesh and blood were flying everywhere, and large amounts of blood mist were splattering.

Huge flesh wings suddenly stretched out, and the heads, arms, and feet of these guys began to undergo strange changes. They quickly turned into huge, half-human, half-crow strange creatures.

The skulls were wriggling. The bones beneath the scalps of these mutated elite special forces solidified into the shape of crowns, the flesh and bones of their left hands solidified into long swords, and the flesh and bones of their right arms solidified into strange bone staffs.

The bone swords and bone staffs collided gently, and there was a deafening thunderous explosion. These half-human, half-crow guys opened their long bird beaks and shouted in unison: "Praise the Black Sun, welcome the leader!"

Hegrid groaned.

His face twisted as he looked at the black skeleton floating on the round platform. He groaned with great difficulty, "Head of the Black Sun? How is that possible? Who are you? How could you possibly come and deal with me personally?"

"I am just a Level 3 Survival Base City, a trivial Special Service Director, Hercule..."

A sweet and soft voice sounded faintly.

"But you have the combat power of a Golden Immortal, don't you?"

"Especially, you actually let your secret agent possess the power of the Black Sun? There is an elder-level figure in the Black Sun Church who is colluding with you, right? Who is it? Tell me his name, and I will give you a chance to be my running dog!"

(End of this chapter)