Chapter 412: Necronomicon Seminary

"Admiral, Fika's men are stationed at the western entrance, and they have no intention of moving on."

In the headphones, Xing Dong's familiar voice came again.

"Keep watching."

"Okay."

In response to a sentence of Xingdong, Chen Mo's brows gradually furrowed.

What's going on with the people of Fika?

Stationed?

Are you kidding me?

"Admiral, it's too cold outside, everyone doesn't have tents, and a guard has found a church, it's over there, let's go first?"

However, at this moment, Hu Zhen, who was rubbing his hands and talking at the same time, had already come to Chen Mo's side and said to Chen Mo.

Looking in the direction of Hu Zhen's finger, there is indeed a four-story church not far from this village.

"Occupy the high ground of the church, see the surroundings at all times, and in addition, leave a group of people to watch the vehicles here."

After that, Chen Mo smashed his mouth and walked towards the church.

Before he had taken two steps, the church, surrounded by a wooden fence, had already appeared in front of Chen Mo.

Unlike other churches.

This church is more like a fortress.

After all, churches are generally made of wood, but this church is made of stone.

But none of the stones fit the church perfectly.

Such a tall church, Chen Mo is really the first time to see it.

Around the large bell at the top of the church, gargoyles with hideous faces hovered there, very terrifying.

But fortunately, it was broad daylight.

The whole church is clean inside and out.

At least in Chen Mo's opinion, this place is nothing but cobwebs and dust.

There was not a trace of a fight waiting for me.

Unlike the corpses outside the village, there are everywhere.

In this church, apart from the rows and rows of seats and tables like lecture halls, there is only one pulpit in the main position.

Against the backdrop of the podium, a humanoid statue with five eyes was nailed to the backdrop by large nails made of stone.

This humanoid statue, whether in terms of appearance, expression, or expression, is no different from a 'person'.

The only thing that's different is that it's made of stone.

Tables, chairs, benches, stairs, podiums, everything is made of stone.

"It's kind of scary."

Muttering this, Hu Zhen rubbed his shoulders.

looked at Hu Zhen's eyes.

Hollowed out and turned into windows, gargoyle statues like living creatures are hung in every corner of the wall.

Gargoyles, more like magnified, more exaggerated bats.

"Admiral, come and get warm."

Ahead, Zhao Qi and Guan Hao, as well as Wang Cheng, they had obviously removed the wooden fence outside.

Due to the dry weather, it was easy to light it with the kind of windshield lighter that you had with you.

"Let's go."

Looking at the church full of stones, Chen Mo let out a sigh of relief and walked towards Zhao Qi and the three of them.

Gather around the fire.

Warm clothing can keep the temperature of the body at a constant temperature, but it may be something that is written into the genes.

Humans do not seem to resist the winter and gather together to bake the fire.

Even if it's not cold, it's so cool.

"Huh! What's this? ”

Several people who were originally roasting the fire and waiting for news from Fika also turned their heads to look at Hu Zhen who was holding a kraft book in their hands when they heard Hu Zhen's doubtful voice from Hu Zhen.

"The Bible?" Night Night Chinese

"It doesn't look like it, do you think this church looks like Catholic?"

"What's that? Is the Bible Catholic? ”

"Isn't it?"

"Is it? I can't study well, don't lie to me? ”

"Don't look at me, I don't know."

"Don't look at me, I don't understand."

With that, the four corps looked at Chen Mo in unison.

'Smack! ’

slapped his forehead, and Chen Mo smashed his mouth.

Anyway, there's nothing to do now, so it's okay to work with Fika like this.

Anyway, today I have to see what this Fika wants to do with himself.

"I look at this leather book, it's still in traditional Chinese, it says, this monastery is called, Necronomic Monastery?"

Curious, Hu Zhen returned to the fire and began to look through the books he found on the podium.

"The first page says, eh? Traditional Chinese characters are so troublesome.,I'll take a look.,There's pinyin.,Ahem.。 ”

After clearing his throat, Hu Zhen said solemnly.

"The man-eating demon is about to come to the world, the demon will bring suffering, sickness, destruction, the salvation of mankind, from the stone statue, from the self, only by sacrificing the purest heart to the sun, the gods will bring salvation.

There is also a picture underneath, this painting can be really abstract. ”

On the short first page, there are crooked and twisted characters written in traditional Chinese, and there are some Sanskrit characters that everyone does not recognize.

At the bottom of this page is a, uh, extremely abstract paintings.

There is a picture of a human, constantly eating its own kind.

"Ahem, on the second page, the red-eyed demons represent abomination, and only by cutting off the bonds of their abhorrence can they be completely dispersed, and in the eyes of the Divine Mansion, we and other irreredeemable mortals, uh, have been wiped away.

There's also a picture below.,This,It's a little familiar.。 ”

Listening to Hu Zhen's story, everyone also came, anyway, if you are idle, you are idle, so you might as well read more books.

As Hu Zhen's words fell, several people were already around Hu Zhen.

At the bottom of this page, there is still an abstract painting.

More than a dozen red-eyed humans, with a silk thread attached to the back of their heads, and at the end of the silk thread, a person with no facial features and a head full of tumors was manipulating the silk thread.

"What's that?"

"Next."

"I'll take a look."

"Ahem, I read, we will eventually pay for our actions.."

It was just when a few people were looking at the book made of cowhide with great pleasure.

Outside the orphanage base in the distance.

Four or five black shadows began to silently touch the back of the base.

"Huh? I'm dazzled? ”

On a sentry post behind the orphanage base, a tired-looking guard rubbed his eyes, glanced at the trees in the distance and yawned with some confusion.

Behind the tree, however, a black-clad masked man quietly placed a radio-like device on the ground.

Meanwhile.

In the monitoring room inside the orphanage base, the picture flashed suddenly, and then returned to normal.

'Salsa Sasha~'

A patrol of guards walked across the wasteland behind the base, not long after the team had gone far.

Five dark shadows reappeared, but this time.

They had reached the edge of the fence behind the base.

Even though a bright surveillance was facing the man in black, the man didn't care about it at all.

He just waved his hand at a few people behind him.

'Click! ’

At about the same time, in the hands of the five men in black, a black bomb was pressed against the wall of the base.