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Chapter 320: The First Perspective

In hallucination.

The veil loomed over the face of the visitor, preventing Tang Rou from seeing the other person's face. However, the priest's uniform on his body was too unique, allowing her to recognize him at a glance as the leader of the central cathedral and the white building complex.

believer.

The girls all looked confused.

Head up.

Women dressed as nuns raised their veils and were inspected by priests like lambs to be slaughtered, their chins held, their mouths opened, their teeth and bodies inspected.

Several women took away the brides beside them one by one and entered the small room inside.

When they came out after a while, some people were crying and some were laughing. Those who were crying were taken out of the room, while those who were laughing stayed and sat in another area to wait.

Tang Rou observed silently.

The nun came to her side, someone lifted her veil, and a pair of hands wearing black gloves reached over.

The touch feels a little blurry and unclear.

Tang Rou could vaguely feel that the person in her view had his mouth pinched open.

The fingers wearing leather gloves inserted into her mouth and touched her mouth carefully.

Checking her teeth.

The owner of this body passed the inspection easily. The hand holding her chin released, and the nun raised her arm again, allowing the priest in complicated robes to inspect her hands exposed outside the gauze skirt.

The pastor lowered his head and lowered his gaze, allowing Tang Rou to see the lower half of his face.

The lips are black.

The color is so dark that it looks like it has been dyed with ink, and it looks a little familiar.

Tang Rou vaguely felt that she had seen such a black mouth somewhere.

The hands on this body are beautiful, delicate and soft, and there is no blemish on the skin.

The hands wearing black gloves pinched her wrists, checked her repeatedly and nodded. The two nuns said to Tang Rou, "Please follow me."

The owner of the body was pulled into the small room.

There is a floor-to-ceiling mirror and an elevated single bed like an operating room.

Before entering, a girl was brought out crying.

From the corner of her eye, Tang Rou saw the girl being pulled into the corridor. Through the gap in the unclosed door, she saw several people dressed as nuns roughly pulling off her clothes, leaving most of the girl's body exposed to the air.

trembling.

On her shoulder, a small dark red birthmark was faintly visible.

The door closed in front of her, and she was pushed onto the single bed without being able to see the rest of the scene.

Someone started to unbutton her clothes.

Since this had already happened, Tang Rou couldn't resist even from the first-person perspective and could only let a few people take off her skirt and examine her naked body.

Like inspecting objects, not people.

"No scars."

"No birthmark."

They inspected it carefully and strictly, groping back and forth with their hands on Tang Rou's body. Her feelings were not deep, after all, it was not her own body.

Those touches felt like wind blowing, without any real feeling, but the behavior itself made her feel disgusted.

And that girl just now was probably disliked because of the birthmark on her shoulder.

Through the iron gate, Tang Rou could still hear people crying outside, and the desperation revealed in the cries frightened her.

Isn't it such a sad thing to not be selected?

She doesn't understand.

What the nun did next shocked her.

They forced Tang Rou's legs to open, exposing her softest and most private parts.

Tang Rou couldn't control her body, nor could she resist what had happened. This was just an illusion from a first-person perspective, like playing a VR game.

But the depth of this inspection shocked him.

"It's clean, okay." The nun commented lightly.

The outer gauze of the skirt was put back on her.

The owner of this body passed the inspection and was led out.

The girls who successfully passed the inspection were waiting on the other side of the room. After everyone had checked, the brides in white wedding dresses were uniformly taken into the extended black vehicle.

There is a long table in the middle of the RV. There is nothing on the table except a smoking vat of wine.

From the moment they got on the bus, these brides began to become drowsy and in a trance, as if they were in a sweet dream. Each of them had a smile on their lips, and they seemed to be in abnormal mental condition.

Those dressed as nuns put on filter masks, closed the car doors tightly, and even sealed the windows.

There seems to be something wrong with the smoke.

When the vehicle stopped, Tang Rou realized that she had been taken to the white church complex on the beach.

They were taken to the church to listen to carols. The priest with black lips changed his clothes, stood on the high platform and sang solemnly, as if he was doing something great.

Behind him is a sculpture so huge that it requires people to look up, and the top cannot be seen.

It was still covered with white cloth, and only some beautiful tentacles that could not be covered were exposed at the bottom. They were definitely not human, and they were ferocious and terrifying.

Familiar yet strange.

Tang Rou looked at the huge white statue and didn't understand.

Since it needs to be covered up, what is the significance of building this kind of sculpture?

This carol was sung in an extremely formal way. Many girls were in a trance and were unable to sing. Even Tang Rou's body was swaying and she couldn't even focus in the end.

What was burning in the pottery jars on the car was probably coca leaves.

The brides next to them all looked happy, and they were already in a state of joy even without doing anything. After singing carols, the nuns took jars of glass jars from the warehouse on the other side.

The black wine was poured into goblets and distributed to many brides.

Tang Rou was also given a cup.

A strange face was reflected in the cup, the face of the owner of this body.

She is very beautiful, with clear features and a happy expression.

She lifted the glass of wine in her hand, getting closer and closer to her mouth.

In this hallucination, Tang Rou's sense of smell was not real, but even so, she could feel that the wine glass in her hand exuded an indescribable fishy smell in addition to the smell of alcohol.

In the flash of lightning, she thought of what Aslan had said.

She discovered the huge black tank in the warehouse, which was soaked in Noah's people who were captured as sacrifices. Their limbs were chopped off, their eyes, mouths, and noses were sewn shut, and they were soaked in wine.

So what are these wines in your hands?

It was too late to think too much.

The owner of the body drank all the wine in the glass. Tang Rou's brain exploded with a bang, and she collapsed and went crazy.

I couldn't even vomit even if I wanted to.

And she soon learned why the priest wanted them to drink the wine.

The brides beside them who were originally clean, after drinking the wine in their hands, dark green smoke vaguely drifted out from their noses, from the gaps between their lips, from the corners of their eyes and from their ears.

They are all tainted with the smell of sin.

Tang Rou seemed to understand.

By drinking the wine soaked by the sacrifices, in a sense, do these brides also kill each other with their own kind?


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