"Open the door!"

Number one slammed on the iron door in a hurry.

......

Inside the church, Jammu, who is also a priest, listens to the confessions of the faithful.

"I'm guilty!"

A believer and Father Jia looked at each other through the window, and no one could see anyone, so that people could talk with peace of mind.

"Speak under God's watchful eye!"

Father Jia's voice was calm.

"I killed someone!"

The believer's tone is also calm.

"If you make a mistake once, if you can still realize your mistake, then there is still hope!"

Father Jia comforted.

"Really? I've killed a lot of people!"

The believer asked.

"How many people did you kill?"

There was a hint of curiosity in Father Jia's calm tone.

"Many, there should be dozens? Or more, I'm sorry, I forgot!!"

When believers say these numbers, they don't mean any repentance at all.

"So, you're here to show off?"

Father Jia had a hint of questioning in his tone.

"Yes!"

Believers are a little proud.

The two were silent in front of the window for a moment, and Father Jia sighed, "Actually, I killed quite a few people!"

"So what?"

The believer asked outside the window.

"So, tonight there will be a large number of undead who will resurrect and ask for our lives!"

After Father Jia finished speaking, the outside of the church was already full of corpses.

"Father! Father, evil spirits have surrounded the church!"

At this point, a believer walked up to the side of the confessional priest.

This is Cao Kun, the dogleg of Duanmu Changfeng.

"Well, you come and listen to the confession! I'll take a look!"

Father Jia left the confessional.

Cao Kun leaned his face to the window and saw the faces of the believers.

Yes, the believer is Duanmu Changfeng.

After the two met, they smiled slightly.

At the gate of the church, the door was violently slammed!

Looking at the way the door shook, it seemed that it would not last long.

And there were only two people in the church, a man and a woman.

The man is none other than Wang Lin, who serves as the deputy priest of the church in the play, and belongs to Father Jia's subordinates!

One of the women is Liu Qingqing, who is now dressed as a nun.

The last girl was Tang Wanwan, who had her husband dead.

At this time, Tang Wanwan hid under the icon of Jesus and repented.

"Father, we may not be able to stop it!!"

Wang Lin showed a slight look of panic on his face.

Father Jamu's face was calm.

"Take holy water!"

Father Jia shouted.

Queen Lin went to get a bowl of holy water from under the icon of Jesus.

Jamu chanted a spell in his mouth and then sprinkled holy water on the door.

"Roar~"

Suddenly, there was a scream.

Immediately, there was a sudden silence outside the door.

"Wang Lin, you go to the storage room and get the holy sword!"

"Good!"

Wang Lin went to the storage room at the prompting of Father Jia.

Although one of the purposes was to take the blessed sword, it was actually to open the door for Zhou Yang and the others.

As for Zhou Yang's side, he had already felt the zombies chasing him.

Everyone is waiting for the next actor to open the door.

At this time, the roar of the zombies is getting closer and closer.

"Roar!"

The figure of a zombie appears in the crooked aisle!

Crunch!

Just then, the iron door opened!

"Come in!"

After Wang Lin opened the door, everyone hurriedly entered, and Zhou Yang was still at the back.

I saw him put his hand on the head of the zombie at the front.

Call!

The zombie's seven orifices are starting to smoke!

flame burst,

Engulf zombies in an instant!

Zhou Yang retreated behind the gate.

It will take a while for the fire to burn, and with the heavy iron gate, it should be difficult to break through here.

Wang Lin and Zhou Yang have known each other before, and this is the second cooperation between the two.

Looking at the sword in Wang Lin's hand, Zhou Yang was a little uncomfortable.

The body is repelling the breath conveyed by this sword.

"Let's go, the priest is in the church hall!"

After Wang Lin finished speaking, everyone followed along.

Soon, everyone was in the church hall.

At this time, the church seemed to be very quiet, and Duanmu Changfeng and Cao Kun also arrived here.

"Father, the Holy Sword has been obtained!"

Wang Lin held the holy sword more than a foot long in both hands and bent down respectfully.

Father Jia also showed a pious look when he looked at the holy sword: "Holy sword, please follow me to slay the demon!"

Zhou Yang looked at this holy sword and felt that this holy sword was not simple, it could be said that it was the best existence among all the mid-level curse magic weapons he had ever seen.

No! This may be a high-level curse weapon.

It's just that this kind of holy sword is placed in the storage room at random, and this plot is somewhat flawed.

But when you think about it, the plot is the plot, so why bother with it.

Zhou Yang also noticed Duanmu Changfeng's undisguised greed.

Obviously, he really wanted this holy sword.

Duanmu Changfeng is now facing the threshold of being promoted to a senior actor, and the scripts behind him will definitely become more and more difficult, especially if you have to participate in a senior script and survive in order to be promoted to a senior actor.

However, this difficulty can be imagined, so this holy sword is the key.

Father Jia didn't seem to see Duanmu Changfeng's undisguised greed, solemnly holding the holy sword, and then looking at the church door.

Perhaps the effect of the holy water had failed, and the sound of crashing sounded again outside the gate.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a loud crash, like a crash on everyone's chest.

The gate also began to deform, and through the crack in the gate, it seemed that the hideous faces of those zombies could still be seen.

The amateur Tang Wanwan and the four robbers were already trembling with fright.

Bang!

The door was slammed open, and the zombies poured in instantly.

But the moment I saw the icon of Jesus, the bodies of those zombies began to wither and wither!

The closer the zombie gets to the icon, the faster it withers, and eventually it becomes a dried corpse and loses its ability to move.

He's dead!

There was a slight sigh of relief in everyone's hearts.

But as the zombies grew, the icon of Jesus began to crack!

Zhou Yang saw this and knew that the next moment was the real battle.

If you don't have combat power, it's hard to hold out until dawn.

At this time, nun Liu Qingqing began to chant the sutra, and the friendly incantation was recited, and those manic zombies fell silent.

The vitality of many zombies began to decline, and they gradually lost their original vitality.

Zhou Yang was also shocked when he saw this scene, because Liu Qingqing's strength seemed to have improved again.

"Roar!"

There was another roar outside the church,

A large number of zombies poured in again, like white maggots in the thatched pits in the countryside, dense and clumped!

Liu Qingqing's spell was also completely invalid at this moment.

Zombies are rushing towards everyone!

Father Jia chanted the incantation aloud, and the holy sword, which was more than a foot long, suddenly burst into brilliant light

Just by the light, the skin of those zombies began to burn, and green smoke came out.

The zombie's skin begins to fester, and then a fire ignites on its body!

Dozens of zombies were wiped out!

Inside the church for a moment

There was silence.

And Father Jia's expression is not very good-looking, it seems that the burden of driving the holy sword is not small.

"Roar!"

The zombies outside the house are endless, and Zhou Yang conservatively estimates that there are still thousands of zombies outside, and they will attack them in waves.

Simple and straightforward!

It's up to you to see who makes it to dawn!

A large number of zombies poured into the church again.

At this time, your church is already full of zombie corpses, and the new zombies are also stepping on the corpses of other zombies.

This time, Liu Qingqing and Pastor Jia did not make another big move, but looked at everyone.