"What is the wooden sign you are talking about? In fact, I am a friend of your parents. We came here specially because we knew that your parents were held hostage by these heretics and came to take your parents' corpses home. But we didn't expect it.

Meet you here.

"Little guy, we are in this together."

After the words fell, he looked at He Ao expectantly.

He Ao's eyes remained motionless, watching him calmly.

He actually didn't know what the people of the Eternal Old Religion were looking for, but there weren't many things in the Novis family that could be coveted by this cult. The most extraordinary thing was the one who saved Iroh's life, and who had hidden secrets.

The wooden sign of the spectator's talent sequence.

So he directly mentioned the wooden sign and deceived the man with glasses.

Unexpectedly, I swindled something directly.

It doesn't actually matter what the man with glasses said. Many of his thoughts were fed back to He Ao through the 'marks' placed on his body.

This allowed He Ao to actually get a lot of information when he asked questions.

The Eternal Old Religion came indeed for the secret viewer’s wooden sign, but the bespectacled man didn’t know what the wooden sign was for. He only knew that it was important. The ‘leader’ of the Old Religion asked him to retrieve the wooden sign.

While He Ao was thinking about it, the man with glasses was also stared at by He Ao, who was a little embarrassed. Just as he was about to speak again, He Ao squatted down and took out the fossilized finger bone from his hand.

"How to use this?"

He looked at the man and asked quickly.

When he held the stone, he did not receive any information about extraordinary items.

"This is an item belonging to our organization," the man laughed awkwardly. "It cannot be spread to outsiders, and only believers of Eternal Light can use this item. But I can take you out, trust me."

He Ao glanced at him, reached out and took off the glorious corona from his other hand, "Give this to me?"

The man with glasses realized that the answer just now seemed to make He Ao not believe him. His expression changed slightly, and finally he nodded lightly, "Okay."

He Ao raised his head and glanced at him. He didn't expect him to agree so readily, so he nodded and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Then he turned around and stopped talking to the man with glasses. Amid the violent vibrations, he reached out to push the two coffins together.

The red-haired woman lowered her head, 'monitoring' the bespectacled man on the ground.

The man with glasses stared at He Ao's back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

He has noticed that He Ao does not believe him. This child is young, but he is not easy to deceive.

His eyes glanced at the completely white paper butterfly on He Ao's shoulder.

That seems to be the source of the child's "strength". Now, this power has been exhausted, and the child is probably not seriously injured. As time goes by, it will only become weaker.

If he were this child, he would definitely not leave with himself, an untrustworthy and dangerous person, but would try to figure out how to use the knocking stone.

No, if they can come in, there may not be any other way to leave.

The red-haired woman was not strong, and her show of weakness just now seemed to make them think that she was already very weak. As long as she moved quickly enough, the red-haired woman would not have time to issue a reminder.

With thoughts flashing through his body like a stream of light, the bespectacled man slowly stretched out his hand and suddenly pulled out the golden spear that Serrat had inserted into his body before and had not completely dissipated.

It is better to strike first.

The golden spear was aimed at He Ao's back.

At this time, the red-haired woman who had been looking at the man with glasses immediately opened her mouth, "Little..."

A bright golden stream of light flashed past.

He Ao turned around and put down the golden sword in his hand, glanced at the head of the man with glasses flying in the air, and then looked at the blood flowing on the golden sword, then looked up and opened his mouth, before he finished the first sentence

Red-haired woman with syllables.

The red-haired woman stared at He Ao awkwardly, slowly closed her mouth, then stretched out her hand and picked up her black throwing knife from the ground.

boom-

The bespectacled man's head hit the ground, and with an expression of disbelief, he rolled into the darkness.

Most of the energy gathering points on his body were destroyed by Serrat, and only the last one on his neck was cut off by He Ao's sword.

"Thanks for your hard work."

He Ao looked at the red-haired woman and nodded slightly. Then he put the golden sword back on the coffin, tore off the glasses man's clothes, tied them into strips, turned his back, and tried to tie the two coffins together.

