Zhang Chen didn't believe for a moment that these True God Cult followers came from Qimou or were Zhang Wenwen's subordinates.
He had fought his way through obstacles so quickly, only just reaching this point.
Did those cultists move faster than him?
If they truly possessed such strength, they probably wouldn't be here shouting for help.
These people likely joined the True God Cult through word-of-mouth among friends.
It was essentially a grassroots expansion.
"Quick, run! There seem to be survivors ahead, let's beg them for help!"
"What if those survivors refuse to help us? After all, the ones behind us are all lunatics!"
"Let's run first and see. How will we know if we don't try? If we don't find a way, we'll all die here!"
A few people, panting, said as they ran.
Suddenly, the one in the lead, from behind the bridge's cover, saw a furry object beneath Zhang Chen.
"Huh? What's this..."
As they continued to run forward, Er Pang's massive body was slowly revealed to everyone.
"This... this is the Wolf God?! The True God's mount?!"
The cultist at the forefront, upon seeing Er Pang's entire form, was immediately struck by its immense pressure and the terrifying aura of a giant beast emanating from it, causing him to fall to the ground.
"Don't sit down, they're almost upon us!"
The people behind reached out to pull the one in front, but when they looked up, they were stunned to see Er Pang slowly moving.
"Ah... what kind of monster is this!"
He ran too fast to stop, but the fear in his heart forced him to halt.
Fortunately, he directly fell to the ground, rolling two or three meters before stopping.
"Don't talk nonsense, this is the Wolf God, the True God's mount!"
When the people behind rushed over, they immediately knelt on the ground, bowing towards Er Pang from a distance.
"Ah? The True God actually exists?"
"Nonsense, what did you think?"
"I... I thought this was something the True God Cult fabricated to unite us, and that we joined the True God Cult simply for shelter under a big tree. Who would have thought that... gods truly exist?!"
"What True God? I think he's just a powerful human!"
"Don't speak carelessly. Look closely, at the gods surrounding the True God!"
Someone took out a promotional pamphlet, a free giveaway that had circulated from the True God Cult Bishop of Qimou.
It clearly depicted a handsome, dashing man, accompanied by a little girl, with a giant wolf beneath him. Beside the wolf stood a woman wielding dual blades.
"This is the True God, this little girl is the Saintess. See, she's different from us, she doesn't have a ring on her hand!"
"And look at the one next to her, the god who governs the infected, the Demon Controller, she can make the infected bow before her..."
"If this man were just an ordinary person, why would so many powerful gods surround him?"
"He's merely wearing a ring and descended among us in the guise of an ordinary person!"
A devout follower quickly pointed to the booklet, diligently educating everyone.
The people around Zhang Chen truly corresponded to everything drawn in the booklet.
This made the survivors, who were previously skeptical, feel more convinced.
On Zhang Chen's side, he watched as the group of True God Cult followers was about to run down from the bridge, but upon seeing him, they suddenly all knelt down.
"These guys... what are they doing? Aren't they fleeing for their lives? They're still kneeling at a time like this? They really don't value their lives!"
Zhang Chen frowned and grumbled.
It seemed Li Bingyu's missionary work was progressing smoothly, managing to brainwash followers who had never seen Zhang Chen, and perhaps didn't even know if such a person existed in the world, so thoroughly.
"They're not disregarding their lives, they're cherishing them!"
Xu Ruina said with a smile,
"At least they know who's strong and who's weak. If they offend the people behind, they might still escape, but if they offend a god, there's only death!"
At this moment, another group of people appeared on the overpass.
A group of Japanese people, armed with various weapons, charged up with strange cries.
"Let that one out!"
Zhang Chen said.
"Okay!"
Xu Ruina gave a knowing smile and waved her hand gently.
A Cleaner stepped out.
Beside her, followed a resurrected being that was as docile and obedient as a pet.
"I've noticed that the strength of these Cleaners increases after each significant energy expenditure!"
"So I plan to train them well!"
Xu Ruina explained from the side.
"Yes, they should indeed be trained more. The controlled infected are still too few!"
Zhang Chen nodded in agreement.
"Hiss... sss... rustle... rustle..."
The tentacles on the resurrected being's back made sounds like a snake, and under the Cleaner's control, they rapidly charged towards the overpass.
"Ah, what is this... what monster is this?"
"A mutated Type IV infected? This is the first time I've seen one, it looks too bizarre!"
"Speaking of which, shouldn't we escape... if we keep kneeling, we'll be eaten by monsters!"
"Escape? Where to escape? Ahead are Type IV infected, and behind are perverted Japanese. No matter which way we choose, it's a dead end!"
"You must believe in the True God. This Type IV infected might be sent by the True God to protect us..."
"Ah... you're really crazy... the True God sends infected to protect us? Do you hear yourself? I can't do this. If you're going to die, don't drag me down!"
A man, terrified, turned to jump off the bridge.
Just as he braced himself on the railing and leaped up.
WHOOSH!
An arrow wrapped in blue flames shot directly into his waist.
The immense impact knocked him heavily to the ground, and blood instantly gushed out.
Originally, these cultists were at the descending slope of the overpass, in a blind spot for the Japanese on the bridge, so they couldn't attack.
This man, in his attempt to escape, became the only living target in the Japanese's sight.
"Yaho! Wow! So accurate! Let's keep hunting and see who can catch the next prey!"
A burly Japanese man laughed loudly, holding a bow and arrow.
"Hmph, the next prey will surely be mine!"
A younger Japanese man next to him said resentfully.
"Hiss... hiss... rustle... rustle..."
As the resurrected being was about to reach the True God Cult followers, it suddenly leaped high, flying over everyone's heads.
Then it landed steadily on the ground, appearing before the Japanese.
"A mutated Type IV infected?"
"Haha, we've hit the jackpot now!"
The leading Japanese man roared with laughter.