Chapter 42: The Church

The streets were filled with a very faint mist.

Compared to the previous street, the vision here is much clearer, at least with Du Mu's eyesight, it is enough to see the situation fifty meters away in the distance.

As far as the eye can see, the streets of Nuoda are deserted, revealing a lonely and gloomy atmosphere everywhere in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, Du Mu had long been accustomed to this atmosphere, and looked around as usual.

As you walked, the street in front of you widened, and a huge square appeared at the end.

Weird!

This was Du Mu's first feeling when he saw the situation in the square.

The entire square area is at least tens of thousands of square meters, and at a glance, the square is full of dense stone crosses up to three meters high, and each cross is wrapped with a large number of silver-gray iron chains to bind a shriveled corpse.

The corpse's head was crooked, its head was bare, and its face was wearing a cracked mask, and except for the rags around its lower body, the rest of its exposed body parts were shriveled and gray, and it was terrifying to look at.

Du Mu stopped at the edge of the square, and after a cursory glance, he only saw no less than a hundred crosses, not to mention those that could not be seen outside the field of vision, God knows how many such corpses there were in the square?

"If these are all nightmares...... Du Mu's heart could not suppress this thought, and he struck a hard time.

A lot of nightmares is a good thing, which means that you can get a lot of nightmare energy, but if you have a lot of them, it will be overwhelming.

Even if these corpses were all only Faceless-level strength, he could only flee if he swarmed him.

Thinking of this, Du Mu was secretly vigilant, cautiously approached a cross in the outermost part of the square, and looked up at the corpse on it.

He stared at it for a long time, but there was no movement in his field of vision.

"Just an ordinary corpse, not a nightmare?"

Previously, when encountering the Faceless and Guardians, as long as his gaze stayed on them for more than three seconds, the corresponding nightmare name would appear in Du Mu's vision, but now it was not.

Similarly, the Combat Probe did not respond.

After looking at it for a long time, Du Mu looked away and looked at the center of the square instead.

In the middle of the dense crosses, a tall white building with a round vault stands out.

Du Mu stared at it for a long time, and finally recognized what seemed to be a kind of building called a 'church'.

This type of building is almost not seen in the Asian Federation, but it is more common in the White Eagle Empire, and he has stumbled upon the corresponding pictures from books.

After pondering for a few seconds, Du Mu decided to continue exploring, and he carefully bypassed the cross in the square and walked towards the central church.

Halfway through, he noticed that there was also a street entrance at the end of the left and right sides of the square, but unfortunately the distance was too far away to see the scene on the street.

It didn't take long for Du Mu to arrive at the door of the church, and when he got closer, he felt the size of the church, almost a dozen times the size of the apartment building where he was at the beginning, and a sense of loneliness, tranquility and mystery rushed towards him.

Taking a slight breath of cold air, Du Mu was very careful, and slowly stepped up the steps to the heavy wooden gate.

The main gate is brown throughout, and two stone humanoid reliefs are placed on the door frames on both sides.

The relief is a warrior with a bare body and smooth muscular lines.

They wore triangular helmets on their heads, covering their entire heads, and in both hands they held a half-man-high axe in the air.

At a glance at the corpse tied to the cross, the two reliefs also failed to make Du Mu's vision appear font, thinking that it should be just an ordinary decoration rather than a nightmare.

Even so, when Du Mu stood under the two sharp axes and stretched out his hand to push the door, there was still a faint panic in his heart.

Forcibly suppressing the strange emotions in his heart, Du Mu exerted his hands, and with a loud creak, the heavy and thick wooden door slowly opened, revealing the scene inside the church.

The gray moonlight shines through the translucent glass windows painted with colorful patterns, as if a white carpet is spread.

A large number of wooden benches were neatly placed on both sides of the church, a long dark red carpet stretched from the gate to the altar at the end, and a figure in a gray robe was facing away from Du Mu, half-kneeling in front of the altar.

As if startled by the sound of the door opening, the gray-robed figure slowly got up and turned his head.

Through the dim moonlight, Du Mu could see the face of the gray-robed figure under the brim.

It was a pale, bloodless face, with eyes sewn tightly by dense silk threads, and it was terrifying!

At the same time, with his gaze, a line of text slowly emerged in Du Mu's vision.

'Nightmare: The Praying'

Du Mu's eyes froze, and he clenched the black sword vigilantly.

The gray-robed man reacted at this time, slowly opening its chapped mouth and making a dark voice like a ghost's moaning.

