Walk through the living room and into the next place that resembles a factory.

Before he could get inside, Mark saw the red light for the warning flashing.

Dead vines were also entwined around the huge lathes.

Unlike the outside, Mark found a lot of broken mechanical guards here, as well as the corpses of some gray-robed people who were most likely [Greedy Cultists].

Whether it's a guard or a cultist, no matter how you look at it, you've been burping for at least a month.

The mechanical guards manipulated by the living brains were crooked, and most of the brains that were the core in strange glass bottles were shriveled. Some were burned to varying degrees, and some looked like they had exploded on their own.

And the corpses of the [greedy] cultists were completely dried up, and even the flies were gone.

Mark began to wonder: has Thiago Mishul been on his knees for a long time? My own workshop was tossed like this, and there was no movement at all?

Here's another question: And who was the one he saw last night? If Thiago is running away, it's not going in the right direction! If this is already a worthless ruin, then what is the mysterious power fluctuation that has just diffused?

Confused, Mark moved on.

Soon, there was no road ahead, as if it were just a warehouse with piles of materials.

However, Mark found another lever and pulled it straight down.

With the slight sound of mechanical gears turning, he found himself standing on a large disc, which along with the loose-leaf door had been turned to the back.

The next moment, Mark realized that he was still too naïve.

He had seen some strange scenes, but it was the first time he had encountered such a non-martial thing.

Right in front of him, an oversized mirror stood facing the entrance where he had entered.

The entrance is so big, no matter what angle you look at, it's impossible to ignore this giant mirror, which is two meters high and five meters wide, and is the size of a middle school blackboard!

He saw a hazy yellow glow, the light was not sacred, and the light came along with the pain, and the pain he felt was as if he had forcibly pulled all his internal organs out of his chest.

That kind of heart-rending pain, he definitely didn't want to encounter it for the second time in his life.

There was a powerful suction force in the weird mirror that he couldn't resist, pulling his whole person into this ominous mirror.

At this moment, his nerves tensed to the extreme.

The crisis of death grabbed his heart, and it was likely that if he made a mistake in the next second, he would overturn and die here infinitely with grievances.

Fight!

When it comes to this, there is no need to worry about any surprises.

Mark fired straight at all - he held the lantern high in his left hand, the dazzling evil light swept away domineeringly, and his right hand gripped the revolver. At the same time, even if it was 'Five-Eight-Thirty-Five', he admitted it, and asked Bison Chick to turn on the concealment ability without affecting his sanity as much as possible.

However, just after he went in as recklessly as a raging bull.

The first thing he saw was a back that was not unfamiliar!

Yo!

Isn't this an armored giant on a train?

Time seemed to stand still.

Mark's side is certainly confused on three sides.

The two inside were equally dumbfounded.

Of course, the first to speak was the armored giant, I don't know if it's an illusion, obviously I thought he was a fierce man before, this surprised to the pitch-changing voice, why does it sound a bit girly?

"Your Excellency the Judge of Light!?"

Mark:???

Opposite side:????

And on the other side, this scene is even more outrageous.

He had already driven his prey to a dead end, and the other party's torn armor everywhere was the best proof of this.

With one more attack, you can take down your prey.

At the most critical moment, a golden glow lit up behind the target.

As soon as this light with obvious bright characteristics appeared, it drove away the yellow light of the surrounding void, domineering and completely announcing its arrival in this temporarily created abnormal space.

In the golden light, he vaguely saw the figure behind the armored giant—a brown round felt hat, a lantern to ward off evil spirits in his left hand, and a revolver engraved with light runes in his right hand, no matter whether the weather was hot or cold, he always wore a leather jacket on his upper body.

This shape is the standard Bright Inquisitor's desk shape!

No wonder the prey surprises!

No wonder the prey is so slow to be caught!

This slut actually found a backup early in the morning, or the most damned judge!?

This mysterious [greedy] priest is simply insane.

After letting his figure disappear into the red mist for a moment, his hysterical screams echoed throughout the mirrored world.

"Why can't you just tie your hands down?"

