Smelting everything from pirates

Chapter 597 Cultists

Hearing the noisy voices outside, Barrett and Edward immediately overtook their weapons, pushed open the door of the warehouse, and ran out in the rain.

I saw the bright lights in the bar in the distance, and even faintly heard some sporadic gunshots.

The two ran into the bar in the rain, and saw a bald man with tattoos all over his face, holding a polished revolver in one hand.

Use the revolver in your hand to point at the people surrounding you in front of you.

At the same time, the man stuttered and said tremblingly, "Don't come here, you will all die from today on."

The bartender Paul slowly raised his hands to indicate that he didn't have any weapons in his hands. He looked at the man in front of him with tattoos all over his face and said.

"Bradley, calm down, put down the revolver in your hand, I believe you don't want us to surround you and beat you up!"

Hearing Paul say this, Bradley became even more angry, pointed the muzzle of the revolver in his hand at Paul, and said hoarsely: "You disgusting humans don't want to believe what I said. I said never Starting today, all of you will die as sacrifices to the great master."

But at this time, Bradley only heard a thud behind him. It turned out that the door of the bar behind him was knocked open from the outside.

He saw Edward and Barrett rushing in. At this time, Bradley quickly turned his gun and prepared to attack Barrett.

But Barrett was faster than Bradley, and there was a bang.

The revolver in Barrett's hand directly broke one of Bradley's wrists.

The people around hurriedly rushed up and overwhelmed Bradley, and at the same time, some people directly tied Bradley up with ropes.

"You will all die! You will all die!"

Even if he was tied up, Bradley yelled loudly, his eyes were red, and he looked at the group of people around him with hatred.

Looking at the lunatic in front of him, Barrett turned his head to look at Paul and said, "What is the situation with this guy in front of him?"

After tying up Bradley, several people took Bradley away. Watching the lunatic leave, Paul explained.

"Bradley is a cultist on our island. Once he left the island with a fishing boat and went to other places as a sailor. After a few years, Bradley returned to the island and preached what he had gained. A new god of God, has been saying that only the master who believes in him can be forgiven, but no one on our island listens to Bradley's nonsense. I don't know why today, Bradley suddenly rushed When I got to the bar, I grabbed the revolver in my hand, and then yelled frantically that we will all die."

"What does the god that Bradley believes in look like?" Most of the gods believed in in the world of Cthulhu, other than God, should be the old rulers or outer gods .

That's why Barrett needs to have a good understanding of what Bradley believes in.

"I haven't really found out about this. After all, who would know what a cultist believes? But if you are interested in Mr. Barrett, you can go to Bradley's room to have a look. His The room is the No. 36 warehouse next to the No. 37 you rented, and Bradley has been living in the warehouse."

Hearing what Paul said, Barrett nodded and gave Edward a wink at the same time.

Edward left directly to find Gloria at this time. After all, according to Bradley, all the lives on the entire Blackwater Island are likely to die. In the world of Cthulhu, the cultists said This sentence is very likely to be true.

When they came to Warehouse No. 37, the sailors threw Bradley into the room directly, and didn't care about the cultist.

Barrett, who followed behind, walked into the warehouse, only to see Bradley's broken wrist, blood trickling down his wrist, and his entire face pale.

His lips trembled slightly, obviously enduring extremely great pain.

It seemed that he was chanting some kind of mantra softly, but when he wanted to listen carefully, Barrett only felt his head hurt very much, as if something was tearing his soul apart.

"This Bradley in front of you is damned, what he said is actually true. There must be a powerful existence behind him. It seems that the entire human beings on Blackwater Island are likely to die."

Although Barrett could understand those languages, he didn't dare to listen more. He could only vaguely judge that there was indeed a powerful god behind Bradley.

Perhaps it is the most famous Cthulhu Fortan in the entire Cthulhu mythology.

Forcibly holding back the pain in his head, Barrett squatted in front of Bradley and asked, "I heard that everyone in the entire Blackwater Island will die. What is your basis?"

Seeing Barrett in front of him, Bradley slowly sat up from the ground, the wound on his wrist was still bleeding, he knew that he was injured by Barrett.

Seeing a ferocious smile on Barrett's face, he said: "Not only the people on Blackwater Island, but everyone in the whole world will die, including you, but don't worry, you may die faster than others. Live longer because you broke my wrist and I'm going to torture you bastard."

Seeing Bradley like this, Barrett felt a little helpless,
All he could do was pull out his own revolver and smack another shot in Bradley's thigh.

Blood bloomed, and Bradley's screams were heard again.

Stepping on Bradley's head, Barrett put the revolver in his hand against Bradley's head and said, "Although I don't know if what you said is true or not, I can tell you that if you If you don’t answer my question, you can die now. Can you guarantee whether the god you believe in will really resurrect you.”

Feeling the scorching heat of the muzzle, Bradley's body was trembling constantly, and at the same time his lips opened and closed slightly, as if he wanted to speak.

At this time, Barrett slowly lowered his head and put his ear next to Bradley, trying to listen carefully.

However, at this moment, Bradley opened his mouth wide, bit Barrett's ear, and laughed wildly at the same time.

Perceiving the danger, Barrett almost instinctively raised the revolver in his hand.

boom!
One shot knocked Bradley's head off his jaw, and a stream of blood, mixed with something white, blasted into Barrett's face.

Looking at Bradley's corpse in front of him, Barrett could only curse inwardly, kicked the corpse directly, and then searched in warehouse No. 37 to see who Bradley believed in. What the hell is a god.

I hope it is not the most famous Cthulhu in the Cthulhu myth.

Otherwise, Barrett, who is just a mortal now, really has no way to solve Cthulhu's awakening from the city of R'lyeh.

Barrett searched slowly in warehouse No. 37 by himself.

But Edward ran to look for Gloria.

"How much do you know about that cultist Bradley?" The two said while running. Gloria also knew that Bradley lived in warehouse No. 37, so she ran directly towards the warehouse.

"Before Bradley became a lunatic, he was a sailor on my ship for a while, but now he has become a cultist who only knows how to shout all day long." Gloria said while running , At the same time, two gunshots were heard in the distance.

"Damn it, Mr. Barrett, you won't kill Bradley, will you?" Edward hurried forward at this moment.

Sure enough, when he opened the door of warehouse No. 37, he saw a corpse lying on the ground, and a huge hole had been torn open in his head by the bullets from the revolver.

Looking into the distance, I saw Barrett's back, in Warehouse No. 37, constantly searching.

In fact, it doesn't matter if Bradley is killed. After all, in the small town of Blackwater Island, there are many people who want to kill Bradley, but now Bradley has the information that Edward and the others need.

In this case, Barrett really shouldn't have killed Bradley.

"Mr. Barrett!" Edward said loudly with some anger hidden in his tone.

But Barrett couldn't care about the two people behind him, and focused all his attention on the book written in human skin in front of him.

On the cover of this book, there are 4 large characters written brightly.

The Necronomicon

(End of this chapter)