At the moment, behind the church, the priest's residence.

A middle-aged woman with long hair in black casual clothes stood in front of the bedroom door, not entering, but looking at the silhouette of the priest through the curtain.

"Where is the holy relic?

According to the plan, you should have made enough contact with your gods. ”

It was a long time before the priest's hoarse voice came from within:

"We were all wrong."

His tone was calm, but there was an unimaginable madness in it: "These fungi are not God-given powers at all, they are demons that even the gods fear.

My family, including the ancestors of all the people in this town, has been corrupted by demonic powers, and they rely on the protection of holy relics to survive to this day.

And now, with my own hands, I have ruined it all. ”

The priest's tone suddenly changed to gloomy: "You have deceived me! You have made me blasphemy my God! ”

"It seems that you are reluctant to hand over the holy relics."

The woman's tone was not surprised, as if she had known that things would turn out like this: "But, it's really stupid, for the sake of boring beliefs, willing to become such an ugly picture, no wonder you will be deceived." ”

She said, covering her mouth and laughing.

The priest was silent about such a provocative act, not knowing what he was thinking.

The woman laughed for a while, then stopped and said, "The purpose of my visit this time, in addition to killing you, is to purify this town and all the pollution in the town with holy relics. ”

"But the above also looks up to me too much, or rather, looks down on you too much, this is the disadvantage of being in a high position, and I don't even know that my pet has grown up enough to eat the master."

The priest finally spoke: "Then why are you still coming?" ”

The woman laughed again, laughing so hard that her shoulders trembled with it: "I deliberately didn't remind them that although I can't survive once I betray, I can make those who are high above suffer a little, and this can be regarded as my last revenge." ”

"Father, you have no limits, the inhabitants of the town, including yourself, everything you are familiar with, have become monsters. You don't have to struggle to maintain your insignificant, distorted sanity and let go of what you want to do! ”

The woman finished speaking in one breath, then paused, the madness in her eyes vanished, revealing a bit of clarity.

She pulled out her pistol, held it to her temple, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Goodbye."

With a bang, crimson blood and brains were blasted out and splashed onto the wall on the side, and the woman's body fell to the ground.

Until the end, a chilling smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.

……

……

"Hey, isn't it......"

Xia Ren rose from the rooftop and stared at the church in the center of the town.

Behind that, like an earthquake, the low houses collapsed.

In the smoke and dust, a huge and terrifying silhouette gradually emerged.

"What the hell did they two say?"

Xia Ren was still confused.

Rulim's words and the Rootless Water's Origin Manipulation allowed Xia Ren to see the distance, but he couldn't hear any sound.

So he only saw the woman suddenly appear, and then said something to the priest, suddenly pulled out a gun and committed suicide, without any warning in the process, so abrupt that it was like a bad movie edited randomly, and he couldn't guess what magical place the next plot would go to.

"I don't know why the priest suddenly went on a rampage, but this may be a good opportunity for me."

If the transcendent thing was really a gem plucked from the idol and was able to inhibit the growth of fungi, then the priest would certainly not have taken him with him.

Therefore, Xia Ren boldly predicted that the holy relic should be hidden in the church.

If the priest had stayed where he was, it would have been very difficult for him to get his hands on the relics, but now, his chance.

Probably by some order, the infidels in the town suddenly froze in place, and then, instead of searching for houses, they gathered in one direction.

Xia Ren looked in that direction and found that it was a cemetery on the edge of the town, and based on the scale, it is estimated that generations of ancestors of this town are buried there.

Although he wanted to wait and see, he didn't know what would happen if he dragged it on.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xia Ren jumped from the roof of the building, along the eaves of the residents' houses, through the gap in the blockade leaked by the infidels, and ran all the way in the direction of the church.

The town had been around for a long time, and the buildings were a little old, and he was careful enough, but he still accidentally stepped on a roof.

A few green tiles slid down and shattered in the streets, and the sound was slight, but it was enough to attract attention.

At the entrance of the street, a heretic suddenly stopped and looked over.

But before he could call out to his companions, a tentacle suddenly reached out and swept him away in the blink of an eye.

The companion not far behind him was stunned when he saw this scene, as if he still didn't understand what had just happened.

As soon as the companion walked over, a pitch-black crowbar shot through the blind spot of the street corner, straight through his head, and the crowbar continued to lose its strength, and even moved his body and nailed him to the wall behind him.

Immediately after, Xia Ren swung over with his tentacles, without touching the ground, took the crowbar and the infidel's corpse together, and swung back to the roof.

The other infidels, passing by, looked at the empty streets, and left again.

After doing all this, Xia Ren wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so dangerous, I was almost discovered."

As soon as the words fell, suddenly, Xia Ren felt like a man's back, and a terrifying gaze fell on him.

He turned his head and saw a terrifying figure standing on the spire of the church under the haze under the haze sky.

The other party was extremely strong, three meters tall, with a full head of white hair flowing in the wind, and the explosive muscles on his body were covered by a layer of brown-black fungus blanket-like objects, which could not be seen as solid or liquid, its surface was covered with furrows, and in those cracks, some blue, liquid-like things flowed.

The mushroom blanket has no fixed shape, as if it has breathing, and it is constantly expanding and contracting on a small scale, changing its appearance.

But it is not at all as ugly as the other pagans cover, but has a beauty that is twisted to the extreme, reminiscent of art—the art of madness.

Although he hadn't seen it directly, Xia Ren still recognized the other party's identity at a glance with his intuition.

"Priest!"

The two looked at each other from a distance.

The priest's blue eyes looked at Xia Ren.

His appearance was not at all disgusting like any other aberration that Xia Ren had ever seen, but rather he was so big and strong that it fit perfectly with the human aesthetic of the word "strength", coupled with the contours of his slashed face and his pure white hair, the priest would definitely be able to make countless women scream and obsessed with the occasion.

Xia Ren gave him a thumbs up.

After aiming at the angle, he raised the crowbar with his other hand and threw it with all his strength.

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