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Chapter 117 116. We got a ghost (3000) (22)

Outside the unfinished building, raindrops began to fall from the sky.

Chaochuan Mengye was feeling uneasy, and climbed upstairs together with the other nominated persons.

This unfinished building has a total of five floors, and they are all relatively spacious.

Although there is no regulation, most of the Misty Cultists are sorted according to their status and strength, from high to low.

But seeing Chaochuan Mengye and his group of weak people walking upstairs, the people did not express any opinion, and some of them looked at them with sympathy and pity.

This undoubtedly further exacerbated Asakawa Mengye's uneasiness.

The ponytail under his black robe wobbled uneasily.

"Hey, what are you so nervous about?"

A boy of the same age next to him spoke in a harsh tone.

"We are people who are valued. This is a good thing that others can't ask for."

Another person sneered, "Good thing? Hehe..."

The boy has a bad temper: "What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at you for being so stupid and stupid."

"you!"

Seeing that the abnormal quarrel was about to break out, the leader of the group said coldly: "Everyone, please be quiet."

The sound is not loud, but very powerful.

Both of them seemed to know him, and they kept their mouths silent and silent.

As for Chaochuan Mengye, he remained silent all the time. From the eyes of others, he slowly saw that this did not seem to be a good thing.

But his trust in the mist spider made him dare not think about anything worse.

After a while, they came to the top floor.

"come in."

The gray-robed man at the door of the room said gently with a smile.

This slightly dispelled the uneasiness in Asakawa Mengye's heart.

In the room, it was pitch black, without any light.

Click!

Suddenly a white light flashed, it turned out to be lightning flashed outside the window.

The deafening thunder seemed to ring in people's ears.

And Chaochuan Mengye also took advantage of the flashlight to see the scene in the room.

The seven gray-robed believers are located here, on the concrete floor under their feet, they are drawing lines that make people dizzy and lost at a glance.

They are so magnificent, the moment he saw these lines, Asakawa Yumeno felt as if he had glimpsed the secrets in the abyss, witnessed the brilliance and greatness of the stars... so fascinating, like falling into the fog.

—Abyss, stars, what is that?

Chaochuan Mengye raised such a question, but his brain, body, and even soul seemed to no longer belong to him.

He just stood there blankly, his soul seemed to be captured by some existence.

Then he saw the gray-robed disciples pulling the young man with a bad tone and personality towards the center of the lines.

There, a closed woman's eye is drawn.

It is obviously only drawn from textures, but it looks like it is made of real flesh and blood, revealing a strange activity.

The boy didn't resist, he walked obediently above his eyes, and his body fell down slowly.

He still had his eyes open, but there was no trace of expression in those eyes.

The boy's soul has been stripped from his body.

In contrast, the originally closed eyes on the ground opened a gap.

The empty body was not wasted. A gray-robed man held him in his arms, and the mist spreading from his abdomen was like a greedy worm gnawing at the remnants of the body.

The gray robe murmured: "You should feel honored to be the nourishment for the mother of pure white mist to wake up, and to be able to merge with her."

"This is... what an honor!"

Then, the next person, and the next person...

Asakawa Yumeno's soul is like a sunny doll suspended in mid-air, watching all this indifferently.

He should have felt scared because of this, but the existence of "emotions", like the wife in the wife's cake, the husband and wife in the couple's lungs, and the ants in the ants on the tree, shouldn't exist in his soul, so how? Can't get it out either.

Chaochuan Yumeno could only witness all this numbly, empty, and blankly until it was his turn.

In the process of slowly approaching the eyes, Chaochuan Yumeno suddenly showed a trace of resistance.

'No……'

This little resistance is like a weed seed buried on a cliff, even if the vitality is extremely weak and the environment is extremely harsh, it still wants to sprout new sprouts from it.

"I don't want... to die here like this."

Asakawa Yumeno's consciousness suddenly detached from the world, and came to a mysterious place that frightened him, which was the strange church.

The priest's voice sounded in his ears: "I heard your wish!"

The voice seemed to be full of deception.

"So, what's the price?"

Chaochuan Yumeno was in a state of confusion and confusion, with only the instinct to survive. He subconsciously said the words that followed his heart: "My everything."

"As long as you can survive, take everything from me."

"Ah--"

Ruoyouwu laughed, and Chaochuan Yumeno's consciousness returned to reality, and he suddenly found that he had regained his ability to act.

Moreover, the emotional function that was originally "deleted" also reappeared.

Chaochuan Mengye was joyful at first, then fear and despair again, in front of so many gray-robed believers, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to!

He had no doubt that if he showed the slightest attempt to escape, he would be killed by them on the spot in the next instant.

Even Asakawa Mengye didn't dare to stop, for fear of being noticed by the other party.

