After the other party was slightly embarrassed and enthusiastic, Turing and Olicia were led by the priest to the secret passage behind the altar. This road passed through the sewage discharge system below the city and went directly to the sect location Turing had visited the day before.

The entire sewer was smelly, and Olicia tiptoed and frowned. Turing directly built a filter under the holographic image to solve the problem. The priest seemed very used to it, familiar with the road, and walking in the stinky ditch was like walking in his own home. He was very enthusiastic along the way. Under the guidance of the roots, he kept telling Turing about the sect, and at the same time, he hoped that Turing could join them openly and secretly.

Soon, I finally left the sewer and the underground church I saw yesterday was reappeared in front of me.

"Root nourishes all things, and all the Bangka people should be the people of the root. Welcome to the sanctuary, Mr. Firefox. I can guarantee that this must be a pilgrimage that neither you nor your little assistant can imagine."

The priest led the way forward with a pious look on his face, while Olicia looked at the surrounding environment anxiously but curiously, and stood close to Turing's side—

In this closed space, only the boss next to her could bring her enough sense of security. The two foxes were not by the two at this moment because of Turing's arrangement.

"Don't be nervous, as you have agreed before. The primary purpose is to get enough information first." Through the amplitude propagation body, Turing's voice came from the ears of the little genius.

Last night's infiltration also allowed Turing to understand the nature of these believers. These people who have fanatical beliefs about "roots" have no effect at all, but faith has also become the weakness of these people. Although the things that these people worship always make Turing feel that he is worshiping himself.

The corridor I walked past yesterday again appeared in front of me. The dense candles filled both sides, and the church members in black robes surrounded the corridor. The "crazy believer" named Garnakofi stood in the center of the corridor and slowly walked towards the people with a pressure.

At Turing's instructions, Olicia picked up the camcorder and began to shoot in a pretentious manner.

"Introduce you, our Sacrifice Knight-Ghana Kofi."

Sacrifice Knight... Turing thought about the meaning of this title, and at the same time raised the camera to the strong man in front of him.

"May you bless me, Mr. Journalist."

Garner Kofi made praying jewelry on his chest without caring about it, bowing to Turing with a very respectful attitude:

“You must be the gospel of the roots and will lead our way…”

The priest suddenly touched Garnakofi, shook him, and then led Turing forward with a smile:

"You can visit as you like, Mr. Journalist. However, I hope you can go to the Baptistery, which is the heart of our place."

"What is the Sacrifice Knight? What is the origin of such a title?"

"The roots came to Banga to save Banga from the misery of war. He dedicated himself to the loess, and sacrificed the knights and dedicated himself to the roots. Just like this..."

The priest leaned out his hand, and there were many traces of piercing the phantom limbs piercing from the body on his palm.

"This is the holy mark... This is the token of our proof of piety. And the sacrifice knights exist to protect the roots and have the guardians of countless holy marks."

Turing narrowed his eyes, and at the same time used the amplitude propagation body to sense the child in the body of the priest and the so-called sacrifice knight.

There are some abnormalities in the children in these people's bodies. Even if Turing has completed the parental takeover, these abnormalities still exist. Compared with the original children, the silver children in their bodies seem to have higher efficiency. This efficiency is sucking the host's body all the time, which is a kind of vicious extraction. Although it is also parasitic, the state of these believers is more uncontrollable than that of Turing's hosts. The children in their bodies have been tampered with, but the tamper cannot go deep into its core. In the final analysis, it is still Turing's things.

Just as the priest talked with Turing, Olicia on the side felt a black shadow flashing by her side, and something was added to her palm.

She turned back suddenly and saw a shadow among the two rows of believers in black robes hurriedly walking into it and sank into the shadows. She looked like a believer.

Olicia was stunned for a moment, then looked at the thing in her hand, which was a note. With the dim light, she saw the text on it clearly:

【Escape!!!】

And here, the priest continued to chant the content of the sect to Turing:

"The highest faith, the holy marks are everywhere. Our supreme leader has all the holy marks that mankind can have. He leads us, guarding the roots, and spreading the doctrine of the roots to save Banga..."

Looking at the devout black priest, Turing knew the point was coming—

The leader of the root sect.

"Is that the leader of the sect? Did he found the sect?"

"No... the congregation who guards the roots only needs guidance, but no establishment. He discovered the existence of the roots and dedicated everything he served the roots. He is our leader, the son of Banga."

"In the prophecy of Root, the son of Banga will lead us to protect Root, and Root will help us liberate Banga under our protection, bring sweet freedom to the loess, and lower the rain, and let all this be restarted, and Banga will enter richness from now on..."

It's quite like that. Turing pulled the corners of his mouth.

