No. 200 Cowen Street, in the small courtyard in front of the Los House.

The Pope of Chaos Hand led his two confidants to look at Los, not seemingly in a hurry to kill the biggest blasphemer they had in years.

They were not in a hurry, and Loss was not in a hurry, because they still needed to cooperate in the next good show.

"It should be almost done now," the female cult whispered.

The Pope nodded slightly: "As faithful believers of the Lord of Chaos, they have the powerful power to sweep the entire Arkham, and it is very easy to clean up the blasphemers in the central area."

This is naturally for Ross to hear.

Many times, when facing the enemy, killing directly is a kind of kindness. He hopes that through this torture, he will let Los fall into endless fear, and then kneel down and beg for mercy with a mental breakdown.

Los naturally knew the pope's little abacus, looked down at the mechanical watch in his hand, nodded and said, "The time is indeed almost done."

"The believers who went to the Arkham Nursing Home are back." The female cult heard the footsteps coming from the Arkham Nursing Home.

Reagan showed a happy smile on his face and said to Loss: "You ruined my hard work for many years, and today I will ruin everything about you."

Los looked at the three people who were full of confidence and suddenly laughed: "You know you are going to kill me here, but you don't know, you think you are performing three-person crosstalk for me here."

As the footsteps were getting closer, the Pope was very confident and asked without looking back: "Has the Arkham Nursing Home become the altar of our Lord?"

Then, a strange voice came.

"What altar?"

The three of them were shocked at the same time when they heard this strange voice and turned to look at the gate.

Only then did I realize that the person who came back was not the loyal believers they sent, but the three strong men.

All three strong men knew each other. The central area of ​​Arkham was not big, and they all had the impression of the core personnel of each institution.

In the middle is Kurvin, the attending physician of Arkham Nursing Home. On the left is Dr. Morsi, a famous doctor and scholar of Arkham, and on the right, Dr. Pochi, who was the spy they placed in Arkham Nursing Home.

"Poch! What's going on!" Poch was photographed by Reagan, who hurriedly questioned.

Pochi said plainly: "Do you think the five cultists in black clothes? They are all dead."

As he said that, he took out a transparent bag containing five thumbs, which had special patterns on them, which was the symbol of the core member of the Chaos Hand.

"What!?"

Hearing this, the female cult and Reagan were shocked and looked incredible.

Those are five elite soldiers at level 20, truly superhuman!

The Pope asked in a low voice: "Poch, do you know the price of betraying us?"

Poqi said unafraidly: "I know, that is freedom and light!"

"You are looking for death!" The female cult screamed, her arms swung like a snake, and five sharp bone spurs shot over like bullets.

Kurvin, who was standing aside, instantly stretched out his hand, and his thick arm swung at a super fast speed, actually pinched all the five bone spurs.

Crack!

Then Kurvin pinched the bone spur directly and threw it on the ground at will.

"Shila, Pochi is now my subordinate." Kurvin said lightly.

After hearing this, the female cultist named Sheila screamed: "Impossible, why are you..."

Only then did she notice that Kurvin's hands had recovered!

"Your hand..."

Kurvin raised his hand and smiled and said, "It was the young master who healed me and gave me this extraordinary power."

"Level 32?" At this time, the Pope saw Kurvin's current strength and felt a little turbulent in his heart.

Los actually has the ability to turn a disabled person into a level 32 superhuman!?

Los smiled and asked, "Do you Chaos Hands like to throw weapons so much? They are flying knives and bone spurs. I'm really worried that you will throw your dentures out."

Although the Pope was a little surprised, he was not panicked. With his strength, he could easily kill Kurvin at level 32, and he was still sure to win.

"You can't create multiple such powerful superhumans in batches! My other believers..."

Before he could finish speaking, ten strong policemen suddenly appeared at the door.

"Report to the owner, all ten cultists from the municipal government and the tram company have been killed!"

"Twenty-two level!?Ten!?"

The three people turned to look at the policemen, and their eyes gradually widened under the Pope's hood.

Sheila looked at the ten policemen and murmured: "How is this possible?"

It took the Chaos Hand a full ten years to train these twenty-seven people, and they were selected from one out of a hundred. She knew the difficulties of the training process very well.

But now, Los Arkham has cultivated so many level 22 powerhouses in just a few days?

However, before this was over, five more policemen came over: "Report to the master, five cultists on Poor Street have been wiped out, four were injured and no one died."

In an instant, the three people felt a huge force hitting their hearts, filling their hearts with heavy weight.

But this is not over yet.

Then sixteen policemen came over: "Report to the master, all the cultists in the central area will be eradicated."

Thirty-one policemen, thirty-one superhumans of level 22!

Sheila felt that her worldview was impacted, and the elderly and weak Reagan sat on the ground weakly, his face as if dead.

The Pope growled at this time: "It's just a group of ants at level 20 to level 30! I'm so easy to crush you to death if I have level 40!"

Along with his roar, a large amount of black mist burst out from his whole body instantly.

These fogs gradually formed a strange soul. They could see but could not touch them at all, and looked very strange.

Seeing this scene, Hilla suddenly became excited again and said with a hideous look on her face: "Our great Pope is a strong man at level 40, and the strongest man in the entire Arkham!"

"Is this a level 40 strong man? It's so terrifying!" Seeing this, Luo Si's face showed some surprise.

To force the other party to this level, Loss is like seeing what kind of power these characters who have deviated from their original settings and have grown to level 40.

Looking at these existences that look like souls, there are about twenty.

"Some are similar to souls... no, this world does not have any so-called soul abilities. This is a world that relies on physical evolution and mutation."

"What are these?" Loss suddenly became a little curious, because at this moment, he couldn't understand what it was.

"A strong man at level 40 is enough to destroy the entire Arkham! Los Arkham, because of your arrogance, I want to destroy the entire city!" The Pope roared wildly at this time.
Chapter completed!