"Giving everything you have for the great God of Greed is the right thing in the world!"

"[Greedy] desire is the driving force of human progress!"

"Why don't you understand?"

"Why?"

"Why—"

The piercing howl kept echoing in this strange world, setting off the mysterious power of the whole world to boil like porridge.

One human remnant after another appeared around Mark and the Armored Giants.

It felt a bit like an afterimage, but Mark instinctively felt that it was a ghost who had been taken into this world by the [greedy] priest in some way.

One skeleton after another appeared, all of them were bones, but they were dressed in gorgeous suits, some with blooming roses in their mouths, some with large cigars in their mouths, some with peacock feathers stuck in their round hats, and no matter how they were dressed, their female companions were without exception phantoms of the best beauties in a hundred.

One by one, the skeletons danced to the melodious music with the phantom of a beautiful translucent woman, and then made various intimate and unbearable movements......

At the same time, the originally empty ground was covered with countless banknotes, ancient gold and silver coins, and intricate gemstone decorations from various countries.

One after another, the illusions rushed into the spiritual sea of the armored giants and the Mark, testing their mental weaknesses with an unimaginably dense spiritual attack.

There is not only endless temptation, but also the fear of losing everything.

Mark felt his vision split in half.

The first half of the horizon is a gorgeous and warm world with ecstasy.

The lower half of the horizon is like falling into the dark side of a bustling city.

In a rotten house full of holes, Mark was alone in the cold wind blowing in from the holes and crevices.

The house was surrounded by walls, with no food and nothing to keep warm.

The flowery scene in the first half is incompatible with the difficult self.

The whole world is moving away from itself.

What is the meaning of my life?

As......

Just as he was about to start, Mark felt his right arm sink, and then an exaggerated explosion sounded in his right ear.

"Bang!"

Is that...... Gunshot!

Mark Horan came back to his senses.

In front of him, the silver armor on the back of the armored giant was as smooth as a mirror, clearly reflecting Mark's condition, and a flashing bullet was in an abnormal distorted state, being bound by several spirit wires, hovering less than a centimeter outside his right temple.

A burning pain came from Mark's entire right cheek.

Even though Minnie intervened on her own at the critical moment and helped him stop the bullet, the burst of holy light still had a considerable burning effect on his skin.

Mark was stunned, if it weren't for Miss Doll's move, most of the corpses reflected on the armor at this moment were a corpse that was constantly spewing out brains and falling soft.

He immediately realized that he had underestimated the priest of great sin!

At this time, Mark didn't realize that it was not only him, but in fact, his opponent had also made a serious mistake - Mark's inquisitor appearance really scared the other party.

This leads to a ridiculous and fatal miscalculation: who is more cost-effective to clean up a mechanic craftsman who is about to be overthrown or an Inquisitor with the power to deal with cultists and cultists?

The answer, of course, is to bring down the armored giants first!

This caused the [Greedy] Priest to put most of the power of the psychic attack on the armored giant, and the attack on Mark was only incidental, more of a diversion effect.

In fact, Mark was already kneeling, and without Minnie's move, he was dead.

But Mark's early soberness gave him a chance to save the armored giant.

At this moment, the armored giant raised his golden long-handled war hammer in the air, and was about to smash his head with a hammer......

Mark held a lamp in his hand and shot a bright white light, focusing on the back of the giant's head, and by the way, his right hand shot the back of the giant's heavy right hand armor.

"Bang!"

"Ahh

This hammer was smashed down, and it was finally smashed.

The huge hammer head smashed into his left shoulder armor, and suddenly smashed an exaggerated depression the size of a basin, making his already tattered armor smell like it was worse.

To dodge is to dodge!

When the Greedy Priest was unable to take out the two with a spiritual invasion, his end came.

"There!" As the lantern lit up, the turbid yellow mist quickly dissipated into the horizon, creating a wide passageway.

Originally, the [greedy] priest still had a chance to escape.

Just as he was about to perform some mysterious magic, a hoarse female voice came from behind him for no apparent reason.

"Would you like to ...... Dance with me? ”