The last believer had already walked back with the blessing meal, according to the order, Xiao Zhi should get up and go forward at this time.
On the altar, Archbishop Greata was looking at him with a gentle smile. The actions of the bishops and priests behind him were similar, and many believers around him also looked at Xiao Zhi.
Being at the meeting point of everyone's eyes, Xiao Zhi felt a little stressed, he quietly shifted his gaze, and looked at Frost who was sitting next to him, and he would be behind him...
Frost gave Xiao Zhi a comforting look, signaling him to go up first, and talk about it later if something happens.
In the Nexi region, time, space and events are fixed, and the people inside have limited reactions to intruders. They may not really notice that the believers have mixed with undead people. If they are really discovered, then they will be changed to directly break through There is no rush.
Xiao Zhi nodded, and walked forward with a smile like the previous believers.
The priests on the stage had already prepared his blessing meal, and handed it to Greata standing in the middle.
"ah--"
Suddenly, a scream came from somewhere beside Xiao Zhi. The cry was heart-piercing, as if he was shouting with all his strength, as if a person was being swallowed alive by some kind of monster.
Xiao Zhi suddenly turned his head away, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
The one who screamed was a believer in a white robe, an old gentleman with white hair. He was supposed to be sitting quietly enjoying the blessing meal. The people around him were similar, and everyone always ate their own food. , chat once in a while.
But even though the young man sitting next to him was wearing the same white robe as everyone else, his face was gray at the moment, his eyeballs were rolled up, and there was only bloodshot white in his eye sockets, looking eerie and weird.
When Xiao Zhi looked over, he was biting the old man's neck fiercely with his mouth wide open, and with extreme force, like a hunting beast, it seemed that he wanted to bite off the neck in his mouth.
Accompanied by his movements, a large amount of blood splashed out, staining the tables, chairs, ground and walls, and also staining the white robes of the surrounding believers.
The believers around who were splashed with blood were shocked. They stood up hastily and fled in all directions in panic. The blood on the ground was rubbed by the soles of their shoes, and gradually spread and spread as everyone ran away.
The old man's screams became weaker and weaker. He still maintained his shouting posture, but there was only a weak airflow in his open mouth, and it was difficult to squeeze out a sound.
Seeing the appearance of that young believer, Xiao Zhi instantly recognized that it was a living corpse with only the lowest desire to attack, the kind that was difficult to communicate with.
The intelligence of living corpses is limited, so it is impossible for them to blend into the crowd by themselves and pretend to be normal people.
How did this living corpse come here? Infected or sent in by someone in disguise
Greyata on the stage reacted very quickly, almost raising her staff when she heard the screams, and while everyone was running away, Greyata precisely landed a purification technique on the living corpse on young people.
The warm golden light touched the ferocious living corpse and wrapped him in it. The golden light dispelled the dark energy in the young man's body little by little, making his ferocious face return to calm little by little.
At the same time, Greata greeted the clergy around him: "Patrick saves people, others go to evacuate the believers, let everyone leave here first, don't panic to prevent injury accidents."
The curly-haired bishop whom he had seen before had also come before the old gentleman who had been attacked. He was the Patrick that Greata spoke of. He helped the old man up, and illuminated his neck with the light of the healing technique, allowing the wound to heal slowly.
Seeing this, the surrounding believers breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the living corpse has been brought under control, and the injured old man has also been treated by the bishop. I believe that with the healing technique performed by the bishop himself, he will be fine soon. May God bless him.
Many believers present couldn't help but draw the rays of the sun on their chests.
But at this moment, accidents happened one after another.
First up is Patrick Bishop who treats the old gentleman.
He was holding the old gentleman with one hand, and performing a healing technique with the other. During the treatment, the semi-conscious old man in his arms suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were white, and his face, which had recovered a little rosy under the treatment, faded to gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then the old man opened his mouth wide, and bit down hard on Bishop Patrick who was treating him like the young man before him.
Fortunately, Bishop Patrick was not an ordinary person. He leaned back nimbly and narrowly avoided the blow.
The old man's not-so-sharp teeth bit the decoration on Bishop Patrick's clothes, as if he didn't know the pain, and ruthlessly tore it off.
Patrick frowned: "The speed of this corpse..."
