The bloody scene made the originally angry believers consciously remain quiet.
Some people were shaking all over, some were pale, and some just vomited.
Of course, this was only a minority, and more cultists were shocked by Fang Cheng's fighting power and ruthlessness.
This verifies what Fang Cheng said to Sato Hayato: to deal with bad guys, you need to be more despicable and cruel than them.
This windmill trick was developed by Fang Cheng himself. When he was exercising the ability of Blood of Steel, he discovered that when the blood is about to harden, it will remain soft, tough and elastic.
It is perfect for use as a rope. Two blades are added to the top mainly to increase the weight so that the silk thread can be easily thrown out and cause cutting damage.
The tragic death of hundreds of religious guards directly shocked the believers in the audience.
Archbishop Shui Madun's face was as heavy as water. He had already picked up his dark Bible and opened it.
Originally, this divine descending ceremony should be presided over by a newly promoted archbishop, but Shui Madun felt that the other party was not qualified enough and should put more pressure on him, so he came in person.
Unexpectedly, the Tokyo District of the Paradise Sect’s risk assessment of this divine descending ceremony was obviously seriously inadequate.
In addition to a group of cannon fodder, Shui Madun only brought a few skeleton staff to preside over the ceremony.
Unexpectedly, at his age, he is already an old man enjoying his old age, and he needs to go out and fight in person.
After Fang Cheng killed a group of cannon fodder, he did not stand still, but continued to rush towards the blood pool.
"Collapse!"
Shui Madun's voice suddenly sounded, appearing quite majestic on the loudspeaker.
The entire gymnasium trembled, and the next moment, the ground in front of Fang Cheng collapsed. Amid the deafening roar, a deep pit spanning the length of the basketball court and more than four meters wide appeared.
It was pitch black in the pit, and I didn't know how deep it collapsed. At least if someone fell, they would definitely be dead.
Fang Cheng didn't stop, and was about to jump over, when Shui Madun said again: "Stop!"
Fang Cheng immediately stopped suddenly.
It's not that he respects the old and loves the young and is obedient, but a cultist has already taken out a knife and put it on Sato Mai's neck.
Finally here it is, the classic part of taking hostages.
"Mai!"
Sato Hayato used his telekinesis to knock over the two cultists who sneaked up on him, and he was already exhausted.
Seeing his sister being threatened, anger suddenly surged up in his body.
Fang Cheng sighed. Sato's nervousness made his sister's situation worse. Of course, this was blameless.
He only regretted that he did not have Russian ancestry, otherwise he would have killed the hostages and kidnappers long ago, so there would be no need to be threatened.
"Both of you."
Shui Madun held the Dark Bible in his hand, and his tone and posture were full of the aura of a leader: "I don't care who you are or what you want to do. As long as you leave here immediately, I can guarantee that what happened today will be treated as if it never happened. Otherwise, you Those who offend will be a huge religion with millions of followers, and they will go to hell after death."
There was a slight commotion among the hundreds of believers. Unexpectedly, the archbishop would compromise with two outsiders.
But Shui Madun had no choice but to let these two guys continue to cause trouble. Will the divine descending ceremony still be held?
After fighting with him, this old man will no longer have the energy to hold the ceremony.
If it does not receive God's blessing, the Church of Paradise will enter a period of decline in the next seven years, and the pressure from the government and peers will be even greater.
For the sake of the overall situation, Shui Ma Dun would rather give in first, coax these two troublemaking little bastards away, and settle accounts with them later.
Shui Madun's words directly made Fang Cheng laugh.
He put his hands on his waist and said, "Who are you trying to scare? According to the latest authoritative statistics from the government, the growth rate of your Paradise Sect's followers has already reached negative growth, showing a downward trend year after year. It is estimated that there are less than 500,000 underground believers, and We are also facing the trend of aging, and the number of young believers is insufficient. As a result, fiscal revenue has plummeted year after year, and we have to cut expenses. Most of the online programs produced and distributed every month have been cut off, and we cannot afford to hire AV stars..."
Shui Ma Dun was dumbfounded. He told Fang Cheng a threat, but Fang Cheng told him data, and it was detailed and well-documented data.
According to authoritative statistics disclosed by the government, the development trend of the Paradise Sect has been regressing for many years. If this continues, take jujube pills.
As Fang Cheng spoke, the topic suddenly changed: "Besides, hell is not yours to control. You have hundreds of cults all saying they want to send people to hell. Hell is already overcrowded. How can you control it? Satan is very close to you." Are you familiar? Just give it away if you say it, because they don’t want to lose face?”
At this time, even the believers became commotion because of Fang Cheng's words.
Seeing that Fang Cheng had stopped talking, Shui Ma Dun also realized that the threat was not enough, so he immediately changed his approach and interrupted him: "What on earth are you going to do before you are willing to leave?"
Fang Cheng immediately raised his finger and pointed at Sato Mai: "Let her go, and the three of us will leave immediately."
Sato Hayato on the side was slightly surprised. Although he would be happy to rescue his sister, isn't there another Asaka classmate?
But after experiencing so many things from yesterday to now, his heart has grown a lot, and he knows that classmate Fang must have his plans.
The believers in the audience were instead angered by Fang Cheng's request, overwhelming their fear of his bloody methods.
"You can't give him the saint."
"Outsiders, get out!"
First there were one or two fierce curses, and then more people began to echo, and they quickly became one.
"Get out!"
"Get out!"
Hundreds of people shouted at the same time, the sound was like a wave.
Facing the angry accusations from hundreds of people at the same time, Sato Hayato's face turned pale and he subconsciously took two steps back.
He looked towards Fang Cheng and saw that Fang Cheng's figure was as tall as a pine tree, but his expression didn't change at all.
Fang Cheng completely ignored these angry shouts, his eyes fixed on Shui Madun.
These believers are nothing more than leeks, and the only one who can make decisions is this old man.
"Quiet!"
Shui Ma Dun reached out and knocked on the altar. One person's voice actually drowned out the roars of hundreds of people. Of course, it was thanks to the loudspeaker.
As if a switch was flipped, hundreds of believers immediately shut up, and the noisy stadium suddenly became audible again.
The power of the archbishop in the minds of these devout believers can be seen from this.
Mizuma Atsushi glanced at Mai Sato, a backup saint, whose importance was not very high, as long as the ten saints did not cause any problems.
It's totally worth using her in exchange for the smooth progress of the divine descending ceremony.
Just catch it after the ceremony is over.
"Can."
Shuima Dun made a decision immediately, and no believer present dared to disobey: "You leave first, I will release you immediately."
Fang Cheng refused: "You cultists talk like farts. Do you want to lie to me with a fart?"
Shui Madun narrowed his eyes slightly: "Young man, don't push yourself too far, and stop when you see the opportunity."
Fang Cheng also sneered and mocked: "No matter how many four-character idioms you tell me, you still can't appear to be educated and sincere. There is no trust between us."
Shui Madun asked directly: "Then what do you think we should do?"
"This is simple, I swear to your gods."
Fang Cheng raised his hands with a very sincere expression: "As long as you are willing to let her go, we will take her away and will never interfere with your ceremony again. Likewise, before we leave, you are not allowed to touch or interfere with us. freedom of speech, if you violate your oath, you will be killed on the spot, and if I violate my oath... then I will commit my life here today."
This suggestion is not bad. Shui Ma Dun was thinking about how credible Fang Cheng's words were and whether there were any traps in them.
The Holy Grail suspended above the blood pool suddenly shook slightly and made a crisp sound.
