The dim light of the fire was not enough for Lewis and the others to see every inch clearly, and before they could notice it, a thick layer of plasma gradually stuck to their feet, and one red footprint after another remained on the way in.

Everyone was paying full attention to the movement ahead, and as the light of the fire was clearly reflected, the icon of Jesus Christ appeared on the stone pillars on both sides, but there were still traces of undried red blood flowing slowly.

One of them, John, felt slippery when he stepped on the ground, but he didn't care, but when his hand holding the torch shone on both sides, suddenly a ghostly icon came into view.

"Ahh He was so frightened that he took a few steps backwards at once, and the torch was thrown to the ground.

"Boss, look at the stone pillar!" Another subordinate pointed there, his fingers shaking, fear eating away at his mind.

Lewis and the others turned their attention to the place where he had found it, and now they could see clearly by the light of the fire, how strange the image of the Son was on it, a pattern painted in blood, and it seemed that it had just been traced and had not yet dried up.

Lewis stepped forward and lightly dipped his finger on the icon, watching the seemingly viscous plasma fall down his fingers, and his face turned iron-blue, which was one of the last things he wanted to encounter.

"Heresy!" hatefully said something that made his subordinates chill.

Several of the companions swallowed, and Jesus Christ on the stone pillar seemed to look at them with a cold gaze, and his blood-colored eyes made their hands and feet cold.

This is not the usual crucifixion, but the evil god of the blood sacrifice of heretics, and the doctrine of God's charity is distorted here.

"Let's go inside!" Lewis took a deep breath and gave another order.

"Boss, I think it's good that we got here? If we go any deeper, we may run into cultists, and I think we'd better go back and apply for support from the garrison. ”

John's words made several other people nod frequently, they were all warriors who came down from the battlefield, and if it was a hand-to-hand fight with the enemy, they would not frown.

But the inexplicable atmosphere of terror and the icons painted in blood had made it clear to them that there must be a lair of heretics below, and that the sorcerers would summon demons. Several people thought silently in their hearts.

"I think it's better for us to ask the Orthodox church for help!" A subordinate speaks in a trilled voice.

"No, since we're here, we're going to go on, go back now, once the heretics find out that we have invaded, they will most likely move somewhere else, and then this mission will be considered a failure!"

Lewis looked at his silent subordinates, all of them bowed their heads and did not speak, he knew that if they were not given some fierce information, they would definitely not go on today.

"Do you all know? Recently, His Majesty the Emperor Alexios has sent members of the Sword of Damocles to quietly investigate the monasteries in various places! ”

The five subordinates all raised their heads in disbelief and looked at their heads, the meaning of these words is very deep, could it be that His Majesty the Emperor wants to move the church?

"His Majesty the Emperor is going to do something to the Church! Think about it, if we can grasp the handle of a church at this time, and let His Majesty the Emperor control the church in the right name, then how much reward will we receive as meritorious heroes? ”

Lewis's words confirmed the suspicions of several men, and the hearts of several of his brothers were pounding, indeed, this was a golden opportunity for them to stand on the corpse of a heresy and accomplish great things.

"Okay, done!"

John gritted his teeth and hated, if he really caught the heresy in this mission, then he could break away from the sword of Damocles and no longer have to be a little mouse underground.

Everyone else turned their heads to Lewis in unison, unable to resist the temptation, even if they might be caught by the cultists and drained from their souls.

Lewis nodded and smiled, he was satisfied, that was the effect he wanted.

John and the others, who had made up their minds, continued to move forward, and watched a few people turn around before Lewis looked at them with an apologetic look and said in a voice that no one could hear: "I'm sorry!" ”

Taking out a silver cross given to him by his daughter, he kissed it gently: "Rest assured, father will soon get a large sum of money, and then he will be able to take you to Constantinople to see the best doctor." ”

Everyone has selfish intentions, and if it was usual, Lewis would definitely have called his brothers to turn around and leave without saying a word.

But now Lewis can't, his young daughter is sick, very sick, and he needs money, a lot of money, even if it is possible to take advantage of these brothers.

Stepping past these eerie icons, Lewis and his brothers continued their journey into the unknown.

Only a small flickering fire flickered in the darkness remained.

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Nothing out of the ordinary happened in the secret passage that Lukka had led to enter a corner, where a dark staircase led to the unknown depths.

After throwing a stone down, Lukka found that there was nothing unusual, and the five of them continued to walk in, and the swirling staircase extended down a lot of space, and they reached the bottom.

There were only a few glowing fires, a dozen prison-like rooms, and they walked past them one by one, only a few dry bones, and the flesh on them had dried until they reached the last one.

When Lukka and the others were about to give up, a blurred figure was found lying on the floor of the last room, and the torch shone through to see the face, and the unkempt hair covered the face, and then ......

"Something shaved his leg clean!"

A man muttered to himself at this terrible situation, the people in the prison lost their legs and only the bones were left, and the remaining flesh and blood stuck to them made these battle-hardened veterans tremble.

"Sword of Damocles?" The man seemed to be a little sober, and saw someone call out.

"It's us! Are you one of the first group to fall? Lukka looked down at the cell, and he was alone, no one else.

"I'm the only one left, hehe! Belch! Vomiting a mouthful of blood, the man struggled to his feet and crawled to the door, his eyes revealing an incomparably tragic determination.

"Please, kill me! Kill me! Don't let me be tormented by those demons anymore! He shook the railing desperately, bent on dying.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Lukka crouched down, and even the hardest-hearted man felt pity when he saw his comrades being tortured like this.

"Huh! I can tell you, but you're sure to regret it! Remember to help me out! ”

"Good!" Lukka nodded, the only thing he could do was to ease the man's pain.