"Whoever disturbs the prayer ceremony must repent with his life!"

"Heretic, I sentence you to death!"

As the last word fell, the half-hidden wooden door behind Du Mu exploded, and in the huge sound, two tall figures suddenly appeared, standing up like tank monsters, almost covering Du Mu's entire person in his own shadow.

Immediately afterwards, there were two sharp axes that glowed with a cold and cold light, whistling and slashing.

The moment the voice sounded, Du Mu's heart was alarmed, and he instinctively rolled forward.

Bang!

The dark red carpet was torn abruptly, and a large crack appeared on the stone floor underneath in an instant, Du Mu stopped his figure, turned around to look, and was shocked to find that the two warrior reliefs that attacked him were actually the two warrior reliefs he had seen outside the door just now.

The reliefs seem to have 'activated', no longer a stone body, and their skin has regained its vitality, almost indistinguishable from humans except for a slight grayishness.

The pale gold triangular helmet and silver-gray giant axe shone with a faint metallic sheen in the moonlight.

Du Mu concentrated his eyes, and the corresponding information of the other party quickly appeared in his field of vision.

'Nightmare: The Executioner'

'Combat Strength: 120'

The moment he saw the words, Du Mu didn't think about it, and when the executioner pulled out the giant axe that was deeply embedded in the ground, one twisted and passed between the two, and ran out of the gate without looking back.

Click!

The two executioners finally pulled out their giant axes, turned around without stopping, and chased after Du Mu fiercely.

As soon as he jumped out of the door, Du Mu's pupils shrank suddenly.

In the square, all the corpses on the cross seemed to come to life, struggling and writhing, and the silver-gray iron chains wrapped around the body rattled, loosened and fell one after another, and it seemed that it would not be long before they could get rid of the restraints.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Du Mu couldn't help but curse secretly, didn't dare to delay any longer, quickly chose a direction, and rushed towards the nearest entrance to the right street.

On the way, he took the time to look behind him, but fortunately, the two nightmares called the Executor did not seem to be able to get too far from the church, and after chasing more than ten meters, he gave up the pursuit.

However, on the other hand, during the run, iron chains kept falling from Du Mu's side, and several corpses with free hands even tried to reach out and grab him, but he quickly avoided them.

'Nightmare: The Confessor'

During the wild run, Du Mu took the time to use the combat power detector on the corpse.

Dense data alternately disappears.

'Combat Strength: 45', 'Combat Strength: 42', 'Combat Strength: 40', 'Combat Effectiveness: 39'......

Du Mu's eyelids jumped fiercely, so many nightmare monsters, the weakest one had the same combat power as him, if he was entangled, he would definitely not be able to leave the square alive tonight.

Thinking of this, Du Mu's feet couldn't help but speed up a few more points, and the wind galloped towards the exit.

Thump!

There was a dull sound of something falling to the ground behind him, followed by a crisp sound of chains dragging and dragging, and at this moment, Du Mu was still about twenty meters away from the exit.

Misfortune is not a one-way street, there are also two corpses on the road ahead at this moment who successfully broke free from the restraints, fell from the cross, and got up and walked towards Du Mu slowly, and the chains rattled as they went.

The four gray and shriveled arms stretched out and grabbed it, Du Mu's speed did not decrease, his short body avoided it, and he ran forward with his hands and feet, successfully avoiding the interception of the two corpses.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a dense and piercing sound of air tearing behind him.

Du Mu's scalp was numb in an instant, and when the lightning was hot, he suddenly kicked the ground hard, and the whole person jumped forward and took off, reaching the top of the body in mid-air The moment his body stagnated, the muscles around his body agitated, and he suddenly entered the state of iron.

In the next second, I heard several muffled bangs one after another, and four or five iron chains hit Du Mu's back one after another, and then rebounded back as if poking the steel plate.

Du Mu was also uncomfortable, he spit out a mouthful of blood directly, but his body flew out at an accelerated speed with the force on the chain, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and came to the middle of the street.

After rolling out seven or eight meters without stopping, Du Mu unloaded his strength, stopped his figure, turned around and saw that the confessors still did not give up the pursuit, and persevered to follow the chase into the street.

Seeing this scene, Du Mu couldn't help but have a trace of despair on his face, and just wanted to get up and continue to escape, when there was a sudden trance in front of him, and darkness invaded like a tide, instantly drowning his consciousness.