I, Hikigu, are contained by the evil god

Hikiya realizes that with Kaguya around, his branch may be able to maintain sanity and sobriety at all times. This is a top talent who can perfectly coordinate the mood and relationship of his colleagues.

Kaguya looked at Shana again: "Xana-chan, what do you think?"

"No Road Race!"

Shana replied impatiently, her face was still not in a good mood... She always seemed to be like this, cold and emotionless.

I don't know why, when Hikigu sees the cute appearance of Shana's large rag doll, he always subconsciously thinks that she should be the kind of arrogant and shy person... Could it be because he hasn't gotten used to it yet?

Hikigu tried to think about it, but he still couldn't figure out what the blushing Shana would look like.

"Drip - sting -"

"Call the branch chief, call the branch chief!"

The walkie-talkie in the bag next to the car seat rang, and Hikigaya took out the walkie-talkie to connect.

"This is Biqigu, please tell me!"

"Director, we compared all the surveillance and successfully locked all the suspicious elements. We found that the few people who were still in the supermarket were just covering up. They were no longer in the basement of the supermarket. An ordinary house!"

Hikigu squinted his eyes, and ran away in only five or six minutes, which was very fast and neat.

"The iconic building is... Across the road is a Japanese-style wagashi specialty store."

"Latitude and longitude coordinates: 140.08796 east longitude, 35.62985 north latitude!"

"Repeat: 140.08796 east longitude, 35.62985 north latitude!"

Biqigu remembered it in his heart, and said it again in his heart, and then responded: "Okay, hard work, Biqigu received it!"

Intercom: "Congratulations to the agents."

Putting down the walkie-talkie, Hikigu shouted to the driver: "Turn around, take a shortcut, let's kill it."

"Just kill them like this?" Kaguya asked, "There are only three of us, and there are dozens of opponents."

"Before we were dozens of pairs of hundreds, or even dozens of pairs of evil gods." Hikigu glanced at Kaguya, and said in a tone similar to Kaguya:

"Use less to win more, and often do stupid things... This is also a must-have quality for an agent, isn't it?"

Hui Ye obviously didn't expect Bi Qigu to imitate her like this, her delicate eyebrows raised slightly, she took a deep look at Bi Qigu, and nodded:

"Yes, exactly."

"Then do it."

"Don't say anything, it's almost here."

Hikigaya looked out the window, took out a gun from his arms, and his eyes showed the dangerous light of a predator.

"Just like I said before."

"It's time to get ready, let's kill the dog."

"...a lost dog."

……

Chapter 12 The so-called Greedy and Yukino's Despair

In an ordinary house next to Wangan Road, there is a spacious basement... No, this must not be a basement anymore, perhaps it is more appropriate to describe it as an underground warehouse.

It is hard to imagine that there is such a large basement in such an ordinary small house. When ordinary food has extraordinary characteristics, there must be something wrong with it.

This is one of the strongholds of the "Greedy" Shoe Cult...the only remaining stronghold they have not yet discovered.

Some time ago, the association cleaned and searched Chiba City like crazy, and destroyed all their strongholds, leaving only this place - the core and most secret altar of sacrifices of the Greedy Shoes Sect. Before the altar was discovered, the Pope For no reason, the Christian Shock Association was called.

People wearing hooded black robes gathered in one place, bowing devoutly to the altar in front of them, and the leaders were still chanting, uttering obscure and hoarse language.

There is a statue of a monster on the altar. The monster's face is blurred and its figure is distorted. It has claws and tentacles all over the body, and eyes all over the body.

It presents a grotesque posture that resembles an octopus and resembles a human as a whole. Just looking at it makes people feel irritable, and all kinds of negative emotions come to their hearts.

In front of the statue, a black, deep, straight stick is enshrined on a shelf.

"My great father, the only true God, we dedicate everything we have to you. Instead of teaching fools to swallow themselves, we should ascend into the kingdom of God in the belly of the true God."

Several people chanted loudly, almost singing.

It is very different from the Shadow Flying Star Association established by later generations who accidentally found the legacy of their predecessors, and the Samurai Association spontaneously established by folk scattered people. A legacy that has never been broken.

If it weren't for the association's suppression too much, they would have soared into the sky long ago, rather than an ordinary county-level force.

This statue and umbrella stick are the origin of the Greedy One's Shoe Cult.

Tell a story.

Legend has it that hundreds of years ago, during the shogunate era of Ieyasu Tokugawa, when Chiba was not called Chiba, but Bosong, a small farmer fell asleep while farming in the countryside, and a vision came from the sky, and the farmer saw True God, listen to the teachings of God.

God said: "You must spread my teachings to the world, and spread my grace to the world."

The name of God is greedy, greed is innocent, human nature is greedy, foolish people devour themselves because of greed, others who believe in

After the farmer woke up, he already possessed the wisdom revealed by the gods, and there was a gift from the gods beside him - the long black stick.

So, he walked out of the countryside, made a statue in the image of the true God in the dream, and founded a sect instead of God... He was the first pope.

……

This is the story of the "Greedy One" shoe religion that has been passed down by word of mouth and even written into the first page of the teaching book.

Come to think of it, these pious believers are convinced of this, right?

The way the believers worshiped the statue was frenzied and almost crazy, and the singing voices of the few leading people became louder and louder, and the obscure and vague accents surrounded the space, making people sick and creepy.

Xue Nai: "..."

In such an environment, Yukino, who has always been calm and rational... panicked.

Where is this?What the hell are these people doing?This ominous architectural style and behavior is really chilling.

