The footsteps soon stopped at the door of the prison.

Chen Lun saw a tall middle-aged man, surrounded by two guards holding torches, blocking the iron door of the prison.

Next to him was Floy, who was bowing his head slightly.

The man wore a dark red monk's robe, a short cloak that reached his neck and elbows, and a rectangular cloth pulled from his chest to his crotch that was white with black edges. He also held 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 asked the guard with a mustache.

His tone was deliberately arrogant, and at the same time there was impatience and anxiety in his tone.

"Yes... yes, Brother Will."

"Stulton's bunch of losers, the sacrifices they find are getting less and less each time!

If this damn fat pig could put more focus on eating, drinking and making money on the will of the church, I would have left this barren town long ago!"

Brother Will was so angry that Chen Lun could even see the spittle he spurted flying towards his mustachioed face.

The corners of Mustache's eyes twitched, but he remained silent and did not dare to say anything.

"He should repent! Kneel down in Lady Rose's garden and repent!"

Brother Will became more and more irritable. He seemed to have been suppressed for a long time and exploded at this moment.

"Hurry! Take them to Secret Room No. 7!"

"Yes, Lord Will."

Mustache immediately walked into the prison holding a torch, raised his hand and whistled in front of all the sacrifices.

Chen Lun noticed a simple red apple pattern tattooed on the back of his hand. Perhaps it was the identity mark of the church guard.

call out--!

The whistle seemed to have some magic power, and 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 Floy's warning and didn't eat the apple.

Otherwise, with my poor 3 points of willpower, I will never pass the judgment.

In the end, he became a fool who was manipulated and queued up to die.

Bang!!

Chen Lun suddenly felt a huge force and pain, and then he fell to the ground like a dog eating shit.

He landed on his face, and the hard stone almost knocked his front teeth off.

"His grandma! You want to play with me, right?"

Although he didn't reach out to confirm, Chen Lun was sure that his teeth were loose and couldn't help but curse secretly.

Forget the burning pain, what made him unbearable the most was that those damn church guards never wiped their boots.

The ground was covered with cow dung and dog excrement brought in by the soles of shoes, and it even accumulated in a thick layer!

He resisted the desire to retching and persisted in performing the act, maintaining his foolish eyes and silly smile.

"Hurry up! You damn boss!"

Brother Will took his anger out on Chen Lun, who was walking at the back of the team.

He was annoyed and kicked Chen Lun in the stomach twice more, almost knocking out all the bile in Chen Lun.

"Wait for me..."

Chen Lun gritted his teeth secretly.

He endured the severe pain, got up and continued to follow the team.

Along the way, Chen Lun noticed that this underground prison was very large, with more than a dozen cells.

But there don't seem to be many people detained inside, and there are even many empty rooms.

This does not mean that the number of people killed by the church is small. On the contrary, it is precisely too many that has led to the current situation of "supply exceeding demand."

After a while of twists and turns, Chen Lun's sacrifice team arrived at the door of a huge basement.

A wooden sign stained with blood hangs on one side, with the number "7" vaguely visible on it.

After entering the basement, the scene inside seemed very empty.

Apart from the torches hanging on the surrounding walls, there is only a huge square altar in the middle.

There is a worn leather notebook on the altar.

Three or four guards wearing fur coats and brimmed hats held torches and bowed to Brother Will. Then Brother Will raised his hand and made a gesture:

"It's time to start."

Mustache nodded and whistled again.

I saw a man at the front of the sacrifice procession walking straight up to the altar, opening the leather notebook placed on it, and started reading.

The surrounding environment was quite quiet, except for the subtle sound of the burning torch, and the only sound was the clatter of his notebook.

But soon, a painful and loud wailing scream broke the silence.

"Ah!! Ahhhh!!"

Chen Lun saw that the man seemed to have seen the most terrifying sight in the world.

He straightened his body, covered his eyes with his hands, opened his mouth to an exaggerated degree, and screamed loudly.

Then he raised his head and fell straight back, his arched body stopped moving, and he died in a twisted posture.

Chen Lun couldn't help but become alert when he saw this.

"Hey, my sanity has been completely cleared, and I'm sure I'm going to die..."

What level of [Trick] is this thing? It can’t be on the same level as [Potted Plant], right?”

He wiped his sweat secretly. There were only a few people in the team, and he would soon be there.

The death of the first man did not cause any stir. The rest of the team were indifferent to this scene and still looked stupid.

Floy just raised his eyelids for a glance, then lowered his gaze, as if he had already become numb.

Brother Will seemed more and more impatient. He made several gestures to indicate to Mustache to continue quickly.

call out!

The mustache whistled with his fingers, and the next woman stepped forward to flip through the notes.

But as expected, within a few seconds she was like the previous sacrifice, screaming and falling to the ground, covering her eyes and dying in pain.

"Ah! Ah!"

"Ahhhh!!"

The young men and women who were in the same room as Chen Lun read the strange leather notebook one after another, and without exception, they received a terrible impact that was invisible to outsiders.

His sanity value was cleared and he went crazy and died on the spot.

There was even a man who was mysteriously contaminated and lost control.

He was like an old man who was seriously ill, trembling all over.

Muscles and bones are scattered like pieces of a puzzle.

But he didn't die immediately. Instead, he turned into a squirming mass of flesh and even wanted to attack the people next to him.

Fortunately, Brother Will reacted in time and commanded the guards to chop it into pieces, then put it into a sack and dragged it away.

Only a pool of filthy blood was left on the spot, indicating that what just happened was not a nightmare that never happened.

"Damn! It's useless! Damn it, boss!"

Brother Will cursed angrily.

The sacrifice did not go well and he lost all his patience.

The pressure from the church and the priest and the pain of no hope of leaving made him manic.

"you!"

Brother Will pointed at Chen Lun, his eyes full of malice shrouding him.

"It's your turn, the last sacrifice!"

He strode up to Chen Lun.

Seeing the stupid look on the latter's face, Hadazi even wet the collar of his clothes. Brother Will couldn't help but cover his nose and look back in disgust.

"If you fail again, I will chop you into pieces and bury you in Lady Rose's garden! Do you understand?"

Chen Lun had a silly smile on his face and turned a deaf ear.

Brother Will seemed to realize that it was useless to talk to a fool, so he took a deep breath and let his mustache whistle.

call out!
To be continued...