Hang up to study, I became a master of esoteric religion

The captain crouched down to avoid the risk of being shot and survived.

Now, after being assimilated by Yuanzi as a member of the religion, he quickly started the subway and headed to the transportation hub area.

Then there was another big battle. Mariko returned to the middle of the car and touched the heavy weapon machine gun.

Just now, the men of the reloaded troops swept wildly with machine guns, killing more than [-] people indiscriminately through the thick fog.

The wounded had already been carried up, and the soldiers with broken arms left only two people as guides.

Mariko and others will definitely be users of heavy machine guns, but let's put on the equipment of heavy troops for now.

There is nothing to say about other people's anti-riot tactical helmets. After wearing them, Mariko felt his head was heavy, but he felt very safe.

At that time, the system did not choose to shoot the head, which means that these anti-riot helmets cannot be penetrated quickly. They chose to remove the arms first, otherwise the headshot would have been shot.

Then came their high-end body armor, the quality of which was more than a star and a half better than the black gloves.

After Mariko was fully armed, he felt a lot heavier.

Fortunately, this body is not the weak chicken body in reality, and it is very fast when running, and fighting is definitely not a problem.

Immediately afterwards, the squad leader also put on the same equipment.

After all, they are people close to Yuanzi, so it is natural to share good equipment together.

rumbling.

The subway is roaring, and blue creepers are everywhere in the carriage.

Mariko observed that the shelter embedded soil into the walls, and reinforced the creeper plants to prevent them from being blown away during high-speed movement.

"Hey Mariko, can we really take over so many people?" The squad leader leaned against the subway window, staring at the black cave wall passing by outside, dazed and a little confused.

Xiaoqian also showed a worried look.

They don't have the skills to run a large organization.

"One step at a time counts as one step at a time," Yuanzi said.

The fundamental purpose is to survive for dozens of days, no matter what happens in the future, the subsequent events will make future generations troubled.

Besides, after she quit the game, whether this dream game exists or not is another matter.

It's better not to think too far about things like this kind of unknowable.

After all, Mariko's brain circuits are short, so she can't predict the future, so naturally she can't plan for the future.

Outside the window, they passed one platform after another, and they were getting closer and closer to their destination.

Yuanzi carried the heavy machine gun and pre-rotated the six-barreled barrel to ensure the effect of firing when the door was opened.

The bullet belt behind him was also rolled into dozens of circles, enough for Yuanzi to waste a few minutes.

"Metro No. 02 is about to enter the traffic center." The captain broadcasted.

"All ready!" Mariko yelled.

"Yes!"

The speed of the subway slowed down, and everyone saw the huge space on the platform, but it was covered by thick fog, so they couldn't see the appearance of the space.

It is said that the height of the dome here is nearly 50 meters.

Dozens of pillars stand in the distance, exuding the light of ivy.

Here is the transportation center, the track runs horizontally, and there are a large number of soldiers patrolling daily.

But in the thick fog, they don't know what's going on on the subway itself.

When the subway entered the station, the patrol team heard the sound of the subway and thought it was a subway car returning from food delivery, so they were not on guard and did not approach.

The patrol team believes that when the car stops, the heavy troops on the car will naturally get out of the car and report to their superiors whether the passage is smooth, and there is no need for people from the patrol team to greet them.

Yuanzi thought that they would be on guard, but it turned out that she was thinking too much.

The arm-broken man next to him shook his head: "At that time we thought we would win, but we didn't report it in time, but we didn't expect..."

But these are the past, and now he should think about the fraternity.

hum-

After the subway entered the station, the body of the car shook, and there was a loud door opening sound.

Mariko and the others got out of the car smoothly relying on the cover of the fog, and stood scattered, forming a cross-fire formation.

"Shoot?" the squad leader asked in his ear.

"But we can't see people either." Yuanzi hesitated for a while.

In the current situation, an assassination plan can be used, plus hypnotic broadcast preaching.

The density of the dense fog is no joke, and no one can be seen from one meter away.

Only the plant light of those pillars reaching the sky can illuminate the stone pillars themselves, but they can't shine further.

Yuanzi could see occasional figures flashing by under the pillars, but no figures could be seen in other places.

Chapter 126 Conflict!The Tattoo Esoteric is here! (Part 2)

"In the last days, the air vents on the surface are affected by mysterious forces, and the living conditions of our human beings are deteriorating. The time to stick together is coming..."

"Join us, we are a mutual aid society, and we will help each other together in the last days."

"I believe that everyone may have doubts. I will hold a ceremony here to let everyone see the mysterious power of our mutual aid association. I believe that our mutual aid association can move towards mutual aid under the leadership of the God of Strike..."

Yuanzi's voice was broadcast in the station, spread in the traffic center, and resounded in every corner.

The patrol team came back to their senses and found that something was wrong.

How did the broadcasting system get taken over, and the teachings of Raoshizi were being spread.

