Duchamp stared enviously at the golden pattern, secretly mobilizing his mental power, trying to record the order in which this complex pattern was drawn.

Before he could comprehend it, the priest had already finished drawing the pattern. Duchamp suddenly felt that the air around him was empty, and he immediately realized that it was not air that was empty, but Yaoli. The ubiquitous Yaoli on the earth rushed towards the golden pattern, the golden light illuminated the night sky, and the dark canopy in front of it began to melt like a piece of chocolate, and the seemingly boundless black cliff also began to fade.

"Is it possible to invoke the Force to such a level without the help of a charging facility?" Duchamp fell into deep thought.

When the black faded, the people present couldn't help but be stunned, and a grand castle in the shape of a pyramid appeared in front of the steps, reaching into the sky.

At the front of the castle is a staircase that leads to the top of the castle, which is integrated with the staircase that everyone has just come up.

"Such a large building can be completely hidden, even if I am a native of Crossbell, I have never heard of it." A person beside Duchamp couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Oh, are you a native of Kezhou, what's your name? Have you ever heard of a legend about this before? Duchamp turned and looked at the man, as if he had seen it on the cover of a magazine.

"Don't dare to be, I'm the city's policeman, Guy Bannings. It's amazing that I've never heard of this place. ”

Hearing the surname "Bannings", Duchamp quickly cheered up and added his self-introduction: "In Lower Sean, he is a feng shui master. ”

Guy couldn't help but look at the face hidden under the hood for a while, and muttered to himself, "Feng Shui master, what kind of profession is this?" ”

When the passage was opened, the priest felt a little tired, and he whispered a few words to Cassius, who led the men forward and made the first breakthrough, and he followed the group to make a slight repair.

Cassius led several powerful men forward, and the two groups of men and horses formed a team and ran towards the stairs.

Duchamp thought to himself: "Now there are twelve people, and it has become a group, but unfortunately no one has told me what position to fight, will I be a support, a battery, or a healer?" ”

Before he could think clearly, the road ahead had come to an end, and a stone gate stood at the end of the steps.

A strong man at the head, with a hammer in his hand, tentatively smashed towards the gate, which in ordinary expeditions is often to guard against the mechanism on or behind the door. It's a pity that this is no ordinary place.

"Wait a minute!"

"Don't do it yet!"

Duchamp's voice rang out at the same time as the voice of the other man.

But it was too late, the seal on the door was touched, and a group of majestic phantom beasts jumped out of the seal.

When Duchamp saw this posture, wasn't it exactly what he had encountered at the gate of the Moon Monastery, but the number of places here had doubled.

He tried to hold the staff, and the monster scattered in fright.

"Cut, it's getting weaker, it seems that after the master's mental power has increased significantly, his mind control skills have also improved a lot. Revenge for last year is today. Duchamp grinned, and his left hand tightened his grip on the tactical detractor.

Now it's a melee, and it's not easy to put group attack skills, Duchamp picks up the single attack skill of the empty attribute to put it, and these phantom beasts are double damage.

The attack power of this group of people is ridiculously high, and with tacit understanding, the four sixth-level phantom beasts can't withstand the group fight of this level, but in just two or three minutes, they will turn into white light.

Duchamp watched as the phantom beast disappeared, leaving nothing behind.

"Phew, poor ghost!" Duchamp took a sip secretly.

After the phantom beast disappeared, a knight stepped forward, fully guarded, filled the knight's sword in his hand with golden light, and gently probed.

The door opened.

Duchamp felt the force field in the castle, and couldn't help but be stunned, it turned out to be the emptiness attribute that prevailed.

Several church knights who were traveling with them also felt this inexplicable force field distortion and glanced at each other.

For this kind of castle with the protection of the enchantment, forcibly breaking the enchantment is equivalent to sounding the alarm bell, and after attacking from the top of the castle, there is no other way but to suppress it quickly.

