"Yes. In the Church of Isis, where there is light, there is darkness, and contrary to the ruling faction, which dominates moderate methods, the idea of the Dark Templar is a more radical and strong theory of sacrifice.

They believe that in order to win the ultimate victory, sacrifice is inevitable, sacrificing the interests and lives of the majority of the people, and concentrating their strength, so that a small number of people can get a strong enough foundation to overcome everything. Destroy everything and rebuild everything in the ruins. ”

"Do you want to purify people who have already been infected?" Lu Sheng said in a low voice.

"Almost. Detox therapy was first developed by them. Old Buck seemed to be flipping through the materials, and the sound of the pages was incessant.

"And the people inside are all crazy, and almost all the dark sides of the Isis sect are here. ”

"Okay, did anyone respond to the information I asked for before?" Lu Sheng asked again.

He had previously painted all the faces of Yahiro Sakura and his relatives on oil paintings. In order to let his subordinates search for people on the portrait in large numbers after printing.

"No... A few people who wanted to pretend to come came, but after being spotted on the spot, they still wanted to play tricks, and they were pulled out and shot directly. Old Buck said dismissively.

"Go ahead, if you can, increase the bounty, and I'm going to get every caravan that dares to circulate between the gathering places to get this news out. Lu Sheng said calmly.

"No problem!"

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Tick.... Tick...

Half of Isla's body was covered in blood, and several thumb-sized holes of blood kept squeezing every drop of blood out of his body.

In exchange, there were black shards all over the front of the castle hall. All the sculptures were smashed one by one in just ten minutes.

"It's a perfect fit..... Welcome, my guest. ”

A standing white bear appeared in front of the hall door, with a gentle and polite smile on the bear's face. It was wearing a tight-fitting tuxedo, holding a black top hat that had just been removed, and a roll of small white flowers folded in his left chest, making him as gentle and cute as a bear in a fairy tale.

"Ahem," Isla slowly approached the white bear with vigilance.

"Where's Jasmine?" he asked in a low voice.

"Right in the concert hall on the second floor, that beautiful lady has been waiting for you, Venerable Mr. Savior. There was a hint of human sarcasm on the white bear's face.

"Savior, that's what you call me?" Isla laughed to herself.

"Of the seven, you're in the most special position, aren't you?" asked White Bear rhetorically.

Isla clenched her dagger and quickened her pace past the white bear. Walk into the lobby.

The floor of the hall was a thick layer of dark red plasma, like the plasma of a red carpet. Just stepping on it, he felt like his boots were about to get stuck and couldn't move.

In the living room on the first floor, on the blood-colored red carpet, a slender figure in a white dress slowly got up, wearing a bright pearl necklace on her chest, and there were delicate silver threads woven under the skirt to weave silver flowers. Her long jet-black hair shines like stars in the night sky, and she wears a black veil with jewels.

"Nice to meet you. Isla. The legendary Mr. Savior. A soft smile appeared on the delicate face of the girl in the white dress.

"Also a pleasure to meet you, beautiful lady. Isla was equally courteous in return. "So, are you here to stop me?"

"No.... It's just a game, a test...."The girl shook her head slightly. The dress beneath her began to flow like liquid, dripping, melting.

A large amount of a near-endless stream of white liquid trickled down her long skirt and toward the surrounding floor of the entire hall.

"Brother doesn't have time to entertain you now, so I'll receive you here. The girl spread her slender arms in white gloves.

"It's not grand enough, but it's just as gorgeous and rich.... We hope you are satisfied. ”

Step by step, Isla was forced back by the white liquid, almost retreating back to the gate.

But when he reached the door, he found that the door had been closed and locked at some point.

"Boil. The girl whispered.

In an instant, the white liquid on the floor of the entire hall seemed to come to life, and white dead trees rose from the ground one after another, and the branches of the trees branched, linking and merging with each other, bearing white buds.

The buds open and explode with white spikes.

The floor, walls, ceiling, everywhere are covered with splatters of white slime.

Isla dodged several times in a row, but was finally unable to dodge, and was stabbed through the left thigh by several white spikes.

Blood splattered out and fell into the white ground, causing a large number of bubbles that seemed to boil.

He quickly removed the longbow from his back, and quickly tapped his fingers around the wound to stop the bleeding.

"Is that all the savior can do?" the girl was a little disappointed, "Otherwise, you might as well stay here.... It's so much more comfortable to be a part of my collection than to be devoured by monsters out there and reduced to nothingness..."

"I'm sorry, I still have to take my companion back, and I don't have time to delay you here. Isla gasped and straightened up.

Whew!!

He jerked the bowstring apart.

...

...

...

Half an hour later.....

Boom!

Isla was smashed into the air with a massive force, tumbling and landing on the corner of the stairs leading from the first floor to the second floor.

He spat out blood and looked up at the girl in the white dress who had just exploded.

In the end, he won the battle, but although the opponent was defeated, the injuries were far less severe than his.

In the final explosion, he didn't even have the ability to protect himself, so he ate a heavy blow.

