The monastery of the Soul Religion is located underground, like a huge ant nest. There are dozens of huge underground caves connected by complex underground passages.

The cave connected by the Door Key is the closest to the ground among the entire cave group.

Two armed believers who were on guard nearby heard the noise coming from the cave.

"Priest Osmond, are those damn untouchables bothering you again? Let us help you build a gallows on the Key of the Porta and hang one untouchable on it, so that the remaining untouchables will not dare to come."

The two of them pushed open the door and walked into the cave.

Priest Osmond's status in the monastery is not low. Among all the priests, he is the most promising to advance to the fourth level and become a titled priest.

They, ordinary believers who have no chance of awakening, must naturally fawn over them.

As soon as they entered the cave, the two believers saw Priest Osmond lying on the ground like a dead pig, and three strangers stood in the cave.

"not good!"

One of the believers who reacted quickly grabbed the rifle hanging on his back and prepared to shoot.

"Qiang!"

The cold light flashed, and the sharp sword light was like lightning, directly cutting him and the gun in half.

The blade was turned upside down and pointed directly at the remaining cultist. Scarlet blood splashed on his face, drawing a bloody line.

The cultist wiped the blood from his face, dropped the rifle in his hand on the ground, and raised his hands in surrender.

"How many priests are there in the monastery now, and how many ordinary believers are there?"

Li Mu asked, patting his face with a knife.

"Teach...there are three more priests and forty-two believers."

The believer trembled and said.

"Is there no title of priest?"

"No."

The cultist's left hand unconsciously clenched a fist.

Li Mutian held up the knife, and the sharp tip was almost inserted into the believer's eyeball.

"Then why did I hear the distinguished priest Osmond say that there is still a fourth-level priest in the monastery!" He shook the blade, and the sharp tip of the knife passed against the believer's eyeball. As long as he continued

Just one millimeter and you can cut open his eyeball.

"It seems that your belief in the Lord of Souls is indeed very pious, even more pious than that of an Osmond priest."

Li Mu sheathed his sword and slashed.

"Yes! Yes! The Blood Snake Priest is still in the monastery."

The believers shouted hurriedly.

Li Mu stopped the sword.

"How many more priests are there?"

"Six, including Padre Osmond."

Now that even Priest Osmond has betrayed the order, he, an ordinary believer, has no pressure at all. He just poured beans out of a bamboo tube and betrayed the entire situation of the monastery to Li Mu.

Li Mu nodded, and there was no difference in what he heard from the priests in Holkin Town. It seemed that there was indeed only one fourth-level priest left in the monastery.

"Where are the other priests? Take us there."

The cultist glanced at the three of them, swallowed, and nodded.

"First wipe the blood on your face, and then pick up the gun on the ground."

After the cultist had cleaned himself up and there was nothing unusual, Li Mu snapped his fingers and the three of them disappeared into the air.

"Let's go."

Li Mu's voice sounded in the void.

The believer shuddered and turned around to lead the way.

Although he was just an ordinary believer, he still recognized that the sacred contract used by the intruder in front of him was the breath of mystery.

They have already killed at least one titled priest!

A deep cold-like fear arose in the believers' hearts, and they walked towards the passage numbly.

Suddenly there was a heavy pressure on his shoulders, and then a big hand squeezed his face hard.

"Be natural, my friend, and look natural, don't look like you're going to a funeral."

A voice rang from my ears.

"Yes...yes, sir."

The believer forced a smile.

Although electric lights were set up, the passages between the caves were still very dark and humid, and the air was filled with a peculiar smell.

Because the humidity was too high, water droplets appeared on the rock walls. The ventilation fan was humming and taking away the exhaust gas.

The believer could clearly hear his own breathing and footsteps, but the three people following him were like ghosts and made no sound.

The entire underground monastery is astonishingly large, and the passages leading to each cave are undulating and intricate, like a large maze.

The believers passed through several forks and walked for about ten minutes before reaching the next cave.

Two believers guarded the entrance of the cave.

"Raj, if you are not on duty in Cave No. 1, why are you here?"

One of the believers looked at Raj walking over strangely.

Raj felt something hard pressing against his waist and took a deep breath.

"Priest Osmond asked me to report something to the priests."

"Go in, the priests are teaching. When you see the scene inside, don't be scared to death like last time."

A cultist smiled evilly and opened the alloy door.

The smell of disinfectant and rot came from the other side of the door. Raj swallowed, clenched his fists and walked in.

This cave is much cleaner and neater than other caves. The large lights installed on the rock wall illuminate the entire cave as brightly as day.

The originally uneven rock walls were carefully smoothed, the top of the cave was carved into a graceful arc, and a large number of exquisite and bizarre murals were carved throughout the cave.

Most of these murals are the sacred relics of the Lord of Souls and the deeds of the holy sacrifices of the past generations.

There was a class going on in the cave, and a dozen reserve priests were divided into groups of three and sitting around. The oldest of them was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and the younger ones were only in their early ten years, and their faces were still a little immature.

The priest responsible for instructing them was standing on the podium in front of the cave. He was a gloomy middle-aged man. The priest ignored the believers who came in through the door and continued to teach.

"Soul! The soul dominates all things in this world. The flesh and blood body is just a vessel to carry the precious treasure of the soul. Believe in the Lord of the soul and constantly communicate with Him, our souls will also change. There are many ordinary awakened people

Ability that I don’t have.”

He said enthusiastically to the reserve priests in the audience.

"The greatest ability is to control soul insects!"

"The soul's understanding of itself keeps our form in a weak and incompetent human form. This is also the reason why those enhanced awakeners who mainly rely on physical combat are so weak. But as long as it is implanted in the soul of the subject

Soul worms, we can use soul worms to change the soul's understanding of itself."

"Under the stimulation of spiritual radiation, the body will transform into the form recognized by the soul. This allows our Soul Cult to transform a huge population of blood beasts. The blood-thirsty beast and the blood owl are among the successful works. But the strongest

The big one is the blood beast soul-eating python."

"Today I'm going to show you how to use the soul worm."

The priest reached out and grabbed the baby on the podium.
Chapter completed!