119. Hall of Flesh

After a dizzying shaking, Esther found himself inside the Grand Temple. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Where he was appeared to be a large hall, the spirit barrier blocking everyone's path was one of the two exits to the hall and the outside world.

By his side, Moragatte was propping up a spell shield to keep everyone inside.

But apparently, this shield of hers was in vain. From where Esther was standing now, to another exit of the hall, the ground, walls, and ceiling were sprayed with large patches of blood, and the severed limbs were scattered throughout the hall like branches broken by a typhoon. Aside from the smell of blood, there was nothing that could threaten their existence.

The decoration of the hall must have been very lavish, as can be seen from the large mosaic frescoes made of precious stones on the four walls and ceiling. But now no one can see the contents of these frescoes, because the massive amount of broken human tissue almost covers the four walls and ceiling of the entire hall.

East never felt uncomfortable with the bloody scenes. In his previous life, there were too many perverted movies to appreciate, which greatly improved his resistance. But the scene in front of him is obviously beyond the psychological capacity of many people. Esther noticed that Elnice's face was quite ugly, and Edith, whom she had personally chosen to bring in, was gulping out what she had eaten in her stomach.

"Get out of here. Esther grabbed Sonya, who was trying to suppress the desire for something to churn upwards in her stomach, and turned off her sense of smell for a while.

With each step, he stepped into a new pool of blood, making Esther feel like he was walking in a sea of blood.

There must have been a considerable number of Green Cross cultists gathered here. Apparently they were planning to assemble in this hall and then rush out to launch a counterattack. But no one thought that Valentina would rush into the Great Temple so quickly, directly into the Cultist's brigade.

It's like an overloaded and speeding ten-wheeled dump truck crashing into a flock of sheep on the road.

The Cultist, who did not know whether he was alive or dead, was suddenly slammed on, and must have tried to fight back against Valentina, but the results were obvious. They all turn into organic waste that pollutes the indoor environment.

Of the six, apart from Easter, the most dynamic is Mora Goat. The imposter showed the caster's strengths and blessed himself with levitation, thus avoiding the pain of wading through pools of blood that did not reach the instep. The rest of the people could only slow down so as not to splash a lot of blood.

With a "bang", an eyeball hidden under a pool of blood was stepped on by Sonya. This became the last straw that overwhelmed Sonya. Sonia couldn't stand the pungent smell of blood and the stench of the scattered internal organs all over the floor, and spat out.

"Damn!" Esther cursed. He felt that his decision to shut down his sense of smell was a brilliant one.

With Sonia on his shoulders, Esther no longer cared about what was beneath the pool of blood, and spread his legs and ran towards the exit of the hall. Cui Aili in the back did the same, and also picked up the black Edithy, and ran forward after Easter.

"Lord Erneth, you come and get out of the way. "Both himself and Cui Aili are carrying people, and Mora Gault plays a female mage with delicate legs. The task of opening the way can only be handed over to another legendary powerhouse in the team, Ernes Flower Language. Although Esther hadn't seen Ernes do it until now, the rough cocoons on her hands showed that she wasn't a spell-casting elf girl.

Ernes nodded, and after a few steps, she overtook Esther and Cui Ali. Her steps were unusually light and swift, and she stepped in a pool of blood, but she didn't stir up much blood.

Valentina was like a steamroller, leaving nothing but mutilated cult remains in her path. Inside this hall, Esther estimated that at least a hundred cultists had been run over by her. I just don't know what method Valentina used to turn so many cultists into pieces in such a short period of time.

At the exit of the hall there are two doors made of magic oak. The door closed tightly, but one of the doors was cut in half, revealing a huge gap. Looking through this gap, there is a long and narrow corridor outside the door. Near the gate, a dozen ice-sculptured human bodies were still pushing the door hard, preventing it from being pushed away from the direction of the hall.

Ernes was the first to jump out of the gap in the door, tiptoe on the shoulder of one of the ice sculptures, and leaped upwards to touch the ceiling of the hallway. Next, Ernes was firmly glued to the ceiling like a gecko, watching warily at the far end of the hallway.

Esther was stunned. Although Ernes has not yet shown her combat prowess, judging by her performance, Esther is almost certain of her profession.

He jumped out of the gap in the gate with Sonia on his shoulder. With amazing bouncing power, Esther jumped straight over the heads of the ice sculptures and landed smoothly on the ground.

