Don't call me evil god

Chapter 964 Extreme Pleasure
The gospel is the bond.

A complete chain of clues was strung together.

The dark elves hid in the dark, created the gospel, and spread it widely among the gray dwarves.

These dangerous powders can make people addicted to magic, and now almost the entire gray dwarf community is addicted to them, even their royal family.

Whenever a victim of the gospel passes through the Howling Abyss, the smoke produced by the burning gospel powder will attract the attention of these abnormal gray dwarves.

Then use unknown means to control his mind.

Dolan has reason to believe.

This method of control is probably closely related to the gospel.

The reason why they were not targeted was very simple.

They have never touched the gospel!
Even during the time at the psychedelic opium den, from beginning to end, the only one who smoked the gospel powder was the unlucky Gary!
The believers who seek knowledge are very cautious. After learning that this thing can make people addicted to magic, they all stay away from it.

"We may have to modify our plan of using our bodies as bait a little bit."

“I think it’s worth the risk!”

"If the situation is not right, you must find a way to kill me immediately!"

Dolan took out a mask from his bag and put it on his face, then raised the ghost fire lantern in his right hand.

Let the burning gospel powder inside spread the blue-purple smoke over your body.

The mask is an item in the "Deep Region Deluxe Enhanced Edition Investigation Survival Pack" prepared by the goblin Hugo Xivi for everyone before the investigation team went to the Deep Region.

It was blessed with the power of Glowing Magic, which had the effect of purifying toxins and slightly dispelling evil.

In this way, you can avoid being affected by the effects of the gospel as much as possible.

"The so-called ghosts are actually the gray dwarves trapped here."

"They will take the initiative to attack other targets passing through the Howling Abyss to increase their numbers."

"We are not their real target."

"But... maybe we can find a way to deceive these abnormal gray dwarves and make them misunderstand us."

"Just make us smell like gospel-suckers!"

Accompanied by smoke.

Two strange gray dwarves staggered towards Doran, then put their hands on his waist, one on the left and one on the right.

"hiss!!!"

Dolan couldn't help but gasp:

“Noven is here!!!”

The moment the other person touched his body, an indescribable pleasure instantly rushed into his mind!

Every inch of my body seemed to rush straight to bliss in an instant, transmitting a feeling of pleasure to the brain. I felt so comfortable as if I was on the clouds, and even my spirit was immersed in it. I just hoped that this wonderful and almost insane happiness could last a little longer.

Dolan swears!
Just a little bit more and he might lose himself and become a prisoner of pleasure.

But in the last moment before his sanity was lost.

The subconscious chanting of Norman's name made all the previous joy fade away like the tide.

He returned to reality.

What lies before my eyes is still the dark, cold, and eerie howling abyss.

Around him were gray dwarves with strange and intoxicated expressions, and his companions who were pointing all kinds of weapons at him, looking like they were about to kill him.

"Etc., etc!"

Dolan suddenly became anxious.

Let his companions act according to circumstances, and if he is in a bad situation, send him back in time to revive him. This is the retreat and backup plan he left for himself.

Now he has maintained his bottom line, not only successfully deceiving these abnormal gray dwarves, but also withstanding the impact they brought.

The nesting plan has been half successful.

If he were killed by his companions at this time, he would be thrown into the Dark Forest in disgrace.

"I'm fine! Don't kill me!"

"Praise Nowen! The situation is similar to what I expected. You don't need to actually inhale the gospel. Just find a way to make yourself smell like the gospel smoke, or something else." "When they catch you, there will be a very strong mental shock. You need to be firm in your mind and don't be defeated by it!"

"Noven will protect us!"

Dolan said a lot of things like popping beans, and only when he saw his companions lay down their weapons did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"As long as we use the same method, we should be able to get these gray dwarves to take us and disguise us as captured victims like Gray, and continue to explore the secrets hidden here!"

As he was speaking, Dolan staggered forward, being grabbed by the waist and hips by two gray dwarves on the left and right.

These gray dwarves with strange expressions may have lost their ability to think. They are just like arcane puppets that can only execute certain orders, or even smarter.

The other companions looked at each other.

"I'll try!"

Lancelot volunteered.

Dolan has made clear the method and the possible risks.

What they have to do is equivalent to copying homework according to the reference answers.

How could I copy this wrong? Then go back to the Altar of Creation and resurrect.

Take the gospel powder and sprinkle it into your own ghost fire lantern.

Same process.

The deviant gray dwarf stumbled forward, grabbing the body.

A crazy pleasure that is almost like ascending to heaven swept through the whole body!

"Hs...hs..."

Lancelot tensed up and silently chanted Norwen's name.

His will was stronger than Dolan's, but in the face of such pleasure that exceeded the limits of his rationality, he still fell into a serious state of absent-mindedness until the feeling gradually faded away.

Lancelot let out a sigh of fear.

"Don't worry, Norman is protecting us!"

He was a little lucky.

Lancelot had roughly understood why these abnormal gray dwarves all had expressions of intoxication and satisfaction on their faces.

The seekers of knowledge were protected by Noven and would not be overwhelmed by the extreme pleasure.

These gray dwarves have never received Norwen's blessing!

think about it.

If they were not immersed in the kind of completely crazy pleasure all the time...

Don't say that the expression is intoxicated.

It's reasonable to lose all sanity and no longer be able to think normally!
One after another, the companions took the initiative to ignite the gospel powder, and then were caught and followed these zombie-like gray dwarves forward.

Whether it is the process of letting the blue-purple smoke permeate the whole body, or the mind-blowing pleasure experience when being touched, in Vincent's opinion, this process has a vague flavor of "worship".

His father was a ranger.

The process of a ranger praying to the Wilderness God Lei Sai is different from that of praying to other gods such as the God of Radiance and the Goddess of Magic.

Believers need to first prepare incense to attract prey when hunting in the wilderness, light it and offer it before the throne, then meditate quietly and try to resonate with the spirits of the wilderness.

The deeper the resonance, the more clearly the believers will feel a call from the wilderness, which represents a test from the gods.

After completing this series of sacred and rigorous steps.

If believers gain the approval of the God of the Wilderness, they will have the opportunity to receive powerful divine arts bestowed by him.

And all that everyone is experiencing right now...

"The God of Joy?"

The name of a god popped into Vincent's mind.

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(End of this chapter)