"Pastor, don't you know that?" Number Two rolled his eyes at Number One.
"I remember your mental strength is A, right? You've been attacked, and we don't even know when you were attacked. If he's the same as us, he's also level three, how could he not be tied up or killed, and still be wearing the cultist's clothes and slapping us? It's impossible for someone of the same period to be that much stronger than us." Number One said, "There's no unconquerable dungeon. Maybe this is the way to survive in the dungeon!"
"Too."
At this moment, a slight chill began to appear in the room.
I saw black hands coming out from the ground and black figures crawling out.
There was a greedy expression on their faces, and they kept saying: "Freedom, freedom..."
"Replacement, freedom..."
"I will save people, and you use holy light to purify them!" Number One's face changed.
"Okay!" Number Two threw out a card, and a staff fell into his hand. A holy expression appeared on his face: "Holy light, purify everything!"
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