There was no wind, no music, no sound, and there was an eerie silence in the backstage of the entire theater.

Vivien melted her body into the shadows, quickly weaving through the shadows in all corners of the background.

As a backstage, it is certainly impossible to have the ornate decoration and furnishings in the theater box.

However, Vivien not only felt the smell of dust in the corners of the backstage, but also smelled the smell of freshly painted paint in the props area, which made Vivien frown.

There was nothing special until she touched the front of the actor's preparation room, when a faint aura caught her attention.

An excellent punisher of the night, definitely an expert in dealing with souls.

Even for the Chaos Spirits who have been polluted and displaced from the realm of order, the Punisher has the ability to extract fragments of souls from the chaotic soul and read useful fragments of memory.

Vivien didn't come closer, but stepped back a long way, shooting a silver arrow the size of her little finger from a distance of forty meters. As soon as the arrow with the special spiritual material touched the cluster of spiritual light, it immediately reflected a fragment like a water curtain projection.

"Yo, young man, your actor card is beautiful, can you give it to me?" In the corridor directly in front of the preparation room, a handsome woman in a delicate white dress was standing quietly, smiling, speaking in the direction of Vivien.

Following the woman's line of sight, Vivien was surprised to see a well-dressed woman on the other side—a heroic young man and, crucially, a punisher of the Church of Light and Night.

As soon as the originally high-spirited punisher was asked, his eyes immediately lost their brightness, and his pupils showed a sluggishness and numbness.

In the next moment, a hesitant female voice came from the man's side: "You are [Violet of Anaxia]!?" ”

Just now another projection appeared next to the Punisher, a blonde girl in a white priest's robe.

That's the emblem, it's the people of the Church of Wealth.

The blonde girl had a look of fear on her face, and she stepped backwards.

She tried to pull the Punisher along, but the Punisher's body tilted as she tugged until it fell to the ground like a wooden carving.

"No...... Help—" The priestess of the Church of Fortune immediately turned in horror and fled.

In an emergency, she didn't forget to spill a bunch of charms or arcane props or something, attracting the attention of other beings.

She had just run away for about ten steps, and she was only two or three steps away from the backstage door of Weiwei Anlai.

Another strange figure appeared, his face could not be seen clearly, and he knew that it was a man by the outline of his body, so he walked quietly to the middle of the road, carrying a half-dead figure, blocking the priestess's last retreat.

More ominous shadows surrounded him.

"Ahhh

Seeing this, Vivien was so shocked that every inch of skin on her body got goosebumps.

In the remnants of the soul, the scene of how the priestess was devoured by dozens of evil spirits that suddenly pounced out and turned into soul residue is being reproduced in reality.

"Give me the character card!"

"Supporting roles are OK too!"

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled! ”

Obviously, these evil spirits dressed in various equipment once had a similar identity - the chosen ones of the Blood Moon Baptism!

No one knows why they have become like this, even their souls are bound to this strange place.

The sharp-eyed Vivien even caught a glimpse of the Priestess of Fortune in the picture of the remnant of her soul, and now she no longer has a beautiful and moving appearance, just an evil spirit with shriveled skin and even the soul essence has been absorbed.

Vivien had no desire to fight at all, and if it were one or two, she might be confident that she would be ready to clean up the other party. If there were dozens of evil spirits in Sequence 7 before her death, if she didn't run, she would definitely end up exactly like that priestess.

The only difference from the priestess was that Vivien had more space and time to escape from these evil spirits.

Without looking back, she turned into a black streamer, and retreated to the stage just now after a few ups and downs.

Unexpectedly, the evil spirits seem to be bound by some mysterious force and cannot leave the backstage. An evil spirit simply shines on the aftermath of the seemingly natural light on the stage, and one of his arms dissolves into nothingness.

Vivien returns to the stage and is surprised to find that the two newspaper readers are not there.

For a moment, she almost thought she had been abandoned by the bastard newspaper reader.

She immediately caught a glimpse of a low table in the middle of the stage, on which was pressed a note from a piece of wood, which read, "If you come back and find that we are not there, we will go to the VIP room to explore." Be careful! ”

Vivien was dumbfounded.

She had scolded the newspaper bastard more than once in her heart, and when it came to the end, she was surprised to find that this bastard was not unreliable in such a fucking place.

It seems that he deliberately left traces of chasing her.

The Thunder Giant's storm element was not concealed at all, and in the spiritual power vision, a path that was contaminated with a faint wind element everywhere was clearly visible in front of him......

On the other side, Mark walked off the stage under Conrad's way and walked towards the VIP room.

As soon as they entered the side door, they were dumbfounded.

It wasn't a cloister at all, and they found themselves standing in a huge palace that was gorgeous and exquisite, and everything around them had a warm tone, but with a strong sense of coldness.

At the foot are blocks of two-meter-by-two-meter, smooth as a mirror, elegant and elegant marble square floor tiles.

On the walls on both sides of the main hall, as well as on the ceiling, there are huge candlesticks, which are composed of hundreds of candles, like a grand champagne tower, and there are strange white and gold candles blooming on it, which looks brilliant and gorgeous from a distance.

In the center of the main hall is a soft, bright red carpet that is as soft as velvet when stepped on.

Every other red carpet has an opening to the right, and the connecting staircase extends to the sky garden on the second floor.

Each of the small sky gardens has a different theme, probably ...... It has something to do with the emblems on the doors of the huge ones.

Some of the emblems Mark didn't recognize, but he at least recognized the twin doors of the goddess of light and night.

Even though the relationship between the two goddesses is so close, the color of their gate is typically one gold and one black, and there are intricate carvings and reliefs on both sides, but the pattern is completely symmetrical, the difference is only the color.

Originally, seeing this posture, Mark should have been happy. His relationship with the Church of Light and Night is disconnected, and no matter how much he has incense.

The bad thing is that this hall is empty.

The lower level of the private rooms used by the major churches are some special low-level private rooms.

Mark didn't know who it was for, but he could only determine from the fact that the size of the private room was smaller, and his status was definitely not as good as that of the second floor.

At the door of the private room on the first floor, there are huge oil paintings, and it is very strange that the edges and corners of the paintings have various patterns, birds and flowers, or battle scenes, etc., but the place where there should be a god or a human statue in the middle is blank.

It's either vague or blank!

Not only was there no one in the main hall, but there was no trace of spiritual quality, and the air was so pure that it was terrifying.

"My lord? What's wrong? Conrad asked in a low voice.

Mark made a silent gesture and threw the dice without hesitation.

【4】！

Mark's eyes narrowed.

It's not a desperate situation, it's better than a desperate situation.

"Retreat!" With a light sound, the two of them returned the same way with a quick but unhurried step, almost stepping on the footprints of their own entry.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out of the corridor, he met Vivien, who was hurrying in, and the punisher didn't even hide his figure.

"You ......"

"Huh?"

From each other's faces, they saw the same surprise.

Vivien simply said, "I may have met the chosen one who used to sit in the chair." In the form of an evil spirit. ”

Unexpectedly, Mark looked relieved: "At least, you have a breakthrough over there." ”

"Huh?" Vivien's eyes widened.

Mark poked the back of his right index finger in the direction of the hallway: "I saw the private room reserved for the gods. It's not a tomb of a god, it's like a tomb of a god. Anyway, it's not for newcomers like us who are qualified to peep. ”

Miss Punisher was speechless, she had to admit that compared to her side, this side was really not an order of magnitude. Even the newspaper man almost hit his head to death.

They didn't know that at this moment, the outside world was frying.