The paper butterfly on his shoulder has completely turned white, and its wings are spread out, as if it has lost its magic.

As the paper butterfly's wings opened, the momentum on He Ao's body also quickly dropped and dried up.

He stretched out his hand to tie the straps together, but the moment he pulled the straps, he leaned forward and fell to the ground. His breath became exhausted and he seemed to have fallen into a coma.

The red-haired woman stared blankly at this sudden scene.

She stared at He Ao, and after a brief pause, she looked up at the two coffins that were about to be tied together.

She slowly raised the flying knife in her hand.

The dark bracelet lit up the screen because of her raising her hand, and a 'note' fixed on the home page lit up above the bracelet.

[Two corpses, fifty million]

She paused for a moment, held the flying knife in her hand, and walked step by step towards the young boy who fell on the ground, his body completely stained red with blood.

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boom-

The jet black metal flying knife was slapped on the coffin lid.

"Lena, Lena, I'm afraid you won't be able to be a mercenary in this life."

The red-haired woman bent down, sighed, and carried the young boy on her back with difficulty. She tore off another piece of the bespectacled man's shirt and tied the young boy to her body.

Then she stretched out her hand and tied the straps that bound the coffin that He Ao had not yet tied.

Immediately, she took out the disc with the pointer from her pocket.

She stretched out her hand and was about to turn the pointer of the disk when a weak voice slowly sounded behind her, "Don't use that, you will die."

She paused slightly as she moved the pointer.

"You will actually encounter pollution when entering the church on the inside. The disc cannot help you offset the pollution. I can see that it seems to store the 'pollution' in a strange way,"

The weak voice behind him continued, "If you turn the pointer back, the stored pollution will explode in an instant together with this pollution. You are not a believer in the eternal light, and you will not be able to withstand these pollutions."

"Then let's..."

Lena was stunned, she had no other way to leave here.

"use this."

A small hand covered in blood stretched out from her back, and a finger bone fossil shining with a faint golden light appeared in the hand.

"Do you know how to use this?"

Lena was stunned.

"Um."

He Ao calmly raised his head and looked at the overlapping shadows of the room above his head.

When he asked the man with glasses how to use this thing, the man with glasses had already recalled all the uses of this 'knocking stone'.

Strictly speaking, this is not a real "knocking stone", but a "child body" copied by the Eternal Old Religion using the power of eternal light, so He Ao did not get the information about the extraordinary item.

This 'sub-body' has one more chance to use, which can cross the inner church and bring them back to the surface world.

The method of use is also very simple, just give a little power given by the eternal light to influence the knocking stone.

This is equivalent to a special 'encryption' that allows this item to be used only by believers of Eternal Light.

Although He Ao is not a believer in eternal light, he has a way to obtain the influence of 'eternal light'.

He raised his head and stared at the shadows in the room that seemed to have been slowed down by some kind of stabilizing mechanism. He held the knocking stone in his hand and spoke slowly,

"Atmolaiya!"

Beyond endless time and space, a vast and infinite gaze instantly swept across this dark space, and endless praises rang in He Ao's ears.

And the knocking stone body held by He Ao in his hand instantly burst into brilliant light.

In the vision of spiritual vision, those 'lights' wandering in the twisted patterns in the darkness suddenly became violent when stimulated by the 'eyes' that had just swept across them.

The 'stability mechanism' that tried its best to 'maintain' the shadows of each room in the sky collapsed instantly, and each room bloomed like silent fireworks in the dark space.

Countless illusory shadows rushed out of those broken rooms, 'cheered' in the darkness, and then dissipated.

At the same time, in this chaotic darkness, some shadows that were 'liberated' from the room seemed to see He Ao, and then they rushed into the darkness again.

Soon, the bloody phantoms hidden deep in the collapsed rooms seemed to be pulled by some kind of force and instantly gathered in front of He Ao.

Then the brilliance was like a stream of light, naturally sinking into the paper butterfly on He Ao's shoulder.

The golden light on the knocking stone flashed past, covering the two people and the surrounding items, and instantly disappeared into the rapidly crumbling darkness.
Chapter completed!