Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

Hecate was horrified. She never thought that there would be such a powerful person in such a simple pseudo-god sect. His aura concealment ability was so strong that he was not exposed even when he walked behind her!

Because of his negligence, Hecate knew that he was in a passive position after losing the opportunity to take the initiative, so he simply took advantage of the situation and pretended to be comatose, secretly manipulating psychic energy to resist the erosion of the comatose nature.

When Fenmu relaxed her vigilance, Hecate immediately launched an attack. The flames of hatred and anger were compressed into a small ball in her hand, and she directly slapped Fenmu next to her.

As long as he eats her palm, the spiritual energy in the opponent's body will become the fuel of the flames, and he will die in painful burning.

It was a pity that Fenmu was not used to wearing this kind of coarse linen robe. When he squatted down and moved, his toes accidentally stepped on the robe and fell to the ground in shame. However, he just escaped Hecate's attack.

The first thought that appeared in Fenmu's mind was not that the other party did not faint, but that this person might be his colleague!

It’s the same kind of person who sneaks into a gathering place for believers in false gods and plays tricks!

If she is really one of these fanatical believers, then after discovering herself as an intruder, her first reaction should be to shout loudly to her companions and tell others about the situation here!

But now she has chosen this quiet assassination method to deal with it. She must not want to disturb the ceremony over there!

Being able to withstand the effects of the drug that causes coma, this person is not simple, he is very difficult to deal with! If a fight really breaks out, the summoning ceremony next door will probably be cancelled!

Fenmu had no choice but to act shamelessly and shouted:

"Come on, people! There are unidentified people hiding here to spy on our ceremony!"

Chapter 21 As long as the routine is deep

Fenmu didn't understand that these people were preparing to sacrifice to the gods together, so why didn't they show their true colors and wear a blindfold mask to pretend to be mysterious.

But thanks to this, no one noticed the intrusion of this stranger even though Fenmu was so furious!

On the contrary, Hecate was extremely vigilant. Such an evil sect, which was so defeated in the preparation of the ceremony, actually had such an assassination master sitting in the clinic! She didn't dare to stay, fearing that someone else might be there.

She is very confident in her own power, but it is better to take it easy in a place like Prison City. Only people with abnormal brains can survive. Once she is exposed, those people who were fighting a second ago may be killed in an instant. They will come together with the enemy to surround and suppress her.

That was something Hecate didn't want to see.

"Death by fire!"

Chains woven from several flames were restrained around her, and angry flames erupted in all directions with her as the center. This kind of spell was released in such a small place, which simply gave no way out.

The fanatics who gathered around after hearing that there was a spy had no way out, so they could only unite to form a defensive shield to resist. A fanatic who was closer to Fenmu was still preparing to confront Fenmu when he saw Fenmu, risking being engulfed in a sea of ​​fire. The danger pulled Fenmu behind the shield.

"Man, come here quickly! Don't let the flames take your life!"

The wine barrel was detonated under the tongue of fire, causing a secondary explosion. The few people who formed the shield could barely resist Hecate's spell attack. The close-range explosion impact of the wine barrel caused their defenses to collapse.

Fortunately, the most difficult wave of flames had passed, and Hecate's figure quickly disappeared into the wine cellar.

Several fanatics came to their senses and found that the "companion" who had just called out enemies was also missing.

"Oops, that mysterious woman must have taken our partner away!"

Someone was puzzled and asked:

"But who is that? Regardless of how they found us here, why did they do this? Is it just to destroy our ritual of inviting gods?"

The leader of the fanatical believers who was now in charge of the magic circle stood up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asserted:

"They must be believers of other pagan religions. They want to accumulate more spiritual energy for their gods. They are afraid that other people's rituals will take over theirs, so they come to cause trouble! We can't let them succeed and leave some people to continue to complete the rituals. After suffering If you are slightly injured, go disrupt the rituals of other sects, and I’ll show you where those bastards are hiding!”

Fenmu had already fled to the cellar. After all, he was still very worried about what if the other party recognized him as the extra person during the head count. He just took advantage of the chaos to get through.

There was a scream outside the gate of the old house. It was probably the mysterious woman who played with fire who let the guard down.

Fenmu hid outside the cellar door and eavesdropped on what was going on inside:

"If you plan to go to other sects to cause trouble, doesn't this mean that you will lead me directly? That's fine, it will save me the time of looking for a place."

As for the ceremony of inviting gods here, Fenmu doesn't plan to pay attention to it, it's a bit shabby. The magic circle and the psychic crystals have been blown up. Even if they try to summon them, they will probably not be able to succeed.

And if you want to increase the success rate of summoning gods, necessary evil tokens are indispensable. Like the last summoning ceremony with the black elf, they at least used a stone slab with a butt rubbing to summon him.

