Then they saw that the carpet in the hallway, the fireplace, the corner, and the wooden window were covered with blood-colored, viscous, densely wriggling liquid.

Sangna's head was stripped from the cross and hung in the air, connected to the ceiling by a wriggling liquid, and a thick, dark male organ protruded from her neck, and a pair of eyes opened in the epidermis of the organ, cold, unkept.

With a pop, the gray-white flames in the fireplace ignited on their own, but the temperature grew colder and colder.

"Little Venason, oh, you're back from college?" Sangna's swollen and blue face smiled brightly, and as soon as she opened her mouth, Venason saw a viscous, blood-colored liquid flowing from it, and maggots crawling in and out.

And at this moment, Venason only felt that something illusory was shattered in front of him, it was the smell of darkness, the smell of nightmares.

Immediately afterwards, Sangana's puffy cheeks suddenly froze, and her eyes flashed with a dark light, firmly locking on Joseph on the side, and her expression became terrifying, and her body kept trembling:

"What are you arranging?"

"No, it's useless, I can sense it, you're in my room, setting things up!"

"Little Venason, did you bring him? Quick, let him out, you all get me out. ”

The blood-colored viscous liquid that covered the ceiling, floor, and walls began to wriggle violently, forming a spider-like twisted thing that lay down from it, like a giant's slap, trying to hold Venason and the others together, while Sangna's head became extremely split, and tentacles wrapped around the male organs around the neck, squirming and crawling out little by little.

Instead of pulling the revolver from the pouch under his armpit, Venason reached into the pocket of his coat, intending to use the Goddess Qiongyu brand.

Just as his spiritual power erupted and the Qiongyu Goddess card was thrown out, suddenly, he saw that everything had calmed down again.

The bloody, viscous cobwebs of liquid paused in mid-air, and everything was as peaceful as a deep pool.

Sangena, who was vaguely recognizable in human form, lost her indifferent, hateful, and murderous expression, and became sluggish, numb, and motionless.

It's like a one-to-one replica of a deformed decoration.

At some point, Joseph had thrown a silver-white charm and attached it to the cross, dipped in the blood-colored viscous liquid.

The temperature in the fireplace began to slowly warm up, and the tentacles that poured out of Sangana's forehead and neck began to slowly close and droop, as if she lacked the desire and strength to squirm again.

This is an upgraded version of the pacification charm blessed by Sleep and Crimson, the requiem charm, which has a miraculous effect on those who have lost control, and can be said to be specially designed to appease the unyielding soul full of resentment.

"No one who has lost control can escape the appeasement of the requiem charm unless she reaches that level."

Seeing Sangna, who had succeeded in pacifying him, Joseph instantly drew his gun and aimed it at the opponent's head.

At this time, Sangana's face showed a look of extreme fear and struggle, twisting the wriggling tentacles under her neck, and the strong desire to survive actually accelerated the effect of the requiem charm.

"Her depravity has worsened."

The crucified body began to writhe non-stop, and the bulging lower abdomen became more and more **, like a balloon that could not be bigger, although it had lost the skin texture that humans should have, but the wrinkles on the epidermis were so deep, like a pair of small hands scratching in the stomach.

"Don't, don't kill me, I'm just a woman, a poor woman who lost her fiancé......"

"Please, don't kill me, what the hell did I do wrong......"

"Little Venason, you can help me say a word, remember when I gave you candy to eat? Remember when I was with your sister discussing machinery and steam? Remember when I tutored you with your homework last year? ”

……

A sound like rotten wood, a dry and hoarse pleading drilled into everyone's ears, making his hand holding the Qiongyu goddess card tremble obviously, if his sister Erin was present, he really didn't know how to choose this moment, his mind was thinking, struggling, making him feel that the Qiongyu goddess card was so difficult to throw out.

"In school, your teachers should have taught you not to listen to the nonsense of people who are out of control, they will only deceive you." After Joseph finished speaking, he pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang!

