Chapter 465: Burning Cult

Chapter 465: Burning Cult

"Damn, Ho Yinsen, what happened to you, Ho Yinsen?"

Upon witnessing this scene, Fang Mo couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise on his face: "Isn't it... If you wanted to enjoy the same treatment as Stark, you could have just told me directly. We've been old friends for so long, was there really a need to go through all this just to ask me to treat you?"

"Be... careful..."

Ho Yinsen, having been blown up, was already a bit dazed and could only manage to weakly warn: "Outside... a bunch of lunatics have come..."Thi/s chapter is updated by nov(e)(l)biin.co/m

"Ah!"

This sudden explosion, along with the chief medical officer who flew in covered in blood, seemed to have also scared the two legislators, especially the shorter, fatter one, whose entire face turned pale with fright: "What... what on earth is going on? We're not also experiencing a terrorist attack, are we?"

As they were talking.

Footsteps were heard outside the door.

Fang Mo took the opportunity to look outside, only to discover a small group of people slowly walking towards this place.

The group consisted of about a dozen people, but they looked disorderly; not to mention their differences in height and build, even their skin color and ages varied greatly.

If there was one similarity among them, it was that they all wore hoods, some on sweatshirts, some on trench coats, and a few even dressed as if they were cosplaying as mages. At this moment, their faces all bore a frenzied expression, quickly surrounding the few people inside.

"Senator Kaori, Senator Enrus."

After the group entered, the leader took off his hood and calmly greeted the two senators: "Good afternoon to you both. I suppose even if we don't introduce ourselves, you can probably guess who we are, right?"

"What do you want?"

The taller senator's face looked somewhat unpleasant, as he indeed recognized the identity of the others; they were the fanatics of the Burning Cult, which possessed supernatural powers and was mentioned earlier.

"We received a message."

The leading fanatic, a white youth who looked very informal with several fierce tattoos on his face and several earrings on his ears, said with a smile mixed with undisguised disdain: "Our foolish government officials, after some discussion, seem to have decided to recall the Avengers."

"Where did you hear this news?"

The tall senator, without blinking, denied: "We just came to investigate some background information on this hospital, it has nothing to do with any Avengers..."

Unexpectedly, before the senator could even finish explaining, the fanatic suddenly stepped forward and punched the senator in the stomach. With a thud, the tall senator bent over in pain, clutching his stomach and falling down.

"You think you can deceive us with your brains full of fat?"

The leading fanatic looked down at the senator on the ground, then stepped on his head, grinding his foot down while saying: "I'll tell you, the great Lord Sargeras knows everything. In his eyes, you are as insignificant as ants, and yet you dare to deceive the will of my lord?"

"I didn't lie to you..." The senator, whose head was being stepped on, struggled to defend himself: "We really didn't..."

As the senator tried to argue, a voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Oh, they were indeed planning to get the Avengers back."

This abrupt statement immediately focused all the fanatics' attention on the senator, causing the hearts of the two senators to sink, as cold sweat uncontrollably began to break out.

"Like lying, huh?"

The leading fanatic looked at the senator on the ground, then clasped his hands together, rubbing them to produce a bright aqua-colored coral blade: "Good, I hope your limbs are as tough as your mouth."

After saying this, he swung his knife and chopped off the senator's arm.

"Ah!!!"

The excruciating pain instantly caused the member of parliament on the ground to scream in agony. However, quickly afterward, a few fanatics stepped forward, simultaneously swinging their chains and hanging the senator in the air.

"No, no, no..."

Seeing this, another shorter senator was so frightened that he nearly passed out, instinctively retreating several steps. Then, perhaps out of sheer terror, he turned his head and pleaded for help from Fang Mo: "Mr. Fang Mo! Save me, please!"

"Why should I save you?" Fang Mo spread his hands and asked.

"You are the most powerful avenger..."

"Wait, hold on."

Fang Mo immediately interrupted before the other could finish speaking: "Let me clarify something. I never joined the Avengers from the start. I did deal with the alien invasion during the Battle of New York, but I was just helping a friend out, not related to the Avengers at all. After all, I take my revenge on the spot; no need for that sort of thing."

"This...what..."

The shorter senator seemed baffled at this response.

Before the others could react, Fang Mo hurled the magic circle he had conjured at them. The others were merely cultists, but with Fang Mo's current strength, he honestly didn't know how to hold back even if he wanted to.

In just an encounter.

More than half of the cultists were instantly taken down by Fang Mo.

This wasn't an instant kill with the magic circle; the cultists had actually blocked the magic circle thrown by Fang Mo, but with a flash, Fang Mo landed a punch, vaporizing the body of a cultist, followed by the subsequent force of his punches demolishing half a building.

Clearly, this was not something achievable with magic.

Not to mention the cultists, even Strange was left dumbfounded on the spot.

After subduing the leader, the remaining cultists lost their will to fight and quickly drew a magic circle to escape.

"It's impossible! The power of Lord Sargeras is invincible!"

After being defeated and subdued by Fang Mo, the leader of the cultists still roared unwillingly, "Why did I lose to someone like you? Oh great Sargeras... please grant your followers greater power!"

"You... huh?"

Fang Mo originally wanted to mock him.

But just as he was about to speak, a strange feeling suddenly emerged in his mind.

This feeling was honestly quite odd, as if something was calling out to him. He had experienced similar feelings before, but because the voice was too soft, Fang Mo didn't pay much attention to it.

However, this time the voice was significantly louder.

It was as if a mosquito was buzzing right by his ear.

Fang Mo focused slightly, diverting some of his attention to the dimension of the Abyssal Wastelands. Then, a flash of blue light flickered in his eyes, and the voice gradually became clearer.

After listening for a bit,

Fang Mo discovered that the voice was identical to that of the cult leader in front of him.

The other party was praying with utmost devotion, hoping to be granted more power, willing to give up everything in exchange.

"Emmm"

Fang Mo stared at the cult leader in front of him.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Mo decided to secretly communicate with the other party in his mind.

Thus, just like that, the cult leader, who had already given up hope, suddenly heard a majestic and terrifying voice in his mind the next second.

[My devout follower, what do you seek?]

"!?"

Upon hearing this, the cult leader's body shook violently, and then an extremely excited expression suddenly appeared on his face: "Lord Sargeras? Lord Sargeras! Have you finally noticed me?!"

"It seems like he's gone mad."

Fang Mo communicated with the other party in his mind, but outwardly he pretended to speak to Strange, "Could you keep an eye on him for a moment? I need to go save Ho Yinsen, his injuries are quite severe."

"Ah... oh."

Strange didn't suspect anything, as the cult leader in front of him was already bound by energy ropes, clearly unable to escape. Understanding the urgency of saving someone, he simply nodded, "No problem, go save him, I'll watch this guy for you."

"Lord Sargeras! Grant me strength!"

Despite being tied up, the cult leader didn't care much and kept muttering, "I am willing to offer everything to you, please let me witness your eternal and immortal power"

[Do something for me, and I will give you power.]

No sooner had the cult leader finished speaking than these words emerged in his mind, so he nodded without hesitation, "Please command, my lord, I will do whatever it is!"

[Kill the Sorcerer Supreme, The Ancient One.]

The majestic voice echoed in his mind once more.

Along with this voice, the cult leader suddenly felt a surge of unimaginable power flooding into his body. In an instant, his eyes turned bright blue, and his throat became unbearably itchy.

With just a slight opening of his mouth, a mass of wildly writhing tentacles burst /Bleam

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