Believers of evil gods sneaked into my house, and san value went crazy

Wisteria never imagined that things would develop into what they are today.

Not just the body.

Following the other party's suggestion, Wisteria found that even her own soul was brutally corroded.

Like a wall full of mildew.

Whitewash anyway.

Inside, it has long been corrupted and deformed, and cannot be restored.

In the end, Wisteria still held the magic box.

"boom!"

At the moment of touching, Wisteria's consciousness exploded like fireworks.

The scary thing is...

The fireworks in my mind are not the familiar brilliant colors.

But the rich pitch black.

Only when fireworks bloom in the dark can they reflect their value.

The gorgeous picture blooms in just a few seconds, which is the most beautiful moment.

But now...

The picture seen in Wisteria's consciousness is an annihilation beyond darkness.

At first, Wisteria noticed the figure of the Wraith in the magic box.

They are like a bunch of dead people.

The Kingdom of God that cannot go to a certain God's residence.

27 nor fall into the bottomless purgatory wrapped in death.

For inexplicable reasons, they were stranded in the world.

And the magic box is their habitat.

They seem to be completely cut off from the outside world.

But at this moment, the palm of Wisteria's hand is like a key, the moment it is touched...

The magic box was opened.

Tens of thousands of evil spirits broke into Wisteria's consciousness in one go.

As a strong demigod.

Wisteria has the ability to resist evil spirits.

On weekdays, even the strongest of these evil spirits would not dare to take a step closer to Wisteria.

Because of the strength of wisteria.

It can be directly destroyed with just a wave of hands.

At that time, even staying in the world will become a luxury.

But this moment is different.

The incalculable evil spirits perfectly explained why ants kill elephants.

Wisteria is strong.

Even strong enough to outrageously.

It's frightening, and I dare not face it.

in a one-to-one situation.

As long as it is not a horror god descends.

Wisteria has the confidence to fight against any existence.

But now, Wisteria was submerged in death fireworks in just an instant.

Countless undead, accompanied by the sound of wailing and mourning, surrounded the wisteria layer by layer.

So much so that Wisteria was deprived of even the ability to breathe.

If it's purely ghostly and evil, Wisteria can still bear it.

But what makes him unacceptable is...

The appearance of these ghosts and ghosts was beyond his imagination.

Each one is grotesque.

Infected.

This is not an unfamiliar term.

Walking on the devastated land.

The mission of Wisteria and the envoys of the Lord of Faith Judgment is to purify the infected infected.

Wisteria boasts that she and her companions have no regrets.

Infected after contamination.

Some bodies will mutate, with extra hands and feet, or a few more eyes.

The weird appearance will be treated differently in an instant.

Although this kind of infected person is scary, but they don't know how to hide, and the danger can be effectively controlled.

But some infected people have not suffered external changes, but their inner world has long been decayed.

They worship darkness.

And will do a series of incredible things.

Therefore, Wisteria has never had any compassion for this kind of people.

Purification.

It is the gift given to them by wisteria.

But even if you are used to seeing infected people.

But such mutated evil spirits as before, still made Wisteria lost her mind.

"Are they still living beings?"

Even if they are infected, at least they belong to the category of living beings.

But at this time, the figures that appeared in Wisteria's mind were all distorted without exception.

Some have slender limbs, like mutated stick insects.

Some have more than a dozen heads, no place on the neck, and even grow to the chest and waist.

And when the monster rushed towards the wisteria, more than a dozen mouths were still chanting:

"new member?"

"Let's embrace the newborn together."

"Don't resist, don't struggle, we are one."

While speaking, the other party even opened his arms.

It looks like it's about to hug the wisteria.

What's even more bizarre is...

These heads placed on one body seem to share one consciousness.

More than a dozen voices overlapped, and there was no sense of disobedience.

But the more so...

Wisteria felt more and more creepy.

He wanted to rebuke these ugly monsters.

"Who is one with you?"

But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't utter a word at all.

Because there are not one or two such monsters, but tens of thousands.

There is no fear under the true God.

This is the background of wisteria walking on this land.

But in the face of such a weird creature, Wisteria couldn't bear the fear in her heart after all, and couldn't help taking a step back.

"Clap."

But at the same time as he took a step.

A cold palm suddenly grabbed Wisteria's ankle.

Wisteria looked down.

The one holding her ankle was none other than Qing Dai, who is also the envoy of God.

Wisteria wanted to ask why the other party appeared here.

Available in the next second.

Qingdai's body was suddenly wrapped in flames.

Just in an instant, that 637 companion with good looks turned into a mummy.

But even so, the other party has not died yet.

Qingdai didn't have a piece of intact fleshy skin all over her body.

The mouth trembled slightly, and blood dripped on the ground.

The impact on the field of vision formed made Wisteria's pupils shrink slowly for a while.

Qing Dai stared at the wisteria, and said:

"Bishop, join us."

"Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time."

The voice just fell.

"Clap!"

"Clap!"

"Clap!"

In Wisteria's consciousness, one cold arm after another grabbed onto her legs.

Qiu Sang, Dong Kui, Su Ye...

These people are all the main force sent by Wisteria to offer sacrifices to the gods.

But at this moment, they appeared in front of him with distorted expressions.

Not only that.

Some of them were covered in blood and flesh, as if they were attacked by ferocious beasts.

Some of the seven orifices were bleeding, obviously poisoned.

What's more, a penetrating scar appeared on the neck, and the blood was still flowing.

At this moment, these companions who were familiar with each other tore their throats, and shouted at Wisteria in the sharpest voice:

"Stop resisting!"

"The door to new students is open."

"Bishop, please be sure to join..."

"us!".