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　　 The interior of the temple monastery is so dark, a large number of disorderly growing vines block the windows in all directions, and the glass is covered with human blood.
"Before, we would pray together here every morning and evening, praying that the witch kings will prosper forever, and pray that the evil will be defeated." Efilal lightly breathed toward the Great Temple, and the brilliance lit up the whole The Great Sanctuary.
　　 Xu Yichen could see that the souls of dozens of nuns were on the benches of the Great Sanctuary, and their faces were painful, as if they were still staying at the moment of their death.
　　 The souls of these nuns have completely lost their vitality, and they are bound here only because of the evil taste of the evil, acting as decorations.
　　 There is no need for the silver-haired witch to say anything. With Xu Yichen as the center, the silver-white flame that does not belong to this world sweeps through the entire church like a storm. The souls of those nuns are like sculptures of gravel, which disappear in the flames.
　　 Aifeilar’s ​​white fingers were placed on the wall, leaving four traces in the place where he walked smoothly:
Chaos should not be born in this world. It is poison and the suffering of all beings.

　　 Xu Yichen silently followed Efilal. He could see that the projection of the witch on the sea of ​​psychic energy was burning with hot flames, as dazzling as the nemesis.
　　 They walked through the long corridor. The statues and portraits on both sides of the corridor were devastated by the corrupters. The decomposed human remains with only bones hung on the statues. You can imagine the scene here.
　　 Aifeilar introduced the character prototypes of each statue and portrait along the way. She can tell the story of every nun, with a pious expression 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 that is floating nearby, helpless and godless, because these nuns are all companions who get along with her day and night. They grew up in the same monastery and lived together. After serving in the monastery, in the end, everyone was buried here, except for Efilar himself, leaving only a foolish soul.
　　 The silver flame storm is accompanied by Xu Yichen's footsteps, purifying all the souls that cannot be dissipated here.
"At that time, I often saw witches being sent into the monastery by black ships. They were all so young and so beautiful." Efilal stopped in front of a black gate leading to the ground: Sent here, no one has ever come out from here."
"I have been having nightmares for a long time. I can't help but think about the fate of those witches." Efilar gently pushed open the door, and the old door lock had long been destroyed by the corrupter: "Although mother We have been preaching that witches are born with original sin, but they all look so innocent. Many witches are just children."
"If even the children have the original sin, then it must be the world that is wrong, right?" The silver-haired witch looked back at Xu Yichen, with two lines of tears on her face: "I can't watch them just die like this. , So I helped one of the children."
　　 Xu Yichen can see the turbulence in the depths of the witch's soul. He surrounds Efilal with his psionic power and protects her in the sea of ​​psychic energy.
"I don't know what happened afterwards, but I know that the clerical nuns encountered a fatal error in the subsequent ceremony, and the sealed great demon was able to escape." Efilal slowed down the spiral staircase. Stepping forward, the voice is full of sadness: "But I know that I made a mistake, which eventually led to the whole tragedy."
"In our world, there is an organization that specializes in dealing with Chaos, called the relevant department." Xu Yichen crossed Aifeilar and walked in front. Her psychological pressure was too great, and it was easy for the evil hidden here to find a hole. : "According to their statistics, everything is linked to chaos, and the chance of a car overturning is almost 100%. Even without your little help, there will be accidents sooner or later."
　　 After all, although these nuns are also extraordinary, they are not powerful in nature. Those nuns with the names of clerical nuns are just female spellcasters with a little systematic education.
　　 And those fighting nuns are just low-level warriors and rangers. Based on Xu Yichen's knowledge of the nuns, it seems that they are not divided by their strength, but based on faith.
Therefore, a mortal leader and several extraordinary nun squads also exist. Under the leadership of such a team of different strengths, to study the power behind the witch, it can take so long to overturn the car, and even create Efilal when it overturns. Such a result can only be said that the laboratory provided by the Witch King is strong enough, and these nuns are really pious enough to be blessed by the Witch King.
　　 The dark atmosphere that enveloped the entire monastery was declining with Xu Yichen's flames. Corruptors hiding in the dark were like rats in the gutter, constantly fleeing toward the depths of the monastery trying to avoid the approaching disaster.
The ugly-looking nun kept praying in front of the huge blasphemy circle. She even caught her kneeling companion who also believed in evildoing~EbookFREE.me~ and cut off her throat with her sharp nails. Before death came, she was alive. Stripped off the other's face: "Great painful 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 sewn with dozens of nuns’ faces and countless human bones made a contemptuous laugh, and said with a composite overlapping female voice: "Betrayer, can you still see reality? The evil you believe in has fled in embarrassment, and the flames of justice and vengeance are about to envelop you, enveloping all of you!"
"Even so, so what?" The ugly nun suddenly stood up from the ground and yelled at the huge artifact above her head: "Even if you win this game, can the destiny of mankind change? Impossible! You will sooner or later. To be swallowed by the great chaos, to take refuge one day earlier is to be liberated one day earlier!"
"Eferar will let you know the price of betrayal." The nuns’ voices revealed satisfaction: "The blood of a traitor, the blood of two traitors, then the blood of a great demon, the blood of a group of great demon, this The world has found variables that are willing to sacrifice for it, and your master's evil plan will never be realized!"
"Lie! Liar! You old women who are stitched together, can't you shut up because of the pain of peeling?" The ugly nun took out a huge pair of scissors: "Since the master has left, I will destroy Your connection will make you never find yourself back!"
　　
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