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Chapter 1431: Locating the Real Murderer (Sleeping until a.m. every day is not enough)

Xiesta had no idea where Duanmu Huai came from. She was sure that there was no one there the previous second, but in the blink of an eye, Duanmu Huai's huge body suddenly appeared and smashed the laptop computer there with a hammer. At the same time, he grabbed the warhammer and swung it horizontally, instantly smashing all the cultists surrounding Xiesta and Mianmu Satori away.

"Ah, teacher! You're here."

Unlike Shesta, Menmu Satori seemed very calm at this moment. He even waved and greeted Duanmu Huai with a smile, as if he was as happy as seeing an acquaintance in the amusement park.

"Catch them, stop them!"

This sudden chaos caused the entire ceremony site to become chaotic. The cultists who were crawling on the ground around the altar stood up one after another, surging like a tide.

"The ritual must continue! The moon has reached the designated position, and we will transcend the mundane world and achieve immortality!"

Soon, a group of cultists wearing cloaks and holding guns ran over, while the other cultists made way, prostrated themselves on the ground again, and began to shout fanatically.

"Astarte - Astarte - the Supreme Mother Goddess...La! Shub-Niggurath! Gorgo, Mormo, the Thousand-Faced Moon - all are praising our sacrifice... Please fill us with your seeds along with millions of offspring, so that more people can come to your temple to worship...Gof'n hupadgh Shub Niggurath..."

"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"

Duanmu Huai's figure flashed, and a huge and heavy power armor appeared on his body. His roar was like thunder, drowning out the chanting of thousands of cultists. At the same time, Duanmu Huai threw his hand and threw the white wooden sword and an aluminum suitcase to the back.

"Understood! Teacher!"

Mianmu Sanatori jumped up and grabbed the white wooden sword in the air. At the same time, she drew her sword from its sheath and fell down like a poisonous snake. The sharp blade in her hand pierced through the head of one of the cultists like a snake's fangs and nailed him to the ground. Then Mianmu Sanatori turned her right hand and split the cultist's head in half. Then she spun up and rushed into the crowd of cultists with an elegant figure as if dancing at a ball, and began a crazy killing.

"Really, I still haven't figured out what's going on..."

At this moment, Shesta also took the suitcase and opened it. Then she took out the props that were disassembled into two parts and assembled them together. Soon, a silver flintlock appeared in Shesta's hand. Then she raised the gun, aimed forward, and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

Gunfire rang out.

The guns in the hands of the cultists spewed flames, and countless bullets shot forward, hitting Duanmu Huai and bouncing off. He rushed forward like an angry rhino, and the bright red light emanating from his helmet was like a scorching flame, showing how angry he was.

"Filthy heretics, your evil deeds cannot be forgiven! You can never hope to gain eternal life. What awaits you is only eternal pain and death! Your souls will struggle in the flames of the Inquisition until the universe is annihilated!!"

Along with Duanmu Huai's roar, a violent, terrifying aura of oppression suddenly burst out from him. Even Xiesta felt a flash before her eyes at this moment, and an irresistible fear and despair erupted from deep in her heart. It felt like she was standing alone on the beach, facing a tsunami as high as a hundred meters. It was like standing on the edge of a bottomless abyss, desperately waiting for the moment when she would fall into darkness...

"ah-----!!"

The cultists' chants turned into sharp roars and desperate screams. The cultist closest to Duanmu Huai didn't even have time to make a sound before he fell to the ground and became a corpse. The cultists who were farther away were not much better. They ran around buzzing like disturbed flies, and some even fell down from the cliff on the other side of the hillside screaming in panic.

But Duanmu Huai didn't care about these, his eyes were burning with anger, and he was also extremely angry deep in his heart. He did find the real culprit hiding behind the scenes as he expected, but his identity was unexpected and reasonable.

If you think about it carefully, the ritual of summoning ■■■■ is not complicated, and it does not require any artifacts or valuable props like those that appear in some games. But the problem is that the blind and foolish god will not respond to the summons most of the time, and it may not even have this awareness.

  But this does not mean that it cannot be completely summoned, because around the throne of ultimate chaos, there are its messengers surrounding it. It delivers messages to the Outer Gods, plays the flutes and drums surrounding the Eternal Throne, spreads the ugly corrosion of evil and darkness, and is the most abominable existence among all the Outer Gods!

