Acg Male Lead is My Trumpet

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(Go to sleep, if you don't go to bed so late, do you want to die suddenly?)

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Pagans, a group of people who long for the power of Cthulhu are also mentioned in the Cthulhu myth.

This is a belief that has been passed down from a long time ago.

Bloodthirsty, crazy.

If you meet these people in a dense forest, you will die in all likelihood.

These lunatics can sacrifice human blood without hesitation.

It seems that now, they are looking at Bai Fan, staring at him.

It seemed that they were already discussing how to deal with Bai Fan.

At this moment, a person who seemed to be a high priest stood up first, raised a cane woven with strange vines in his hand, and shouted loudly.

"Oh!!! By the will of the great Cthulhu! This living man must be blood sacrificed! His sinful blood must be the best tribute. His human skin will be the best wall hangings, and his eyeballs can be strung into necklaces , limbs can be food for believers!"

Spread your hands.

"Praise Cthulhu!!!"

Oh—the damn translator, I swear, if you talk to me in that damn translator again, I promise I'll kick your ass with Uncle Tom's broken boot.

Bai Fan's face was like a salted fish, he didn't panic.

Yes, even if these people have vaguely surrounded him.

Standing in the middle, he could even hear some people sharpening their knives.

But this time he just didn't panic.

Even if his death in this game was a real death, he didn't panic at all.

The problem is minor, so don't panic.

Under the leadership of the high priest, all the believers raised their arms and howled loudly following a strange rhythm that seemed to be chanting a spell.

"Praise Cthulhu!!!"

All the believers stopped strangely, turned their heads in unison, and looked at Bai Fan steadfastly.

Because it was Bai Fan who yelled.

"What are you doing? What are you looking at me for? Shout out and it's over! Why are you standing there—"

He squinted at the believers around him, as if disappointed that their beliefs were not firm enough, he emphasized every word, fiercely, with bloodshot eyes.

"All! Special! What! Here! Me! Shout!"

Maybe it was because Bai Fan's aura was too overwhelming. Suddenly, no one kept up with his rhythm, but they all stared blankly at Bai Fan.

It seems that their persona is crazy, right?

You are now a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in our hands, and you still let us shout?

"oh I got it!"

Bai Fan's voice resounded, and with a hint of bewilderment on his face, he pointed at each person one by one with his fingers, and shouted loudly with incomparable contempt.

"I see! You are not Cthulhu at all!"

"You fucking fart!"

One believer couldn't bear it anymore and cursed loudly.

And Bai Fan was very happy in his heart.

Okay, these people finally don't need to speak in an interpreter's voice.

"You don't understand Cthulhu at all, you are underestimating me, a loyal Cthulhu believer!"

Bai Fan sat there very calmly, and retorted sharply.

"What do you people know? You know that you have been shouting slogans here!"

He looked at the past with a bit of hatred.

"You fart! Cthulhu is our god! It is the greatest existence! In order to obey the will of God, I even killed my wife and my child! Yes! Because Cthulhu is like this! "

A young Cthulhu believer stood up unconvinced, bloody all over.

This is a true fanatic.

The pagans nodded, feeling honored to have such a believer partner, and looked at Bai Fan with confidence.

Look, look, this is the real conscience of Cthulhu!

"You know what to do! You don't understand shit, you chicken and dog."

But they didn't expect that Bai Fan snorted coldly and said sarcastically.

"Where did you put the glory of Cthulhu? You can't experience it by killing your wife and son!"

"You guys don't believe in Cthulhu at all!"

He stretched out a finger and analyzed it with a straight face.

"You can kill your own wife, but you can also use Cthulhu's glory to lure her into teaching! It's not good enough to let everyone grind tofu before killing her!"

"Go away! Cthulhu won't accept a guy like you who would rather kill someone than drag her into the water!"

Bai Fan didn't even look at this young man who was speechless by what he said, and his face was flushed. He pointed his finger at the other most powerful heretic who just shouted.

"Tell me about you, you are also the kind of guy who just keeps talking."

Bai Fan pointed to himself.

"You yelled so fiercely just now, and you said something like dismembering the corpse. If you are a true Cthulhu believer, you should have done it long ago, instead of staying on the language."

Bai Fan sneered.

"I'm here, can't you still hack me to death with words?"

"You fart!"

The accused middle-aged heretic turned purple with anger.

"That's why I'm here, you come up and kill me now! Your consciousness is not enough to join the organization! Get out of the group! Shame!"

You group of Cthulhu believers are really civilized, and the only thing you can say is 'you fart'.

Bai Fansi drew, and then pointed to the last person.

The Cthulhu high priest with a cute face.

"I'm sorry, but it's the same for you—"

"What! Our high priest used to go to the fields to help feed the cows and farmed for the Cthulhu family who broke his leg! Almost everyone here follows the high priest! So you must be lying to the public !"

"That's right!"

"Grab him and string him up!"

"..."

The sentiment is exciting.

Those people wished they could rush up and eat Bai Fan.

But everyone was afraid of being accused by Bai Fan of not having enough faith.

After all, what this guy said seems to have some truth.

"Ha ha--"

Bai Fan sneered twice, looked at the other side and didn't open his mouth, but used silence to disguise the high priest with an unfathomable expression.

"You are a bunch of believers full of sin! And full of mistakes!"

Bai Fan was heartbroken.

"Look! Cthulhu is crying!"

"You have forgotten your beliefs and followed a man who deceives the public."

"Have you forgotten? Cthulhu's earnest teaching to you. Have you forgotten? Cthulhu's affectionate gaze on you every night."

"And what about you?"

Bai Fan's voice was extremely provocative.

"You actually abandoned Cthulhu, who you should believe in! Believe in a high priest! Your belief has changed! You are guilty!"

Rumble boom! ! ! !

Accompanied by Bai Fan's affectionate speech, a thunderstorm even exploded out of thin air.

Even God cooperates with me!

What else can you do?