"Put me down. Sonia was embarrassed and gently slapped Easter on the back. For the first time, she discovered that this partner, who had been playing with mud since childhood, had such amazing willpower.

Esther was so kind that he immediately placed Sonia on the ground and handed him a handkerchief. Sonia wiped the dirt from the corners of her mouth and folded the handkerchief into the storage belt.

"Elise, then Edith. Cui Aili estimated the distance and realized that she was unlikely to be able to jump over the person like Easter. Instead of crashing into the ice sculptures, let him catch Edith.

"Good. I caught it. Esther smoothly took the Etrith that Cui Aili threw over. According to the human age of no more than twelve years old, the elf girl was pale and haggard, and she knew that she had received a lot of stimulation at a glance. She reluctantly looked up and gave Esther an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you. ”

"Don't say that. Esther touched Edith's little head and pushed her to Sonia next to her.

Esther snorted at Sonia and told her to comfort the little girl.

Sonia was accustomed to naturally hugging Edith, putting her head on her head and rubbing it affectionately.

"Oh. Our Ediths is the bravest. Don't be afraid. In the future, you will definitely be a big hero. Your loved ones are still waiting for you to return and help them defeat the bad guys. ”

I have to say that Sonya's ability to coax little girls is really extraordinary. When Cui Aili followed closely and crossed out, Etrith was already blushing and struggling hard in Sonya's arms.

"Help, Sister Elise. Sister Sonia squeaks me!"

Leaving the place that Esther had named the Hall of Flesh, the unbearable pungent smell dissipated a lot.

"The ventilation system here is quite advanced!" said Istria, who was still blushing and pouting, as she walked down the hallway as if she were taking her mischievous sister for a walk.

Of the six, he was the most laid-back. Cui Ali reassigns the task, and his position is to pick up Ernice who is in the first place with Edit.

Turning into an elf, Esther found that his hearing had been significantly enhanced, and he became a super pervert on the basis of his already perverted nature. It's normal to think about it, after all, those long ears are not decorations. Esther believes that the sensitive ears must have something to do with the fact that the elves' main habitat is the forest, where vision is greatly hindered. In the forest, hearing is far more visible than sight predators and prey moving behind dense hedges.

"Definitely. By this point, the smell of blood was almost gone. Moura Gott, who was at the back of the line, seemed happy with the situation. But there was one problem that made her quite unhappy.

"Where the hell did Valentina go? Also, there isn't a single living person in such a big place?"

These two questions really bother all people. Out of the Hall of Flesh, Valenkina left no trace except for the ice sculptures, as if all the enemies in the building had been slaughtered by her in that hall. On the other hand, the six did not encounter any enemies as they advanced along the corridor.

"How many forks in the road have we crossed?" asked Esther suddenly.

"Four forks, each fifty meters apart, are distributed on both sides of the corridor. Cui Aili immediately replied.

This means that the forks on each side are a hundred meters apart. We've walked here, and we've entered the temple at least two hundred meters. That's the big problem. I circled around the temple. The depth of this temple is not two hundred meters at all. ”

Archbishop Amal lived a very fulfilling life. After happily torturing the twelve servants, Archbishop Amal sent the dying slaves one by one to the test bench.

Science experiments really need inspiration!

The inspiration he had gained from the last time he had failed to die in the Ten Thousand Sources Ancestral Pool had been put to good use in today's experiment.

Seven of the twelve servants, he successfully transformed them into half-finished reverse rakshasas. That's an amazing success rate. In the long years before, he had only made five semi-finished products.

These semi-finished products are his most important experimental results. Although each semi-finished product is not up to the level of a legend, it also has a strength that surpasses that of ordinary high-level products. To this end, he also sent a half-finished product to attack a city guard team that "invaded" the underground area, and easily eliminated them.

This proves that he is on the right path. While the cost of the experiment is huge, the rewards are even greater. Mass-produced high-level force is already a manifestation of a powerful force.

But the problem remains, and that is that the intelligence of these half-finished products is very problematic and can only execute a few simple commands. While they all have similar instincts to beasts, this only makes them better at finding enemies, avoiding powerful enemies, and not getting lost in the intangled paths.

"I still need a real reverse rakshasa. Looking at the animal-like half-finished products that were tied to ropes, Archbishop Amal once again devoted himself to the creation of a genuine reverse rakshasa.