"Who are you!?"

The cultist turned around and saw a strange man in white robe. He was so shocked that he jumped away a big step, and his back hit the wall.

Xu Bai shook his head with a "tsk" and said, "Young man, you can't do it. As a esoteric scholar, you need to be professional! Do you know what a professional is?"

Suddenly, a yellow book emerged from his hand.

He pointed to the above "Self-cultivation of the Secretists" and said, "Have you read this book? Being a Secretist also needs to increase your value! I see that you have even tried so hard to draw the sacrificial formation. After working on it for a long time, I also drew a defective product. Haven't your sect trained you? "

"How long have you been joining the sect to dare to let you go to work? Are you smearing us secretaries? Do you understand?"

"Who are you?"

The cultist looked at Xu Bai vigilantly.

He felt a completely different aura from this man with sunglasses.

The robe she wore was low-key but gave people an inexplicable sense of luxury, which was no different from the archbishop who was lofty.

He had only seen this aura and charm once in the Archbishop of his own sect. That was just an experience he had seen by chance at the sect assembly.

When the archbishop in white robe teaches the knowledge about the sect on the podium, his confidence and calmness in his every move, his calmness in his speech, and his vast and profound history hidden in his body, only those who see through the truth in the world can have it!

His idol is the archbishop, but when he saw the aura of a man with white robe and sunglasses, he was like a powerful archbishop who was incompetent instructing a junior who was unable to teach.

Is this an illusion?

Why is the whole person's sense of existence comparable to that of the Archbishop!?

A thin cold sweat popped out from behind him, subconsciously holding his breath, watching the mysterious man in white robe and sunglasses in front of him walk forward, stained with Wang Fugui's blood again, and painted a new array picture on the other side of him.

The cultist who was shocked by Xu Bai was as ignorant as a child who did something wrong, standing aside as Xu Bai constantly drew new formation maps.

Under such circumstances, he couldn't even feel anything other than awe and admiration! Even if Xu Bai's back was exposed to him, he had no idea of ​​sneak attack. Instead, he focused on Xu Bai's behavior.

"How is this possible!? Where did you learn this sacrifice array? This kind of formation diagram has not been recorded even in the sect!"

The constantly perfected sacrifice formation has already begun to have its charm, as if there is an indescribable evil god hidden in the formation map. His winding and steep route is like a tumultuous tentacle. With the cooperation of these lines, the mystery of zodiac and mysticism is contained in it.

It is a genius who can think of people who use this clever means to draw magic circles!

Whether it is someone who has developed this kind of magic circle, or someone who can perfectly replicate the charm and essence inside! At least in the Silver Twilight Secretariat, it must be at least at the cadre level!

"Did you see it? This is the sacrifice formation! You don't respect Cthulhu at all. If you sacrifice that defective product to Cthulhu, be careful that you will go to bed at night and he will ask you to return the product in your dream."

Xu Bai looked at the cultist in front of him with disappointment.

"Look at it well, study hard!"

"What I tell you now is called professional!"

After saying that, he added a few strange arcs to the magic circle around the bloody red in his hand, and suddenly this array diagram that looked extremely exquisite came to life!

It was no longer a stereotyped pattern or line, nor a delicate description, but came alive! The sacrifice formation in front of me was as strange as an indescribable evil god living inside!

"This is called professionalism!" Xu Bai said.

Seeing this, the cultists almost knelt down to Xu Bai. His legs trembled and he stepped forward to caress the extremely perfect sacrifice formation map. His eyes looked at Xu Bai with endless worship.

"How did you do it!" He looked up at Xu Bai. The other party's white robe was like bathing in holy light. Xu Bai was in his heart, and he was about to climb to the level of the archbishop.

Xu Bai raised his sunglasses with his middle finger and said, "There is nothing else, I'm just familiar with it."

The cultist quickly grabbed Xu Bai's arm and said sincerely: "Which essay group is you from? A person as capable as you must be the archbishop of a essay group!"

Looking at Xu Bai's white robe, it was not the uniform of their own sect, so it was speculated that this person was probably a senior executive of other sect sects.

Even if he couldn't make friends, the magic circle he learned today was enough for him to reminisce for a lifetime!

Upon hearing this, Xu Bai grinned and said, "I do not belong to any esoteric sect, I only belong to the great Cthulhu!"

Xu Bai, wearing sunglasses, couldn't see his eyes clearly, but when he mentioned Cthulhu, the cultists would show fanatical gazes.

"Great! We are also from the great Cthulhu! We are the Silver Twilight Secretariat. Have you heard of our sect?" the cultist asked hurriedly.

"My game nickname is Encore, I want to invite you to join... Oh no... You can do it even if you don't join, but for someone as knowledgeable as you, I believe you can meet our senior management!"

"Whether you choose to join the Silver Twilight Secretariat or not, we are servants of the great Cthulhu! We will bring Cthulhu back to the ground! Broken seals! Let the stars return to the right place!"

As he said that, An Ke knelt on the ground and kept kneeling to Xu Baihua's sacrifice formation.

"Is the Silver Twilight Secretology? Sorry, this is the first time I have heard of your Secretology. But since everyone is a servant of the great Cthulhu, I am also very interested in meeting your big family." Xu Bai said slowly.

After An Ke knelt down for a while, he jumped up excitedly, as if he regarded Xu Bai as his own person.

"It is my honor to meet you! You must be the greatest gift from the great Cthulhu to our sect! I have seen it. After you join, our plan will be more smooth!"

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and we will bring Cthulhu and Lalaye back to the world!"

"Okay, let's set off! I can't wait to bring you back to the sect now!"

Xu Bai looked at the cold corpse on the ground and said, "What about this? Will you leave if you don't sacrifice?"

Enke waved his hand quickly and said, "He is just a traitor who has no knowledge or background. Even if he sacrifices to the great Cthulhu, he is just as small as sand and gravel. Now you are more important than him!"

Unexpectedly, Xu Bai said righteously: "You are wrong! How can you say you don't want the sacrifice? Every sacrifice is our respect to the great Lord Cthulhu!"

"Yes, yes! What you taught is very yes!" An Ke hurriedly ran forward and dragged Wang Fugui's body to Xu Bai's painting's sacrifice formation.

While he loudly read the strange scales of the audience, he roared in a low voice, and roared in the simplest tone.

Xu Bai can understand this, and the general meaning is to praise Cthulhu and Lalaye. The sentence is very short, just repeating this meaning.

As the sacrifice formation was activated, a twisted space suddenly formed, and then a light blue light swallowed the sacrifice like a tide.

Enke looked up at Xu Bai and asked, "I'll ask you, what is your game nickname?"

Xu Bai said: "A different road."
Chapter completed!