The Holy Light Sect branch in Shangjiang City was terminated, but the pastor Qu Xiao fled.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he did appear again in this capacity.

If he met him in another situation, he might be wiped out by Xu Qiu and the others.

But what Xu Qiu has to do now is to meet the Pope who is hidden behind the scenes for a while.

At this time, the messenger who led the way cannot be killed.

Qu Xiao didn't come without fear, and he was also uneasy in his heart.

Think about the whole branch being terminated, and then come to see the person who terminated his branch, does he want to die?

But how dare he disobey the Pope's instructions?

What if so many people died?

What if he, the pastor, dies?

Not to mention those congregants, even if he is a pastor in the sect, he is dispensable.

He looked at Xu Qiu cautiously, he knew that Xu Qiu was their leader.

But Xu Qiu looks like a student, just like an ordinary human being.

He didn't understand why these fierce and powerful Zerg would obey such a human being.

It felt strange, but it wasn't something he could interfere with.

All he had to do was show them the way, and save his life without angering them.

No matter what denomination, no matter what faith, the most important thing is to be able to save your life.

But when it comes to faith, what is the Holy Light Sect, it is not his heartfelt belief at all.

He has no faith, what he believes in is always himself, and only by believing in himself can he survive.

Xu Qiu only said two simple words: "Lead the way!"

Qu Xiao quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked around at the others.

When he saw the images of several of them, Qu Xiao's head was dizzy.

This body, which seems to have changed for the sake of battle, has an advantage in front of humans.

If it weren't for the Holy Light Cult's special means to transform the cultists into monsters, then those cultists would only have a share to be slaughtered.

"Your Excellency, please come with me!"

Qu Xiao didn't dare to look at them anymore, because he saw a few pairs of unkind eyes, as if they were a precursor to tear him apart.

Especially the half-human, half-spider spider demon, her body exudes a momentum, although her power is not released, but just that momentum is enough to shock everything.

That fierce murderous aura, that arrogant momentum, as if the next moment, everything was going to be torn apart.

He couldn't help but shudder, and his fingers trembled a few times involuntarily.

Thinking about it, it was Xu Qiu, the leader, who gave people a very ordinary feeling without any discomfort.

When Yu Ping saw Qu Xiao for the first time, he was also very nervous.

He used to be subordinate to Qu Xiao, at that time, he had to pay attention to his words and deeds, and if he was not careful, he would be deprived of the right to live by Qu Xiao.

But he is different now, he has changed as a person, and even Qu Xiao can't recognize him anymore.

The fear of Qu Xiao seemed to have decreased little by little, especially when he saw Qu Xiao's cautious appearance in front of them, he completely erased his fear of Qu Xiao.

Several people walked for a day, and they were all a little tired.

In the evening, Qu Xiao finally stopped, pointed to the ruins of a city, and said, "Your Excellency, we have arrived, and we are ahead."

Xu Qiu looked at the ruins that seemed to have no end in sight, and knew in his heart.

A circle rose under his feet, and a majestic force extended through the circle.

In Qu Xiao's eyes, he saw the ripples of power, spreading around at an extremely terrifying speed, until the ruins were completely covered.

"Sure enough, it's an illusion array, and this king will break your illusion first."

As soon as Xu Qiu's words fell, he saw a huge enchantment dome shrouded over the ruins shatter.

The ruins vanished, and a new town came into view.

The town seems to have existed for hundreds of years, a little dilapidated, with traces of time.

In the middle of the town, there is a magnificent church at one end and a sprawling palace at the other.

The houses, churches and palaces in the towns all have a strong Gothic feel.

Majestic, majestic, oppressive, gloomy, as if the town did not need the decoration of colors, only the mosaic decorations can be seen on the glass.

Qu Xiao was shocked beyond measure, this young man who seemed to be an ordinary student actually broke the enchantment so easily.

This barrier was set up by the mysterious Pope himself.

He thought that no one in this world could break the barrier.

Even if it can be broken, it will require many mages to join forces.

But Xu Qiu's gathering and destruction so easily was a big blow to him, a person who had always believed that the Pope was the most powerful person in the world.

"Your Excellency, wait a minute, I'll report first."

Qu Xiao didn't wait for Xu Qiu's response, and walked quickly towards the town.

These people are too dangerous, and for him, an eighth-level mage, he must always be careful of their anger.

He didn't want to stay in front of these people for a moment, he was the most desperate for his life.