There was a change here, and on the other side, the young man who had gradually recovered from the purification technique opened his eyes again.
He turned his neck stiffly, "staring" at Archbishop Greyata with eyes full of whites, and made a scalp-numbing "cluck" sound from his throat.
Greata frowned, his intuition was bad, and he shouted: "Speed up the evacuation, something is wrong!!"
This young man is no longer something that purification can save.
He glanced at the dead old man again.
how come? Even if it was infected by death energy, the speed of corpse transformation shouldn't be so fast, right
Although he still has doubts in his heart, the current situation does not allow Greata to think carefully. As soon as his casting action changed, a bright light shot out from his staff, and suddenly rushed towards the strange corpse young man .
As if seeing Greata's movements, the young man suddenly opened his mouth, revealing a smile so exaggerated that it took up half of his face, as if all the muscles on his face were doing their own thing.
Then, before the light touched his body, his whole body exploded.
As the pieces of meat splattered, a strong sense of death and resentment erupted from his body, and permeated the entire nave. The dark green color quickly occupied everyone's sight, and the smell of blood and rancidity was so strong that everyone seemed to be in a dead zone.
The accident is not over yet.
As if they had received some kind of order, the few believers who were crowded in the crowd suddenly began to turn into corpses, and quickly turned into living corpses, and began to attack the people around them with the help of the cover of death. People will be transformed into living corpses again.
"ah--"
"dad!!"
"Woooooo... I'm going to die..."
For a moment, the entire nave was in chaos.
Xiao Zhi took a step back in a dead breath, and grabbed Frost who was closest to him, feeling the cold temperature in his hand, he felt relieved.
With the help of the surrounding noise, Xiao Zhi whispered in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "It's such a strong death energy, it's almost like a burial ground."
Frost: "Normal death does not have such a dead air. The current scale must have been specially collected by someone."
Xiao Zhi: "The purpose is obvious..."
Since it was a dungeon related to Greyata's disappearance, the person who was targeted by these deadly anger must be the Archbishop Greyata.
Xiao Zhi took a few steps forward based on his memory, towards a place closer to Greyata.
Now that the situation is so chaotic, and the air is full of death and resentment, he is not too worried about the problems exposed by Frost.
Greata released a large purification technique again, slightly dispelling the thick green aura in the nave. Seeing the chaos in the field, he frowned. Why did so many people suddenly become living corpses? Moreover, the speed of this transformation is obviously abnormal, there must be someone behind it who is pushing it...
At this time, some panicked people had already escaped from the nave, and others had evacuated with the priests earlier. There were not many people left in the field, and they all seemed to be too scared to move.
It also included Xiao Zhi who tried his best to look terrified, and... Frost who just lowered his head if he couldn't act.
After thinking for a moment, Greata said to everyone present: "Don't worry, Patrick and I took you away."
As he spoke, he walked towards the frightened believers, pulled them up one by one and comforted them softly.
Bishop Patrick is doing something similar.
Greata walked up to Xiao Zhi and the two of them, and said gently, "Are you all right?"
Xiao Zhi hugged Frost's arm tightly, and asked with a worried look: "Lord Greyata, will I, we... be saved?"
As he spoke, he rubbed against Frost again, and tightly clenched Frost's white robe with his fingers, expressing his uneasiness and fear with body language.
Frost was silent, and lightly patted Xiao Zhi's back, as if to comfort him. He lowered his head, covered by lights and night, Greata didn't notice anything unusual for a while.
Greyata showed a soothing smile, her tone was calm, her eyes were firm: "Don't worry, I swear to God, I will protect you."
If Xiao Zhi was really an ordinary villager, he thought, he would definitely have a feeling of trust in Archbishop Greata at this moment.
The two of them mixed into Greata's team in this way, mixed with a group of believers who looked like overly frightened little chickens, and the believers around them shrank, but no one paid attention to Xiao Zhi and the two.
Greata opened the way ahead, emitting holy light from time to time in her hands, protecting everyone behind her.
There were many corpses lying down along the way, some were dead believers, some were living corpses killed by the holy light technique, and the air was filled with the smell of blood mixed with the rotten corpses.
As soon as I came to the corridor at the entrance of the nave, there was a weird sound from above my head. It sounded a little sticky, like some mollusk crawling above.
