Chapter 1126

"Yes. In Isis church, there is light and there is darkness. Contrary to the ruling faction which dominates moderate means, the idea of dark sanctuary is a more radical and stronger sacrificial theory.

They believe that in order to win the final victory, sacrifice is inevitable. Only by sacrificing the interests and lives of the majority of people and concentrating our strength, can a small number of people get enough powerful information, so as to overcome everything. Destroy everything, rebuild everything in the ruins. "

"Do you want to clean up people who are already infected?" Lu Sheng murmured.

"Almost. Detoxification therapy was first developed by them. " Old buck seemed to be looking through the materials, and the sound of the pages was endless.

"And all the people in it are crazy. Almost all the dark sides of Isis are here."

"Yes, did anyone respond to the information I asked to release?" Lu Sheng asked again.

He previously painted the faces of michuang Sakura and his relatives and others in one oil painting. The purpose is to have his men search for the people on the portrait after printing.

"No... there are a few who want to impersonate. They want to play tricks when they are found out on the spot. They are pulled out and shot directly." Old buck scorned.

"Go ahead, if you can, increase the reward, and I will let every caravan that dares to circulate between the gathering places publish the news." Lu Sheng said quietly.

"No problem!"

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tick... Tick...

half of Isla's body was covered with blood, and several blood holes the size of his thumb constantly drained every drop of blood from his body.

In return, the castle hall door is covered with black debris. All the sculptures were smashed one by one in this short ten minutes.

"It's a perfect body... Welcome, my guest."

There was a white bear standing in front of the hall door with a gentle and polite smile on his face. It is wearing a tight tuxedo, holding the black hat just taken off, a roll of paper folded white flowers inserted in the left chest, making him as gentle and lovely as the bear in the fairy tale.

"Cough..." Isra approached the white bear slowly with vigilance.

"Where is Molly?" He asked in a low voice.

"In the concert hall on the second floor, that beautiful lady has been waiting for you, Mr. Savior." There is a hint of humanized irony on bear's face.

"The Savior? That's what you call me? " Isra laughed at herself.

"Of the seven, you are the most special, aren't you?" Asked the white bear.

Isra clenched her dagger and sped past the bear. Walk into the hall.

The floor of the hall is a layer of thick dark red plasma, like the plasma of red carpet. Just stepping on it, he felt that his boots were about to be stuck.

In the reception hall on the first floor, on the red carpet, a graceful figure in a white dress rose slowly. She wore a bright pearl necklace on her chest, and exquisite silver thread under her skirt, which made many silver flowers. Her long black hair was like stars shining in the night sky, and she wore a black headdress with precious stones.

"Nice to meet you. Isra. The legendary Savior. " A soft smile appeared on the delicate face of the white dress girl.

"Nice to meet you, too, beautiful lady." Isra returned with the same courtesy. "So, are you here to stop me?"

"No... it's just a game, a test..." the girl shook her head slightly. The long skirt under her was like liquid, and began to flow, drip and melt around her.

A vast amount of almost endless white liquid ran down her dress and covered the floor around the hall.

"Brother, I don't have time to entertain you now. I'll take care of it myself." The girl opened her slender arms in white gloves.

"It's not grand enough, but it's also gorgeous... I hope you'll be satisfied."

Step by step, Isra was forced back by the white liquid, almost back to the door.

But when he got to the gate, he found that the door was closed and locked.

"Boil." The girl whispered.

In a flash, the white liquid on the floor of the whole hall seemed to have life. White withered trees rose from the ground, and their branches bifurcated and linked with each other to form white flower buds.

The flower buds open and burst into white spines.

The floor, the walls, the ceiling, were covered with white mucus.

Isra dodged several times in a row, but finally failed to avoid. He was stabbed by several white spikes into his left thigh.

The blood flew out and fell into the white ground, causing a lot of bubbles like boiling.

He quickly took off the long bow behind him, and his fingers quickly pressed around the wound to stop the bleeding.

"Is that what the Savior is capable of?" The girl was a little disappointed. "Otherwise, you'd better stay here... To be a member of my collection is much more comfortable than being engulfed by monsters outside and turning into nothingness...""I'm sorry, but I have to take my companion back. I don't have time to delay you here." Isra puffed and straightened up.

Ho!!

He yanked at the bowstring.

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half an hour later...

bang!

Isra was smashed by a huge force and tumbled to the corner of the stairs from the first floor to the second floor.

He vomited blood and looked up at the white skirt girl who just burst out.

In the end, he won the battle, but although the opponent was defeated, he was not hurt as much as he did.