Angelai, who came from the Infinite Snake Organization, had been planning for a long time. He was parasitic from the mother spring and used the little princess as a container sacrifice. What does it mean to be professional?

This is called professionalism!

Now these fanatical believers just want to shout a few lines and get nothing? Without a pattern, it is difficult to achieve great things!

We couldn’t even invite Fenmu’s material. They are brothers within brothers, sisters within sisters! Fenmu wants to teach you step by step!

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After escaping from the cult meeting point here, Hecate put on her cloak again, found a hidden corner to hide, and carefully observed the surroundings.

"It seems that pagans are much more dangerous than I thought. No, should we say that the changes in the lawless zone are getting bigger and bigger?" Hecate said to herself.

Weather like psychic turbulence is very rare. As a result, she ran into it as soon as she arrived. When she was being chased later, she also met a young man whose aura was disguised as that of a dead person. Although she didn't know whether that guy was dead or alive now. That’s it.

I originally thought that except for the famous evil sect, all other sects were useless, but I didn't expect that there would be someone who could hide his aura so well. He must be someone who has accepted the inheritance of assassination.

After careful analysis, she felt a little bit thorny about this trip to the prison city!

But now that we are here, we must not stop here. With the lessons learned this time, we will be fine if we are more careful next time!

Hecate had been squatting near the prison city many days in advance to see which heretics had entered. Because there were too many, she only followed a few.

Among them, the Ancient Blood Guild should be considered the most well-prepared this time, and the Ancient Blood Guild is also one of the more notorious ones among the pseudo-god sects. Being famous can cause trouble.

The peak achievement of this sect was the blood sacrifice of an entire village in exchange for the arrival of a saint. This was rumored, but Hecate didn't know whether it was true or not.

"Then let's go to the Ancient Blood Society. The small sect just now was probably frightened and didn't dare to come out and spread its manpower to search for me."

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Because of the need of the situation, Fenmu instantly transformed into a trailing idiot, following those people without anyone noticing.

The cultists wandered around in the maze-like dark alleys and finally found their destination, an abandoned church!

They stopped a hundred meters away and discussed a plan to wait:

"This is what the bishop was talking about. A sect that believes in Cursed Fire is holding its own ceremony here. They are the only ones who have conflicts with us. Moreover, the mysterious woman just now also used fire spells, so she is probably from here. ! We have only a few people now. Just wait a moment and throw explosives in to attract the opponent’s attention. Then we will take the opportunity to jointly chant the explosion spell and blow up this place!"

"Okay, they dare to disrupt our pious ceremony, they will pay the due price!"

Several people nodded.

Fenmu felt that it was time for him to take the stage. As a person with noble moral sentiments, how could he allow these evil elements to disrupt other people's good things!

If this sect's god-seeking ceremony also failed, where would he find the fire-biting coffin and other materials?

"Guys, please stop for a moment! I won't let you do this!" Fenmu walked out of the alley behind them.

One of these people recognized his voice:

"Aren't you the companion who just stopped that crazy woman for us? I didn't expect that you didn't die! What a surprise! But did you just say something strange?"

"I'm not wrong. You should stop being believers in a cult in the future. You are too naive!" After saying that, Fenmu picked up a brick from the ground and rushed over. He knocked it down with three blows and was unable to fight back. of several people.

Then, he put on his regular clothes, grabbed a man from the ground, dragged him to the door of the church, and said nervously:

"Hey, you guys come here, I just found out that there is a person who is planning to use explosives to disrupt our great ceremony!"

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PS: Just two updates today to sort out the plot, and four updates tomorrow

Chapter 22 The mole encounter

Only by witnessing it with his own eyes did Fenmu feel the difficulty of the ritual of praying to gods, the difficulties of starting a business and the risk of failure for practitioners in the cult industry.

Yes, the worship ceremony of this heretical cult that occupied the dilapidated church failed. The specific reason was not clear to Fenmu. It is speculated that the ancient relics they acquired were probably parallel imports.

But it doesn’t matter if it fails, there are other churches carrying out rituals.

Therefore, relying on the old trick of fanning the flames and provoking conflicts, Fenmu constantly encouraged one cult to lead the way to another cult to cause trouble, disrupting the other party's god-seeking ceremony, and then took advantage of it and kidnapped these guys to "surrender".

Relying on this method, he quickly found one cult after another. Unfortunately, he didn't know whether it was Fenmu's bad character or the professional level of these heretical cults. These god-seeking rituals failed without exception. !

"I've changed five places, why did they all fail? This shouldn't be my problem, right?" Fenmu was a little depressed.

So how did Ophillian and Angele accomplish the ceremony of inviting gods in one go?

The man walking in front of Fenmu was the fanatical believer who led the way and was looking for trouble. He turned around and asked angrily:

"My loyal companion, is what you said true? Believers from different sects in the prison city actually disrupted each other's god-seeking ceremony?"

