"Venasson, after the last lesson, we have to be careful, we have to be careful." Joseph pulled out an old-fashioned musket pistol from his bosom, the barrel of which was noticeably longer and thicker, and was inscribed with strange patterns.

"Okay." Venason nodded quietly, not daring to be reckless.

After the others were in place, Joseph walked lightly to the third floor.

"This is it!" Venason pointed to the rusty iron door, and as he spoke, he snapped his fingers and turned on his vision.

In this state, his inspiration has been improved, and he only feels that behind that door, there are hidden horrors that no one knows.

Joseph bowed his head slightly, stepped forward, and pulled the rope that connected the bell in the room.

Jingle Bell!

The crisp and pleasant sound of wind chimes echoed in the room, breaking the cold silence of winter, and they waited patiently for a few minutes, but they never heard the footsteps of someone coming to open the door, not the slightest sound.

"No one?" Vinason asked.

Before he could finish speaking, he immediately looked at the captain, and saw that the captain was looking down at his feet.

Joseph's expression became unusually serious and solemn, and suddenly he saw puddles of liquid gushing out of the cracks under the main entrance, like a peaceful lake covered with a light veil of mist in the snow.

"Captain, there is a spirit overflowing, a spirit full of malice is overflowing!"

Frank stayed in mid-air, next to Seal 2-086, and shouted in a spiritually wrapped voice, and then the water under his feet quickly dyed red from a faint crimson to blood, to the extreme, and began to squirm.

"Nightmare." Joseph whispered in Old Hermes.

Shadows like black draperies poured out from under Joseph's feet, enveloping Venason in an instant, and the next second the shadows dispersed, and they reappeared on the handrail in the corridor behind them.

Thanks to the mathematician's ability to calculate balance, Venason did not have a problem with balance, and now for him, even if he walks a tightrope, he can walk on the ground.

At this time, Ollie Bazaar also turned on his own spiritual vision, and after careful observation, he said:

"There was no one in there, but there was life."

"The tide of desire itself is a collection of many evil thoughts, desires, and gluttony, which have been polluted by desire attached to this door, and will be contaminated when touched." Captain Joseph spoke, he didn't turn on his vision, and he could tell the source of the liquid, even the name, with his naked eyes alone.

"Vinason, let's go in."

With that, Joseph raised his strangely shaped pistol and shot it directly at the door lock as he usually does at the firearms training ground.

With a "boom", the bullet hit the iron door correctly, not only the surrounding iron filings shattered, but even half of the wall collapsed, and the broken bricks fell to the ground.

The crimson liquid, gone, evaporated by the bullets!

Venason watched the skillful shooting action, only to feel that some invisible sealing environment disappeared in an instant, and immediately after, he smelled a strong stench.

"It's not the smell of corpses, rotting corpses can't emit this kind of smell, cover your mouth and nose quickly to avoid being contaminated." Xin said quickly.

"No, this pollution won't hurt you."

Before the words could be spoken, Joseph turned into a black shadow and instantly invaded the room, except for Frank, who was floating in mid-air, Venason and the others followed closely and rushed into the room.

The first thing that caught their eye was a fireplace, and in the cold winter weather, there was an abnormal chill in the fireplace.

In front of the fireplace, a cross nearly 2 meters long was erected, on which a naked woman with long wavy blond hair was nailed, with her head hanging low to her chest.

Her whole body had grown a lot abnormally, and her skin was black and green, especially her abdomen, which was swollen to the point of shining, as if a cow had been stuffed into it, and at the slightest touch, it would burst open, spewing out rotten intestines and pancreas.

In her ears, nose, eyes, and mouth, large, fat maggots and parasites were crawling in and out, like termite colonies, clustered around a mass of rotting rotten flesh.

"It's Sanghana!"

Venason looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, the lively and romantic lady, the figure appeared in front of him again, but now the reality has become a corpse.

Vomit! Vomit!

Venason crouched there and began to vomit uncontrollably, not unaccustomedly, but a physiological stress response after seeing someone he knew.

At this moment, a small glass bottle that resembled snuff appeared in front of his eyes.

The smell of rose petals, mint leaves, rosemary and other mixed scents quickly stopped Vinason's vomiting and lifted his whole body a little.

The strong stench still lingered all around, but he no longer felt sick to his stomach, and he was already in the state of a night watchman.

"Thank you."

"It's good to get used to it, people you know appear in front of you in the form of corpses, and there will always be a similar emergency response." Ollie Bazar said lightly.

And just as Ollie Bazaar was helping Venason up, Joseph had already pointed his gun at Ms. Sanghna, who was crucified in front of him.

"Captain!"

Vinason was taken aback by the captain's movements.

Before he could stop it, Joseph turned his head and made a "forbidden" gesture to the crowd.

His gray eyes were extremely deep, and he replied in a deep voice without hurry:

"No matter how the living form exists, it always has the characteristics of being alive, the room is very small, but it is only 30 square meters, and there is no one else here, so it can be seen that it is ...... She is alive! ”

The room suddenly became quiet, and after a few seconds, an indescribable, terrifying smell of contemplation came to my face.

"Live... Alive? ”

Xin stood aside, and his tone became a little strange.

Venason was also startled, he closed his eyes suddenly, and the spirit erupted, and the more he probed, the more solemn his brow became, and a trickle of liquid was spreading from the root of the cross.

"Strictly speaking, it's a disguise, a corpse with the characteristics of being alive."

As the elder brother, Ollie poured a drop of hydrosol from the clear glass bottle, and flicked his fingers towards the liquid that spread little by little, and the two fused together, and instantly burst into a crackling sound, and countless worms the size of thumbs and shaped like sexual organs appeared.

"I think you should be able to understand human language, how long are you going to disguise yourself?" Joseph turned up the corners of his mouth, and the trigger of the pistol in his hand was slowly flicked.

The crimson liquid flowed down the cross again, this time at a faster pace, spreading around the corner, as if forming a circle that wrapped several people together.

"I'd advise you not to act rashly, you know, this thing is useless to us."

Joseph said in a mellow voice, he didn't care about the flow of these liquids at all, and now with the spiritual blessing of the swap cards, it can be said that under the demigods, all pollution will be hidden.

"Giggle......

As soon as Joseph finished speaking, a tooth-aching giggle suddenly sounded, and the next second, the crucified corpse began to squirm uncontrollably......