She is an iceberg-like flower of the high mountain, she is proud, calm, and excellent, but in the end she is just a girl living in the ordinary world... In this society where pyramid schemes and brainwashing are frightening, who has ever seen her? A bunch of Shoe Cultists fanatically worshiping this kind of event?

She thought of many ways to save herself, but she just recovered and couldn't even untie the ropes tied to her body...

She looked around again, and saw that others were also tied with ropes.

More than 40 people were sitting on the ground, all tied with ropes, gathered together in this underground space, like dumplings waiting to be cooked in a drawer, or pieces of pork waiting to be quarantined, powerless, funny and It's a tragedy.

"..."

She tried to struggle a bit.

"Ok?"

A man in black robe glanced this way, and Xue Nai stopped immediately.

She didn't know if it was her delusion, but she always felt that after picking up her phone in the supermarket and listening to it for a while, this person became very concerned about her affairs, and would only look at her if he had nothing to do.

This time, the struggle had just begun and was strangled to death in the bud. Xue Nai realized that she was already a lamb waiting to be slaughtered... fell into despair.

She was surrounded by a deep sense of powerlessness, as if a person who couldn't swim fell into the middle of the sea, and a storm was coming, she struggled, splashed the water, and finally fell into an unknown abyss.

She was almost suffocating, she had never felt like this before.

She didn't know the purpose of these shoe cultists to catch so many people in, but it's like you are in the wilderness, and you suddenly meet a cannibal tribe, as long as the cannibal tribe surrounds you, what does he want to do... still use it say?

……

Among the many captives beside Xue Nai, there was a young man who was tied up and looked like a big boy.

He was wearing a white base shirt, and his ordinary face was weak and bookish. His neat short black hair made his face more delicate. His not tall figure obviously lacked muscle lines, and he obviously lacked outdoor exercise.

His name is Kaneki Ken, an ordinary student at Shangjing University. On a day that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary, something extraordinary happened.

He just wanted to go to the supermarket to buy a few packs of toilet paper... It didn't work out...

"God, what era is this, why is there still such a shoe education?"

Kaneki Ken felt powerless and shocked at the same time, and then his heart simply jumped into his throat——

The sacrifice of those people was over, and they stood up without saying a word.

Kaneki Ken almost yelled out, nervous as if waiting for an invitation to urge him to die.

They...they're coming this way!

A large group of men in black approached silently, as if they had suppressed the black clouds that had been breeding torrential rain for many days. The sound of trampling footsteps seemed to be stepping on his heart, making him even more nervous.

Jin Muyan swallowed nervously, he will soon know what will happen to these people who seem to be followers of the shoe cult.

Hang them up and burn them, or tie them up and torture them?This sounds very shoe-teaching...

Kaneki Ken's thoughts had just begun, and the Shoe Cultist had already answered him with facts.

"Pfft-"

A Shoe Cultist grabbed the neck and lifted the bound unknown passer-by, opened it with one hand, then reached in and messed around, and finally forcibly pulled out a heart from inside.

With a puff of blood in his heart, it just sprayed onto Kaneki Ken's face.

"……Hey?"

Kaneki Ken, whose face was covered in blood, opened his mouth and opened his eyes wide. His pupils had lost focus, and his brain was completely blank.

"..."

The deathly silence and stagnant air lasted for about two seconds.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

People finally reacted and started screaming hysterically.

"Sacrifice, start!"

A believer chanted loudly, the darkest hour has finally arrived!

"Use your life and blood to please the gods!"

The slaughter begins.

……

Chapter 13 The Day of the Arrival of the Great Cthulhu

……

The Shoe Cultist brought the man's heart to the altar, and respectfully placed the heart on the long black stick. The blood from his heart dripped on the stick, and was absorbed by every drop. The black stick flickered black and red. Weird light.

The scene terrified everyone, but delighted the Shoe Cultists.

——This is 50 years ago, a senior made a bold conjecture after many experiments: If different organs of different unenlightened people, such as one's heart and another's fingers, can be used to water the black blood with their blood With a long stick, it is possible to truly activate this fetish that has only been used for worship, thus summoning the greedy ones to descend.

But the senior who put forward this conjecture is humble, and even he himself feels that this conjecture is not very sure, who will do it?Moreover, this requires too much experimental material. Under the supervision of the association, it is too high-profile to find dozens of people to sacrifice at one go, so no one has paid attention to it, and it has been shelved in the corner of the file.To this day, shoe cultists are desperate to take one last wild gamble.

Now it seems that the effect, maybe there really is?

"Are you scared? Desperate? That's right."

Another Shoe Cultist opened his mouth happily. Under the shadow covered by the black cloth hood, he was the original supermarket owner. Obviously, the two Shoe Cultists who opened their mouths are the current high-level of these people. right to speak.

"Fear all you want! Despair all you want! Let screaming be singing, struggle be singing and dancing, and please us and your common God."

"Then……"

The man deliberately lowered his voice, his hoarse voice was as unpleasant as rusted iron rubbing against the concrete floor.

"Then, die."

"Hold the delicacy made of despair and resentment, ascend to the kingdom of God, and give it to the great greedy ones to enjoy."

The man raised his hands and raised his arms and shouted.

"So, celebrate!"

"Because this is not eternal sleep, but a return; this is not a funeral, but glory! This is not a sacrifice, but a gift!"

"This is your luck, and it is the honor that countless people, including me, long for!"

"..."

On one side is joy and excitement, like the sound of mobilization speeches, and on the other side are people's screams and whimpers.