"How is this going??"
In the temple, the gods' servants clasped their hands and prayed.
The players' prayers create a dream, while the gods' servants' prayers are more like real prayers.
The voice of the chief priest reached Jie Fangcheng's ears through the window of the temple.
"Almighty God, among the followers you sent, there is a believer who is not devout enough. He is vicious and cruel. He damages the temple and refuses to listen to advice. He is not suitable to be a follower of God!"
The candlelight flickered, and the statue looked more like a devil than a "god".
The chief divine servant listened quietly and seemed to hear some response.
He nodded.
"I see."
After saying this, he opened his eyes and looked at the statue in front of him, his eyes full of fanaticism.
"Almighty God, your devout believers will definitely remove the unqualified followers for you. There must not be such followers under the throne of God!"
After saying this, all the gods’ servants in the room stood up and looked at the chief gods’ servant quietly.
The chief priest walked up to the statue and knelt on one knee.
Jie Fangcheng was very familiar with this posture. The residents of Qiming City who came to pray today did so. They knelt on one knee, cut their fingers, and dripped the blood from their fingertips at the feet of the statue, and the blood drops would disappear without a trace.
The chief priest who was kneeling on one knee did not cut his fingers to warm the statue with his blood. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pressed his fingers on the floor under the feet of the statue.
A subtle mechanical sound was heard, and a groove appeared on the floor, with a wine glass placed in the groove.
The bright red blood accumulated in the wine glass looked like it had just flowed out.
As the captain of the guards took out the wine glass, his deputy came over carrying two divine servants who looked like they were suffering from dementia.
The captain of the guards pried open the mouths of the two divine servants and poured the blood in the cup into them.
After a scream, the divine servant who had been fed blood fell to the ground with a distorted expression, struggling and soon lost his voice.
The two corpses slowly swelled up, as if something was wriggling inside him.
Soon, with a "pop" sound, the skin of the corpse was dissolved by the contents inside. In the blink of an eye, the corpse on the ground turned into a giant "Dream Fish" that drilled into the player's brain.
The two "Dream Returning Fish", which were magnified countless times, had mouths and made human sounds from their mouths.
"Master Divine Servant, that person named Zhang Daoan is too scary and difficult to control. Qi Chanyang looks easy to control, but he is actually not easy to deal with either."
"I know."
The two fish looked a little guilty, and their tone was a little scared: "So... should we try to hatch them again?"
Obviously, the performance of the two people left a deep psychological shadow on the two fish. When asking this question, the two fish were a little nervous, afraid to hear a positive answer.
Fortunately, the chief divine servant shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's not try those two because they are too scary."
Both fish breathed a sigh of relief.
The chief guard continued, "Your hatching failed. Find a 'sheep' to raise tomorrow. Hold on until the temple opens, then choose a new host."
The two fish nodded gratefully, and soon turned into a translucent blue ghost-like state and crawled into the groove under the feet of the statue.
After doing all this, the chief servant of God turned around and looked at his subordinates in front of him.
"The God asked us to urge the God's followers as soon as possible to gather the Son of God. When we offer the Son of God, he will naturally punish the 'aliens'."
The gods' servants looked much more relaxed and started to communicate with each other.
"Over the years, although the gods' favored guests have brought us a lot of new things every time, they have never gathered all the sons of God. Without the sons of God, the door of the temple cannot be opened. Has the god forgotten us?"
"How could God forget? He will surely hear our sincere prayers!"
"It's time for the city to change its 'sheep', right? Their visits to the temple to make offerings have become less frequent recently. It's taken so long to collect two. It's really too little."
"Don't worry, isn't the chief servant of God about to hatch successfully? We can change it after it hatches successfully."
"Ah, has the chief divine servant accumulated enough divine power?"
The chief priest put the cup back into the groove and closed the mechanism.
His expression relaxed: "Okay, let's go back."
After saying this, the chief servant turned his head.
Inadvertently, he seemed to catch something from the corner of his eye.
The chief divine servant was stunned for a moment, then turned his head back abruptly.
