In front of your sight, a tall church stands in the withered forest, like a sleeping giant beast crawling in the forest.

In the thin and hazy light, Colin was able to see the church clearly.

This is a Gothic-style steeplechase with gray and white walls, which look only two floors.

Due to disrepair, the pattern decoration on the wall has almost peeled off, and a layer of lime has accumulated under the wall.

All this shows that no one has been here for a long time.

Through careful identification, it can be seen that the patterns on the wall should be some kind of vine full of thorns.

This pattern of thorny vines wraps the wall over and over again, as if it is protecting or binding.

“'Mother of suffering and thorns'…”

Colin couldn't help but recall what he heard in a trance before and whispered softly.

As the words fell, at this moment, a non-existent wind blew by, making people feel goosebumps all over their body.

At the same time, the wind is accompanied by a strong stench.

Colin couldn't help but retching for a moment, then covered his nose and narrowed his eyes, and saw a large amount of meat piled up in front of the three-meter-high wooden door of the church.

【Severely rotten wolf meat*4】

【Severely rotten rat meat*3】

【Medium Rotten Venison*4】

【Severely rotten...】

The severely rotten and foul-stenched meat piled up into a hill, and before it, there were countless shallow paths like buckets...

These seem to be traces left by the movement of the priest.

Colin collected the moderately rotten meat without hesitation.

At this moment, he suddenly understood what the words heard in Kaidishi's dream meant.

Father Cadice, who became a monster under his obsession, was always worried about the hunger of his children, and kept hunting other wild beasts while going out and bringing back his flesh and blood.

But... he didn't even dare to push the door open.

Mechanical, numb, uselessly executing the obsession in my heart, believing that the children inside are still alive.

However, Colin, who had entered his dream, knew that the priest probably had realized what was going on in the church before he died.

The task of bringing the children to the final peace is not so much a systematic task as the last wish of Father Cadison who carries the wheels.

He can't do it.

Looking at the closed door, Colin started his action after a brief pause.

"Lord, I'll push the door open, you can wait behind you."

After approaching, the slave volunteered. After seeing Colin nodding and reminding him to be careful, the slave carried the wheel of the weapon transformed by Father Cadice behind him, and then supported his hands on the opposite wooden door.

Then, he exerted force on his waist and leaned forward, amid the trembling and sour sounds caused by the friction and rotation of the door shaft.

The door that had been covered with dozens or hundreds of years slowly opened.

A strong and rich stinking corpse stinking overflowed from the church. Under this strong stench, the rotting smell of the animal meat outside the door turned into "light".

The slave, who was the first to be brutal, started to retreat on the spot. Although he had made the corresponding preparations before pushing it away,...

It's really too smelly.

The two of Colin and the others behind were a little better. After all, they had the rotten flesh and blood at the door as the foundation, and there was a dilution of air at some distance, so they would not have a too severe reaction.

At this time, the church door was just open and the gap between the two fingers was stretched into.

Colin looked inside curiously and found that the interior of the church was also filled with gray fog and could not see too far.

Moreover, because there is no light inside the church, it looks even more terrifying and unknown.

"Push open the door a little more, let the stench come out and let the air in, otherwise we will not be able to explore at all." Colin arranged.

Although the church does not look completely sealed, there are definitely more toxic gases accumulated in it, such as biogas, than those in the outside world.

If the air didn't wait for a moment to enter, I guess if I could kill those "wailing people", I would fall down due to unknown gas poisoning after taking two steps.

In contrast, those stenches are second to the next.

The human brain has a shielding effect on odors. When you show great discomfort with a certain odor, you may just wait for a while to get used to it.

This is most common when you squat while you squat when you go to the toilet and you won’t feel odor. It’s not that you really don’t smell anymore, but that your brain has filtered the smell, so you don’t feel odor anymore.

At this time, as the door opened, Colin and others were able to see some arrangements inside the door.

Some messy benches, a red carpet that stretches to the rear of the church, and several thin bones that have long been dead.

Without exception, they all accumulated thick dust on their bodies, which looked extremely gray and dilapidated.

And at this moment, as the door slowly opened, an accident suddenly happened.

At the door, several corpses lying on the ground, facing the ground, suddenly raised their heads.

The blood-red, hollow and cunning facial features looked at Colin and the others outside the door.

Dada dada...

Their skulls trembled, and their jaws trembled quickly, as if they were about to open.

"Do it." At the same time Collin spoke, his body moved with him, holding the axe and stepped forward with a quick step.

With a bang, an axe slashed down, directly talking about the skull being broken.

"Dismutants-Sects of Suffering-Woarers", you can tell what their attack method is just by listening to the name.

Of course, Colin couldn't let it spread its mouth and let it attack.

However, what Colin didn't expect was that these distorted monsters were so weak that they disappeared with just one axe.

In less than ten seconds, the three of them easily solved the corpse of the six clubs at the door, so easy that it was a bit beyond Colin's imagination.

However, accordingly, only nine blood was collected on the corpse of Liujia, which was pitifully small.

Others, such as corrupt flesh and bones, Colin has lost the desire to collect, which is too many and almost useless.

Then, Colin opened the parchment and looked at it, his brows slightly frowned.

Kill six "Whisperers", and the task completion progress bar is only a little bit...

"By this estimate, wouldn't it mean that there are at least sixty 'wailers' in the church?"

Colin felt it was tricky.

Although this Gothic-style steeplechase is not very big, it has at least a general shopping mall, with dozens or hundreds of "wailers" distributed irregularly among them. Just searching is a troublesome.

However, people have already arrived here and can't just return empty-handed.

The only benefit now is that Colin is not in a hurry for time, and the blood he replenishes when he comes is enough to burn a lot of time.

Soon, the church gate was completely opened.

In the darkness covered by mist, the sound of giggling bones constantly sounded.

"I hope this mission can be completed safely."
Chapter completed!