Ahem, ahem...

Isla got up, quickly took out the skin from his rucksack, poured out a blood-red pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

After a short rest, he looked a little better.

The Scarlet Castle has been a stronghold of the Blood Devils for many years, and many people have visited here in an attempt to defeat the Blood Devils and obtain one of the pages of the Book of Initiation.

But they all failed without exception.

"But my goal isn't to capture the Book of Beginnings, at least not now, so.... I'm sure I'll be able to rescue Jasmine from here. His face was calm, and he calmed the boiling qi and blood in his body with the method of calming, and held on to the stairs and walked up.

The winding staircase seems to have no end, all the way up, up, up, up.

Isla numbly kept climbing up, and before she knew it, more than an hour had passed, but the second floor still hadn't been reached.

He shook his head, a little dazed, and the excessive blood loss began to make his consciousness more and more vague. But it doesn't matter.

He is immortal.

True immortality.

Or that all the double people who have fused the pages of the Book of Beginnings are immortal.

They walk under the light, in the darkness, in the gap between good and evil, and the only thing that can bind them is their own hearts.

"Of all the fusionists, I guess I'm the worst one...," Isla thought with a wry smile, and after more than an hour of climbing, he finally reached the second floor of the castle.

At this time, the entire second floor of the castle, along with the walls, floors, ceilings, furniture, and everything, was cast with blood.

What was supposed to be a hard wall turned into a body of blood bound under some kind of power.

Isra could see the blood flowing at high speed beneath the wall.

"Long time no see, Isla. ”

A blood-red figure slowly walked out of a room in the hallway on the second floor and turned to look at him.

It was a handsome young man with long red hair, one of his eyes was gouged out, only a black blood hole remained, and his right arm was equipped with a silver hook, and it could be seen that his right forearm was cut off at some point.

"Or...!? how could it be your !??" Isla's face changed drastically and he took a step back.

"Are you trying to ask, why am I a blood ghost, or why am I alive when I died?" the red-haired young man smiled.

"You thought you had killed me with your own hands.... But I was later rescued by the last bloodghost who was passing by. ”

"I.... I don't want to.... At that time..."Isla's eyes showed a hint of apology and sadness.

"I know. So I don't blame you, if I were you at the time, I would have made the same choice as you. Orr said calmly. Restrained the smile on his face.

"But understanding doesn't mean you can accept .....," he said. 'Fight it out, Isla. ’

He slowly drew his dark red dagger and walked briskly towards it.

"Or...."Isla bit her lower lip, her face slightly embarrassed. "Don't push me...."

"Forcing you?"

Orr sneered, and with a wrong step, his speed skyrocketed, and he was in front of Isla in the blink of an eye.

"Blood Shadow!" he swung his sword, and the dagger suddenly turned into more than a dozen blood-colored whips, trying to wrap Isla around it from all directions.

Boom!!

Isla kicked on the occasional chest and abdomen, and slammed the longbow with a backhand.

There was a loud bang. The bow was fiercely held by Orr, but the huge strength made him change his complexion.

"You !?"

Isla didn't give him a chance to speak, and the two of them frantically hand-to-hand combat, destroying the entire second-floor hallway in a matter of minutes.

Boom!!

Orr was swept away by the huge force, slammed into the blood-colored wall, and slowly rolled down, a mouthful of blood spurting out.

"Tell me, where is Jasmine!?" Isla rushed up and grabbed Orr by the collar.

A little golden spark exploded in the arm between the two of them. Orr swung his dagger a few steps backwards, and a series of more than a dozen backflips landed gently on the open windowsill at the end of the hallway.

Phew!

Before he could stand still, a black streamer flashed and stabbed into his left shoulder.

Boom!

The arrow burst into flames, knocking the man off the ledge.

"Hahahaha!!" was blown up, but Orr laughed out uncharacteristically.

He slowly got up from the ground.

"You don't really think I brought you here, do you?"

Isla's expression froze, and he rushed towards the other party, he had a premonition that something was wrong.

At this moment, a room on the right side of Orr slowly opened, and a white-haired old man in a pure white robe walked straight out, raising his hand in front of him.

"The Book of Beginnings.... I took it!"

The hand raised at him burst into an incomparably dazzling white cold light in an instant. In the haze, there seemed to be some kind of pure white behemoth, slowly stretching its claws towards Is.

The entire corridor swelled and cracked under some kind of huge and terrifying squeezing force, and cracks appeared in the road under unbearable loads.

Isla couldn't move at all, she only felt as if her whole body was paralyzed, her body and soul were slowly separating, her body was getting hotter and more active, and her soul seemed to be silenced by the light in front of her.

The huge claw glowing with white light, in a pure white light, was getting closer and closer to him, getting closer and closer.

An indescribable sense of fear and crisis rushed over like a tidal wave.

Seeing that claw getting closer and closer, closer and closer to his eyebrows.

"What do you want to do to my disciple?"

In a trance, a large hand suddenly reached out from behind Isla, and grasped the white claws steadily.