The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 505 Day 237

"The Tilly people are never afraid of death!"

"The glory of God will always shine on Usman~"

"Ugh, I'm being blocked! Let us go! Devil!"

Some people are very stubborn, some people are very wronged——

"God! Whether you're asking questions or interrogating or whatever, at least speak a fucking language we can understand, damn it! Fuck!"

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you~"

"Go to hell bastard! You're not a devil at all! You're a madman!"

Lao Wang was silent for a while, looked at the corpses, and turned to Li Cang: "I didn't turn on the translator just now, did I?"

"What do you think?"

"Okay, I apologize," Lao Wang knocked down the one who yelled the most fiercely with a hammer, the expression on his face was so comfortable and ferocious, "Then, the question continues, what the hell are you all?! I said!!"

What was dragged out was a big man with grape-colored hair wearing a bearskin waistcoat decorated with various bone products. Pharaoh + translator filled his ears with magical voices in 11 languages. Turn over with a hammer.

"Mother Xipi, after chasing me so hard, now you are pretending to be dumb with your father? Next! You!"

boom!
"Next!"

boom!
In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground, Lao Wang spat and dragged out another person.

The man looked at the dead body on the ground and then at the more than a hundred companions behind him. The soles of his feet were as soft as cotton, and his face was covered with water, snot and tears in his crotch, and his psychological defense immediately collapsed: "Woo, I said, what are you asking?" I'll say it all, don't kill me. Spare me."

boom!
Lie down again.
The remaining one hundred or so people did not dare to take a breath, for fear of being dragged out and swung a hammer.

Too scary!

This is a crazy batch!
You have to at least ask questions when tortured.
Just one word from beginning to end, say it!
Say what?

Then you fucking ask!

Lao Wang pulled out another lucky guy from the crowd, referring to the previous cases of the meaningless companions who died like ants, this guy was motivated by the desire to survive and said like popping beans: "My name is Alexander. Vine Tilly is a free man and I hunt for a living at 43 years old. I'm a good man. I haven't done a single bad thing except killing Usman dogs. I'm an eighty-year-old mother.

Blood is flowing!

died!

Another fucking one!
More than 100 people almost urinated half of it on the spot, and their anger was pungent.

Li Cang, the old dynasty, nodded, and he didn’t know how many times he pulled out a person from the crowd: “Tsk, this is not enough, Zhenjill has no backbone, it’s almost the same, Teacher Cang, just ask, there will be absolutely no lies this time !"

Compared with the ferocious old Wang who killed people without blinking, Li Cang looked significantly less dangerous. The guy who was dragged out tried his best to curl up and rub against Li Cang, his eyes full of desire for survival.

"Well, let's talk about why you attacked us first?"

After listening to the translation, the handsome black-haired and blue-eyed guy in his 20s felt his legs tighten, his crotch was full of feces and fart, and he didn't dare to speak again.

Old Wang's eyes slanted, and the young man quickly put away his hesitant gesture of "hmmmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
"Because you are devils"

"No, it's not us, it's Tilly City-State who pronounced the sentence. You people on the extraterrestrial meteorite island are all devils. You will summon horrible zombies and monsters, and you will turn into people in our memory to lure us. Fallen, can also use evil witchcraft. Summon evil spirits"

"We don't want to, we are protecting ourselves."

"Oh?" Li Cang asked: "Have there been many so-called 'extraterritorial meteor islands' here? Are there people like us?"

"Very, many! Every month!"

The young man stuttered and spoke incoherently, which brought great difficulties to the not-so-powerful translator.

"I've come here twice this month. The last batch of demons were sent to the stake by the Usman Tribunal. They were massacred by the devils and killed a total of 200 people! It is said that flesh and blood covered a kilometer of land!"

As he talked, the young man seemed to have gradually forgotten his fear, and there was an emotion called faith and piety in his eyes.

"The referee said that because the Usmans' beliefs are not pure enough, they invite the devil to slaughter! The devil covets our lives and the city, and tries every means to invade the Tilly city-state. Prayer and holy water can't kill the devil, but the referee and holy fire oil can!"

"The Tribunal has existed for 220 years, and it has led us step by step to establish the city-state of Tilly. It could have led us out of this prison, but it was betrayed by this group of damned Usmans. These damned Usmans have devils. Bloodline, devil's bloodline, same as you, same as you!"

"It's getting more and more outrageous." Lao Wang kicked the young man over, frowned and said, "I don't think you should waste your time with them, Mr. Cang, this horse riding is a group of lunatics, and it will take three or five generations to brainwash them." People can't get the effect out of it."

Tai Xiaoyi and Li Leisi were also shocked and bewildered.

What the hell, mass hysteria?

"Ah, don't kill me, don't eat me, the glory of God will always shine on the Tilly people!" Under the horrified eyes of the young blue-eyed handsome guy, a dog leg walked over, but it didn't kill him, but beat him to death. Helped him to sit up, "Huh??"

Li Cang rubbed his temples, feeling very tired.

"Is the blood of the devil, what is it like, which one is Usman, point me to one."

"He, he is! The two next to him are too! The Usman has the devil's mark on his arm!"

Li Cang glanced at it, and his expression suddenly became strange.

"You said that the coin pattern is the mark of the devil?"

"Correct!"

"What about this?"

The mini prayer interface rises from Li Cang's arm.

"Hiccup~"

The pupils of the blue eyes dilated and rolled over, and he fell to the ground with a slap, and fainted from fright.
The four of Li Cang looked at me and I looked at you, and they didn't know what to say at all.

Lao Wang dragged out the identified Usman: "Come, come, tell me!"

The man said in horror: "The Usmans used to be Tili people, until 110 years ago, such marks appeared on the arms of our ancestors. The Tili people said that we are the servants of the devil, slaughter us, drive us out of the city-state or serve as slaves , We have done nothing, even if the parents have imprints, the babies born may not necessarily have the same imprints, and the imprints are just an excuse for the Tilly people to enslave us!"

"Wait!" Li Leisi frowned, "110 years ago? The Tribunal was established 220 years ago? How long do you think you have survived on this land?"

"236 years." The man looked frightened, and spoke quickly but clearly: "The Bible records that we have been imprisoned on this floating land since the earth was split. 236 years!"

Li Leisi suddenly took out her mobile phone and turned on the screen to show Li Cang.

[Date record: Day 237]
emmmmm, today is the 230th day of the disaster.

　I'm full, the chapter numbers are wrong.
　　I wrote Chapter 450 Nine after Chapter 450 Eight as Chapter 540 Nine, but the rest of it was all wrong. If someone reminded me today, I would not have found it, hiccup!

　　I will change it in a while, of course the content in the chapter is no problem.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)