A small amount of light source sheds a cone of light from a high place, illuminating a hazy circular platform in the dark space.

And around this circular platform, one dark coffin after another is arranged obliquely along the edge of the circle.

These coffins surround the platform in circles, like an inverted conical barrel, with the opening upward and extending to the end of the darkness.

Squeak—squeak—

Like the opening and closing of an old door, sharp and harsh chewing sounds were heard under the dark night.

It was as if something was gnawing at something in the depths of this silent darkness.

And amid the rhythmic sounds of these gnawing sounds, an orange-gold light suddenly lit up on the platform.

Immediately afterwards, three figures covered with rays of light appeared on the platform, standing in the center surrounded by all the coffins.

With the appearance of these three rays of light, the whole world suddenly became quiet.

"This door-knocking stone structure is really good. You can actually come in right away. Is this the bottom floor of this heretical church?"

The skinny man standing on the left glanced at the circular platform with a radius of only fifty meters under his feet, then looked up at the group of coffins extending into the darkness, "It doesn't look like much."

"These coffins are full of the corpses of spiritually advanced people,"

The scar-faced man standing on the right glanced at the endless coffins around him and said in a low voice, "The believers in Winter City alone cannot gather so many highly spiritual corpses. These heretical believers will most likely come from other places."

Branch churches in the city also brought many corpses."

"Have you built this city as your base camp?"

The skinny man sneered, "They don't even control this city yet, how stupid they are."

"What these heretics preach can easily make ordinary people believe that it is only a matter of time before they take control of the city,"

The scar-faced man lowered his head, "What's more, we don't have a city under our own control. Strictly speaking, if we hadn't developed for a longer time and inherited it from the Great Cataclysm era, our current strength would be far inferior to these heretical believers.

Bigger.”

Hearing these words, the skinny man's face darkened, "Have you also believed the nonsense of these heretics? What kind of eternal kingdom of God after death? They brought the eternal kingdom of God that means destruction and rebirth to the world at last.

, twisting it into this kind of fictitious thing to satisfy desires is simply tarnishing the glory of eternal light."

His voice became louder and his anger became more intense, "These heretical believers should be killed."

"I'm just talking about the situation,"

The scar-faced man glanced at the skinny man and added, "I won't hold back even if I meet these heretical believers."

But obviously, his answer did not satisfy the skinny man.

The skinny man opened his mouth, waiting to question the scar-faced man again about his faith.

"Now is not the time to discuss this,"

The bespectacled man standing in the middle snorted coldly. He glanced at the stone in his hand that was emitting a little golden light and looked like human finger bones, and put it away.

"Rockaway went to find out the underlying weirdness of the problem. He will be back soon. The gift of the ritual will not last long. We must find the target before he comes back."

His eyes looked at the rows of coffins closest to them, "According to the information given by the leader, the target's corpse should be placed here, either in the first row or the second row. We will search separately. When we search,

Be careful not to step into the dark. Places without light are very dangerous.

"If you don't find it in the first row, step on the coffins in the first row and open the coffins in the second row."

"knew,"

The thin man responded lazily. He raised his head and glanced at the densely packed coffins again. "These heretical believers are really willing to use the resentment of so many highly spiritual dead to build a church. No wonder this church is so weird."

"Talk less, work more."

The bespectacled man glanced at him and quickly walked towards the coffin closest to him.

The thin man waved his hand and walked to the other side, while the scar-faced man walked to the remaining side.

These dark coffins are suspended in the air. The upper one-fifth is a semicircle, and the lower four-fifths is an inverted slender trapezoid.

The coffin is painted with patterns of radiating light. These patterns are very beautifully painted, but if you look carefully, they look like slender worms desperately squirming out from the coffin lid, densely packed.

"These heretics really like to do weird things."

The thin man glanced at the coffin in front of him, then took out a dagger, inserted it into the gap of the coffin lid, and tilted it suddenly.

At the moment of prying, he felt a strong suction force coming from the coffin, as if it was trying to suck the coffin lid tightly, hindering his movements.

This coffin lid is an ordinary C-level one, so I'm afraid it won't even open.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the thin man forcefully lifted the lid of the coffin open.