He managed to escape from the calamity of the destruction of the Branch, and although he fled without a fight, he would surely die if he went out in that case.

He saved his life with such difficulty, and in the face of the anger of the First Pope, he was almost wiped out, and he didn't want to fall into a life-and-death crisis again.

The town is home to millions of people who pray every day.

The power generated by their prayers, known as the power of prayer, was absorbed by the pope.

The palace in this town is known as the Temple.

In the midst of the majestic temple, there is a mysterious altar.

The altar contains a large circle of obscure patterns, and a hundred humanoid sculptures are placed around the circle.

The sculptures are withered human figures who kneel around the altar.

Their expressions were distorted or pained, but their eyes seemed to have fanatical devotion in them.

If you look closely, you will wonder if these are real sculptures, because they are so vivid and realistic, so realistic that the details of each hair are indistinguishable from the real thing.

Suddenly, their eyes moved in unison, and black flames erupted.

Straws of black blood floated out of their bodies, and these black blood condensed in the center of the altar's magic circle, vaguely transforming into the shape of a human being.

Above the altar were many living people hung with ropes, their tongues cut off, and they could only groan in pain from their mouths, but not a word.

When the black blood in the altar formed a vague human form, the flesh and blood of the living people hanging from the ropes began to disintegrate.

Flesh and blood followed a strange trajectory and entered the black blood.

The living people hanging above were all that remained in an instant.

In the altar below, the image of a person gradually became clear.

But to be precise, he is not the image of a person, he has countless eyes on his body, and every eye is turning.

His abdomen opened with a large mouth and squirmed.

The flesh and blood on his body struggled in pain, and it seemed to dance happily.

Above his neck, one by one the heads scrambled to crawl out, and then they were dragged down by the heads below.

And under his neck, it was like an abyss, and every head wanted to break out of this abyss.

A trace of black mist lingered around him, and the black mist hissed in the air, as if it was hissing.

The altar circle under his feet seemed to have turned into an exit from the region, and ghosts scrambled to escape from here.

However, the huge mouth of his abdomen stretched out countless tongues, swept away every escaped ghost, and dragged them into his abdomen.

After a long time, the circle in the altar disappeared, and no more ghosts escaped.

And the terrifying monster in the altar gradually turned into a real human image.

A handsome man with long hair and nakedness walked slowly out of the altar.

His feet did not touch the ground, but half a meter above the ground, and he walked in the air.

Maybe it's not appropriate to describe him handsome, his face is even more stunning than a peerless beauty.

He was like a holy god, without the slightest emotion, only otherworldly and sacred.

As he walked out of the altar, the humanoid sculptures around the altar turned into ashes, and the ashes returned to nothingness.

The blood-dripping skeletons above the altar had the same fate.

And his body gradually transformed into a long robe, with golden decorations on the red robe and a long golden crown on his head.

On one side of the altar stood three people, none other than the three Popes of the Holy Light Cult.

They congratulated in unison: "Congratulations to the Pope on his return!"

With a wave of his hand, the beautiful man known as the Pope returned to nothingness, and a palatial temple appeared, and he sat on a throne made of gold, his eyes looking into the distance through the palace.

Qu Xiao ran back to the town as if he was running for his life, and he admired himself very much for being able to hold on here.

On the way with that group of people, he didn't dare to say a word, for fear that he would be killed if he said a wrong word.

But now that he is safe, he has returned here, and with the awe of the Pope, they can't afford to stir up a storm.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze, a pair of huge eyes in the void, full of evil and depravity.

He suddenly stopped, feeling his soul being pulled into the abyss of depravity.

He examines his life and feels that everything in the past is a vanity, and survival is just a vanity.

He felt that life was superfluous, and even breathing was superfluous.

He knelt on the ground and prostrate in the direction of Xu Qiu.

"Lazy Lord of the Void, I feel that any action I do will go against the will of the lazy one, and only death can be freed."

He was prostrate on the ground, motionless, unable to breathe, and in the end he was dead and his body was swallowed up by the void.

And until the moment of his death, he did not struggle for a moment, for he felt that even struggling was against the will of the lazy Lord of the Void, which was a great rebellion.

At the same time, in the town, tens of thousands of cultists saw the Eye of the Void, and behaved like Qu Xiao, following the will of the lazy Lord of the Void, with the intention of death, and being swallowed by the Void in exchange for the ultimate lazy depravity.