In the final explosion, he didn't even have the ability to defend himself, so he took a heavy bite.

(cough, cough...

Isra got up, quickly took out the skin bag from his back bag, poured out a blood red pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

After a short rest, he looked a little better.

Blood castle is the stronghold of blood ghost for many years. Many people have come here to try to defeat blood ghost and obtain one page of the original book.

But they all failed without exception.

"But my purpose is not to capture the original book, at least not now, so... I will be able to rescue Molly from here." His face was calm. He calmed down the boiling Qi and blood of his body with the method of entering tranquility. He held the stairs and went up.

The winding staircase seems to have no end, always up, up, up again.

It has been more than an hour for Isla to climb numbly, but the second floor still can't arrive.

He shakes a little confused head, blood loss began to make his consciousness more and more vague. But it doesn't matter.

He is immortal.

The real immortality.

In other words, all the dualistic people who integrated the pages of the original book are immortal.

They walk in the light, in the dark, in the gap between good and evil, the only thing that can bind them is their own heart.

"Of all the integrators, I guess I'm the worst..." thought Isra with a wry smile. After climbing for more than an hour, he finally got to the second floor of the castle.

At this time, the second floor of the castle, together with its walls, floors, ceiling, furniture, and so on, was cast with blood.

Originally should be a hard wall, at this time became bound in some kind of force under the blood liquid.

Isra could see the high-speed flow of blood under the wall.

"Long time no see, Isra."

A blood red figure came out of a room in the corridor on the second floor and turned to look at him.

It was a beautiful young man with long red hair. One of his eyes was cut off, leaving only a black blood hole. His right arm was equipped with a silver hook. You can see when his right forearm was cut off.

"Or...!!"!!? How could it be you Isra's face changed greatly and she stepped back.

"You want to ask, why am I a blood ghost? Or did I die? Why am I alive again Said the red haired young man with a smile.

"You thought you had killed me... But I was saved by the last blood ghost who passed by."

"I... I didn't want to... At that time..." there was a trace of apology and sadness in Isra's eyes.

"I know. So I don't blame you. If I were you, I would have made the same choice as you Oll said quietly. The smile on his face.

"But understanding doesn't mean you can accept..." he said. "Let's face it, Isra."

He slowly pulled out the dark red dagger and walked quickly towards this side.

"Or..." Isla bit her lower lip and looked slightly ugly. "Don't force me..."

"force you?"

With a sneer, a wrong step, a sudden increase in speed, and in the blink of an eye he reached Isra.

"Blood shadow!" With one stroke of his sword, the dagger suddenly turned into more than a dozen bloody long whips, trying to wrap Isra around it from all directions.

Bang!!

Isla kicks on the occasional chest and abdomen, smashing the long bow with her backhand.

There was a big bang. The bow was severely held by Ole, but his face changed because of his great strength.

"You

Isra did not give him a chance to speak, so they fought frantically and destroyed the whole corridor on the second floor in a few minutes.

Bang!!

Oer was violently lifted by Juli, hit the bloody wall, slowly rolled down, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Tell me, where is Molly?" Isra rushed up and grabbed Al by the collar.

Zheng! There was a little golden spark in the arm between the two men. O'er took a few steps backward with his dagger, and made more than a dozen somersaults and landed gently on the open window sill at the end of the corridor.Whew!

Without waiting for him to stand still, a black streamer flashed away and punctured his left shoulder accurately.

Bang!

the hit arrow burst into a ball of fire, which directly blew people down from the window sill.

"Ha ha ha ha ha!" When he was blown down, oer burst out laughing abnormally.

He got up slowly from the ground.

"You don't really think I brought you here specially?"

Isra's face was awe inspiring, and he rushed to the other side. He had a premonition that something was wrong.

Just then, a room to the right of oer opened slowly. An old man with white hair in a pure white robe walked straight out and raised his hand in front of him.

"The original book... I took it!"

Facing his raised hand, a dazzling white cold light bloomed in an instant. There seemed to be some sort of pure white colossus stretching its claws towards Isis.

The whole corridor in some kind of huge and terrible extrusion pressure, expansion crack, unable to bear the emergence of road cracks.

Isra couldn't move at all. He felt as if his whole body was paralyzed. His body and soul were slowly separated. His body became more and more hot and active, while his soul seemed to be silent by the light in front of him.

The huge claw with white light was getting closer and closer to him in the pure white light.

An unspeakable sense of fear and crisis surged in like a tide.

I watched the claw getting closer and closer to my brow.

"What do you want to do to my disciples?"

In a trance, a big hand sprang out from behind Isra and firmly grasped the white claw.

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