The moment the coffin lid was lifted, the suction force holding the coffin lid suddenly weakened, and the entire coffin lid opened to the left like a side sliding door.

Lying in this coffin is a beautiful girl wearing a long skirt with a pierced chest. She puts her hands on her lower abdomen, her eyes are closed, and her face is peaceful.

"no."

The thin man shook his head, then turned and walked to the next coffin.

And the moment he walked away, the girl's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Her body melted instantly and turned into a pool of bright red blood, seeping out from a corner of the coffin and falling into the silent darkness.

The thin man was already opening the next coffin. The three of them were very quick in their movements, violently opening the coffin with machetes or daggers to examine the corpses inside.

Just after the three of them opened several coffins, thick blood stains surged in the darkness.

It slowly flowed out from the darkness, and after flowing onto the platform, it quickly split into three and flowed behind the three people.

Then these three pools of blood squirmed at the same time, forming three bloody men with slender limbs.

The bloody man raised his hand to touch the three people's shoulders.

Densely packed invisible blades emerged under the light and were aimed at the backs of the three of them. Each blade flashed with a little cold light, carrying an extremely suppressed terrifying power. They slowly pressed down on the bloody man's raised hand.

Down.

"die!"

At the moment when the blade was about to fall completely, the scarred man turned around instantly, and with an icy cold light, the scimitar in his hand cut off the bloody man behind him.

Then he didn't stop, the blade was as fast as a stream of light, and he cut thousands of cuts in the blink of an eye, cutting the slender bloody man into pieces as thin as cicada wings.

At the same time, the thin man not far away from him raised his hand before the bloody man's hand touched his shoulder, and the dagger in his hand instantly cut the bloody man's neck.

The thick ice spread down the bloody man's neck, freezing the bloody man in an instant. Then the ice cubes shattered and turned into debris on the ground.

"cough-"

The man in glasses coughed lightly, and the bloody man behind him who stretched out his hand melted instantly and returned to a pool of blood.

All this happened very quickly. In an instant, the three bloody human remains fell to the ground, squirmed for a while, and did not get up again.

"This is the so-called 'blood trick' that guards the lowest level of the church, and each clone has B-level combat power?"

The thin man glanced at the melting and squirming ice slag on the ground and kicked it, "It's not that bad."

"We have sacrificed so many 'sacrifice', and now that we have a gift, our own strength has been increased to a strong B-level level. We must be careful and careful. Don't let down your guard if you are calculating mentally or not."

The scarred man glanced at the blood slices on the ground and whispered.

The thin man's face was slightly grim, but he didn't say anything.

"The 'Blood Trick' will not die. After it is seriously injured and disintegrates, it will have fifteen minutes of 'recovery' time, so you have to act quickly."

The bespectacled man immediately walked to the next coffin without looking back.

The scarred man and the thin man immediately turned back and continued to open the coffin.

The three of them all had their gifts increased at the moment, and they all moved very quickly. Before, they were on guard against the 'Blood Trick', but now they were no longer on guard, so they acted with all their strength, and soon one by one the coffins were forcibly opened.

And the corpses in the coffin opened at the back did not turn into new blood monsters, and lay quietly in the coffin.

"found it!"

After most of the coffins in the first row were opened, the scarred man shouted excitedly. In front of him was a newly opened coffin, inside which lay quietly a tall, middle-aged man with a gentle face.

young man.

He shouted while groping the man's body.

"Did you find anything?"

The man with glasses immediately turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"No," the scarred man's face grew darker as he groped around, "It seems he doesn't have it with him. Could he be at home?"

"impossible,"

The man with glasses walked quickly towards the scarred man, "Things like that will affect the mentality of the holder, and will make the holder subconsciously carry it with him. To seal it, you must have the secret method of the wizard in the Cataclysm Era. No one can understand it now."

these things.

"Especially with his level of compatibility, he can't resist the temptation of that thing."

"Will it be given to other people, such as his wife and children?"

The scarred man groped around again and still couldn't find it, so he asked in a low voice.
To be continued...