The key is that Mariko was still chanting, and prayed to the non-existent God of Strike:

"O great god of strike!"

"We are the victims of the 460 shelter. The dense fog interfered with our work and prevented us from engaging in production work..."

"This is my mysterious painting 'The Raven'."

"Hope you like it!"

Every time Yuanzi recited a mantra, the entire central station hall was filled with a tumbling mist.

All the members of the patrol team ran towards the broadcasting room, but the voice in their ears was like a magic voice, and a crow flashed inexplicably in front of them.

"This crow!" Someone's eyes widened.

"Where did it come from!"

"Mysterious power!?"

Members of the patrol were stunned.

Whether they opened or closed their eyes, they couldn't get rid of the image of the sacrifice in their minds.

Mariko's idea is correct, the transportation center is a place with symbolic significance, coupled with incantations and mysterious atmosphere, the mysterious ceremony was successfully activated.

Next, let everyone feel the existence of the mutual aid society.

Black crow, red eyes, how can not linger.

Some people stand still and dare not move forward due to the influence of mysterious forces.

There were also people who ran forward faster, their scalps tingling, and they wanted to kill the enemy as soon as possible.

But it didn't work, there were Mariko's people outside the broadcasting room.

Heavy machine guns are lined up in a row, killing as many as they come.

broadcast room.

Mariko made a sacrifice once, and when the sense of mystery disappeared, he made another sacrifice on the spot.

If once is not enough, come dozens of times.

Until everyone is afraid of the mysterious power of the Mutual Aid Association, Mariko's goal is achieved.

At the same time, the network center room of the entire transportation center was also controlled by Yuanzi, and the operation of banning the Internet was issued to all non-mutual aid associations.

They can't report the news to the upper layer, and the first layer here is under control.

Within two hours, this place was successfully conquered by Yuanzi.

Nearly [-]% of the people are assimilated by the teachings of the mutual aid society.

The rest of the adults are really illogical and do not accept the teachings of the Mutual Aid Society.

This group of people was forcibly suppressed, their weapons were taken away, and they were sent to residential areas.

Next, there is only one thing left, which is to attack the agricultural layer through the transport route.

But what Mariko can think of, others can think of too.

The next morning, the transportation central hall ushered in the second batch of captured cult organizations.

In the era when the black glove institutions collectively retreated to the agricultural layer, the weapons of the black glove institutions on the other two floors had long been empty, and only the two major cult organizations on the -50 meter floor got weapons.

This armed group is exactly the Tattoo Esoteric Cult.

……

"I, smell her scent, she is here."

Spiderwoman was wearing a bodysuit, holding a short-barreled submachine gun with only two magazines on her body.

Spiderwoman doesn't need a gun. The initial velocity of her spider silk ejection is similar to that of a sniper rifle's bullet, and even more stable.

However, it takes a lot of energy to eject the spider silk at a very high speed. If it is used against a weak enemy, it will inevitably feel like killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.

Therefore, the submachine gun in her hand is used to kill the weak, but the submachine gun cannot be used to kill the strong.

Fighting against the real strong, the outcome is often only within a short second or two.

"Is it her?"

"It's definitely her!" Spider Woman's eyes became fierce.

"Stand here and don't move, I'll come back when I go." Spider Woman pressed Li Meng's shoulder, looked at the cute creature with a round face, and solemnly urged.

"Don't go, I'm afraid." Li Meng grabbed the corner of the opponent's clothes in an instant.

Li Meng is short, about the height of Yuanzi, with a petite figure, but also cute and cute, making people unable to bear to leave her.

A troubled expression appeared on Spider Woman's face.

Spider-woman naturally understood what Li Meng was afraid of.

What if the black glove loli is more powerful? You must know that the last time was during a high-speed flight, and she could use a throwing knife to force her out of position and get a headshot.

You must know that it was a high-speed escape covered by dense fog at that time!

The opponent's ability to predict is so strong, it is really rare.

"Trust me, I can kill her." Spiderwoman wanted to kill Mariko very much, her hands were itchy.

Ever since the spider tattoo invaded her brain once, she felt that her whole body had been sublimated, her combat power exploded, and she was invincible. Anyone who came would be killed directly, and no one could survive in front of her spider silk.

Even the black-gloved Lolita, who has an outrageous predictive ability, is no match for her.

Of course, this is just Spider-Woman's fantasy, and the real outcome of the fight is unknown.

But she firmly believes that she can crush her opponent.

The black-haired-legged spider also whispered beside him: "Kill her, no one is your opponent, you are the king of the underground!"

Spider-Woman didn't take care of the spider tattoo, the more she took care of the tattoo, the more frightened the spider tattoo was.

If you ignore it, it will disappear with a cold face.

It was when they were chatting that the overhead radio rang.

Just listen to Mariko's voice on the radio and sing:

"O great god of strikes—"

The two heard Mariko's voice, the familiar voice, and the slightly hypnotic voice invaded the brain, and both of them felt the crisis coming.