The footsteps soon stopped at the cell door.

Chen Lun saw a tall middle-aged man, surrounded by two guards with torches, blocking the iron door of the prison.

He was followed by Floy, who bowed her head slightly.

The man was dressed in crimson monastic robes, with a short cloak around his neck and elbows, and a rectangular cloth pulled from his chest to his crotch in black with white edges, and he held a tome in his hand.

"That's all?"

The brown-haired middle-aged man frowned, glanced at the situation in the cell, and turned his head to question the two mustachioed guards.

There was a deliberate arrogance in his tone, and there was impatience and anxiety in his tone.

"Yes...... Yes, Brother Wil. ”

"That gang of stilts in Steyelton have found fewer sacrifices every time!

If this damn fat pig had put more of his mind on the will of the church, I would have left this town where birds don't shit! ”

Brother Will was furious, and Chen Lun could even see the spit that he spewed out and flew all over the face of the two mustaches.

The corners of the mustache's eyes twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"He should repent! Kneel in the garden of Lady Rose and confess! ”

Brother Will grew more and more irritable, he seemed to have endured the repression for a long time, and at this moment he exploded.

"Hurry up! Take them to Chamber 7! ”

"Yes, Lord Will."

The mustache immediately walked into the cell with a torch and raised his hand in front of the sacrifices and whistled.

Chen Lun noticed a simple red apple tattooed on the back of his hand, perhaps this was the identity of the church guard.

Whew——!

The whistle seemed to have some magic, and the foolish young men and women smirked and lined up, and walked out of the cell door one by one.

Chen Lun couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene, fortunately he received Floy's warning and didn't eat the apple.

Otherwise, with his pitiful 3 points of willpower, he will definitely not be able to pass the judgment.

In the end, he became a fool who was manipulated and obediently queued up to die.

Boom!!

Chen Lun suddenly felt a huge force and pain, and then the whole person fell to the ground in a posture of eating.

He landed on his face, and the hard slate almost knocked his front teeth.

"His grandma drips! Give me a yin play, right!? ”

Although he didn't stretch out his hand to confirm, Chen Lun was sure that his teeth were loose, and he couldn't help but curse.

The most unbearable thing for him was that the damn church guards never wiped their boots.

The ground is full of cow dung and dog shit brought in by the soles of shoes, and even a thick layer has accumulated!

He resisted the urge to retch, and insisted on playing the trick, keeping a foolish gaze and a smirk.

"Hurry up! You damn shit! ”

Brother Will poured his anger on Chen Lun, who was walking at the back of the line.

He kicked Chen Lun in the stomach twice more in anger, almost kicking Chen Lun's bile out.

"Wait for me......"

Chen Lun gritted his teeth secretly.

He endured the severe pain, got up and continued to follow the team.

Along the way, Chen Lun noticed that the scale of this underground prison was very large, with more than a dozen cells.

But there don't seem to be many people being held inside, and there are even many empty rooms.

This does not mean that the number of people who kill the church is small, on the contrary, it is the fact that there are too many of them that has led to the current situation of "supply exceeds demand".

After a period of twists and turns, Chen Lun's sacrificial team came to the door of a huge basement.

On one side hangs a bloodstained wooden plaque, on which the number "7" can be faintly seen.

Upon entering the basement, the scene inside appears to be very empty.

In addition to the torches hanging from the surrounding walls, there is only a large square altar in the middle.

On the altar is a worn leather notebook.

Three or four guards in fur coats and brimmed hats bowed to Brother Will with torches, and then Brother Will raised his hand and gestured:

"It's time to go."

The mustache nodded and whistled again.

I saw a man at the front of the sacrificial procession walk straight up to the altar, open the leather notebook placed on it, and start reading.

The surroundings were quite silent, except for the faint sound of torches burning, except for the sound of him clattering through his notebook.

But soon, the silence was broken by a painful, loud wail.

"Ahh Ahhh ”

Chen Lun saw that the man seemed to see the most terrifying scene in the world.

He straightened up, covered his eyes with his hands, opened his mouth wide to the point of exaggeration, and screamed loudly.

Then he threw his head back straight and fell, his arched body no longer moving, and he died in a twisted position.

Seeing this, Chen Lun couldn't help but be smart.

"Obediently, reason is cleared directly, and if it is decided, it will die......

What level of [Strange Thing] is this thing? It's not going to be a guy at the level of [Back Sun Bonsai] again!? ”

He wiped his sweat secretly, there were only a few people in the team, and he was about to arrive.

The death of the first man did not make a splash, and the rest of the group was indifferent to the scene, still looking stupid.

Floy only raised her eyelids and looked down, as if she had long been numb.

Brother Will became more and more impatient, and he gestured several times to the mustache to hurry on.

Shout!

The mustache whistled on her fingers, and the next woman stepped forward to flip through her notes.

But not surprisingly, within a few seconds she was like the last sacrifice, screaming and falling to the ground, covering her eyes and dying of pain.

"Ahh Yes! ”

"Ahhh

The young men and women who were in the same room as Chen Lun read the strange leather notebook one by one, and without exception were subjected to a terrible impact that was invisible to outsiders.

The sanity value was cleared, and he died madly on the spot.

There was even a man who was mysteriously polluted and thus lost control.

He was like a seriously ill old man, trembling like a wriggler.

Musculoskeletal bones are like a jigsaw puzzle that has been disrupted.

But instead of dying immediately, he turned into a puddle of wriggling flesh, and even wanted to attack the people next to him.

Fortunately, Brother Will reacted in time, commanding the guards to chop it up with a sword, and then put it in a sack and dragged it away.

Only a puddle of filthy blood was left in place, indicating that what had just happened was not a nightmare that had not happened.

"Damn it! It's useless! Smash the total! ”

Brother Will angrily scolded.

The sacrifice did not go well, and he lost all patience.

The pressure from the church and the priests, as well as the pain of hopelessness to leave, made him manic.

"You!"

Brother Will pointed at Chen Lun, his eyes full of malice.

"It's your turn, last sacrifice!"

He strode up to Chen Lun.

Seeing the latter's stupid look, Hadazi wet the collar of his clothes, and Brother Will couldn't help but cover his nose and lean back in disgust.

"If you fail again, I'll chop you up and bury you in Madame Rose's garden! Got it? ”

Chen Lun smirked and ignored it.

Brother Will also seemed to realize that it was useless to talk to a fool, so he took a deep breath and let the mustache whistle.

Shout!

The whistle sounded in the next second.

Chen Lun's heart suddenly tightened.

What am I going to do!? Want to get your hands dirty?

No way!

"The sanity value can't support me to use the hypnosis necklace continuously, and with my current body, I can't withstand the two swords of the guards, and there is absolutely no possibility of success......"

Run?

It doesn't work either!

"There are several large doors in the underground prison, and they can't be opened without a key, not to mention an unknown number of guards outside, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get out of this basement......"

He resisted the urge to run and slowly lifted his foot.

Then he walked with difficulty towards the altar.

Step by step, the altar gradually enlarges in the line of sight.

The weird leather notebook lay quietly on it, waiting for Chen Lun to open it and flip through it.

And let him die a miserable death like the previous sacrifices!

Chen Lun knew that with his humble 3 points of willpower, he would definitely not be able to withstand the pollution, and there was no possibility of surviving!

He finally picked up his notebook with trembling hands......