Qin Yao entered invisibly at this time, the part that the referee opened to the public.

It is dark and depressing, but not quiet, because there are two or three hundred tourists squatting on the ground, and being pointed at by several demons with guns. In fact, there is no gun that can suppress these two or three hundred people, but isn't this because there is a gun that can more intimidate ordinary people?

The ground was crowded. In order to ensure that no one was touched, Qin Yao simply made a spell of the word "名" and passed the hostages and the demon guards, and flew directly from the air to a small door opposite. Kong Weisi said that according to Enrique's remaining memories, the place where the referee was really important, and the place where the Longwei Sac was hiding was behind this small door.

But if Qin Yao opened this door directly, would the demon guards not see it? Inexplicably, everyone would think there was a ghost, so it would be difficult to deal with this door.

Moreover, the door is locked inside and cannot be opened by people outside.

Thinking of this, Qin Yao quietly released Bai Jiahei and let the little guy get in through the crack in the door. When he opened the door from inside, he was just a door bolt, which was already familiar to Bai Jiahei.

Even though he heard that the door bolt inside had been opened, Qin Yao did not open the door without authorization. Because several demons always faced the small door, the time was not right.

You must be patient. Qin Yao asked Bai Jiahei to drill out again, drilled through the crack of the human to reach the most favorable place at the gate, and suddenly squatted a tourist who was holding his head and squatting on the ground. While the hostage was lying forward, Bai Jiahei arched over the person in front again, creating a domino-like effect, and lying down several times in a row.

So the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and all the demon guards had to devote all their energy to that area, shouting and shouting. But what they couldn't see was that Bai Jiahei had already slipped like a big mouse.

While these demons were not paying attention to their backs, Qin Yao quickly opened the iron door that had been opened, squeezed in, and immediately closed the small door, and then inserted the door bolt. Of course, Bai Jiahei's small body didn't matter, and he just squeezed in from under the crack again.

Outside the small gate, after several people were overturned, the situation gradually returned to calm. Of course, the two people who were overturned by Bai Jiahei, as the perpetrators who made everyone "false alarm", must have been kicked twice by those demons. Who made these two guys look fat and have a vulgar temperament? Bai Jiahei, the tiger girl, disliked her.

...

"Boss, I think you are using me as a mouse."

"Don't belittle yourself, there is no such capable mouse."

"So...wait, I think I smelled bloody smell, it was very heavy, and some were very fresh."

Qin Yao: "Not it? The judgment function of the referee has long disappeared. Did the demons arrest someone and interrogate them here?"

While communicating, we walked forward carefully. This narrow alley circled downward. Although it was two or three hundred meters long, it kept circling around, so the vertical distance was not far.

Since this long passage generally hovers downward, the current horizontal height should be dozens of meters lower than the Pope Palace. In other words, the underground facilities of the Inquisition are below the Pope Palace, and it is estimated that they were built thousands of years ago based on the terrain of the cave.

While walking through this long passage, Qin Yao passed by the two sergeants who were guarding the door. Anyway, the other party could not see his invisibility. These sergeants who participated in the defense were the original Divine Cult monks who later rebelled and surrendered to the demons.

If it weren't for the need to remain hidden, Qin Yao really wanted to punch these bastards one by one.

Until I reached the end of this alley, an iron door that had not been closed appeared in front of me, just like the one I had just entered. I guess I felt that it was absolutely confidential here, so this door was directly open.

When Qin Yao looked over, he knew why there was a bloody smell - mom, all the torture instruments in the magistrate were re-activated!

The torture instruments and locked each of the "criminals" and were tortured. Qin Yao could not recognize these people. In fact, most of them were resistance factions that the Divine Cult refused to surrender, and there was even a cardinal-level figure. There were also some survivors captured by the outside world, with a small number.

Overall, more than a dozen people were caught and tortured, and they were basically dying. Moreover, since the Divine Cult has made these torture instruments, they basically have the functions of suppressing blood and blocking spells, so those weak tribes are even more difficult to resist.

In fact, Qin Yao also realized that the so-called interrogation here is nonsense - professional interrogation will definitely separate the prisoners from being sacrificed, so how can there be such collective detention and torture? To put it bluntly, as long as you are imprisoned and tortured, no matter what the current demon clan or the previous divine sect, you have no intention of interrogating anything, it is just torture.

It feels that the thousand-year history of the Divine Church is very dark. Compared with this, the Holy Church is really much more righteous and open.

However, now is not the time to consider these things. Qin Yao needs to care that his hidden mantra is about to expire. And in this spacious and open environment, once it fails, there will be no way to hide.

If there is a fight, Qin Yao is not afraid. He feels that there are not many people who can fight too much. But in that case, it will be difficult to find the Dragon Gas Sac.

