The low house is like a small apartment, with a strong historical atmosphere just like the surroundings.

The apartment building in the 1930s painted an inverted triangle with red liquid on the exterior wall, and a pentagram in the inverted triangle.

"That's the territory of the Blood Cult." said the uncle.

Xu Bai took the lead and the three of them sneaked over.

The location here is still a little far from the University of Miskatanik and not far from the witch's hut.

There are high walls on both sides, and as long as the people in the apartment ahead do not notice them, it is still very easy to succeed.

At this time, in the apartment.

Two Blood Cultists in red robes were on standby in the apartment, and their location was already the most remote place occupied by their power.

If you have any conflicts with other sects in your daily life, you must continue to go deeper.

"You said, the boss and the others were reluctant to join forces to clear the phantom monster inside first, and they were unwilling to give in. All the three forces were stinging the checks and balances."

"Do they still want this book of the Dead?"

"There is no way, this is the situation now. No one wants to suffer a loss. It will definitely be unfavorable to clear the power of the shadow monster first. In addition to working first, you have to eat other people's cold guns. No one will be fools."

“…”

Two Blood Cultists were chatting. The Blood Cult is also an α-level player at the most. The threshold for these major forces is also high, and at least a level 10 player can join.

To advance, you must have higher strength and rankings, and you will also have more knowledge and secrets to come into contact with.

The Blood Cult, which was originally a gangster, had the guns and ammunition they owned to have the right to speak in Arkham in troubled times.

Although this tense checks and balances of the three parties will cause casualties due to occasional conflicts.

But that happens only when you go deeper. Everyone's purpose is to book of the Dead. Who will go around this position without any trouble?

And when you arrive at this location in the apartment, you will see the territory of the Blood Cult at 180 degrees, which is simply seeking death.

So, this place has always been boring as if it was too idle to fade out of a bird.

Suddenly, they heard a creepy knock on the door!

Dongdong--

"who?"

Boring apartment, but no one came to me for too long.

"Come to support us?"

With doubts, the two Blood Cultists went to open the door suspiciously and had already taken out the pistol at their waists!

In Arkham, it is normal to have guns.

Even among the hearings among various forces, there is a tank in the Amethyst Church!

He slowly opened the door and was the first to see a man in white robe.

"Hello."

The other party said in French.

The Blood Cultist looked at the familiar face in front of him and said suspiciously: "Max? Why did you come to the territory of the Blood Cult? Are you worried about us?"

Called "Max", the man in white robe just smiled.

He looked at the two Blood Cultists standing in front and behind, both of whom were placed sideways without showing a look, just blocking their sight.

That is the knowledge of weapons hidden, such as darts, daggers and other short and cold weapons.

The more likely one is a pistol!

But after the man in the white robe said hello, he remained silent.

The two Blood Cultists looked around but found no other person.

"Why don't you speak?"

"And why do you look weird? It seems to be a little shorter than usual."

"What's going on in your robe? Have you been promoted? Have you become a deacon?"

A series of questions asked, but the man in white still did not answer.

Because he can no longer say anything except hello...

Xu Bai stared at the two of them. He used Shugs to cover his face, and then mimicked the appearance of the white French man before.

The guy claimed to be familiar with Arkham, but after Xu Bai's verification, he did not make any falsehood.

He suddenly said in Chinese: "I follow the order of Jug Sotos and give you two guidance!"

"What are you talking about?" asked the Blood Cultist, who was led.

Although the facts of the game system were translated into my mind, it was too nonsense to say Chinese to a Frenchman!

Xu Bai suddenly took out a pitch-black scepter!

"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Two Blood Cultists immediately pulled out their guns and pointed them at Xu Bai!

"Max, calm down! Put down your staff! Please try to stop your attempt to use magic!"

The two of them were also experienced and knew what was going to happen when they saw the staff.

As long as Xu Bai recalls some strange spells and prayers, they will shoot without hesitation!

The reason why the man in the white robe did not immediately exploded with a shot is mainly because the other party is protected by gang forces. No matter what the reason is, there is a high probability that a conflict will turn into a camp battle.

Generally speaking, they still don’t like to attack people from other forces.

Next, something happened that stunned the two Blood Cultists.

I saw the man in the white robe in front of me disappear quietly!

Just under their noses, they disappeared instantly, without even a prepared spell casting action. The disappearing mode was very similar to the situation where they instantly left the real world when entering the dungeon.

"He... has he entered the dungeon?"

The two Blood Cultists who raised guns couldn't touch their heads because this move was too strange. They had to chant spells when casting spells, pray for communication power, and even one or two sacrifices were not prepared.

Being able to be invisible means that you have entered a different dimension or level from the main world.

Can this be an operation that people can do?

Therefore, it does not exist for a man in white robe to be invisible. It is more likely that he suddenly matched a copy.

“…”

But this most confusing farce ended soon.

After the white-robed man disappeared, they were about to close the door and go back to the apartment to rest, a violent rupture sound came from above their heads!

Cracklala!

Suddenly, an uncle with a fierce and ferocious face fell from the sky!

He fucked the roof in an instant!

With the fallen wooden boards and bricks, the black shadow enveloped a blood cultist!

"Sacred shit! This..."

Bang!

The incident happened so quickly that before the two of them could react, the unlucky Blood Cultivator was instantly slapped to death by the fallen uncle!

The oncoming slap also brought a heart-pounding sound of wind breaking, and the cheekbones, nose bones, and chin were slapped to pieces!

Before the scream could be heard, the man fell down.

"Heavenly killed!"

Another Blood Cultist was about to shoot, but suddenly climbed up a wet and slippery unknown object in his hand!

It's like a slime, but it also has an indescribable sense of resistance!

And this ball of "unidentified object" made him unable to pull the trigger. The whole ball of stickiness and filth forced the trigger to lock the position!

"What's this!?"

The Blood Cultist looked down and saw a strange creature that touched his tense nerves, wriggling and tumbling, parasitizing in his hands like a sarcoma!

And the dense pupils on it, without eye masks, are staring at me!

By this time, it was too late.

Another strong wind came towards me!
Chapter completed!