"I've spent seven years here, and my life is monotonous, but peaceful." Along the way, Philar introduced his memories of this place to Xu Yichen: "This place is far away from the center of the nuns' rights, and the clerical nuns in the convent are obsessed with the secrets of chaos and are very tolerant of us. ”

It's a pity that there is no peace in this place now, and even the plants outside the monastery have been distorted in all kinds of strange ways.

The temple monastery is in a dilapidated state from the outside, with misshapen plants growing along the crevices of the buildings, a large number of profane symbols, signs of evil adorned the gates of the monastery.

Ephilar had survived here alone for a long time after that incident, and her psionic powers had protected her from all possible dangers, but it was still not a pleasant memory.

Yet, at least in that memory, there was not so much desecration in the entire monastery except for the sisters who were sewn together in the basement, and the environment of the entire island had not been alienated to such an extent.

Ephilar could sense a large number of corrupt creatures on the island operating in the shadows, and because of Xu Yichen, those strange creatures were like frightened birds, fleeing far away to the other side of the island, as far away as possible from here.

Xu Yichen's projection on the sea of psionic energy was like a flaming flame giant, and all the ghosts and spirits that passed by and had no time to dodge would all turn to ashes.

The nuns who had converted to Slaanesh in the monastery were just a group of unqualified worshippers, and the few who had awakened their psionic talents were also unaware that they were in the shadow of the other party because Xu Yichen's psionic energy projection was too huge.

Ephilar couldn't help but smile bitterly, in order to come back to complete her revenge, she restrained her spiritual energy in the Black Tower, exercised her spirit, and restrained her desires all year round, but in the end, the enemy she once thought was invincible was completely unqualified.

Xu Yichen and the witch arrived at the entrance of the monastery as if they were on an outing, without encountering any trouble.

Due to the special duties of the Templar Monastery, the doors of the monastery were made of pure metal, and the symbols representing purity, exorcism, etc., were engraved with intricate dark patterns, but now they were completely covered in blood, and the corrupters had repainted the symbols of slaanesh on the dirt.

Before the tragedy that affected the entire monastery had happened, the gate required four battle nuns to operate the winch at the same time to open.

And now, Xu Yichen opened his broad arms and directly forcibly pushed the door open with brute force, and the rusty door shaft due to lack of maintenance let out a piercing scream, and then deformed and broken, but it could not stop the barbarism of the door pusher.

When the door was pushed open, Xu Yichen was greeted by a dense array of crossbow arrows, and a small group of depraved nuns in the small square at the door vented their anger with the only long-range weapons they had.

The bolts are decorated with human skin, and the wielding is accompanied by a constant wail, causing the bolts to carry a curse that can hurt the soul.

Xu Yichen protected the witch behind him, raised an arm to block it, and the crossbow bolt crackled against the armor, like a child provoking a heavily armed knight with a stone.

Alpha Seal!

Xu Yichen's big hand opened and slapped forward, the middle of the fallen nun's formation was like being trampled by a giant, half of the people turned into flesh and mud and did not distinguish each other, and the nuns close to the edge scattered in the huge impact, either hitting the wall or rolling on the ground for more than ten times before stopping.

"They are sisters of the Abbey of the Blood Rose." As a nun who had grown up in a convent since childhood, Ephilar only had to look at the marks on the bits and pieces of the nuns' armor to know where they came from: "It is among us who have been specially used to cleanse the degenerate, and they must have been lured here by those mages and eventually corrupted by the evil here." ”

"It doesn't matter what the cause of the corruption is, Philal." Xu Yichen moved forward at the original speed and killed the injured with his psionic energy: "This world is on the verge of corruption, we can't save them, death is the greatest forgiveness." ”

"I understand, I'm just sorry for their fate." Ephelal sighed: "It's my fault that they have become what they are now, I promised my tortured sisters to keep this place a secret, they don't want anyone to come here to be a victim, but I broke my promise, I can't deceive the witch king." ”

"Don't let Chaos take advantage of your guilt." Xu Yichen pulled out his [War Calamity] greatsword and smashed through a wall, he saw the ugly soul behind the strong wave in the sea of psionic energy, and the obstacles of the material world could not stop his perception.

The one-eyed nun behind the wall screamed and fled into the depths of the monastery, she kept borrowing psionic power to speed herself up, but the psionic lightning behind her caught up with her at a speed far faster than her, taking her life in an instant.

Unless necessary, Xu Yichen would not torture his enemies.

Xu Yichen made a gesture of invitation to Efilal, and the two of them walked into the interior of the monastery through the broken wall.

"This is the Great Holy Church, and the gate to enter the Great Holy Hall is only twenty meters away from where you opened the hole." Eferal said in a subtle voice.

"I'm sorry, I'm used to walking in a straight line." Xu Yichen returned an apologetic smile.

In the depths of the monastery, the 'Mage Balls' are debating what to do with the accident that happened here.

"The Great Demon who signed a contract with us has already run away."

"Indeed, it ran away and threw everything here, so we're in trouble."

"Whatever it is, it scares away a big demon, and if I wasn't fixed to a dull orb, I would have run as fast as I could!"

"The question is, what do we do now?"

"We can cast a teleportation spell and go to the Black Lands and the Old World."

"Are you crazy? Can't you feel the waves in the sea of psionic energy? It's boiling here! Our spells simply won't work. ”

"Surrender?"

"What kind of enemy will accept our surrender? Impossible, a flame is our final end. ”

"What flames? Yellow or blue? Donald, who was already half-crazy in the Mage Ball, interjected indistinctly: "I like silver flames, I've seen them in my dreams..."

"Spare us, Donald, and let us be quiet for a while while we are not burned!"

The souls of the other mages were clamoring to discuss a way to survive, but Donald was the strongest of them, and when he began to think cranky, the collective consciousness of the entire mage ball began to deflect.

Once again, they fall into the peachy dream given by Slaanesh.