Lin Mo looked up and took a look.

I understand in my heart.

"Father Phil!"

The person who came was none other than Father Phil, and his appearance was exactly the same as the previous priest who was dominated by sin.

But the expression on the face in front of him is not so cold and heartless.

At least one eye is still clear.

The other eye, with its viciousness and viciousness, was no different from the Father Phil that Lin Mo had seen before.

Obviously, the real Father Phil is not completely out of control yet.

He is still persisting.

But it was obvious that he couldn't hold on much longer.

Sin was constantly corroding his body, leaving only a small part of his body with normal skin color, while most of the rest of his body had turned livid.

Like a corpse.

However, as the most powerful being Lin Mo has ever seen in the third-level dreamland, Father Phil is indeed powerful.

At this moment, as his true form, the aura exuding from his whole body makes people shudder.

And the source of evil dragged behind it is even more huge and scary.

It's like a train, stretching backwards for who knows how long.

More like a terrifying humanoid centipede.

Father Phil glanced at Lin Mo and asked, "Did you read my notes?"

Lin Mo nodded.

Father Phil looked at the fragments on the ground again, shook his head and sighed.

"Sofia, I originally had high hopes for you and wanted you to be my successor, but you actually walked ahead of me."

Good guy, isn't this what Lin Mo had inferred before.

I really got it right.

However, from Father Phil's words, Lin Mo also heard that Sophia was indeed destroyed.

She died of her own regret.

Thinking about it, the essence of regret is that the hatred for oneself has reached the level of destruction. Sophia left her regret here before because she was afraid of backlash against herself.

But God is not as good as man, and in the end, regret still took its toll on Sophia.

The damage caused in that moment was far greater than the attack on Father Phil.

So even the powerful Sophia died immediately.

Father Phil also asked these questions, and Lin Mo told him the story.

For a moment, the priest was also filled with sadness.

But there is nothing you can do.

At this time, the sinful ghosts behind the priest began to make strange noises, cursing, screaming, crying, and laughing, as if they had arrived at a mental hospital with the highest level of danger in an instant.

"Hey, it's starting again!"

Father Phil's eyes changed, but his expression was still calm, but there was some deep helplessness.

It seems like this kind of thing happens to him often.

It’s no longer strange.

But soon Father Phil thought of something, his expression became a little serious, he looked back and said helplessly: "It just happens that at this time, we are in trouble."

It was obvious that Father Phil was in some trouble.

Lin Mo doesn't like trouble and doesn't want to cause trouble.

So he didn't ask anything.

Father Phil glanced at Lin Mo and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you curious?"

"What are you curious about?"

Lin Mo asked back.

"Didn't you hear what I just said?" Father Phil asked again.

"I heard you."

"Oh, I understand." This time Father Phil suddenly understood: "You are a smart man, not a passionate lunatic who wants to save the world when his head is hot, so the way I talk to you needs to change."

The next moment, Father Phil stretched out his hand.

A terrifying evil ghost immediately pounced on Lin Mo.

Lin Mo didn't hesitate, he just slashed with his sword.

The ghost shadow was cut into two pieces.

But this thing was like a black mist that suddenly wrapped around Lin Mo.

This is sin.

Lin Mo could feel it.

And this kind of sin is much greater than the sins he was plagued with before.

Suddenly it felt uncomfortable.

"What are you doing?" Lin Mo looked at Father Phil.

It stands to reason that if the other party wants to kill him, he can do it. After all, he is the top being in the third-level dream. Although he is also strong, he is only the top being in the second-level dream.

It's quite far away from others.

So Lin Mo was very curious about what Father Phil was going to do.

"Help me do something." Father Phil did not hide it.

He could see that when dealing with smart people like Lin Mo, you should not engage in false talk. It is best to say what you have to say, directly and without beating around the bush.

"You have something to say, why do you need to do this?" Lin Mo pointed at the evil power on his body.

"Hey, it's better to have some insurance. What should I do if you run away?"

Lin Mo could see that Father Phil was the same type of person as him.

"What's going on?" Lin Mo asked.

"Ring a bell for me!"

"What?"

"Ring the bell!"

Lin Mo stared at Father Phil, then pointed outside and made gestures with his hands.

"Yes, it's the one you think of."

"Isn't it your job to ring the bell?" Lin Mo frowned, thinking about the possible traps and conspiracies here. Yes, Father Phil is a good person, but a good person may not do bad things.

"I can't move now. I was a little excited when I saw Sophia's death just now. I didn't suppress the source of evil. Now they are making trouble. If you don't ring the bell, I will lose control. By then..."

The priest didn't say what he said next, but it had the same effect as if he had said it.

Lin Mo understood why the other party wanted to ghost him.

I'm so afraid of running away.

"Then if I ring the bell, will there be danger?" Lin Mo felt that he still had to ask clearly.

"Of course there is danger." Father Phil said matter-of-factly: "For ordinary people, it is a narrow escape. If you are lucky, you can survive."

"Then I won't go!" Lin Mo shook his head quickly. When he heard about the narrow escape, he knew that this was not a good job.

"If you don't go, you will be dead!" Father Phil smiled.

Just stared at Lin Mo.

The two looked at each other for three seconds.

"Helping others is the foundation of happiness. So you have to tell me how to knock, how many times, and what to use, right?" Lin Mo compromised.

If he doesn't compromise, he will be killed by Father Phil immediately.

This old boy is not a good person either.

"There's no time. You go now and I'll take you to the clock tower."

"Hey, wait a minute..."

Before Lin Mo could finish speaking, he was swallowed up by a mass of darkness. When the darkness dissipated, he was already inside the clock tower.

Lin Mo looked around.

This place is quite familiar.

The internal structure of the clock tower is basically the same as in the painting, with thick walls, narrow passages, and every brick and stone has traces of time.

Lin Mo could even guess which floor this was.
To be continued...