Chapter 792: Wedge: Church of Death

The pace is getting faster and faster.

The light was like an eye in the darkness, and the dim color slowly diffused a feminine light source in the darkness, seducing the girl to run towards the depths of the darkness, getting closer and closer, and the light in front of her became brighter and brighter.

It was only when she was approaching that the girl saw clearly.

It was a church.

"This is really weird, I've never heard of a second church around here, every time I go to church with my mother, I go to a church on another street, I can't be mistaken." ”

Because this church is completely different from the appearance, from the geographical location, and even from the surrounding architecture and color.

The black rubble roof, the solemn white wraps around every corner of the wall, and a huge cross stands at the top of the building, as if to pierce the dark curtain.

A small yellow light bulb swayed slowly on the overhanging beam in front of the house, as if deliberately directing the way ahead, and the huge door was hidden, and a faint light shone through the room.

So...... Is there anybody......

The girl bit her lip, the sound of chasing behind her was getting closer and closer, her body's physical strength had reached its limit, and it was a miracle for herself to be able to stand here now, to be able to run parallel to them and run to this church.

Miracles also have a limit, and they cannot be endlessly overflowing.

Although the church in front of her looked a little infiltrating, even a little terrifying, she had no choice, she had no strength, and the drunk behind her was obviously aroused by her own resistance, and chased after her.

Push open the door.

The girl ran into the church.

From the outside, I thought it was a small room, but when I went inside, I realized that there was a church that was much bigger than I thought, and even more than twice the size of the church where I worshiped every Sunday.

Majestic and solemn frescoes cover every corner of the dome, and the seats on either side are empty.

Not far from the high platform.

A huge cross, Jesus was crucified, blessed his followers, and a beam of cold light emanated from the high platform, like a protective cover, enveloping the scope of the high platform, swallowing up the warm light emanating from all around.

Empty.

"Is there anyone!" the girl cried out breathlessly.

But there was no sign of him except his own echo.

Squeak-

As the door of the church was pushed open, the girl turned her head in horror to look at the crowd chasing her, and five drunken men staggered in the direction of the girl, and a fat man smiled obscenely, "Ouch, stinky girl, why don't you run! Run, isn't it quite capable!"

The girl's trembling body slowly retreated, "Don't come! This is the church, this is the Lord's place, you beware of retribution!"

Retribution?

Several drunks looked at each other and laughed, the laughter echoing through the empty frescoes of the church, more of a kind of weirdness and fear.

"Retribution," a tall man laughed playfully, "stinky girl, what you say today, we won't let you go, but I like your character, I like a fierce girl like you, it must be very comfortable to play." ”

The girl bit her lip.

Are you going to die here......