At the window, two faces were looking into the temple, and it was unknown how long they had been looking there.
Xie Fangcheng turned around and asked Zhang Daoan: "If I kill him, will Wei Yuan be cured?"
Zhang Daoan shook his head: "I don't know. It's highly unlikely, right?"
When he said this, Jie Fangcheng felt regretful: "What should we do then?"
"The things in Wei Yuan's and the others' minds should be the real bodies of these things, right? Kill them so that they can't transfer their real bodies. At least once the 'copies' in their minds die, they can't be resurrected outside."
Jie Fangcheng nodded readily: "Okay."
After saying that, he rushed in.
Five minutes later, the screaming in the temple finally stopped.
The gatekeeper Zhang Daoan walked in, and Jie Fangcheng wiped the sword in his hand and left the man alive.
The chief priest covered his stomach and groaned continuously.
The chief guard had a horrified expression on his face: "If you kill me, you won't know the situation of the 'Son of God'!"
Jie Fangcheng visited Zhang Daoan.
Zhang Daoan waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "Chop it off. I know it's a scam just by listening to it."
The conversation between these gods' servants in the temple just now has revealed enough information.
They are the "Dream Returning Fish". The two fish that got into the brains of Zhang Daoan and Qi Chanyang were killed, and their reaction in their "human" identity was that they became demented.
Becoming demented... Is it similar to Wei Yuan’s current situation
Zhang Daoan concluded that once the "Dream Fish" that they left in Wei Yuan's mind was about to hatch successfully, Wei Yuan would become one of them.
As long as the human body is still alive and consumes the blood offered by the residents devoutly, the "Dream Returning Fish" will return to its original state.
As for the "Dream Returning Fish" that Jie Fangcheng caught with his bare hands, there was indeed a divine servant in the corner with his eyes closed and his head tilted to one side, obviously unconscious. The two Dream Returning Fish that were rescued were killed directly in the player's dream, but Jie Fangcheng caught the original body directly, and did not kill it, but just sold it.
Perhaps it was because of this that the unconscious servant was unable to share the cup of drink that could bring him back to life.
Jie Fangcheng chopped the chief divine servant to death very decisively.
He said, why can't I smell any bad smell on these "people".
Humans are just their shells, their true selves are the things that are about to hatch in the players' brains, and they certainly won't smell any bad odor on humans.
After chopping down these people, Zhang Daoan first looked at the time hanging on the wall.
"Go back and take a nap. We will look for clues about the creation of the Son of God tomorrow during the day."
"oh oh."
Jie Fangcheng was carrying a sword on his shoulder and chatting with Zhang Daoan as he walked.
"Do you know how to pass the level?"
"I guess so." Zhang Daoan said seriously, "But there is no evidence right now. We should look for it tomorrow."
This kid is really something.
The more Jie Fangcheng looked at him, the more he felt that he was very suitable to work in the underworld, and it would be best if he could be in his own department. In the future, Jie Fangcheng would no longer have to figure out how to write reports because of his background.
"It's a shame if you don't make some contribution with your brain." Jie Fangcheng couldn't help but sigh.
Zhang Daoan was stunned for a moment and then smiled.
He turned his head and was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.
"careful!"
Jie Fangcheng uttered a doubtful "hmm"; he did not sense any danger.
Because the danger is not physical.
A seemingly small "Dream Returning Fish" with silver scales on its body floated down from the top of the temple and dived into Fang Cheng's body in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Daoan had not expected such an accident. He stretched out his hand to catch the fish, but it was too late. Professor Zhang's martial arts skills were not high to begin with, so it was wishful thinking for him to catch the "Returning Dream Fish".
Jie Fangcheng closed his eyes uncontrollably and fell straight down.
Zhang Daoan hurriedly hugged him, but his eyes blurred.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on a piece of land soaked in blood.
In front, a man wearing a black robe and with long white hair, holding a huge black sword, was standing not far away.
Zhang Daoan understood, and he entered Fang Cheng's dream to understand her.
(End of this chapter)