"What's going on with that little priest? Is it because someone in the upper class of the Holy See has begun to doubt you?"

"He came for those Atheists, a child of some background, and he didn't have to take it to heart," the priest's words were filled with depression. "Gru outside the city is always a scourge, and he cannot be free."

"The Lord of the City has issued a mercenary mission," the deliberate voice in the dark corridor was combined with the dim light, which was quite conspiring. "Although these Apocalypse people are stupid, they still have some effect. In two days, I will apply to the Lord of the City and send a team of knights to send these atheists to the cathedral."

The priest laughed sinisterly, "The bishop's stolen frame has not shined for a long time..."

"Yeah, cough." Wang Xiaofeng, who had been around the corner for a while, coughed lightly, stomped his feet, and declared his arrival.

"Oh! Oh my God, the breath here is full of disgusting evil!" A nauseating sound came from the priest, followed by another sound of pounding the back. Wang Xiaofeng sneered a few times, but then he smiled and walked forward with a serious face.

"Sacrifice," the squadron leader first discovered Wang Xiaofeng's figure and smiled: "This is really a kind-hearted priest. What do you want me to serve?"

Wang Xiaofeng nodded, ignored the vigilance and hostility in the eyes of the two, and said in a deep voice: "I want to meet other godless cultists."

"That's right, priest, you are here yourself." There was a few seconds of eye contact between the squadron leader and the priest, who said with a disgust: "The existence of these three Atheistic Cultists is an insult to the goddess. They should be tied to the stolen rack and let them repent of their sins!"

"Yes," Wang Xiaofeng smiled. He had never been concerned about the illusory goddess of light. "The dignity of the goddess cannot be provoked, the existence of the goddess cannot be questioned, and the greatness of the goddess cannot be desecrated!"

The priest swallowed in surprise, and looked at the glory on the face of the Apocalypse, and his doubts that the Holy See's senior officials would send a priest who was not considered a clergy as a "commissioner" disappeared.

This Apocalypse has an unlimited future.

"Yeah!" reminded the two people who were stunned. Fortunately, the light in the cave was dim and they could not see the flushing on a certain gay cheek. Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but admire him. For some reason, the charlatan index has obviously skyrocketed recently. It must be because he has spent too much time with these NPCs...

"Sir, let's go here!" The squadron leader bowed to Wang Xiaofeng in full of "worship", and unknowingly became more respectful to the young sacrificial beings. A comrade nodded, it seemed that these NPCs were more apt to this.

The squadron leader led the way ahead, and Wang Xiaofeng and the priest followed one by one, walking slowly towards the cell where the prisoner was tortured.

The priest leaned forward and smiled and said, "I never thought that among the Apocalypse, there would be believers like you who advocate light." "Haha, the priest is wrong," Wang Xiaofeng glanced at the priest with a smile on his face. Although he didn't know the specific rank of the priest, he still had some status in the church.

"The Apocalypse was summoned by the goddess from the sky, in order to fight against the invasion of the demons of hell. We also have faith. From the moment we put on the sacrificial robe, I have dedicated my body and mind to the light." Looking at the priest with a solemn face, Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

With this IQ, you dare to say that the Apocalypse is stupid. The eight honors and eight shames are brought out. Would you, the backward "monarch's power and divine empowerment" be worshipped and worshipped as a god?

"The Apocalypse is the favorite of God!" "Indeed, we have an eternal fighting spirit and an immortal body."

The priest's steps suddenly paused, and looked at Wang Xiaofeng's back as he walked forward, looking shocked.

The squadron leader in front also stopped, but he exclaimed, "Damn it!"

Wang Xiaofeng was confused, and his eyes crossed the squadron leader's shoulder. His face changed. He knocked away the squadron leader who blocked the road ahead, and rushed over like a flying...

"Sister, do you want to call Brother Xiaofeng for dinner?" Xiao Su Yao gracefully tasted the sumptuous lunch made by Yiren, while looking at Comrade Xiaofeng's door, "He didn't eat in the morning."

"Forget it," Zi Yan said to Xuanxuan, "Isn't he doing a mission in Jiyu City now? Don't worry about him. If he is hungry, he will come out by himself." "Jiyu City?" Hu Biao exclaimed, "Isn't there a guild that is clamoring to build a mercenary group there? It's similar to our guild's name, what's Fenglei."

"Feng Lei Guild, Qu Zhihongyan." Charming hand habitually hit a microcomputer. As Zi Yan's "virtuous supporter", the burden on her shoulders is extremely heavy. "A mysterious woman." "Tsk, mysterious, mysterious, so ugly that she is embarrassed to come out to meet people!" Nangong Xuanxuan concluded this way.

The spoon slowly stirred the clear water in the cup, and Zi Yan seemed to be thinking, "Where did their group building certificate come from?" "I bought it from a player, it is said to cost a lot of money." "Do you know who that player is?" "The Bow Zhe of the End Times."

"The sharpshooter on the level list?" Hu Biao interrupted, but it caused Xuan Xuan to roll her eyes. By the way, this girl also shot one, which means she had a little complaint in terms of level.

"I really embarrass my sharpshooters. I'm not as fast as a nanny."