Two red crimson bullets flew out, one after the other, into Sangna's head.

Venason saw a ring of skulls flying above the desperate face, and saw a large number of maggots shattered and splashed out in all directions.

The viscous blood-colored liquid around him seemed to have lost its gravity, crackling and falling like raindrops, and under the shadow of Joseph, everyone was not contaminated at all, except for Venasson, who fell silent.

He watched in silence, watching Sangena's flowering head eventually turn into a mass of rotten flesh, and seeing maggots crawling and gnawing at the brains in the flesh.

He felt that it was like a dream, and he couldn't believe that this kind of thing could happen to someone he knew, so it happened without warning, and it ended decisively and quickly, and even the seal 2-086 that had been arranged in the first place ended before he had time to use it.

Mu Ran looked at the two steps forward wordlessly, "Captain, can I take her body and bury it in the Raphael Cemetery?" ”

Joseph, dressed in a black coat, looked at the puddle of "corpses" in front of him, sighed, and then said in a deep voice:

"I'm afraid not, she's just a shell, and the Lord is in her belly."

Then he saw the captain Joseph, as well as Xin and Ollie at the same time, in horror, draw their pistols again and charge straight at them.

Venason was stunned for a moment, his head buzzing suddenly, and he felt a burning pain in his shoulder.

Warm blood oozed from his clothes, dripping down little by little, and through the mirror opposite, Venason saw a small hole in his shoulder, like a chopstick.

The crucified corpse had been twisted to the extreme, and the striking bulging lower abdomen had stretched out a small hand holding the coffin nail.

Very close to the heart, this coffin nail was originally intended to pierce his heart!

Venason stood statuesque-like in place, cold sweat forming on his forehead in pain.

Suddenly, he understood one thing, that is, it was not that he had time to dodge just now, but that the other party's malice escaped from the detection of inspiration, and thus launched an attack, and he was able to do it to such an extent, which can only mean one thing, this little hand hidden in his stomach is a demigod!

"Frank!"

Joseph shouted, and the three of them pulled the trigger at the same time, using the barrage of bullets to cover Venason, but the moment the crimson bullet touched the belly, it was twisted into powder by an invisible force.

"Damn, he's a demigod."

Before he had time to deal with his injured shoulder, Venason subconsciously put two hands into his pockets, one holding the "Goddess Qiongyu card" and the other holding the "bronze monocle" given to him by Avril.

Different Qiongyu goddess cards seemed to have different powers attached to them, and he was keenly aware that the pain of the former had quickly disappeared, and it seemed to be being healed by an invisible force.

With the help of this feeling, Venason entered a semi-meditative state, got rid of the panicked emotion, mobilized his spiritual power, and threw out the Qiongyu goddess card.

Clang! Bang Bang!

Originally, Venason thought that according to the power of the Goddess Qiongyu card, he could at least injure the other party, but he never thought that he would underestimate the power of the demigods, but after the card flew to the opponent's side, it made two metallic collision sounds, and the card was inserted diagonally on the floor.

"Are you going to kill me again?"

"Little Venathan, do you want to kill me?"

"You're all going to die!"

The hand holding the nail of the coffin stretched out in the stomach kept shaking, and the vicious words came out of it, and slowly, another cut was made on the stomach, and the human head poked out of it, and it was an extremely old human face, with a few teeth left.

"What the hell is this, so ugly?"

After Xin saw this funny scene, he couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth, but after the other party exuded an unprecedentedly powerful sense of oppression, his expression froze on his face little by little, and his smile was quite stiff.

The aging face suddenly chuckled:

"Did I just wait for the Night's Watch to come? And the Sun Crusaders and other clergy of the Orthodox Church are not there? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone present gasped, originally thinking that he was out of control, but now looking at his appearance and listening to his tone, it is obvious that he is waiting for the official clergy to take the initiative to arrive.

It turned out that he was hunting......