"You mean to say.... Are there any connections between these recent cases on the mainland? ”

Klose held a cup of tea and looked at Fack with a serious expression.

As the deputy head of the Northland Mercenary Regiment and the leader of the "Xiao" Mercenary Regiment, Fake, has matured and stabilized a lot over the years.

He took out a map marked with a red circle from his bosom and showed it to Klose, pointed to the location and said, "Indeed, after the investigation of our mercenaries and the relevant news brought by Fu Kun, it has been confirmed that these people are indeed from the same organization!" They seem to believe in some kind of evil god, and have unwittingly established strongholds in many towns on the mainland. Although I don't know who the mastermind behind the scenes is, this group of people is undoubtedly not a good man and a woman. Let's just say that more than a dozen cases of missing people in the West and the South in the past year have been found behind them! Although it's Winter Veil Day, you shouldn't say these things on holiday days. But no way.... For the sake of the long-term peace and stability of the mainland, I must tell you about this matter. After all, you said that with great power comes great responsibility. ”

Klose smiled and patted Fack on the shoulder: "Of course, you naturally have to be the first to tell me if something like this happens!" After all, the empty shelf of the Alliance of the Gods has not completely collapsed yet, and we can still hold it up. It is also my responsibility to do something for the people of the mainland~~ Don't worry, I will send an Omega team to follow up on this matter. Cults? As long as the leaders behind their scenes are discovered, the other people who have been deceived will naturally return to the right path after seeing the true nature of their cult. ”

"I hope so..."

Fake drank a cup of tea, his expression slightly solemn.

"Don't think about it, man! It's hard to have a stop Winter Curtain Festival, so you can enjoy the holiday too! Staying with me these days, you don't have to worry about anything, big things, I'll deal with it after the holidays. Don't worry, the sky won't fall. ”

Red Sea, Port Rousseau.

In a warehouse on the edge of the harbor, candles are still lit in the dead of night.

Although Duke Hain hugged Klose's thigh and was the first to introduce electric lights, the warehouse was not lit.

Through the dim candle flame, a group of strange people wearing black cloaks and black hoods can be seen, kneeling on the ground around a candle.

They were chanting words, and in the open space in front of them were a very abstract pattern with intricate lines.

Judging by the shape of the pattern alone, it is not clear what it is. But the expressions of this group of people were very religious.

In addition to a candlestick, there was a well-established animal skeleton in the clearing in front of them, as well as a vial of bat blood and a handful of human hair.

Just looking at this posture, one can't help but think of some strange ritual of a certain cult organization.

After a few words in his mouth, one of them took a half-step back, arms stretched out under his cloak.

This person's arms are a very strange and sickly blue-gray color?! And it's covered with dense hard packs.

"Dear faithful believers... Our ceremony is more than half complete, and everyone has worked hard! If we want to summon our true God and save everyone from fire and water, we need to do more work. ”

"All for the true God.... Nubia Mo...."

The rest of the black-robed eccentrics recited an unintelligible word, and began to throw the hair, skeleton, and batology in front of them into the brazier and burn them.

These people are a new denomination that has only emerged in the last year or two. They call themselves the "Holy Worm Cult". Basically, it is still quietly spreading in the dark side of some prosperous port cities or capitals, without much fanfare and without going to the surface.

The Ryan Continent used to be quite tolerant of such things as sects, and no one cared what kind of sect everyone set up together. But since the release of the Holy See, the rulers of various countries have become extremely sensitive to any new sect that emerges!

They also introduced regulations to control the arbitrary formation of civil sects. This is also to prevent the Holy See from having a loophole.

In fact, the strange sect that Falke told Klose about is this religion. They set up their headquarters in Port Rousseau, which has a large population and is highly mobile. The sect has a small number of followers, just over 1,000 people, and is basically scattered in various coastal cities and ports.

