i have a super island

Chapter 1284
In the blink of an eye, one of Bennett's palms was cut off, and the butcher's knife that followed him to chop off countless heads also fell to the ground with a bang.

He looked at the bright red wound on his wrist in astonishment, and when he heard the sound of blood spurting from the blood vessels, he felt a little dazed. Was his palm cut off just like that?Why is there no feeling at all, not even pain.

After a short period of numbness, a piercing pain spread from the wrist to the whole body. Bennett squatted on the ground, clamped the wound with his legs, and gritted his teeth desperately, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Does it hurt? Call out if it hurts."

The man in white robe stood in front of Bennett, looking at him with a look of extreme contempt.

Bennett was shaking from the pain, and the massive blood loss from his wrist made him very weak, and his eyes lost the vigor just now, showing a pitiful look.

He looked at the white-robed man in fear, and asked with hatred and fear: "What do you want to do to me?"

"At this time, you should die. I just do what I should do."

"That's why I'm going to die..."

Bennett was ashamed, the fight just now made him clearly realize that he was no match for the man in front of him, and it was almost impossible to escape from him, but he didn't want to just accept his fate like this, "How can I Let me go?" Bennett thought of the wealth in his hands, maybe this man wanted his own money, "If you are willing to let me go this time, I am willing to give all my property for you."

The white-robed man squatted down, stretched out his hand to pinch Bennett's chin, and said coldly, "This money shouldn't belong to you in the first place."

Bennet nodded hurriedly, "Yes, you are right, so I will give them all to you."

"No, you misunderstood me."

"..."

Bennett looked at the man in front of him in despair. He didn't expect that his fate would take a turn for the worse in one day.

One moment he was still messing around with those female believers in the manor, enjoying the life of a master; the next second his life was already in the hands of others, and it was up to others to decide whether he lived or died Calculate.

The female believers in the manor saw Bennet squatting on the ground, a pool of bright red blood was already flowing under him, and no one dared to step forward.

At the same time, the white-robed believers outside the manor had already smashed open the gate and rushed into the manor.

This group of furious white-robed believers shouted slogans such as "Down with Bennett" and "We want holy smoke".

Hearing the slogans chanted by those white-robed believers, Bennet was very puzzled. Aren't these people originally very obedient believers? Why did they suddenly lose control and become so violent and angry.

He is a guy who butchers pigs and sells meat, how can he understand deeper things.

Little do they know that this brainwashing is a double-edged sword. While making believers numb to extremes, it also brings them one step closer to danger.

These thoughtless believers are pieces of machines. Today Halde can use a bunch of instructions to control them, so tomorrow others can use a bunch of instructions to command them, because these believers have given up thinking for themselves, as long as someone Come to bring this rhythm, they will be easily incited, and then rush forward.

In addition to these, the most direct reason is the holy smoke. These white-robed believers are all low-level believers. They have never smoked holy smoke, and they can only imagine the beauty of holy smoke in their minds. After smoking, it turns out that the real holy smoke is a thousand times better than what they imagined before.

That kind of feeling is enough to control people's thoughts. They can do anything in order to get the holy smoke without being directed by others.

At this time, if someone is behind to fuel the flames, everything will immediately become out of control.

The man in the white robe smiled mockingly at Bennett, "Did you see that, it's not I who want you to die, it's the believers behind me who want you to die."

Bennet gritted his teeth, stared at the man in front of him, and asked the last question, "Who the hell are you?"

"Holy Son—Marut!"

The white-robed man's eyes flashed brightly, and he said his name word by word.

Bennet had a blank expression on his face. He had never heard of the Holy Son or Marut.

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Marut's mouth. He stood up, looked at the white-robed disciples not far behind Bennett, and said slowly: "It was Hal who created me, and he summoned me to come here." This world. Since I am the supreme Son of God, from the moment I came into the world, I was destined to be crowned king one day."

"Halder created you? So he sent you to get rid of me?" Bennet couldn't understand the reason for this. He heard Halder's name and thought it was Halder who sent this When the man came to get rid of him, he was even more disheartened for a while. He didn't expect that he was sold by Halde when he was about to die.

"No, although Halder created me, he is my mortal enemy. One day I will kill him with my own hands!" Speaking of Halder, Marut seemed to hold a grudge, from the moment he was born , his heart is connected with Dora, as for the sinner who wanted to murder his mother, he must destroy him with his own hands.

Bennett was completely confused, he couldn't figure out what was going on, since he was created by Halder, why did he kill Halder again.

"Hehehe..."

Really couldn't figure it out, Bennett simply didn't bother to think about it, anyway, he was already doomed in the current situation, so there was no need to think about these things anymore.

Hearing the angry believers rushing towards him behind him, Bennett could imagine how he would be treated.

He has seen this scene too much. Before that, he led these crazy believers to copy countless rich businessmen's homes. Now the retribution finally fell on him.

Suddenly, Bennet jumped up and rushed towards the butcher's knife that fell on the ground.

He knew the consequences of falling into the hands of these crazy believers, so he wanted to kill himself before these people rushed over.

But Marut didn't give him this chance. Marut strode forward, his arm turned into a black sharp blade again, and cut off Bennet's remaining palm in the blink of an eye.

"Want to die? It's not the time yet."

Marut stepped on Bennett's severed wrist.

A moment later, those furious white-robed cultists rushed in front of Bennett.

Marut glanced at Bennett on the ground, and said to the believers: "He is that damned Bennett, the holy smoke is hidden in his manor."

(End of this chapter)