Fenmu pursed her lips and said sadly:

"Yes, people from the Cursed Fire, the Secret Flower Society, and several sects are trying to mess with each other, but they have all failed! The man I just discovered is acting suspiciously, and I don't know what sect he belongs to!"

"This is different from the agreement we made when we came here. We clearly agreed not to offend the river, so we must have been instigated by a treacherous person!"

Are you going to scold me again?

Fenmu was already ready to take action, and the bricks behind him were about to move.

The fanatic continued:

"But the sects you mentioned have all failed. Now there are only two behemoths left in Prison City - the Black Moon Sect and the Ancient Blood Society. Only they can be the final beneficiaries, but we You can’t fight them!”

Fenmu raised his brows and secretly wrote down the new information. Black Moon Sect and Ancient Blood Club, right?

"I don't know much about these two sects. Where are they? Maybe I can lead these unruly fighters to them and disrupt their rituals!"

"The Black Moon Society is under the Holy Black Square, and the Ancient Blood Society is in the most magnificent windmill north of the square! Lure the melee fighters over? That is very dangerous. Do you really plan to do that?" The fanatics were in awe.

"There is no shirking the responsibility!" Fenmu's words were sonorous, powerful and resounding!

"My God will be moved if he has a believer like you. You are a role model for all of us! I will accompany you!"

It's just that he didn't take two steps forward when he was knocked unconscious by Fenmu with a brick and dragged to a nearby trash can. There was no need to sort the garbage, which was really trouble-free!

"Under the Holy Black Square and the magnificent windmill? If it's under the square, it's probably in the dark room of the underground passage. It takes a lot of time to find it. It's better to go to the Ancient Blood Society first."

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In the windmill workshop of the Ancient Blood Society, Hecate sneaked into it again.

Having learned the lesson from the last time, Miss Witch did not dare to hide too far this time. She chose to blend into the crowd and wait for an opportunity. However, she did not dare to get too close to others. If someone talked to her and exposed her butt, she would not do it. alright. So she stood not far from the door, following the example of other guards, leaning against the wall, looking left and right from time to time, pretending to be monitoring the situation around her seriously and professionally.

And Fenmu - he came as promised, even though no one had an appointment with him.

He is a guy with very strong observation and adaptability. After hanging out in several heretical cults, he has roughly figured out the temperament of these false god organizations.

This temperament refers to interpersonal relationships and guard placement. These organizations are very loose and not strict. They are all believers, but they may not have exchanged a word with each other, and everyone is autistic.

Only those in the position of dog owners and dog managers, such as bishops and high-ranking missionaries, know about the members. ,

Fenmu took advantage of a disciple of the Ancient Blood Society to go out to the toilet, knocked him unconscious, took away the disciple's robes, masks, books of Ecclesiastes and other things, and sneaked in with ease.

This huge workshop looks like it used to be a place for grinding flour and baking bread, but now the workshop has been cleared and empty. The first floor has become a place where cultists set up magic circles and pray to God. The second floor There were a few guards monitoring the surrounding situation.

Fenmu noticed at a glance that one of the guards was acting unusually nervous and unnatural. The other guards were all looking at the magic circle and praying devoutly, muttering strange and heart-stopping syllables from time to time. Only the guard closest to the door They are following carefully.

"This one must be a newbie, easy to fool!" Fen Mu decided in her heart.

He walked briskly from the street into the windmill workshop. After the cultists in the yard cast their eyes on him, Fenmu responded with a dull look and nodded in greeting. The whole entry process was natural, as if As a senior old man, no one doubts him at all!

Fenmu walked directly to the guard who was watching carefully, leaned against the wall, looked at the cult crowd in front of him who was praying, and said in a suppressed voice:

"New here, how's the situation? Have you found anyone suspicious?"

Hecate couldn't calm down. Is it because she was closer to the door? Why did you talk to me as soon as you came in? Could it be that you discovered something wrong with me?

But it seemed that the other party didn't find any clues about her, and without any suspicion, Hecate also lowered her voice, making her originally pleasant tone hoarse:

"everything is normal."

female? The voice was a bit unpleasant, as if there was thick phlegm stuck in the mouth. She was probably a menopausal old woman!

Fenmu nodded, held his chin with his hand, and said deeply and firmly:

"I came back from patrolling outside. The situation in each sect is not optimistic. It seems that someone interfered with the ceremony of inviting gods. I don't know which bastard did this, but I will never allow anyone to destroy the Ancient Blood Society in front of me. It’s a great ceremony for which we have put a lot of effort and effort!”

"Of course." Hecate said as little as possible, "I will also stop those who try to disrupt the ceremony."

After a brief chat, Fenmu was sure that he had gained the trust of this organization.

Because others don’t know who is behind the mask, but if they see a believer talking to others freely, or even leading people around naturally, will they be suspicious?