After killing Ludwig completely, Fang Zheng came to the big sword, and at the moment the big jaw was running around, as if exploring something.

Fang Zheng didn't care about this, he was already used to this big chin behavior, on the contrary, for the sword in front of him, Fang Zheng had a special feeling.

"It's a feeling......... It's really weird........."

Looking at the sword in front of him, Fang Zheng couldn't help frowning. He was sure that he had seen such a brilliance somewhere, a clear, bright turquoise glow, as if it were .........

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the big sword.

The next moment, a scene came to his mind, it was in the darkness of the night, in the endless corridors, and the turquoise moonlight spilled through the windows and on the ground. In the middle of the hallway, a slender figure stood quietly, holding a golden scepter.

He wore a golden sun mask, and his face could not be seen, but he seemed to be able to hear something echoing.

Fang Zheng opened his eyes.

At this moment, he felt a different force from when he killed the horse-faced monster before entering his body along the great sword. If it is said that when killing the horse-faced monster, the power that Fang Zheng felt was scorching and warm. Then this power is as cold as a spring.

"Hoo ........."

Fang Zheng let out a long breath, and he could feel that after this power entered his body, he seemed to have some untraceable connection with this world. At least Fang Zheng can be sure that the power that shapes this dream should be the same as the power in his own body.

And at this time, with that power entering Fang Zheng's body, I saw that the original shining and brilliant sword gradually lost its brilliance, and soon, it turned into something similar to black iron, and there was no more reaction. And the point of light that had been shining before had disappeared as if it had never appeared.

Let's move on.

Fang Zheng glanced up and found that the big chin from before seemed to be missing, so he shook his head and continued to walk along the road.

Walking up the steps, Fang Zheng found himself in what looked like an underground cell. There are cobwebs and dust everywhere, and it looks as if no one has been here for a long time......... But that's not the case.

"The night is above, but the pace is firm. Blood-stained, but clear-willed........."

A voice echoed through the corridors of the underground cell, sounding as if someone was praying. Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows and walked towards the place where the voice came from. When he came to a closed cell door at the end of the corridor, Fang Zheng saw through the iron window of the cell that there was a man in the cell with his back to him, muttering to himself.

"The monster is a curse, and the curse is a shackle, and only you are the true blade of the Church......"

The man didn't seem to be aware of Fang Zheng's presence at all, and although Fang Zheng tried to knock on the door to talk to him, he still babbled at the wall......... Well, it's a neurotic who didn't run.

After making sure that the exchange was fruitless, Fang Zheng continued up the stairs, and without much effort, he left the dungeon and continued ......... Came to a church.

"It's ........."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Fang Zheng couldn't help but be stunned. The church in front of him looked almost the same as the one he had had met with the archbishop in "The Other Yanan", the only difference being that there were six beds in this church, and there were several corpses lying on the beds, which seemed to be used as a place to treat the sick in case of emergency, but unfortunately, their treatment had apparently failed.

But the most striking thing is the sculpture at the end of the church.

Instead of some strange statue of a deity, three people dressed in robes and gathered around an altar, the one on the left holding a book in both hands, the one on the right holding a bell, and the one in the middle holding his hands as if he was going to do something. And on the altar, surrounded by three sculptures, lies a statue of a dried corpse.

Is this telling the history of the healing church?

Looking at the dried corpse statue in front of him, Fang Zheng thought about it. The biggest question for the Healing Church is how they managed to get blood for blood healing, as blood is obviously limited, and although William says that they have found an old god in the ruins to refine blood, Fang Zheng feels that this is very unreliable. The reason is very simple, from what he has observed before, the mutations of these people who have received blood therapy are obviously divided into "classes", such as the most ordinary villagers, even if they are mutated, at most they are mutated into madmen and werewolves, and even if they are werewolves, they are also little werewolves.

Just like the werewolves that Fang Zheng encountered when he came to this world, they were not only about the same size as humans, but also had a weak desire to attack, and even when Fang Zheng walked past, they would tremble and retreat.

But in the world of "Original Yanan", those werewolves are extremely large, and not only that, but they are also more aggressive. And the monsters that Fang Zheng encountered were basically people with higher positions, and the more powerful the monsters they transformed. The archbishop, for example, is a prime example.........

