The immortal body is called Teevat

At this time, Mr. Custer took out a black leather notebook from his pocket and recorded this sin with a pen.

He then ordered the other members of the Bloody Court to throw all the corpses into the sewer and let them ferment.

They should leave here, otherwise the nobles of Fontaine will definitely find them. Everyone handled the bodies skillfully and threw them into the deepest part of the Fontaine sewer pipe.

Only rats and cockroaches survive there, and it is absolutely impossible that other people would suddenly become curious and go down to take a look.

Of course, if there are really curious people, they would probably be scared to death by the piles of bones below.

Over the past year, the speed of trying evildoers in the Bloody Rebellion has dropped significantly under Custer's leadership.

But this year, hundreds of bones have piled up in the deepest, unreachable area of ​​the Gray River. No one knows how many sins they have committed. Perhaps the only way to atone is to provide nutrients for the creatures in the sewer.

Before leaving, Mr. Custer did not forget to ask everyone to pray devoutly to the messenger of justice. After all, the Bloody Court was created because of the messenger of justice.

Many people regard the messenger of justice in the Mango Restaurant case as an idol and worship him, and even invented a unique way of worshiping him.

Mr. Custer did not know whether the so-called messenger from the serious incident was true or false. After all, when he entered the organization, it was actually three months after the Mange Restaurant massacre.

However, there is no harm in regular worship. To say the least, it can at least increase the cohesion of the organization. After all, some fake things will become true if they are faked.

But what if what these people said was true? Caster had always believed that the trial of Fontaine should not be decided by the cold cardinal who made all the decisions.

Mr. Custer's leading worship also inspired other passionate young people to follow suit. Although they had not seen the messenger of justice who practiced justice in the Mango Restaurant that night, his deeds had been deeply engraved in the hearts of the young people.

At this moment, the blood on the ground seemed to have life and kept gathering together, forming a strange blood-colored formation with an outer circle and an inner triangle.

Such a strange scene made the members of the Bloody Court's legs tremble a little, even though they had watched the execution ceremony of evil people dozens of times.

But this was the first time they had seen such a supernatural phenomenon. This bloody magic circle emitting blood light made them feel like something was about to come out.

Even Joseph, a two-meter-tall sturdy man, couldn't help but take two steps back and hold the sledgehammer tightly with both hands. He always felt like something was going to jump out of it.

Custer just pushed his glasses calmly, without any intention of retreating.

In any case, as a superior of the Bloody Court, he should not panic at this time, and he did not panic.

Then, before everyone could react, blood-red particles continued to condense in the center of this strange blood-colored magic circle, until they finally condensed into a blurry blood-red figure.

The blurry blood-red figure looked around and found a bunch of members of the Scarlet Church dressed like cultists, and he couldn't help but feel helpless.

This bloody figure was naturally the projection of Wucheng's consciousness. Wu Cheng originally thought that the rituals of these believers would have to wait for several days before they could be carried out.

But just as Wu Cheng finished discussing this matter with Weili and walked back to the dinner venue, when he was about to take two more pocket cakes to taste, Weili called him frantically again.

Wu Cheng didn't even need to think about it. It must be those extremist guys far away in Fontaine who started the ceremony of judging sin, otherwise Willy wouldn't be so anxious to find him.

Afterwards, Wu Cheng had no choice but to give up the pocket biscuit that was right in front of him. He then found a secluded place, closed his eyes and waited for Weili to transmit his consciousness.

Of course, Wu Cheng also specifically asked for a drop of the blood of the demon god from Wei Li, and of course he also told Wei Li the reason why.

After listening to Wu Cheng's explanation, Weili agreed readily. After all, it was just a small amount, not a big loss for Weili.

If this drop of essence and blood can really increase the power of faith as Wu Cheng said, it would be a profit.

After all, compared to these believers who have been harvesting their faith for a year, it would be difficult to subdue them if he did not give them anything and just showed his divine power.

By then, the loss of faith still could not be saved, and Wu Cheng also told Weili that he would not go to Fontainebleau at least in the next few years.

Therefore, the function of this drop of essence and blood is not only to demonstrate the gift of God, but also to select a leader that Wu Cheng considers satisfactory for this extremist organization.

I don't ask for this drop of blood to create a super powerful person, but at least it should make this leader stronger than these members.

After all, once an organization is established, power struggles are inevitable, especially when the leader is unable to control his subordinates.

In short, it would be best if this extremist organization could be used by him. If they don't obey, let them fend for themselves.

Although the Blood Moon Cult established by Wu Cheng does not reject any believers, it does not accept everything.

After all, the organization itself is not extremely evil, and it even has a bit of a righteous flavor, so it can be said that its good outweighs its evil.

If Wu Cheng killed them all simply because they were unwilling to obey him, this would not be in line with Wu Cheng's law of massacre.

But before Wu Cheng could think more, he felt the scene in front of him suddenly go black. Then he felt as if his soul was pulled out and floated far away.

Until he saw the gloomy Gray River sewer surrounded by a bunch of guys in black robes and hoods, who looked like pagans nine out of ten.

Wu Cheng was still a little uncomfortable with this scene for a moment, and these men in black robes were looking at him in silence, as if waiting for him to speak.

Wu Cheng suddenly felt a huge pressure. After all, he had no experience in such large-scale speeches in his previous life, and he came here just to fool these guys, to make them output their faith power wholeheartedly for him, and to become the faith power leeks.

Another simple way to put it is that they have been fooled, just like those success experts on the stage who fool old men and old ladies with one thing after another.

Wu Cheng began to look around for the leader and planned to have a conversation with him, and finally found Mr. Custer.

After all, Wu Cheng could see panic and nervousness in the eyes of other people, but this guy with black hair, purple eyes and gold-rimmed single-frame glasses seemed calm and even looked at him with interest.

If he doesn't stand out, who else can? And since he is so calm in the face of danger, he must be qualified to be the leader of this organization.