A church that had been in the dust for an unknown amount of time was suddenly pushed open on this day.

Jiang Ningyuan was still walking on the strongest side, holding a spear and vigilantly looking at everything in front of him, while beside him was Zhao Yu.

The two fat men and Xu Lin stood in the middle of the team, supporting the weakest Teucer, while Liu Yong hung at the end of the team.

Beams of flashlight appeared inside the church, dispelling the darkness that shrouded the place, revealing the centuries-old building to the public's attention.

According to Lina, it was the bishopric of the Order, but it was not large compared to the churches they had seen along the way, and neither the exterior nor the interior decoration could be called grand or extravagant.

With an area of just over 500 square meters, this place does not look like a main church, and the interior decoration exudes a simple taste.

Inside this church, apart from the rows of benches, there is nothing left but a huge statue of the demon god, and a wooden table in front of the statue.

"Is this really the main church?"

The fat man swept around with a flashlight, always feeling that this place was not even as grand as the few branch churches they had seen along the way.

The main church of a city and an order, if placed in the Overworld, is definitely the most extensive and luxuriously decorated, as if this is the only way to show the power of the gods.

On the contrary, this place, even compared to other branch churches, seems to have a poor and sour feeling.

After making sure that there was no danger hidden, Jiang Ningyuan walked quickly to the foot of the idol, he just reached out and gently pushed it, and then moved the heavy table in front of him to the side.

Then he raised his spear and slammed it into the ground beneath his feet, and in a cloud of dust and noise, a staircase leading to the darkness appeared in front of them.

"Going underground again?"

While using his ability to clean up the rubble in the passage, the fat man muttered quietly.

He now has a little psychological shadow on all the roads leading to the underground, if it weren't for the underground secret passage, they wouldn't have encountered so many things by mistake, if they hadn't gone underground in that secret room, they would naturally not have come to this weird place.

Although at that time, they were actually no better

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The choice is it, but this does not prevent the fat man from casting a shadow on the tunnel.

Jiang Ningyuan didn't say anything, and walked down the stairs with a flashlight, and the rest of the people only followed behind him.

In fact, even now, they don't have any better choice, whether it is to reach the tower in the future, or if they have any other plans, everyone needs a batch of weapons that are not low-level and truly contain the power of the demon god.

It's not a secondary processed product that only carries a little breath in their hands.

After all, what everyone has to face next is either a sleeping demon god or a strange existence in the city, in addition to their own strength, if they can have a batch of high-level demon god weapons, it will undoubtedly bring them more security.

You must know that a few ordinary weapons with the breath of the demon god can already directly cause fatal damage to some strange existences, so the weapon with the power of the real demon god will inevitably be more powerful.

And the power of the same origin is also a very suitable means for them to face the sleeping demon god.

This time, the crowd walked so low that it was not long, and after about two or three minutes, Jiang Ningyuan led a few people to a stone door.

According to the method told by Linna, he gently fiddled with several stone carvings on the door with his spear, and then the door in front of several people slowly opened with a loud sound.

However, behind this stone door, there was no unexpected treasure light, in the dark space, there were only seven or eight oil lamps, which were lit after the door was opened, and the faint light of the fire could only dispel part of the darkness.

When everyone stepped into this small basement, all they saw was the wall full of murals, and a stone platform in the middle of the basement with a simple iron bowl on it.

"It's a mural again!"

The fat man immediately felt a little pain in his skull, but before he could complain, the tip of his nose suddenly twitched, and then asked with a puzzled face: "Have you smelled it...... A very fragrant and sweet taste? ”

In fact, there was no need for his reminder, everyone also smelled the strange smell that permeated the basement, and it was not uncomfortable to smell, but in addition to the sweetness, the smell also made everyone happy.

It's just that after experiencing a few things that interfere with their emotions, everyone is extra vigilant about this situation, although this pleasure is not negative

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Sentiment.

In the midst of the vigilance, Jiang Ningyuan slowly stepped forward, his eyes constantly swept around, and finally landed on the stone platform in front of him.

To be precise, in an iron bowl on a stone platform, there was a dark red crystal the size of an adult's fist.

It's just a little different from ordinary crystals, this dark red crystal doesn't have any dust on the surface, but it gives people a dull feeling, even under the illumination of the flashlight, there is no lustre.

"What's that?"

Liu Yong glanced at it, and directly gave up thinking about such a tiring act, and chose to believe in his teammates.

Hearing this, Jiang Ningyuan and the others did not answer, but directly hit the flashlight at the surrounding walls, and quickly found the first mural.

A group of people gathered in front of the first mural to take a closer look, which depicted a group of bloody warriors, dragging their tired bodies to a vast plain.

And from the second mural, it is these warriors and their families who build their own cities on this plain.

It wasn't until the eighth mural that the city was finally built, and countless people were cheering and celebrating, even if it was just a painting, Jiang Ningyuan and others seemed to be able to feel the joy of the people in the painting at that moment.

When it came to the ninth mural, the content of the painting suddenly changed, and a majestic figure appeared in the dark space, and under the light of the flames on this person's body, he could see many rocky cliffs around him.

It is not difficult to guess the content of this painting, and it should be the Flame Demon God who came to the underground space where the dungeon is located.

Sure enough, in the tenth mural, the demon god used his divine power to replicate a city that was almost exactly the same as the one on the ground in a space that was not known how deep underground.

The only difference is a 300-meter-high tower that rises in the center of the city.

In the next two murals, there are countless glowing figures entering the underground city from the ground, and these people have lived without worries after coming to the kingdom of the gods that the gods have built for them.

"What is this?"

In front of the last mural, the thirteenth, a question suddenly appeared in everyone's minds.

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