My little country

It looked dark outside, in an office building that should have been empty.

Located in the large internal conference room on the highest floor.

The tables and chairs have been re-arranged a long time ago. A wooden six-pointed star altar was placed in the center. Under the lighting equipment, a cultist in a red robe used sheep's blood to deepen the engraving on the altar.

On the walls, there are a lot of bone products and wild animal products.

Under the soft light design of the ceiling, it looks a bit gloomy.

This place was obviously converted into a place of worship, and more than fifty men, women and children gathered here.

They all wore masks, dressed in silk clothes that were fashionable only in the classical period, surrounded the altar and held candles in low prayers.

Although they hide their faces and cannot see their expressions, they can be seen from their behavior and behavior.

At least they all seem extremely pious.

It seemed to really believe in the existence of the true god that these cultists claimed.

It's just that, inside, a middle-aged man wearing an Aries mask who behaves very piously, is praying while carefully looking at every believer.

Especially those cultists wearing black masks as organizers are his focus.

As one of the best agents of Citi's intelligence department, the middle-aged man replaced the Aries mask believer in disguise, and it has been almost a week since he came to participate in this evil spirit gathering.

Since they got secret information a week ago, they said it was a group of wealthy people who had been filed for playing cult worship and suddenly changed and became mysterious.

Citigroup's intelligence department, which was quite concerned about the anomaly, took action immediately.

During this period, the middle-aged man with the Aries mask that they grabbed made them more interested.

Because they knew from their mouths that these empty and lonely wealthy people were actually just a sect that worshipped the god of the morning star.

The reason why they join it is just to satisfy the mystery and satisfaction of ego and selflessness.

Strictly speaking, this sect belongs to a kind of ancient gods. Apart from slaughtering cattle and sheep for sacrifice, it has nothing to taboo, so after filing, the local government has kept one eye closed.

However, something unexpected happened.

According to the middle-aged man, their most recent sacrifice was answered by the gods!

Apostles who had gained divine power appeared, and they were logically incorporated.

Then naturally they used their money contacts to develop secretly.

From the perspective of the intelligence department, this is the old cult of veteran cultists.

If there were no extraordinary events during this period, these cultists who tried to bypass them to extract money would have been interviewed by them.

I haven't taken any action, just considering that in case it is really a mysterious force.

Tonight is the last night in his superior plan.

If this cult that fools a bunch of wealthy people can't bring out the real thing after this night.

Then they will catch it all.

Those backbones and organizers who preach doctrine and deceive others will be severely punished by the law.

As for those wealthy people who want to live forever and want to be transcendent, in exchange, the agent's superiors don't mind that the charity foundation of their department suddenly gets more kindness the next day.

"God is here!"

The crowd sang the last prayer together, and then they raised candles together under the arrangement.

boom!

Suddenly, the six acute angles of the altar burst out of flames, illuminating the surroundings, and at the same time, the space seemed to begin to tremble slightly.

Such a vision caused several of the believers who had just joined the female believers to exclaim.

"Small bugs."

The agent frowned slightly, feeling more and more that this was just pretending to be a fool.

He was ready to inform his colleagues who were ready for arrest.

However, suddenly, the cultist standing on the altar looked at the agent.

The moment his eyes met each other, the agent only felt that a trace of chill suddenly appeared from the depths of his spine, and it quickly spread all over his body.

It made him feel like an ice cellar, instantly losing his ability to move!

"How is it possible, how is this done!"

"Hypnosis? Gas medicine? Or... extraordinary power?"

When the agent was panicked.

The cultist on the altar already opened his hands and said loudly: "The true god just told me that we have a traitor!"

"He doesn't believe in gods, but he sneaks into us quietly, trying to destroy the sacrifices we wait for!"

"Tell me out loud, what should we do to treat such a traitor?"

In the crowd, several cultists who came with the people of this altar immediately raised candles and screamed feverishly: "Sacrifice him to God!"

"Burn him to death!"

"Yes, burn him to death!"

Under the roar, a frenetic atmosphere suddenly rose in this conference room.

Several cultists tied up the agents and pressed the altar.

The leader stepped back a little, and swept his eyes around to look at the believers who looked expectantly behind the masks.

Based on his thirty years of missionary experience, if this sacrifice can be completed today, it will definitely have an unprecedented spiritual impact on these wealthy people.

Then it was time for him to harvest.

Thinking of this, his heart could not help but heat up.

His goal in life is to be like the great predecessor in Citi, to be the king of the country within the country!

Although the Kingdom II died, it is undeniable that the leader did enjoy the wonderful taste and honor of the Lord of the Kingdom, and he is still dead!

But to succeed, you need not only talent, but also money.

How to make these rich people become lambs is the most critical step in this process.

"The goddess of luck is with me, bless me, this time everything will go well." The leading cultist touched the ornament hidden on his chest, when the atmosphere was at its strongest.

He stepped forward, drew out a dagger, and slowly placed it on the agent's neck under the excited eyes of many believers.

"There is nothing more shocking than offering sacrifices to the same kind."

"Huh, this time I must..."

Just when this cultist planned to cut it off.

Suddenly, he heard a sound of sacred music in his ears.

His face changed slightly.

As an excellent magic stick, he is well aware of the importance of the coordination among environmental atmosphere, medicine and hypnotism.

In the environmental atmosphere, in addition to the decoration and layout, music is also an important part. Once you make a mistake, the effect you want to achieve will be halved or even counterproductive.

Therefore, he glared at his companion and asked him to deal with it quickly.

But suddenly realized that the music was getting clearer and clearer, so that he had the illusion of putting on headphones.

I have hallucinations?

At this critical time?

As a sacred stick with the qualifications of a hypnotist, he realized for the first time that there was a problem with his spirit.

Immediately, he realized that he alone had heard the sacred music that became louder and louder.

He suddenly felt the ornament on his chest become scorching and tingling.

Immediately, he saw that his altar suddenly shed a lot of blood.

The blood flows into a river, but it happens to gather on the altar and will not flow out.

This cultist retreated instinctively. Just after landing, he realized that he had made a mistake this time. As a sacrifice, how could he leave the altar?

Just don't wait for him to want a remedy.

The blood-colored flames suddenly boiled from the altar.

Then, a demon with two wings formed by flames, with a fierce face and a height of at least three meters, emerged from the blood with the flames.

The agent who was still at the altar softened his legs and sat on the altar.

"Evil... Devil?"

"Is this sacrifice real? Did these guys really summon demons?"

The agent's mind became a mess.

It's just that the cultists are actually confused at this time.

Although they are a cult under the official definition, they also engage in flesh and blood sacrifices, violate the law and deceive people, but they really don't worship demons!

The worship of others is one of the ancient gods truly recorded in the classics, and it cannot be beaten with the devil!

Unless the ancient god was played by the devil from the beginning, how could this ritual summon the devil!

God!

Is this him...threatening to think carefully!