"One hit... instant kill?!"
Seeing such a scene, the three little cats were petrified on the spot, their eyes showing surprise, shock, and even admiration.
"Is this the power of a true god?!"
"Although I anticipated that the true god would be stronger than us, but... this is too powerful!"
"Have they turned into gas, meow?!"
The three little cats shook their heads and watched in unison as the faceless one took off from the ground and slowly turned into a mist in mid-air.
"Wow, there's a rainbow!"
"So beautiful!"
"Wow~"
Sunlight streamed down, passing through the mist, revealing a brilliant rainbow.
This made the three little cats exclaim in awe once more.
At this moment, looking at Zhang Chen, they seemed to be enveloped in golden light, shining with a dazzling brilliance.
"These guys are very weak, but they have the ability to learn, which is quite troublesome!"
"Let's take care of them quickly and prevent them from developing."
Zhang Chen wasn't afraid of these faceless ones becoming stronger.
Even if they learned Qing Feng's techniques, or even the abilities of other survivors, what of it?
In the face of absolute strength, all flashy skills are mere illusions.
They posed no threat to Zhang Chen, but they were a threat to the True God Church.
Cults generally have uniqueness, only recognizing their own deities, and categorizing all other deities as false gods.
Since the True God Church and the Mother God Cult were bound to have a confrontation sooner or later, it was better to strike now while the Mother God Cult was not yet firmly established.
"Okay, we'll do as master says!"
Miao Ke nodded, and the other two little cats also nodded in agreement.
"Whoosh!"
Another teleportation gate opened.
Zhang Chen and the three little cats instantly appeared outside the Mother God Cult's camp fifty kilometers away.
Dozens of believers in Mother God Cult attire lay sprawled on the ground.
In front of them, on the ground, were the corpses of over a dozen ordinary faceless ones.
On the road, two three-meter-tall faceless ones were slowly absorbing the corpses on the ground.
As they absorbed, their bodies grew larger and larger.
Zhang Chen merely glanced at them.
Miao Ke and Miao Qi understood and immediately rushed forward. In no time, they dealt with the developing faceless ones.
Further inside, the sounds of shouting, yelling, and the beating of drums could be heard, making for a lively scene.
"It seems... Qingluan and the others have fallen into a trap."
"These trash at the entrance have no combat power. They were probably used to lull them into a false sense of security and draw them deeper."
"Now that they are trapped, it's up to them to break free."
Thinking of Qing Feng's descendants, Zhang Chen couldn't help but smile.
Back then, he was such a gentleman, abstaining from women.
He never expected to have such a cute descendant as Qingluan. He really wondered who he was with.
It was quite gossipy to think about it!
"These Black-tailed Swallow Legion guys are too arrogant. It's good that they suffer a bit. They deserve it for calling the True God Church an evil cult! Pfft!"
Miao Qi said, hands on her hips, her face puffed out in anger.
"That Bailu seemed quite polite. Why don't we save Bailu and not save Qingluan!"
Miao Yin also chimed in.
"Hush, you two, stop arguing. We listen to master's orders. We do whatever master says!"
"Why do you two always butt in!"
Miao Ke angrily tapped the little heads of her two sisters with her small fists.
"Let's disguise ourselves as Mother God Cult believers and go watch the fun. We'll act according to the situation!"
"After all, she is Qing Feng's descendant, a junior of mine. As an elder, I can't just stand by and watch her die, nor can I hold grudges against a child!"
Zhang Chen said, feigning maturity.
In terms of actual age, he was at most six or seven years older than Qingluan, not even old enough to be an uncle.
But in terms of seniority, Qingluan would have to call him ancestor-grandfather.
"Wow... Master, how old are you? Are you older than the great-grandmother of the Elf King?"
Miao Yin asked curiously.
"Ahem, well..."
Zhang Chen pondered, unsure how to answer.
Miao Yin continued to ask, "Then how do you maintain your youth? You look so young! Can you teach us?!"
"Thump!"
Miao Ke hit Miao Yin's little head again, saying angrily, "Master is a god, how can you be like a god?"
"Master, master, I don't ask to live forever, I just hope to have bigger breasts, like Miao Ke. Do you think that's possible?"
Miao Qi asked with a curious look.
"It's possible... but I prefer your current figure."
Zhang Chen said with a smile.
"Ah, is that so? Then I'm so happy!"
Miao Qi buried her head in Miao Ke's chest shyly, her tail wagging excitedly.
Soon, the group transformed into Mother God Cult believers and arrived at the center of the main camp.
As Zhang Chen had predicted, this was a meticulously planned trap.
The Mother God Cult seemed to have anticipated Qingluan and Bailu's arrival.
A pit dozens of meters deep, as large as a football field, had been dug in the center of the camp, and lighting equipment was installed around it.
The entrances and exits were sealed with cobwebs, and there were transparent sticky webs in the sky to prevent Qingluan and the others from escaping through the air.
In the center of the arena, Qingluan was fighting seven or eight medium-sized faceless ones, each over five meters tall and clad in armor.
Compared to these faceless ones, Qingluan and Bailu were like toys.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
"Praise the Mother God!"
"Let them become sacrifices to the Mother God!"
The surrounding believers were like madmen, shouting loudly.
"The situation doesn't look good. Qingluan and Bailu are panting, their stamina is almost exhausted."
Miao Ke said with a frown.
If these armies stormed into the Elf Kingdom, the latter would likely struggle to defend itself.
"Damn it, these puppets are endless. We've killed so many, but it seems like we can never kill them all."
Qingluan said, panting.
Her right leg was trembling slightly.
She had kicked the heads of over a hundred puppets with that leg, and it was starting to give out.
"I can't hold on much longer either. We're probably going to die here."
"It seems... we really aren't qualified to join the Black-tailed Swallow Legion..."
Bailu, dressed in white, was covered in dirt, her voice weak.
"Better to die fighting than surrender. Conserve some strength and end yourselves in the end."
Qingluan kicked another puppet's head and landed on the ground, saying coldly.
"Woooh!~"
Suddenly, a piercing howl rang out, and the audience erupted in another round of enthusiastic cheers.
Immediately after, the faceless ones slowly retreated to the edges of the arena.
"Crack!"
The gates, which continuously released monsters, opened again. Dozens of eyes emitted a faint red glow from the darkness.
"Looks like we don't have to take ourselves out. Something terrifying is coming!"
Qingluan said with a self-deprecating smile.