Asakawa Mengye felt bitter: 'Isn't this still a dead end? '

boom--

At the next moment, a violent roar sounded.

The whole unfinished building trembled.

The people in gray robes sitting in the room looked out the window, a thick column of energy was pouring towards the unfinished building.

The bright light almost illuminated the rainy night sky.

However, the gray-robed believers seemed to have expected this, and did not panic too much.

Three of them stretched out their hands, and the turbulent mist spread out, merging with the barrier already set up by this building.

boom!

The energy column collided with the barrier, and more violent tremors came. Some of the selected sacrifices were unable to stand and fell to the ground.

Chaochuan Mengye also fell down by the way, while maintaining a dazed expression, temporarily escaped the catastrophe.

At the same time, I was secretly startled: 'The people from the Security Department really came? But why don't they panic at all? '

The gray-robed believers were very calm, or in other words, this was what they expected, and it was part of the plan.

Someone laughed softly: "It's time to start the next step of the ceremony."

This person seemed to be the leader of the gray-robed believers. He looked around at the rest of the room and said, "For the mist!"

"For the mist!"

The rest of the people responded together.

*****

At the same time, the lower floors of the unfinished building fell into chaos as expected.

The sounds of scolding, pushing, and questioning were mixed together, and people staggered to and fro, like a group of frightened flies trapped in this closed space, naturally buzzing and scurrying around.

"Security Division! How did you find the Security Division?"

"What happened? Are we exposed?"

The Security Division has a great deterrent effect and psychological shadow on the middle and lower class members of the Misty Sect.

After all, the Security Division has a zero tolerance attitude towards the Misty Sect. Once discovered, they will be killed and will not adopt the strategy of arrest.

The first thought that comes to most people's mind is - run away!

Run away from this building quickly.

In fact, the relationship between low-level cultists and the Security Department is like that of a mouse meeting a cat. Escaping is instinctive. Only under the leadership of a particularly strong and mutated mouse can they dare to confront the cat.

But soon, people discovered that the only exit was guarded by several [Weavers] and high-status believers.

The believers were surprised and asked to flee.

The [weavers] were very firm and said that they could not leave before the end of the assembly.

At the same time, it also comforts the general believers. The gray-robed adults have already dealt with it, so don't panic.

Even though the believers did not dare to resist due to the gap in status and strength, they faintly smelled danger, and the uneasy and dignified atmosphere began to intensify.

An Le was in it, calm and silent, watching the development of the situation quietly, looking a little out of place.

However, most of the others were too busy to take care of themselves, so they failed to notice his strangeness.

Beside him, a low-level believer panicked: "Is there an inner ghost? Otherwise, how could we be discovered?"

"That's right, we got a ghost!"

Someone said angrily, "But how did he get in here?"

An Le silently looked at the speaker, but did not speak.

In fact, An Le was also surprised by the sudden attack. It was not his handwriting, and he hadn't had time to notify the security department yet!

In other words, the inner ghost is someone else?

Before An Le could find out the undercover agent of the Security Department, there was an uproar from the crowd not far away.

With the perception of [Blood Warlock (+8)], An Le quickly noticed the smell of blood spreading.

A believer's black robe was stained red with blood, and he fell in a pool of blood.

And the murderer was a [weaver] beside him.

An Le happened to recognize that person, who happened to be Chaochuan Mengye's guide, the pious mist spider.

At this moment, Mist Spider took off his mask, revealing a face that had experienced many vicissitudes. He unbuttoned the black robe with one hand, and the blade in the other hand was dripping with blood.

His expression was intoxicated and yearning, as if a dream had finally come true.

The Mist Spider smiled and said loudly: "Congratulate, and feel honored for you to be a part of this great existence!"

The people around stared at him in doubt and surprise, unable to understand.

An Le's pupils shrank, and he noticed that the pool of blood on the ground was gradually decreasing, and the blood was penetrating downwards, as if he was feeding some bloodthirsty creature.

At the same time, the field covering the entire building gradually became active.

"Ah! You...you..."

"No, don't kill me!"

"Why? Why did you do this to me?"

"..."

And the Mist Spider's action was like a gunshot from the starter, officially starting the killing.

Everything is evolving in a chaotic direction.

Those [Weavers], as well as the higher-status mist believers, began to attack their companions without hesitation and relentlessness, as if they were not real people, but just to be split in half and used. for burning firewood.

Blood splattered wantonly, and the screams continued.

Click!

Outside the building, white lightning pierced the sky, and it rained heavily.

Inside the building, there was a bloody wind, and corpses were everywhere. This was a feast of... killing!

Thanks to "Faith of Illusion", "xiaotang246" and "Ru Le" for their reward of 100 coins! Thank you so much!

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