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Eight hundred and thirty fifth chapter night and blood

"Is there any result?"

"No, I searched for a whole morning and searched all over the city, including all buildings and basements, not all." The person who reported the report shook his head.

"Maybe he had already escaped when he released the summoning object." The person who spoke was an evil believer. In this underground base, the substantial rights had actually fallen into the hands of the underground church.

If they hadn't had technicians, they would have assimilated everyone else long ago.

However, none of the clones were spared. Their soul strength was relatively weak and they did not have any independent thoughts, so they easily followed their dark desires and fell into the arms of the evil god.

"I thought that zombie was summoned casually. Now it seems that it is his strongest summoning object."

After all, being able to kill two tyrants shows its terror.

"Okay, let's all be separated, do your own things." The leader waved his hand and drove everyone away.

The work of evil believers in this world is very simple. First, search for survivors to preach, assimilate their beliefs, and click away if they don’t believe them; second, when they are tool people, they infused the power of evil gods to strengthen those biochemical weapons.

Once these enhanced mutations cause damage, the infused energy can also obtain a killing profit.

Well...not to mention, the rows of energy infusion rooms are quite neat, giving the feeling of factory assembly line.

The setting that should have dark mythological colors of the underground church is a bit inexplicably funny.

However, everything has just begun.

Late at night.

This is the time when the evil believers are most excited. Under the cover of darkness, evil always waits for an opportunity to move.

But for some evil believers who have not yet deepened their depravity, they are just making mistakes and will only join such organizations to avoid danger if they can't stay in the human race.

In terms of physical structure, they are still humans at present, so they also need rest.

The biochemical world has now become their new refuge. As long as they follow the command of evil believers, they at least don’t have to worry about being broken into the Cross Society, because the barriers of the world can block the cross marks.

Let’s rest assured, and when the civilization of this world recovers, they may be able to get in and start their lives again.

Hahaha, the extrajudicial madmen are talking about them.

Of course, now they can only see these in their dreams.

The underground is quiet and silent, and the evil god power implanted in the body will make them dream they want to have.

No one told them that this would silence their will and souls, and they were even complacent about dreaming every night.

Over time, they will like to sleep more and more...until their souls fall into a semi-sleeping state when they wake up, so that the power of the evil god will have a place to intervene.

Each underground church has its own different method of erosion, which is much silent than the Thousand Touch Church.

Well, that should have been the case, but it seems different tonight.

They failed to dream as they wished, and there seemed to be some sound in their ears buzzing. Sometimes the sound would be heavier, like something was hitting, and sometimes it was erratic... Strange, can there be mice and mosquitoes in this place?

Don't care, keep sleeping.

But this sound is like pulling. When you wake up, you find that the surroundings are quiet. But when you are about to fall asleep, the sound begins to amplify again... Amplify, giving people a feeling of something getting closer and closer.

"I'm so annoying!" The man who got up knew that he must have insomnia.

But he would not pray to the evil gods whenever he had troubles like other completely depraved evil believers.

He is a person dominated by desire and does not want to fall into those muddy existences.

However, he did not know that his interest in disorder was increasing, and along with it, the desire for killing and destruction was also growing.

Yes, just because he was in a bad mood, he wanted to destroy something, preferably a living thing...

Under the darkness, the evil god's power buried in his spirit began to wake up and tried to influence his thinking.

Evil often does not forcefully push people toward darkness. He often instigates people bit by bit according to their inner desires.

Obviously, he, who is a villain, will not restrain his desires at all, and when desires fill his mind, nothing can be stopped.

Several wandering survivors who were arrested at the underground base flashed in his memory, and suddenly, the fierce light in his eyes flashed by.

Anyway, those stubborn guys are unwilling to believe in religion, and they will become flesh and blood sacrifices tomorrow. It is better to die at his hands now than to die sooner or later. This will at least be more enjoyable than being sacrificed alive.

At this time, his thoughts were dominated by him and he would not think about the consequences at all.

If an outsider acts badly against the non-evil wise creatures in the dungeon, the world will will reduce his luck in this world until the sin value is high to a certain extent and finally kicks out of this world.

In fact, people with high sin values ​​are already in a state of red names when entering this world.

Therefore, even those evil believers who even distort their bodies will not rashly kill. They are usually people who erode the world and let these people take action on their behalf, which is equivalent to pressing the edge.

But at this moment...when walking on the aisle, this person was like a zombie, with a slightly crazy expression on his face.

No one cares about him. He gets used to this situation when he sees too much in the underground church. Even because of the common power, they are not separated at all, and they are very pleasing to them.

The place where survivors are held is deep in the lower level, close to the place where biochemical tests are quiet, and almost no one will go, and only a few evil believers will guard the safety of the sacrifices.

The road in the middle is silent and silent.

But I never expected that as the number of layers decreased, the strange sound became louder and louder.

This sound even reduced the degree of bewitching the evil god's power a little, but the person who woke up was not happy. On the contrary, he became even more irritable.

It's like another evil god is grabbing territory.

"Hehe..." A faint chuck suddenly floated through the quiet passage.

There was some reason why red seeping out of the gap in the wall of the passage that should have been airtight.

The noise was expanding... and the laughter... and the blood color gradually soaking the entire wall...

Blood is flowing down.

"What's this?"

A drop of blood dripped from the ceiling, dripped on the face, just as it dripped on the corners of the eyes, sliding down... like a drop of blood and tears.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The pain felt like I was late. It was not until I shouted in confusion that I realized that I felt something strange in my eyes.

However, the blood seeped out from up, down, left and right, forming a thin film in the passages in front and behind, isolating his screams.

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