"Well, that nanny is our current signature!" Zi Yanyu taught earnestly, "I know, you have any objections to him because of the sunny day, but we are now a fixed team, and our teammates are a family. Don't always target him in the future."

Swinging his lips, Nangong Xuanxuan lowered her head and focused on dealing with the meal. Zi Yan smiled and shook her head, saying to Charming: "Save some lunch for Xiaofeng later, let him find a way to find the Mercenary Group certificate that Gongzhe of the End of the World to ask how he got."

However, Hu Wei said weakly: "The first place in the level list and go to the third place in the level list. It would be strange if you don't fight." "Then forget it, don't let him ask, the ranking of the mercenary group is not important."

The lord's mansion in Jifeng City, the dark stone cave cell.

Four thirty-five-level shirtless soldiers fell in a pool of blood, and the scars were shocking, all of which were venting more and inhaling less. One soldier pointed hard at the depths of the cave, and a terrifying scar in his throat, as if he was scratched by a sharp blade, turning out of flesh and blood.

The squadron leader shouted loudly and rushed towards the cell. He didn't know what was shattered in his hand. A rapid alarm suddenly echoed in the cave.

Wang Xiaofeng was not in the mood to care about this. He pounced in front of Norton who was lying in the corner, and looked at his almost empty blood strips, and the healing technique and healing technique in his hand were continuously drawn. Norton's eyes were filled with horror, and there were two long wound marks on his chest. The terrifying white bones were visible to the naked eye, which made Wang Xiaofeng prepare to chant the Holy Light Redemption with fear.

"Sir... Evil, demon, go quickly!"

The movement at hand couldn't help but stop, and a roar came from the depths of the cave, and a howl echoed in the cave, which was a terrifying and shrill cry.

Seeing Norton's blood bar replying to one-third, and the terrifying scar had slowly healed in the lingering of the holy light, Wang Xiaofeng instructed, "I'll go and see, you hold on", and then stood up and chased the squadron leader and headed deep into the cave.

"Be careful!" He stood up with a spear and struggled. Under the influence of healing and healing, the dying knight magically came to life, staggeringly following Wang Xiaofeng's pace. For these NPCs, healing and healing are both "magical skills" that can heal injuries, but the target of the resurrection technique is limited to players with infinite life.

Not far away, the bodies of several soldiers and guards appeared on the ground. Like the four soldiers and guards before, their throats were cut off by sharp weapons and they could not howl before they died. After turning two corners, the squadron leader lay leaning against an empty subway cage, his whole body was stained with blood, and his head disappeared strangely...

My chest was stuffy, but fortunately, I just adjusted the bloodiness to the lowest level; although I had been playing games for so many years, I was still disgusted by the "heavy taste" scene created by the system.

Just talking about the game, he forced himself to divert his sight from the headless corpse. The iron cage seemed to be the detainee of the rebellious prison cells. The iron pillars as thick as babies' arms were carved with simple magic marks, but the iron pillars seemed to be twisted into twists by someone using brute force, opening up two gaps.

There were blood on the ground, and the light blue blood emitting a faint fluorescence, which seemed to be the guidance specially left by the system for him.

When I pushed open a stone door, there was a dark corridor in front of me. Unlike the magic lamp hanging in the stone cave behind me, there were crackling torches inserted on the stone wall of the corridor in front of me. Without hesitation, I continued to pursue along the corridor, feeling that the terrain was moving upwards.

After running for a short while, the blue bloodstains suddenly stopped at a stone gate in front of me. Through the stone gate, a chaotic sound came into my ears.

"Catch him!" "Protect the Lord!" "Damn the Devil!"

The stone gate was very heavy, and Wang Xiaofeng tried his best to push it, squeezed out of the exposed gap. The chaotic scene in the room in front of him was shocked.

With a black body, the bat's flesh wings, sharp horns, and ferocious face, the one surrounded by the field was indeed a demon. Wang Xiaofeng, who had dealt with Smoti so many times, was naturally familiar with this look.

However, this demon has less ferocious domineeringness than Smoti and more murderous intent.

This should be a study room. As soon as Wang Xiaofeng squeezed out of the stone gate, he stood in front of a bookshelf, while the demon was surrounded by a team of elite spearmen of level 65. The demon's head was covered with blood-red names, and his whole body was stained with red and blue blood; he held two thin figures in his hand and clamped them under his ribs.

Under its feet were the bodies of soldiers and guards. The blood donation invaded the gorgeous carpet and outlined several charming blood flowers.

"Gao Cong!" This voice came from the place where the soldiers guarded the guards. Wang Xiaofeng couldn't see who was making this slightly painful scolding, "I'm willing to fall! I actually turned into a demon. You, you're so disappointed."

"You forced me!" The devil's thick voice was full of cruelty. The devil's sharp claws were about to flap his wings and rushed towards the man who was protected by Tuantuan. "You are all forced!"

"Protect your guards!" Teams of soldiers and guards rushed to the devil without fear, and blood marks were frozen in the air, which were the devil's scratches. The spear raised by the famous guards could not pierce the hard skin of the devil, but could delay the devil's progress, although the price was life.

"The Sheep Change Technique!"

Pang!
Chapter completed!