Everyone raised their heads in horror, and saw a skinless thing. This thing looked like a human being, but its hands and feet were obviously alienated. Green juice fell from his mouth and fell to the ground, corroding the floor. There was a "Zi Zi" sound.
Greata raised her hand and said softly, "Take them back."
Bishop Patrick nodded, and led everyone back to a safe position in the nave.
Xiao Zhi knew at a glance that this must be the boss in the dungeon, but unfortunately, in order to observe the development of the situation, he decided to abide by the ordinary villager persona, so he could only quietly blend in with the crowd and watch Greata dominate.
Xiao Zhi felt very familiar with this kind of behavior of hanging around with big bosses. He looked at Frost beside him. , don’t forget each other”
The skinless monster hissed at the crowd, and then crawled towards them quickly on all fours.
Xiao Zhi looked at the staff in Greata's hand and tapped it. Holy Light, Light Blade, God's Blessing... Various priest skills were skillfully released. Although the priest's attack skills are not many, the Holy Light is natural to the undead. It has a restraint effect, and the damage is considerable.
During the battle, Greata did not forget to control his position, trying not to let the battle affect the believers not far away.
Soon, the monster shrieked and turned into ashes under the holy light.
Everyone followed Greata again, and encountered several crises along the way, all of which were resolved by Greata, and no one was injured, just as he promised before.
Greata led the crowd to the gate of the church.
However, they found that the outside of the church was shrouded in a halo. The halo was like a transparent but strong barrier, sealing everyone inside the church.
"Magic, magic barrier..."
"We're dead... woo woo woo..."
"Why? Why did this happen to me? I'm obviously so devout..."
Desperation spread among the believers, Xiao Zhi looked around, but he didn't find those who left before, where did they go? Did he leave successfully, or did something happen again
Greata reached out to touch the magic barrier in front of her eyes, and recited a complicated prayer, but nothing changed until the prayer was finished.
His brows were furrowed, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes. But after seeing the frightened and desperate believers, he quickly adjusted his expression and kept his voice as calm as possible: "Come with me, even if you can't go out for a while, I will take you to a safe place."
After calming everyone's uneasy emotions a little, Greata led them forward again.
This time they came to an underground space.
This should be prepared by Caesar's Church in response to the crisis. The interior decoration is very simple, but the space is large and divided into several floors. There are some tables and chairs, storage materials, and ventilation ducts. A group of people It's not a problem to hide in it for a few days.
Greata closed the door to the basement, and drew a magic circle on it to seal the door.
He said to the shocked believers in a soothing tone: "Okay, now we can stay here temporarily. When tomorrow, the church will send more people to deal with it. Everyone can relax first."
Everyone looked at each other, and then looked at the surrounding environment. Their tense nerves relaxed a little, and they each found a place to rest.
Xiao Zhi and Frost didn't leave too far in order to better observe Greata's situation.
At this time, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl suddenly turned pale and fell down, whimpering in pain, her body was still twitching, looking very painful.
Greata and Patrick hurried over to check on her.
Greata picked the girl up from the cold ground, with holy light appearing in her hands, checking her condition, and asked while checking him, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"
The girl's voice was weak, trembling all over: "At...at..."
Her lips opened and closed, but her voice was as small as a mosquito, making it hard to hear.
Greata moved closer to her and tried to calm down her voice: "Don't worry, speak slowly, you will be fine."
The girl spoke again, her voice still small: "I think..."
At this moment, Xiao Zhi, who had been paying attention to the situation, noticed that the corners of the girl's mouth were slightly raised, as if she had encountered something happy.
Not good.
The next moment, Greata suddenly felt a sharp pain.
Not from the girl.
It was from his side—Patrick.
Patrick approached Greata by checking the girl's posture, and then while he was concentrating on listening to the girl's words and was unprepared, he used the bishop's wide uniform to cover up, and suddenly stabbed Greata with the spike hidden in his hand waist side.
The size of the spikes was very small, and they had completely submerged into Greata's body under force. Coupled with the cover of the archbishop's gorgeous clothing, they couldn't be seen at all.
Greata looked back in shock, looking at the bishop who had followed her for many years: "You..."
As soon as he spoke, his brows frowned. He felt that a strong death energy was eroding his body, and the source of the death energy was the sharp thorn that pierced his body.
