Mogadishu felt the indescribably powerful existence under the deep sea, the great god Futan!
How insignificant human beings are in the face of such power. The intense fear makes him follow his human instinct and ignorantly worship things that he cannot understand as gods. Only by doing so can his sanity not be crushed and driven crazy.
At this moment, he could abandon his wife and children. In the face of such fear, those things meant nothing. If he could get Him to stay away from him, he would even be willing to sacrifice his son on the spot.
When I saw Mogadishu trembling and kneeling in despair in front of the giant flesh and blood tree on the wall.
The black robes who were so fierce just now helped him up and put a black robe on Mogadishu. "Welcome to join us, our compatriot."
Looking at his fellow man in front of him, the frightened Mogadishu felt a little comforted. He began to help despite his weak hands and feet, fearing that the great Futan would blame him for his incompetence.
He dragged over the man who had just been on the boat and began to help him cut open his stomach, completely ignoring his pleas.
"How much new has been added?" Anna walked in slowly, chewing a green apple.
"Respected High Priest, half of these pirates will be used as ritual materials, and the other half will be used as companions. We can absorb 9 of them in this batch, just enough to break the 200 mark."
Anna nodded without saying anything, then turned and left the altar.
Anna didn't find out who saved her. There was no trace except for that small piece of glass.
This matter was put aside for the time being because she had more important things to do.
When she learned that the IMF was not monitoring the Indian Ocean, she began to form a new Futan cult. Absolute loyalty to one's own forces is essential at all times.
In order to conceal the material to the greatest extent possible, most of the materials this time are pirates. These people's lives are worthless, and no one will look for them if they die, so they can be used for conversion.
With so many fanatical followers who are not afraid of death, her strength is even greater than before.
Anna returned to her room, turned on her computer again, and watched the news on various sites disguised as chemical plant explosions and terrorist attacks.
She now had only one thought in her mind: why hadn't the two gangs started fighting yet
The IMF and other forces, even though they were far away in the Indian Ocean, could feel that the atmosphere between the two sides was becoming increasingly tense, but neither side fired the first shot.
In this situation, she is just waiting for the two sides to go to war so that she can take advantage of the situation.
With a creak, the door opened and Gao Zhiming, wearing a blue T-shirt and holding a notebook, walked in from outside.
He seemed to have heard the screams from the altar, and asked hesitantly: "Sister, what are those..."
Anna pulled him over and hugged him against her tight thighs.
"According to your criteria, they are bad guys, so don't bother with them. Let me ask you, where did you go just now?"
"Oh, Sister Li Lu is teaching Tuba to study, and she asked me to go to class with her."
"Tuba still needs her to teach him? What doesn't he know?" Anna opened Gao Zhiming's notebook and saw that it was full of stories about family and friendship, which seemed to be made up by him on the spot.
"Tsk." Anna immediately saw through Li Lu's little thoughts. She seemed to want to subtly change Gao Zhiming's character and thus influence herself.
"He has already taken several lives. What's the point of teaching this?" Anna speechlessly threw the notebook in her hand and put the half-eaten green apple with lipstick on it into Gao Zhiming's hand.
She gently hugged Gao Zhiming who was eating an apple, closed her eyes and thought about the next plan. The current situation was good for them in secret.
Anna thought for a while and called Jackal. "How is your recruitment of scattered hunters going?"
Since it is a hunter organization, it certainly needs more hunters to provide cover. Anna decided to set up a large hunter organization.
"It's not very smooth. These people are very vigilant when contacted on the dark web. It's very difficult to recruit through the Internet alone."
"Let's keep in touch first. Once I recruit enough Futan believers here, we will return to underground London. Then you can talk to them about the merger."
Anna felt that no matter how vigilant these people were now, they would definitely join in in the end.
In today's situation, people who are alone are always the most dangerous.
If these scattered hunters don't want to be scattered in the following events, the best way is to find an organization for shelter.
"Okay, I know."
"That's all. Keep working hard. You'll have to work hard for a few days. After a few days, I'll send some Futan believers to help you." After saying that, Anna was about to hang up the phone.
However, Jackal's words made her pause. "Master Priest, wait a moment. There is a piece of news in the intelligence sent from underground London that I think you should know. I have sent it to your email."
"Oh? What's so mysterious? If it's a rose for me, then I'll be happy, haha." Anna moved the mouse and gently opened her mailbox.
When Anna saw a piece of news inside, her pupils shrank to the extreme in an instant, and her eyes were full of murderous intent. It was half of a secretly taken photo.
The photo was blurry, but Anna could still immediately identify the enemy in the photo. The Broken God!
In fact, Anna doesn't have a particularly strong hatred for the IMF. The relationship between the two sides is purely hostile. Anna understands that they want to kill her.
I want to destroy the IMF and kill everyone inside it without leaving any trouble. I believe they understand the same.
She hates the shameless brokenness more than the IMF.
The one who is more hateful than the enemy is always the traitor. Facing that group of machines, Anna once trusted him, which was rare, but the reward she got in the end was death.
It was because of this thing that some of the things that I had just accumulated were completely destroyed.
She wanted to kill this guy, torture him, and make him wail in pain and confess to her!
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Gao Zhiming felt that something was wrong with Anna's mood.
"Be good and go out and play. I have something to do." After pushing Gao Zhiming off her, Anna watched the news intently.
The Broken God was seen as he moved with the help of his followers.
Perhaps the IMF also gave Shatter permission to move freely and promised not to shelter her in the future, but this is just speculation. Only they know the details.
The font on the computer quickly expanded with a few clicks, and the location where the Broken God was photographed appeared in front of Anna. "Oscar New State."
"Come on, this is a good opportunity to test the strength of our new followers of Futan." A bloodthirsty light flashed in Anna's eyes.
(End of this chapter)