That is the crawling chaos, the faceless god, the messenger of ■■■■—Nyarlathotep!

That's right, the most disgusting, ugly, and evil existence in the world of Cthulhu, and the enemy that the Inquisitor must destroy! It wanders in the human world, spreading knowledge full of destruction and filth, enjoying their madness and despair. If Duanmu Huai were to make a must-kill list, this bastard would definitely be at the top of the list!

  But now is not the time to look for that bastard, because the rituals in this place are equally abominable—the bastards want to summon none other than Shub-Niggurath! Good fellow! You Nyarlathotep, are you planning to summon both Shub-Niggurath and Yog-Sothoth, and add a ■■■■ to open a mahjong table in the human world! ?

Fuck your ancestors... No, it seems that I can’t fuck them!

Dry!

Duanmu Huai raised his warhammer again and blasted it hard in front of him, blasting all the cultists into pieces. Countless flesh and blood flew everywhere. The thousands of cultists who had been kneeling under the altar were now falling apart. They screamed and tried to turn around and run away, but some cultists did not choose to flee. The desire for eternal life suppressed their fear of death. Soon, Duanmu Huai saw several cultists stumbling towards the church. Then, the moonlight reflected by a mirror emerged from the top of the church bell tower, crossed the hillside, and shone on the hill opposite.

Then the hill split open.

Duanmu Huai stopped and turned to look across. He saw a gate that almost occupied the entire hill. In the dark gate, under the green moonlight, a mass of ugly clouds that were rolling and festering, like some kind of industrial combustion, were gradually pouring out. These clouds gathered together to form a terrifying organ, and in the gaps between the clouds, slippery black tentacles also emerged. It opened countless mouths and sprayed out foul-smelling poisonous gas. Its existence alone was enough to make people disgusted and nauseous.

"Then, what is that?"

Even the calm Xiesta was shaken when she saw the monster in front of her, but fortunately she only glanced at the monster before being blocked by Duanmu Huai behind her.

"This is not something you should be looking at. Next, I have something for you two to do."

Duanmu Huai carried the thunder hammer and stared at the clouds that were slowly but steadily rolling towards him. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at the light.

“See this light?”

"From the church?"

"That's right. I want the two of you to rush into the church right now and control the reflective mirror. Wait for my signal. As soon as I send out the signal, you must destroy the mirror immediately. Do you understand?"

In fact, Duanmu Huai could completely destroy and sabotage this ritual, but he knew it was useless. Because even if he destroyed this summoning ritual, Nyarlathotep could manipulate humans to summon again in other places. He couldn't destroy the ritual again and again. It's impossible to be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't be a thief for a thousand days.

Therefore, the simplest way is to fight with Shub-Niggurath directly and let it know whose territory this is. Only when it is hurt will it dare not come again!

  As for whether you can win... you’ll know after you win!

■■■■I don’t dare to fight. I don’t dare to fight Shub-Niggurath?

The only pity is that he cannot use the power of the God of Destruction in this world. Originally, the most suitable thing to deal with Shub-Niggurath is the power of the God of Destruction, but... Duanmu Huai is not completely without a solution.

“Why…Okay, I understand.”

"Understood, teacher. Then let's go kill now!"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's order, Mianmu Sanatori happily raised her white wooden sword, turned around and ran towards the church excitedly. By the way, she had been staring at that thing just now, but apart from wondering what it was, Mianmu Sanatori didn't seem to be shaken by the indescribable existence. Even at this moment, Xiesta looked pale and breathing rapidly, while Mianmu Sanatori still looked like she was strolling leisurely.

Well, a SAN value of 0 is amazing.

"Be careful too."

"Do not worry."

Duanmu Huai didn't look back, but just waved his hand, and Xiesta just glanced at his back, then turned around and chased after Menmu Sanatori.

After making sure that the two had left, Duanmu Huai took a deep breath. Then he walked up to the cliff where the altar was and stared at the rolling and twisting clouds in front of him.

"Come on, alien!"

With a roar, Duanmu Huai jumped off the cliff. A moment later, the tall figure of the Divine Machinery rose from the ground, reflecting the green moonlight!

"Praise the Omnissiah! In the name of the Inquisition, destroy!"