And logically speaking, Fang Zheng doesn't think that the Healing Church can inject everyone with the blood of the ancient gods "without discrimination", not to mention whether the amount of blood required by so many people will drain the ancient gods, in case a villager who has nothing to do with the healing church inadvertently awakens because of the input of the blood of the ancient gods, then the efforts of the healing church for so many years are not equivalent to making wedding dresses for others?

According to normal logic, it is obvious that the higher the position, the more "pure" the blood injected, so where does the blood used for blood therapy in the healing church come from?

"Ah, here it is!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Fang Zheng's thinking. Fang Zheng turned his head, only to see that the big chin that disappeared before did not know when it had disappeared also ran in from the tunnel where he had just entered. When he saw Fangzheng, he seemed to be relieved.

"Scared me, I thought he was gone......... It's good that he's still here, wait for me to kill the enemy behind first........."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng saw the big chin muttering to the back, and then "crackled" after the whip, and then came to Fang Zheng's side refreshed.

"Ah, let's take a look at this altar, huh......... This is supposed to be a sign of what happened in the early days of the healing church, and we don't know what happened here, but we're going to use this badge next........."

As he spoke, Fang Zheng saw the big chin take out the badge he had obtained from the church monster from his arms, and then put his hand into the head of the dried corpse sculpture on the altar.

"Well, that's it, and then launch it........."

"Click........."

With the sound of his big chin speaking, Fang Zheng felt the entire altar tremble for a moment, and then began to rise slowly. At the same time, the big chin ran around the square.

"Let's see, this immortal brother is really powerful, I guess I'll rely on hugging his thighs this time, otherwise we're afraid that the exploration here will be a pill. Next we have to go to the next level, it will definitely be dangerous here, but as you can see from the badge, this place should be the research institute of the Healing Church, and I don't know what kind of secrets the Healing Church hides........."

Saying this, Fang Zheng watched his big chin suddenly stop in front of him, and then he suddenly raised his hands.

"Praise the moon!"

“……………………”

Well, it's a neurotic who didn't run.

"Boom."

At this time, the altar had also risen to the top floor, and then the big chin glanced at Fang Zheng, turned around and ran inside. And Fang Zheng also shook his head helplessly, and then followed behind the big chin and walked up the stairs.

When Fang Zheng enters the gate through the staircase, he sees a very large space, its interior is hollow, which looks a bit like the setting of a department store, and on both sides is a passage fenced by guardrails, the only difference is that it is not an elevator that connects the various floors, but a staircase that rotates upward.

In the middle of the hall is a hollow space filled with a pungent smell of liquid. But for these......... Even more attractive is a person who is kneeling next to the steps not far away, as if he is groping for something.

"Smack......... Snap ........."

The man was dressed in a coarse cloth robe with a large cloth bag over his head. However, what made Fang Zheng feel the most hairy in his heart was that the cloth bag covering his head looked much bigger than a person's body, and not only that, but with the person's movements, the things in the cloth bag also seemed to have a life-like wriggling......... It looks like a tangled mass of snakes around the neck.

And just as Fang Zheng approached, the man suddenly spoke.

"Does anyone see my eyes? I seem to have accidentally let them fall into a puddle of water, and now everything is gray........."

“……………”

Looking at the figure with his head completely wrapped in a cloth bag and still looking for eyes, Fang Zheng also wanted to complain......... You've covered your head, what are you going to do with your eyes?

As for whether the other party's eyes are in the water......... Well, Fang Zheng decided not to think about it.

"Hello, I would like to ask you something........."

Although this person looks very weird, at least from the tone of voice, it seems that she should be able to communicate and communicate. So Fang Zheng also said hello to her and tried to have some conversation with her. But she didn't seem to hear Fangzheng's voice at all, and just lay there on her own, her hands aimlessly searching for eyes in the puddle that she didn't know if they were there.........

“……………”

Seeing this, Fang Zheng can be sure that although he doesn't know what this is going on, he ......... Obviously, what the healing church is doing behind its back may be even more terrible than he imagined. ()

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