The use of the hidden character mantra just now consumed nine hundred points of his mind, and the use of the imperial character mantra consumed another four hundred. It seemed to consume a lot, but Qin Yao replenished it very quickly.

Not just because you hold the magic core in your hand, the key is that you can constantly collect one stream of thought power and contribution-

"The power of anger +58!"

"The power of anger +23!"

"The power of love +52!"

"The power of anger +..."

“…”

Obviously, the demons were unable to find Qin Yao, and they became more and more angry, and a stream of thought burst out. But the question is, what is the soul of love? Is it Kong Zaiyu's worry? I got goosebumps all over.

So in this case, Qin Yao is almost lacking in mental power. He even has a big killer move, and it is estimated that in the end he will make up for him.

In short, if he continues to use the hidden mantra, and the magic core in his palm is constantly replenishing, it will be basically sustainable.

This time I gritted my teeth and brought a fifteen-minute package. I consumed more than a thousand mind power at once and was empty again. But it was already good. It would be even more unimaginable if Professor Lin helped him repaint it.

So he calmed down, and Qin Yao followed Enrique's remaining memories and walked towards a door opposite the punishment hall. Another door was another, inside it was a huge hall, as if the dragon stomach sac was inside. But this was the last memory left by Enrique's remnant soul at that time, and no one could find anything else - if Kong Weisi said that there was no reservation.

At this moment, Qin Yao noticed a dying survivor hanging on a gallow in the corner of the hall. This is a survivor waiting for the true family, and a middle- and high-level member of the Divine Cult. Now he only has his last breath.

The one who executed him was his former colleague, but now he has defected to a black-robed bishop of the demon clan.

Qin Yao couldn't understand what the black-robed bishop said, so he saw him take out a copper pot, cut the wrist of his former colleague on the gallows, and poured out all the blood shed.

Blood extraction? What is this?

After a while, the blood was almost completely discharged, and the clan on the gallows died. The black-robed bishop immediately closed the pot of blood and even stuck a strange spell on the mouth of the pot. As for the corpse on the gallows, it was untied and carried to a passage on the right. As for where the passage leads to, Qin Yao didn't know, anyway, he was concerned about the hall opposite.

By chance, the black-robed bishop took the blood just now and walked towards the hall. Qin Yao quietly followed him, and when the protagonist opened the door, he flashed and sneaked in. The black-robed bishop placed the blood-filled copper pot on the table beside him, and then turned back and closed the door, otherwise Qin Yao would have difficulty in coming in.

When Qin Yao saw the magnificent hall inside, he was shocked. He didn't expect that in such a dark place, even the area built by the cave, there was such a magnificent huge palace!

It is as big as a basketball court, with a throne-like facility directly in front of it, and two rows of chairs on both sides.

The dome is about ten meters high, and the stories in myths and legends are drawn on it, but with the passage of time, it appears a little mottled. The walls on both sides are also covered with various religious paintings, or exquisite sculptures. More than a dozen huge pillars embracing two people support the dome, and the reliefs on the columns show the patterns of giant beasts. Some exist in reality, while others are purely strange beasts that are only rumored.

What a good judge, don’t you be your judicial institution, but instead build such a huge place of pleasure below?

What Qin Yao even more incomprehensible is that what kind of evil things are being engaged in here?

I saw a demon clan with a seemingly high status sitting on the throne opposite the main seat in red. Several clerks from the divine religion were using some strange techniques to bake a copper pot with something like a stove - the kind of copper pot that the black robe bishop had just filled blood.

As for baking, it is an approximate statement. In fact, there is no fire below, only three magic cores placed in triangles. Several faculty members cast special spells, so the magic core is becoming transparent at a slow speed, indicating that the energy in the magic core is gradually depleting.

At the same time, the blood in the copper pot seemed to boil. The sound of rolling away was heard, and the boiling breath seemed to hit the lid of the pot. It was just that there was a kind of talisman that suppressed the sticking, so it failed to break away.

What kind of mess is this? Qin Yao rubbed his nose and felt that the smell of blood made his nose feel very uncomfortable.

Finally, the strange process seemed to end, and the blood in the pot seemed to gradually stop rolling. A teacher respectfully held up the copper pot and carefully came to the red-clothed demons on the throne.

"Great Lord Hiddink, you have successfully refined it, please enjoy it."

Qin Yao couldn't understand it, and Bai Jiahei was a little stunned when he was a little good at foreign language. Then he grinned and said with his mind: "Boss, I heard the words 'refining' and 'enjoy'. Are you going to drink blood?"

Qin Yao: "You need to say that? They have already drunk it."

"The translation is vain... By the way, the guy opposite seems to be called Hiddink. Before coming, didn't he say that this guy is an important person?"

Qin Yao's eyes lit up.
Chapter completed!