We evil gods must hide.

Chapter 56 Upon seeing me, you dare not bow?

Gao De quickly followed behind.

His heart was pounding, but looking at the other person's calm back, he inexplicably gained some confidence—with this unfathomable and powerful uncle around, let alone a hundred cultists, even if another hundred came, they would definitely not be able to cause any trouble.

Outside the tents, the entire camp was in complete chaos.

The adventurers, weapons in hand, formed a circle, their faces filled with vigilance as they stared at the thick fog surrounding the valley.

Many people still had fear in their eyes.

In the thick fog, countless black figures appeared and disappeared, their bone blades gleaming coldly. A dense abyssal aura emanated from the fog, making one's stomach churn.

When Lin Qi came out, all eyes were on him.

Although the prisoners did not know who he was, they could inexplicably feel an unfathomable pressure emanating from him, which instantly calmed their panicked hearts.

A hoarse, eerie laugh echoed from within the thick fog.

A cult priest, dressed in a long black robe embroidered with abyssal runes and with twisted blood-red markings painted on his face, slowly emerged.

He held a staff made of some unknown bone, with a constantly beating black heart embedded at its tip, and a thick, nauseating abyssal aura surrounding him.

Lin Qi couldn't help but frown.

This abyssal aura smells really strong.

"Hehehe, let me introduce myself, I am Baal, the Priestess of the Abyss."

Behind him followed more than a hundred fanatical cult members wielding bone blades, each with a crazed look in their eyes and exuding an aura of fearlessness, completely surrounding the valley.

Baal's gaze swept across the camp and finally landed on Lynch.

A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you people?"

Which branch of the religion?

Gao De's heart leaped into his throat. He gripped his longsword tightly, ready to strike at any moment. He never expected that he would run into the real cultists as soon as he disguised himself as one.

"Wasn't Uncle's decision a bit too hasty?"

He thought to himself.

Just then, Lin Qi suddenly took a step forward.

His divine authority quietly unfolded.

An invisible gray mist swirled around him, and an aura of divine power instantly swept across the entire valley.

This oppressive force was too terrifying, too pure.

Bibal was more powerful than any of the Abyss Bishops he had ever seen, and even possessed a trace of demonic origin.

The arrogance on Bahr's face froze instantly.

Instead, there was extreme horror, and the bone staff in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The fanatics behind him trembled instantly, their bone blades clattering to the ground. They instinctively knelt down in Lin Qi's direction, not daring to lift their heads.

This is the aura of the demon god they worship!

Lynch looked at the horrified Bal and spoke slowly.

His voice, to the cultists, seemed to carry the whisper of an abyss; each word sent their blood surging wildly: "You haven't even bowed before me?"

[Forgotten Mask] activated!

【Divinity-1】

An invisible cognitive shackle was instantly imprinted deep within Baal's soul.

In an instant, an unshakable memory was implanted into his mind: the person in front of him was a divine messenger sent to the mortal world by the Abyss Demon God, the supreme leader of the sect, and an existence that all of them had to serve with utmost respect.

Baal trembled violently, then collapsed to his knees with a thud, throwing aside the bone staff in his hand. He kowtowed deeply to Lynch, his forehead pressed against the cold ground, his voice filled with fanaticism and awe.

"Baal greets Your Excellency, Divine Envoy! I was blind and failed to recognize Your Excellency's presence; I deserve to die!"

"Please, Your Excellency, punish me!"

The more than 120 fanatical followers behind him also kowtowed frantically, chanting the Abyss Prayer incessantly, worshipping Lin Qi with eyes full of extreme fanaticism.

Lynch frowned.

The prayers uttered by these cultists were extremely grating to his ears.

And this moment.

Gao De and the others stood behind Lin Qi, completely dumbfounded.

Especially Lin Qi's good junior, Gao De, was staring at the scene before him with his mouth agape, his mind completely blank.

He originally thought that a fierce battle was inevitable, and that he might even need his uncle's help to break through the encirclement.

