With the eerie singing, the cavern procession approached the ground along a spiraling cliff path.

Everyone in the Qingtian group looked down.

The underworld elements, who had never faced such a situation, were a little overwhelmed by each other's faces, but the weapons in their hands and the ferocity of being the underworld made them not flinch easily.

Smack.

The first barefoot stepped on the ground.

Before the monk, dressed in a crimson robe with a large hood, could stand still when a member of the Aota group pressed forward, the knife in his hand pressed into the other's face, which was hidden in the shadows because of the hanging head.

"Be honest! Where did you come from?! Is there a way out below?! He asked loudly, as the dagger in his hand poked forward menacingly.

Gently poking the tip of the dagger in the opponent's face is his forte.

Most people are poked like this, even if they are only slightly injured, they will be scared to death, and they think that he is a ruthless character who dares to kill. Now that he is using it again, he is very handy.

'Huh? The feeling of fluttering in his hands made him stunned slightly. But he didn't think much about it, but continued to stab forward a few centimeters, according to his years of experience in playing with knives, so that he could stab the other party in the cheek anyway.

And then.

It still feels like I'm empty.

"How dare you hide?!" A wave of anger surged up, especially in this environment where there was no royal law, so that this guy who usually only dared to collect protection money from students and bully passers-by who looked honest poked forward more than ten centimeters away!

And then......

There was still no touch on his hands.

Before he could figure out the situation, the monk standing in front of him raised his head.

A strong sense of fear instantly took over his heart.

"Knives, knives, knives!" He shuddered and tried to explain the situation to his companion, but the inexplicable fear made it impossible for him to control his vocal cords and tongue.

But by this time, more and more monks wearing crimson robes came to the ground, and even without him having to say anything, everyone noticed something unusual.

The monks — they don't have faces.

No, it should be said that ...... They don't have faces, and they should have facial features...... All that remained was a spiral-shaped depression, a dark brown hole that resembled the color of dried flesh.

"Ah——! My hand! My hand! The mafia with the knife suddenly screamed.

Then, under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the companion who forced the knife into the monk's face, but actually put the knife and his finger into the swirling hole in the monk's face, began to be sucked into the hole by some force!

His arm spun around, and his whole body was clumped together in pain......

But all cries for help and struggles are meaningless.

In full view.

His whole body, from his arms, shoulders, to half of his head, to his whole person, was twisted and fell into the hole in the monk's face as if he had been sucked away by a swirling meat grinder!

After a few breaths, all they could see was that one of his feet was still exposed outside the hole, and finally disappeared completely with a 'poof'.

At this time, with the sound of the rubbing of Suosuo's robes around them, everyone turned around stiffly, and found that the monks had completely surrounded them since they didn't know when......

"! Don't come near me! In the face of these terrifying monks, several big men attacked in fear and anger.

However.

All pushing, kicking, and dodging appear sluggish and weak.

These strange monks withstood their attacks as painless as rotten wood, and then grabbed them with their iron pincer-like hands, unable to break free no matter how much the men in the prime of life struggled in the Qingtian group.

Bang——! Bang——! Bang! Bang!!

Someone fired.

But all struggles are doomed to be in vain.

The monk who was shot only shook slightly, and continued to chase after these underworld elements of the Qingtian group.

The momentary commotion quickly subsided.

Eerie singing and endless processions still emanating from the bottomless cavern.

After the monks, a number of graceful women shrouded in white witch costumes emerged from the cave, playing the monotonous ancient instruments, chanting evocative songs, writhing their bodies behind the silent and eerie procession of monks, and dancing a kind of profane dance......

The procession marched around the abyssal sinkhole, and all the prisoners who had not had time to escape were sucked into the strange whirlpool hole that the monks had done with the members of the Qingtian group.

And the old prisoners who had dodged in time, or hid in the caves of the cliffs, quietly watched the team with trepidation.

Until the dawn falls.

They were back in the bottomless cavern, where no one knew where it led.

Meantime.

Luo Shen opened his eyes.

With a perceptual perspective that mortals could not comprehend, Luo Shen felt in his slumber the sacrificial procession held by the monks of Ranruo Temple and those Shinto shrine maidens.

Although he never gave the slightest thought to these so-called "believers".

However, the monks of Lanruo Temple, who were swallowed by him, and the Shinto shrine maidens who gradually came to believe in it two years ago under the leadership of the government and the imperial family, have been somewhat corrupted because of their long-term life in Luo Shen's body.

Thereupon.

The monks of Lanruo Temple were corrupted into this strange form in which their facial features were completely swallowed by the vortex hole. The shrine maidens of the Shinto religion may have been in a short period of time, or for some other reason, but they basically maintained their human appearance from the outward form...... Of course, this is only the "external form".

"It's almost there...... In this case, it may only take another half a year to complete it completely, and then you can leave this world. Luo Shen muttered to himself. The maid who was sent to serve him next to him didn't hear it clearly, and subconsciously let out a "sigh?" ”。

Immediately, the maids in the palace all turned pale.

Luo Shen smiled and said in a crisp childish voice, "Why be afraid? ”

The maids trembled.

can be selected by the Japanese government and the imperial family to serve this evil god, these maids are naturally not random clumsy maids.

In fact.

The selection criteria for these maids are much higher than those for girl groups and idol groups. Almost every maid is a young girl under the age of 25, with a slender figure and a pretty appearance, and her education, conversation, and service skills are also among the best in a hundred.

When they were first sent to Luo Shen's side, they were also full of confidence, and they approached and curryed favor with Luo Shen according to the methods they were good at.

Delicate and lovely, sweet and innocent, mature and charming, intellectual royal sister, gentle and maternal ......

But two years passed in a hurry.

These maids, who originally had various purposes and various interest groups standing behind them, had already extinguished the little calculations in their hearts.

Those who could afford to leave have already been taken away by those behind them.

...... who are here today? Almost all of them are just outcasts of various forces.

An arm-thick tentacle emerged from the ground, picking up the chin of a maid like a human finger, causing it to point its face pale with fear at Roshen.

The beautiful face she had faced for two years, the size of a child of five or six years old, looked at her: "Why are you afraid? The boy asked "innocently".

The crowns of her teeth trembled and kept touching each other, and she could barely speak in the midst of great fear, and her mind went blank.

Finally.

"I'm hungry." The boy said.