The way they develop believers is very secretive! The first is a rigorous screening process. This sect, unlike other denominations, usually had missionaries speak in squares, or soup kitchens in slums, or maintained good relations with the local aristocracy, indirectly promoting the recruitment of believers.

But what kind of "Holy Worm Sect" is this, every believer recruited has to go through layers of screening.

First, it can't be an aristocracy.

Second, it is better to have both parents dead.

Third, single men without families are the first choice, followed by women.

The religion is good at hiding in the dark, in a mysterious form, and is extremely inconspicuous. No one knows what they really want to do.

But even so, it was still noticed by the keen sense of smell Fack during a mission.

The reason why he told Klose the news was also because Klose's forces now controlled the four most prosperous port cities in the Ryan Continent. So there is a good chance that such a cultist will appear in his territory! If you know in advance, Klose will be prepared.

After being reminded by Fack, Klose handed over the matter to the mice that day.

After several years of running-in, these little mice have become one of the most core races of black crows.

Not only do they excel in the special forces, but they are also natural intelligence and intelligence gatherers. And they have small goals and know the procedures of the underground dark street very well. So Klose lined up a few little mice as special intelligence officers in almost every port.

In the dark warehouse, the black-robed strange man in front of him sent off his other companions, and returned to the warehouse alone, looking at the unburned hair and animal bones in the brazier, reaching out to rummage in the brazier. He was not afraid of the temperature of the flame at all.

After rummaging through it for a while, he pulled out a crystal clear hard object from the brazier.

I saw the crystal clear hard block in the hand of the man in black, and he laughed.

"Found the finger bone relics of the four-eyed civet cat.... It's just the last of the tempered fangs of the Devilskin Boar.... Magic Forest... In the end, this is not easy to do..."

The man in black took the finger bone relic into his arms, blew out the candle, and walked out of the warehouse.

He locked the warehouse door, tightened his cloak and was about to leave.

"Huh?"

The man in black stopped, his eyes hidden under his hood looking around warily.

Because around too. It's quiet... It's so quiet that it makes your heart palpitate!

Wrong! It's so perverse.... And there was a faint hint of murder in the surrounding air!

The man in black lowered his head and walked briskly towards a side path.

After he turned a corner, he suddenly picked up speed! Betake oneself to one's heels!

The next moment he began to flee, several dark shadows emerged from the shadows and surrounded him.

"Phew... Damn it! ”

The man in black took a sip, suddenly sped up and jumped up!

Stepping on the wall with his right foot and jumping on the wall, the movement is extremely sensitive!

"Surround him! Don't let him run! ”

The figures gathered around them divided into four rounds, preparing to take a detour to outflank the retreat of the man in black.

But the man in black was obviously very familiar with the terrain of the dock, and disappeared into the mountain of containers in a few take-offs and landings.

The figure in the shadows searched around and found that he had lost his target.

However, these people did not show any anger or disappointment, but all retreated towards the position of a prescription, as if there was a backhand.

The man in black hid in the gap of a pile of towering shipping containers, watching his pursuers run in the opposite direction from afar, a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph~ want to catch me? Let's go in the next life! ”

"Oh? Do you really have to wait until the next life? I don't think so~"

The sudden voice of the voice startled the man in black into a cold sweat!

After a moment of horror, he leaped out of the container, his legs spread and he scurried into the intricate pile of goods.

"Where are you going? This road is not passable~"

During the run, the man in black stiffened, and the expression on his face was like seeing a ghost!

"You... What the hell are you!? ”

The man in black looked at the little black shadow in front of him in horror, and his body couldn't help but take half a step back.

But he looked around, and there was only the little man in front of him except him.

If there is only one person on the other side....

"Die!"

As soon as the man in black raised his right hand, there was a crossbow arrow hidden under the cloak!

However, just as he raised his hand and before he could pull the trigger, he remembered a muffled sound on the other side.

"Bang~"

The man in black slammed and fell to the ground.

His right hand with a crossbow arrow was bleeding profusely, and at some point it was blasted out of a hole!