In fact, a hopeless curse had already sounded in the castle: "O wicked man, if you dare to set foot in this holy place, we will surely bury you all here." ”

An aura of gore and terror began to permeate the space.

"They're sacrificing blood again, and we must go on invincible." A guerrilla shouted.

"Beware, there's evil coming soon!" Another priest spoke out, mainly to remind the others.

After entering the castle, there is a wide corridor in front, at the end of which is a closed door, on both sides are altars dedicated to tall gods and many rooms, divided into upper and lower floors, all the building materials in the castle are made of a solid stone, and on each stone, there are runes carved on it.

At this time, a group of monsters poured out of the corridor, looking a little inconsistent, like a largemouth floating in the air.

Dushang looked at the purple qi emanating from the bodies of these monsters, and knew that ordinary attacks would not be effective against these things.

Fortunately, the attacks of the priests were the nemesis of these monsters, and when they saw such a large number of monsters, they did not panic, but quickly changed their tactics and carried out a rapid suppression.

For a moment, the golden light flashed wildly, and the fire flickered.

There are also sensible guerrillas among the guerrillas, who directly use flames against these monsters. In other colonies, they had seen these monsters many times, and they knew how to fight.

The team is moving forward in an orderly manner.

In the hidden room opposite, the sound of bullets could be heard.

Inside those rooms, there were some ordinary cultists resisting. These guards on the periphery are all low-level disciples.

A few figures quietly touched in under the cover of the fire of the return fire. Fighting soon began to sound in the room.

After the firepower was suppressed, the others rushed up, but they were quite jealous of these fanatics with mediocre force.

"Beware of them, there may be self-detonating bombs hidden on them." Cassius reminded in time.

Duchamp, who was about to touch it with his hidden body, suddenly tightened his heart, and hurriedly switched back to the mage mode from the thief mode, and another spiritual attack was issued, these ordinary believers really couldn't resist, and after being subdued, they quickly searched their bodies, and then tied a knot with a rope.

"Beware of the demonization of these cultists, even if the bomb is defused, they are still dangerous." Cassiou reminded again.

Duchamp noticed that Officer Bannings beside him was most keen to tie up the uniforms of ordinary believers, and sure enough, it was still the instinct of the police.

"We don't have time to take care of these ordinary people, let the second team bring people to get them out, they must be knocked out and tied up, and the environment outside is not easy to change." The priest said loudly to one of the knights next to him. The retinue knight received the order and ran out to contact the second team.

Someone found the mechanism that opened the door and opened it. Everyone rushed into the corridor, and there were some monsters in front of them, which quickly died under the attack of everyone and turned invisible. Rushing through the corridor, the true shape of the castle's interior is revealed.

The interior of the castle turned out to be a huge deep pit, which could not be seen at a glance, and countless purple gases diffused from the bottom of the pit, dyeing the sky of the castle a purple red.

Cassius ran to the side of the pit, glanced at the scarlet at the bottom of the pit, and immediately remembered a sentence: "In order to get closer to the demons, the place where the abyss sacrifices are also preferred, such as going deep underground, gloomy, with cliffs, large pits, and deep caves nearby, and even build a huge pit similar to the abyss as an altar." ”

Thinking of this, he turned around with a complicated expression and glanced at S hidden in the hood.

Another priest couldn't help but exclaim, "Could this be the 'Purgatory Abyss' that they used to sacrifice to imitate the Yellow Springs Road?" With a depth of at least 500 sub-distances, how was such a large project built? ”

The leading priest also took a closer look at the crater, his gaze piercing through the fog to see the thick liquid below.

"Could there be so much blood at the bottom of the crater? How many people are going to be killed! "Guerrilla 'Hawkeye' used his magical skills to see the bottom of the abyss as well.

"This, it's unlikely, such a big pit, you have to slaughter a city, and now the mainland has never heard of such a terrible evil." The priest said incredulously.

Duchamp suddenly felt a slight heat in his chest, and he looked down at his chest, and under the burqa, the 'Yang Pendant' was glowing slightly!