Chapter 1798

The interior of the temple monastery is so dark that a large number of disorderly growing vines block the windows in all directions, and the glass is covered with human blood.

"We used to pray here every morning and evening, praying that the witches would always prosper and that evil would be defeated." Ephrail breathed gently towards the cathedral, and the light of the whole cathedral was illuminated by a little bit of light.

Xu Yichen can see that dozens of nuns' souls are on the benches of the great hall. Their faces are full of pain, as if they are still at the moment of their own death.

The souls of these nuns have completely lost their vitality, and they are bound here only because of the evil taste of lust and sin, which serve as ornaments.

With Xu Yichen as the center, the silvery white flame that does not belong to the world swept through the great hall like a storm, and the souls of those nuns were like sculptures piled up with sand and ashes in the fire.

With his white fingers on the wall, he left four marks on the smooth road: "chaos should not have been born in this world, it is poison and the suffering of all living beings."

Xu Yichen followed aifilar in silence. He could see that the witch's projection in the sea of psychic power was burning with a burning flame, as dazzling as the vengeance.

They walked through a long corridor, the statues and portraits on both sides of the corridor were destroyed by the Corruptors, and the decaying human remains were scattered on the statues. You can imagine the bloody scene here at that time.

Along the way, eifilar introduces the archetypes of each statue and portrait. She can tell the story of every nun, and she looks as if she is still the nun who worships the Witch King every morning and evening.

But what makes Xu Yichen feel uncomfortable is that she can also name every soul floating nearby, helpless and godless, because these nuns are companions who live with her day and night. They grow up in the same monastery and serve in the same monastery. In the end, except for eifilar himself, all the others are buried here, leaving only silly souls.

The silver flame storm, accompanied by Xu Yichen's footsteps, purifies all the souls that are bound here and cannot be dissipated.

"At that time, I often saw witches sent to the monastery by black ships. They were so young and beautiful." Ephrail stopped at a black gate leading to the ground: "they were all sent here, and no one has ever come out of here again."

"I had nightmares for a long time, and I couldn't help thinking about the fate of the witches." Ephrail gently pushed the door open, and the old door lock had long been destroyed by the Corruptors: "although the mammy always preached that witches are born with original sin, they all seem so innocent. Many witches are just children."

"If even children have original sin, it must be the world that is wrong, isn't it?" The silver haired witch looked back at Xu Yichen. Her face was already covered with two lines of clear tears: "I couldn't watch them die like this, so I helped one of the children."

Xu Yichen can see the turbulence in the witch's soul. He surrounds eifilar with his own power and protects her in the sea of psychic power.

"I don't know what happened later, but I do know that the clerical nuns made a fatal mistake in the ceremony that followed, and the sealed devil was able to escape." "But I know it was I who made the mistake that led to the tragedy," said ephrail, slowly walking along the spiral staircase

"In our world, there is an organization dealing with chaos, called the Department concerned." Xu Yichen crossed over eifilar and walked in front of her. Her psychological pressure was so great that it was easy to let the evil hidden here find a loophole: "according to their statistics, everything and chaos linked to the plan, the final probability of overturning is almost 100%. Even without your little help, there will be accidents sooner or later."

After all, although these nuns are extraordinary, they are not powerful in essence. Those nuns with the name of clerical nuns are just female casters with some systematic education.

And those fighting nuns are just the general name of low-level soldiers and Rangers. According to Xu Yichen's understanding of nuns, it seems that their internal division is not based on strength, but on belief.

Therefore, there are also teams of nuns who lead by mortals and some extraordinary nuns. Under the guidance of such teams with different strengths, they study the power behind witches. They can only say that the laboratory provided by the Witch King is strong enough, and these nuns are really devout enough to obtain With the blessing of the Witch King.

The dark atmosphere shrouded in the whole monastery is fading with the flame of Xu Yichen. The corrupt people hiding in the dark are like rats in the gutter, constantly fleeing to the depth of the monastery, trying to avoid the disaster that is approaching.

The ugly nun prayed constantly in front of the huge blasphemy. She even grabbed her kneeling companion, who believed in color and sin, and cut the throat of each other with sharp nails. Before death came, she stripped the other side's face: "great pain artist, why don't you respond to your humble believers? Isn't the pain we share enough? We can give more! More! "In mid air, a huge sphere made of dozens of nuns' faces and countless human skeletons gave a scornful laugh and said in a compound voice, "betrayer, can't you see the reality? The evil you believe in has fled in confusion, and the flame of justice and revenge is about to envelop you and all of you

"Even so?" The ugly nun suddenly stood up from the ground and yelled at the huge artifact overhead: "even if you win this game, can the fate of mankind be changed? impossible! Sooner or later, you will be swallowed up by the great chaos. If you convert one day earlier, you will be liberated one day earlier! "

"Ephrail will let you know the price of betrayal." The nuns' voices revealed satisfaction: "one traitor's blood, two traitors' blood, and then a big devil's blood, a group of big demons' blood. The world has found the variables willing to sacrifice for it, and your master's evil plan will never come true!"

"Lies! liar! You old women sewn together, can't the pain of peeling your face make you shut up? " The ugly nun took out a huge pair of scissors: "since the master has left, I will break your connection so that you will never find yourself again!"

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