The footsteps soon stopped at the prison door.
Chen Lun saw a tall middle-aged man surrounded by two guards holding torches, blocking the iron gate of the prison.
Beside him was Flo Yin, who lowered her head slightly.
The man was wearing a crimson monk's robe, a short cloak that reached his elbows, and a rectangular cloth with white edges and black drape that stretched from his chest to his crotch. He was holding a large book in his hand.
"Just these few?"
The brown-haired middle-aged man frowned, glanced at the situation in the prison, turned his head and questioned the guard with a small moustache.
There was a deliberate arrogance in his tone, and there was also a hint of impatience and anxiety in his voice.
"Yes… yes, Brother Will."
"Those idiots of Stulton's have been bringing in fewer and fewer sacrifices each time!
If this damn fat pig could focus more on eating, drinking and making money and the will of the church, I would have left this shitty town long ago!"
Brother Will was very angry. Chen Lun could even see the spit from him flying all over his mustache-covered face.
The corner of the mustache man's eye twitched, but he was timid and didn't dare to say anything.
"He should repent! Kneel down in Madam Rose's garden and repent!"
Brother Will became more and more irritable. It seemed that he had been suppressing his emotions for a long time and finally exploded at this moment.
"Hurry! Take them to secret room number 7!"
"Yes, Lord Will."
The man with a mustache immediately walked into the prison with a torch in hand, raised his hand and whistled in front of the sacrifices.
Chen Lun noticed a simple red apple tattoo on the back of his hand, perhaps this was the identity mark of a church guard.
stop!
The whistle seemed to have some magical power. The foolish young men and women lined up with silly smiles and walked out of the prison door one after another.
Chen Lun couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene. Fortunately, he received Fuluoyin's warning and did not eat the apple.
Otherwise, with my pitiful 5 points of willpower, I would definitely not pass the judgment.
Eventually, he became a fool who was manipulated by others and waited in line to die.
Peng!!
Chen Lun suddenly felt a huge force and pain, and then he fell to the ground in a dog-eating-shit posture.
He landed on his face, and the hard stone slab almost knocked out his front teeth.
"Damn it! Are you trying to play dirty tricks on me?!"
Although he didn't reach out to confirm, Chen Lun was certain that his teeth were loose and couldn't help but curse inwardly.
The burning pain was fine, but what he couldn't stand the most was that those damn church guards never wiped their boots.
The ground was covered with cow dung and dog shit brought in by the soles of shoes, and there was even a thick layer of it!
He resisted the urge to retch and insisted on going on with his act, maintaining his foolish look and silly smile.
"Hurry up! You damned bastard!"
Brother Will took out his anger on Chen Lun, who was walking at the end of the team.
Not satisfied, he kicked Chen Lun twice in the stomach, almost kicking out the bile in Chen Lun.
"Just wait..."
Chen Lun gritted his teeth secretly.
He endured the severe pain, got up and continued to move forward with the team.
Along the way, Chen Lun noticed that this underground prison was very large, with more than a dozen cells.
But there didn't seem to be many people imprisoned inside, and there were even many empty rooms.
This does not mean that the number of people persecuted by the church is small. On the contrary, it is precisely because there are too many people that the current situation of "supply exceeding demand" has been caused.
After a series of twists and turns, the sacrificial team Chen Lun was in arrived at the door of a huge basement.
On one side hung a blood-stained wooden sign, on which the number "7" could be vaguely seen.
After entering the basement, the scene inside seemed very empty.
Apart from the torches hanging on the walls, there was only a huge square altar in the middle.
On the altar was a worn leather notebook.
Three or four guards wearing fur coats and brimmed hats held torches and bowed to Brother Will. Then Brother Will raised his hand and gestured:
"It's time to start."
The mustache man nodded and whistled again.
A man at the front of the sacrificial procession walked straight up to the altar, opened the leather notebook on it, and began
The surroundings were quite quiet, except for the faint sound of the burning torch and the rustling sound of him flipping through the pages of his notebook.
But soon, a painful and loud scream broke the silence.
“Ah!! Ahhhh!!”
Chen Lun saw that the man seemed to have seen the most horrifying scene in the world.
He straightened up, covered his eyes with his hands, opened his mouth to an exaggerated degree, and screamed.
Then he raised his head and fell straight back, his arched body motionless, and he died in a twisted posture.
Chen Lun couldn't help but be alert when he saw this.
"My goodness, my sanity has been completely wiped out, and I'm sentenced to instant death...
What level of weird thing is this thing? Is it another fellow of the same level as Beiyang Pot Plant? "
He wiped his sweat secretly. There were only a few people in the team and it would be his turn soon.
The death of the first man did not cause any fuss. The other members of the team were indifferent to the scene and still looked dazed.
Flo Yin just raised her eyelids to take a look, then lowered her eyes again, as if she had already become numb.
Brother Will seemed more and more impatient. He made several gestures, signaling the man with a mustache to continue quickly.
stop!
The man with the mustache whistled, and the next woman came forward to look through her notes.
But as expected, within a few seconds she fell to the ground with a scream, just like the previous sacrifice, covering her eyes and dying in pain.
“Ah!! Ah!”
“Ahhh!!”
The young men and women who were in the same room with Chen Lun read the strange leather notebook one after another, and without exception they suffered a terrible shock that was invisible to outsiders.
His sanity value dropped to zero and he went insane and died violently on the spot.
There's even a man who becomes mysteriously tainted and spirals out of control.
He was like a seriously ill old man, shaking all over as if he had the hiccups.
The muscles and bones are scattered like a shuffled puzzle.
But he did not die immediately. Instead, he turned into a wriggling mass of flesh, and even tried to attack the people around him.
Fortunately, Brother Will reacted in time and ordered the guards to chop it into pieces with their swords, then put it into a sack and dragged it away.
Only a pool of dirty blood was left on the spot, indicating that what happened just now was not a nightmare that had never happened.
"Damn it! It's useless! Smash it!"
Brother Will cursed angrily.
The sacrifice went unsuccessfully, and he lost all his patience.
The pressure from the church and priests and the pain of having no hope of leaving made him extremely manic.
"you!"
Brother Will pointed at Chen Lun, his eyes full of malicious intent.
"It's your turn, the last sacrifice!"
He strode up to Chen Lun.
Looking at the foolish look on the latter's face, with his collar wet by his hada, Brother Will could not help but cover his nose and lean back with a look of disgust.
"If you fail again, I will chop you into pieces and bury you in Madam Rose's garden! Do you understand?"
Chen Lun smiled foolishly and ignored him.
Brother Will seemed to realize that it was useless to talk to a fool, so he took a deep breath and asked the mustache to whistle.
stop!
The whistle sounded the next second.
Chen Lun's heart suddenly tightened.
What should I do? Should I do it
no!
"My sanity level can't sustain me using the hypnotic necklace continuously, and with my current body, I can't even withstand two strikes from the guard. There's absolutely no chance of success..."
run
It doesn’t work either!
"The underground prison has several doors that cannot be opened without a key, not to mention that there are an unknown number of guards outside. I'm afraid I can't even get out of this basement..."
He resisted the urge to run and slowly raised his foot.
Then he walked towards the altar with difficulty.
As we got closer, the altar gradually became larger in our sight.
The strange leather notebook lay quietly on it, waiting for Chen Lun to open it and read it.
Then let him die miserably like the previous sacrifices!
Chen Lun knew that with his meager 5 points of willpower, he would not be able to withstand the pollution and there was no possibility of survival!
He finally picked up the notebook with trembling hands...