But he never expected that his uncle would simply take a step forward and say a sentence, causing these fanatical cultists to kneel down and kowtow wildly, even regarding his uncle as some kind of divine messenger!

My great-uncle... is actually connected to the Abyss Cult?

Isn't this something taboo?

Countless questions exploded in Gao De's mind, but he dared not ask or say a word more.

All he knew was that his great-uncle was far more unfathomable and terrifying than he had imagined. All he could do was stand respectfully behind Lin Qi, pretending he knew nothing and saw nothing.

Meanwhile, the elderly mage Morgan next to Gaode also seemed to be deep in thought.

No wonder he looks so young.

It turns out they were messengers of the Abyss Demon God.

However, a hint of doubt also flashed through his mind.

Has the high-ranking expert of the Rhine family fallen to this level? However, as soon as this thought appeared, he suppressed it in his mind and dared not let it spread.

Since the other party dared to reveal themselves in front of him, then naturally... Old Morgan dared not think any further.

Lynch looked at Bal kneeling on the ground, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

He never expected that the story he made up would actually come true... Luckily, he reacted quickly.

The Forgotten Mask seems to work even better than on ordinary people for these cultists who worship the Abyss God and whose minds are already distorted by the power of the Abyss.

He raised his eyes, glanced at Barr indifferently, and spoke in an icy tone.

"Rise, I have been ordered by the Demon God to oversee the Blue Dragon sacrifice."

"You're moving too slowly."

Baal quickly scrambled to his feet, still bowing and keeping his head down, not daring to look Lynch in the eye, and respectfully replied, "Your Excellency is right; it was your incompetence that led to this!"

"I've been leading my team here for three days now, but who knew that beast would dare to fly towards the core area of ​​the Forgotten Forest?" Baal's eyes showed a hint of fear. "The Divine Envoy is naturally aware of the strangeness of the forest's core. That guy is building his nest on the edge, which is a bit troublesome."

He paused, then added obsequiously, "I never expected the Divine Envoy to come in person. With you here, that blue dragon will definitely not escape the Demon God's grasp!"

"very good."

Lin Qi nodded slightly. "These people I brought are all assassins I trained, and they are familiar with the terrain of the Misty Forest."

"From now on, your team will join my men and we will head towards the Blue Dragon's Lair together."

"This divine messenger wants to see what this blue dragon is up to."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Barr immediately bowed and accepted the order without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing his fervent expression, Lin Qi felt a sense of relief.

I was initially worried that Gaode Maps would be difficult to control.

Now, a cult loyal to itself has emerged.

Serving evil gods.

reasonable.

With over a dozen elite warriors under his command, forty or fifty low-level adventurers, and Baal's more than one hundred fanatical cult followers, the team of nearly two hundred people was already quite powerful.

...

The next morning, the two teams met up and set off in a grand procession towards Black Rock Valley.

Baal's cultist forces led the way, acting as vanguards, scouting, clearing dangers, and eliminating monsters and fallen ones along the way.

Gao De led the guild's elites and adventurers in the middle, protecting Lynch's carriage.

The entire team was in good order.

I lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked outside.

The group had reached their destination, and the intense dragon's might pressed down as if it were a tangible force, filling the air with the strong smell of sulfur and the scorching heat of dragon's breath.

At the end of the valley, a massive fortress, entirely constructed of black rock and magic, stood silently. Its walls were covered with ancient dragon runes, shimmering with a pale blue magical light.

There wasn't a single window in the entire fortress, only a huge stone door.

The stone gate is engraved with a complex dragon breath barrier, constantly emitting terrifying energy fluctuations.

The interior of the fortress was completely sealed off, with no way of seeing what was happening inside. It was like a lurking beast, waiting to devour any intruders.

This is the labyrinthine fortress that the blue dragon built with magic.

"Uncle?"

Lynch stepped out of the carriage, glanced at the procession, and passed over Ella, who seemed somewhat dazed in the crowd.

"Baal, go try to break the barrier at the entrance."

"Gao De, gather together the male adventurers with good stamina."

"The rest of you stay alert. Once the barrier breaks, follow me inside."