Moreover, this death energy is so strong, so strong that the powerful light energy in his body is retreating steadily.
Many times stronger than those that infected believers before.
Could it be... Patrick did all this? In order to get rid of himself, he actually sacrificed so many innocent believers? Greata's heart was full of puzzlement and anger.
There was a smile in Patrick's eyes, but his tone was panicked. He yelled: "It's not good!! The archbishop is also corpse!!! Everyone run away!!!"
The people who had just calmed down immediately panicked.
"how come?"
"Lord Greata..."
"Impossible, adults are so strong..."
Everyone looked at Greata, hoping that this was just an inappropriate joke.
But reality made them despair. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Greyata's originally rosy face quickly turned pale, his eyes were struggling, but there were blue lines emerging on his neck, with life It was jumping like a bird, and it became more and more ferocious.
This is obviously a more serious corpse than those before! !
At this time, the girl who was originally hugged by Greyata fled from his side and took the lead in screaming: "Ah!!! This must be God's punishment, Mr. Greyata, what have you done? ! !"
Suspicion appeared in the eyes of everyone who was being followed by the girl in such a rhythm.
"Yes, our village has always been very peaceful, and nothing major has happened since its establishment."
"Coupled with the protection of the Holy Light, we don't get sick very much."
"How could something like this happen when Archbishop Greyata came here for the first time? Is it really God's punishment? Punishment... We got too close to sinners?"
"He... he even sealed the door, did he just not want us to leave?"
For a moment, the admiring eyes turned into condemnation, fear, and disgust. They completely forgot who escorted them all the way here before, and only condemned the culprit in their hearts.
Or... anger.
They were eager to find a reason for their current predicament. At this time, someone handed over the reason, and in this reason, they were all innocent. The one who made the mistake was Archbishop Greata, and he was the only person condemned by God.
All they need to fear is Greyata.
Flee from him and they will be safe.
"ah---"
The terrified people fled in all directions, looking for hiding places in the basement.
Greata tried to stand up, but knelt down on the ground weakly. The conflict between death energy and holy light made him feel very painful. He raised his hand: "Don't... run around... it's dangerous..."
Patrick stood in front of him one step at a time, with a malicious smile on his face: "Now, you are the most dangerous one, Archbishop."
Xiao Zhi and Frost found a corner to hang around, although they were angry at Patrick's behavior, but these were all things in the past, and they were powerless to change anything.
Although it is a bit indifferent to say this, they are here to find the truth of the year, and watching is the most appropriate way. Helping Patrick now will most likely end the dungeon early, and he will miss the opportunity to learn the truth. The next time he has such an opportunity, he will have to wait until the night of the full moon next month.
Patrick took out his staff and pointed at Greyata. Although Greyata was suffering from the erosion of death energy, she still managed to stand up and meet Patrick.
Xiao Zhi was observing the battle situation.
"Oh~ why are you still here? Are you too scared to walk?" A sweet voice came from behind.
Xiao Zhi and Frost turned their heads and saw the girl who pretended to be sick and tricked Greyata into getting closer to them, but at the moment her eyes were sly and cruel, she didn't look like a girl at all.
Before contacting him about his previous behavior, Xiao Zhi guessed that this guy was probably a young man in a vest, and his job might be a killer, a promising profession that basically died young.
Seeing the two people looking at her, a sharp dagger appeared in the girl's hand: "Don't be afraid, I'll send you away~"
In her eyes, these two people are just ordinary villager A and ordinary villager B, and there is nothing to be afraid of.
She approached step by step, with a malicious smile on her face: "Hehehe, I noticed before that you have been sticking together. When you are all dead, I must separate you, throw one on the ground, and throw the other on the ground." Outside."
After finishing speaking, the girl's eyes flashed fiercely, she clenched the dagger tightly and rushed towards the two of them, expecting to see the panic and despair of the two in front of her, and the painful and touching wailing before her death.
However, what greeted her was a bright flame.
Immediately afterwards, a series of fireballs hit her body one after another like a line of fire.
The girl's eyes widened: "!!!"
How could there be such violent ordinary villagers in the world! ! ? ?
However, she ran out of time. Facing the menacing fireball, the girl's last thought was—
Damn... how come you are too... Erwuzi...