If nothing unexpected happens, this person who calls himself "Son of Bangka" should be a traitor in the organization.

The group gradually walked into the church called "Bathletic Hall", while Olicia approached Turing again and carefully handed him the previous note.

"Who gave it to you?" Turing frowned and glanced at the priest leading the way in front of him.

"I don't know..." Olicia lowered her voice, "I couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly, but she seemed to be a believer."

It must be impossible to be a believer.

Turing, who has always been suspicious, thinks so.

However, this little episode was not enough to make him leave. The priest had almost no concealment from Turing at this moment. He could find out more information, and it would be best to find out the true identity of the son of Banga.

After thinking for a while, Turing put the note in his pocket.

Things are starting to get interesting.

"Mr. Firefox, this is the 'root'."

The group walked into the baptism hall, and the statue of the god appeared again in Turing's vision. Olicia's reaction was much greater. She recognized that the statue had a very high similarity to the World Tree Master Nest in Yezhou.

"Very...a beautiful statue of God." Turing carefully said, thinking about the topic and directed the topic to the son of Banga again, "But, I am blunt. How do you know that the image of "root" is like this? Could it be that the son of Banga has seen the true god?"

But the priest smiled piously and looked inexplicably proud:

"Our leader, the gospel of Banga, naturally saw the true root. The true root is never bound by any place, it can exist in the hearts of each of us. But only truly pious people can receive the gift of the root and become part of Him."

You are the only one who can talk about parasites in this way.

"Have you ever seen this son of Bangka?" Turing made the words clear. Just as nothing unexpected happened, the priest had another divine word:

"The image of the son of Banga is variable, and I have never seen him. But I know that he is part of the root, and his appearance has different appearances in front of different people. In front of the root, he is part of us, a devout church member. And in front of the pagans, he will become the most terrifying demon."

In other words, you have never met your leader.

However, another message was revealed in the priest's words-

"I noticed that you mentioned the pagans. Is that referring to other troops in Banga?"

The priest's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes stared at Turing:

"The root sect is committed to protecting the existence of roots, and root will bring gospels to Banga, and expel all invaders and liberate this loess. But...the current sects are actually riddled with holes, and we have even lost our roots."

"Lost roots?" Turing raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, the roots are hidden deep in the bottom of Banga, it is there, but everywhere." The priest pointed his finger at the sculpture, "But the pagans took it away and took it for themselves, which is intolerable..."

Speaking of this, the black priest's expression became angry and gradually became a little hysterical.

"That is a group of unforgivable sinners who are divided from the sect and take the 'root' for themselves... This is an unforgivable sin!"

This sounds familiar...

Turing analyzed the information revealed by the other party, and always felt a smell of "the evil person complained first".

"But fortunately... we have you now." The priest's excited expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were staring at Turing with a burning look.

Turing suddenly had goose bumps and pulled the corner of his mouth:

"Father, I'm just a reporter..."

"That's just what you think!"

The priest suddenly grabbed Turing's palm:

"You think you are a journalist, but why don't you know that you are actually part of us?"

Turing: "?"

Seeing that Turing didn't speak, the priest quickly struck while the iron was hot and continued:

"Do you think you came here by your will? No, not... it was Root that guided you to Banga and to His sanctuary. Just yesterday, we were guided by Root, and the gospel of Root, which was He who conveyed the oracle to us, you are the new favorer, and you will become a new son of Root!"

The priest said that he was getting more and more excited and stood up directly:

"Soon... a great son of roots will come here, come to the sanctuary, and when he comes, you must receive baptism from roots!"

Bang!!!

A harsh and roaring sound suddenly spread throughout the underground space. A sound of rocks rolling and sand dripping continuously came, interrupting the priest's loud recitation-

The noise came from the far end of the underground.

The priest slowly closed his hands:

"It seems... someone wants to interrupt this upcoming sacred ceremony."

He looked at Turing: "Mr. Red Fox, please wait here, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he quickly left the baptism hall and headed to the place where the noise came out. Various clamors of shouting and shouting came from there, and the people rushed around seemed to have caused quite a lot of chaos. The "Sacrificial Knight" who had been waiting at the entrance of the baptism hall with Turing and his group was gone.

"Sir, are we going to leave here?" asked Olicia, who had been watching Turing's conversation with the priest.

"Of course not." Turing's expression gradually restrained, "Have you captured the message from this priest's words?"

Olicia thought a little:

"This sect...is actually a force led by people who split from the organization?"

"Confidence, continue."

"Well... they think they are orthodox and regard the World Tree as their god for worship... The traitors of the organization bewitched and ruled them with faith, but... the part of the World Tree childbirth does not seem to be in their hands."

Turing nodded:
To be continued...