"..."
Grand Duke Labelle was silent for two seconds, blinked, and then...
"what happened?!"
He looked angrily at the assistant standing beside him.
It turned out that something seemed to be missing from the assistant's neck.
Grand Duke Labelle asked with a strange expression: "Burr, where is your head?"
Sun Yupu's face turned pale with fright, and he asked like the dumbfounded Duke Luke: "Yes, brother, where is your head?"
The two men responded with a "thud" as Burr's headless body slowly fell to the ground.
The sound frightened Labelle and Sun Yupu to the point where they squatted down and held their heads. The guards outside heard the sound and rushed in, surrounding Labelle.
It seems that this can guarantee the safety of Archduke Labelle.
In Lingwa's shop, another one-minute countdown ended.
"Stop, the machine chooses one."
The same words were mentioned by Yang Ning for the third time.
Tang Ming, who was next to him, handed over a silencer tremblingly and said, "Everyone next to me is resting in the middle of the night. Do you think?"
Yang Ning, who is always easy to talk to and considerate, smiled and nodded: "You are still thoughtful."
Then he took the silencer and installed it. At this time, the target selected by the new machine appeared on the TV screen.
An old man with a gloomy face and a spiritual association logo printed on his forehead, a man who looks very full of life and has insect wings on his back.
But in fact, if you look carefully, you can find that this special-shaped "person" has antennae on its head, a tail on its back, and its hands and feet are like insect claws!
It's more like a human-shaped insect than a bug-shaped person.
Yang Ning said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I know that joining a spiritual retreat was a decision made by your parents when you were very young. In fact, you are also a victim."
"Now, I will free you."
"Old man, sleep well."
After saying that, Yang Ning raised his hand and pointed the gun at the old man on the TV screen——
boom!
This time the sniper rifle was equipped with a silencer, and the sound of the gunfire was much quieter than before.
But it still shocked a few people around him.
Bang!
The bullet shell fell to the ground, and the sound was clear and sweet.
The city of Johntine in the Principality of Luke, in the city square under the sunset.
There was a bonfire in the middle of the square, and a large black pot was burning on the fire.
The pot was densely packed with black bugs.
A group of elderly people were kneeling on the ground and worshiping in front of the bonfire.
In front of the crowd, an old man held up a newborn baby with both hands and said sincerely to the bonfire in front: "The great Lord of Life!"
"I would like to introduce my newborn grandson to you and become your loyal believer!"
Behind the old man, a shrill cry sounded: "No!"
A woman was grabbed tightly by someone with a human insect mark on her forehead. She yelled at the top of her lungs: "You crazy people, devils!"
"I don't want my son to eat that! No!"
However, after all, she is just a woman and cannot break away from the pull of everyone.
On the side, a man comforted her and said: "It's okay, I just ate a bug. Everyone has eaten it. It has been like this for many years."
"Is this always right?!"
The woman burst into tears: "Huck, you, you are the father of the child, can you please save our child?"
The man lowered his head and said, "Don't talk nonsense! This is Luke's tradition for many years!"
"The Lord of Life will protect our children! You crazy woman!"
“With the protection of the Lord of Life, we will never get sick!”
While the two were talking, the old man over there had already walked to the bonfire with the child in his arms, and placed the naked child on the ground without any shelter.
"Whoa!"
The cry of the child attracted the attention of the insects in the big pot on the campfire. Black beetle-like insects emerged from the pot one after another and crawled towards the children on the ground.
At this moment, Yang Ning's selection process was being broadcast live on the big screen in the shopping mall nearby.
Today's sacrificial activity to the Lord of Life was deliberately initiated by the John Ting City Spiritual Association in response to the live video they saw in the afternoon.
Just watching the live broadcast of the selection on the big screen, the members of the spiritual retreat kneeling in the square had sneers on their faces.
"This Oriental is so arrogant! He's just a clown!"
"Actually, it's understandable. After all, he doesn't know how great the Lord of Life is!"
"Yes, where else in the world do people never get sick? These mortals in other places simply cannot understand what kind of existence the God we believe in is!"
It was at this time that the picture on the big screen was frozen.
The old man's photo appeared in front of everyone.
It was the old man who was kneeling in front of everyone at this time, holding up his newly born grandson and dedicating it to the Lord of Life!
Ever since, everyone's eyes were focused on the old man!
boom!
The dull sound was almost inaudible in the square where the evening wind was howling.
However, the scene of a person's head exploding suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.
The old man who had just delivered his grandson to the insect's mouth with his own hands, his head disappeared in one go.
There was only blood mist sprinkled all over the body.
On the big screen, the small squares filling the screen continue to change.
Everyone in the square was trembling.
Everyone has the same idea: Good guys, are you serious? !
Not only everyone had this reaction, but even the insects that had just crawled out of the pot and crawled towards the baby turned around and crawled back again as if they had seen a natural enemy!
The crowd gradually began to riot.
A priest from the spiritual retreat stood up and said with great horror: "Don't panic, everyone!"
"This, this, this is the Lord of Life rejecting Old Bill's offering!"
"His grandson is evil! He is not worthy to be a believer in the Lord of Life! He is not worthy!"
The words of the sacrifice seemed to have had some effect, and the crowd calmed down a little.
However, the old man's son, the father of the sacrificed child, the man named Huck, became angry and said: "Fart! Fart!"
"How could my son be evil?! You are farting!"
"You bastard, I'm going to fight you!"
"No one can stop my son from serving the great Lord of life today!"
After saying that, the man roared and rushed into the square like a wild animal!
Just when the people from the spiritual retreat were about to come out to stop him, a new target appeared in the live broadcast of the selection on the big screen in the shopping mall nearby.
This time, it was a slightly younger man.
It was the man who had just rushed into the square and vowed to send his child to the arms of the Lord of Life.
For a moment, all the eyes of the crowd were focused on this man again.
"No, no, no!"
Huck shook his head and lost his voice: "This, this is not true, it is not true!"
But then he seemed to remember something, and suddenly smiled happily: "Haha!"
"I have the protection of the Lord of Life! I, I can't die!"
But the sudden words next to him froze the man's smile that had just risen——
"Your father seems to be at a higher level than you in the spiritual ashram, and has served the Lord of Life longer than you?"
Huck: "..."
boom!
The dull sound seemed to resound in everyone's hearts at the same time, frightening the believers of the spiritual retreat present so that they all trembled and lowered their heads.
When they raised their heads again, in front of them, the young man named Huck had nothing on his shoulders.
On the big screen next to the square, the full screen of small square real-life avatars began to change rapidly again.
A new round of selection has begun again.
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