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Chapter 1126 Torture II

"Yes. In the Church of Isis, where there is light, there is naturally darkness. Contrary to the ruling faction that leads moderate methods, the concept of the Dark Temple is a more radical and intense theory of sacrifice.

They believe that in order to win the final victory, sacrifice is inevitable. Only by sacrificing the interests and lives of most people and concentrating efforts can a small number of people gain a strong enough foundation to defeat everything. Destroy everything and rebuild everything from the ruins.

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"Are you trying to purify those who have been infected?" Lu Sheng whispered.

"Almost. Detoxification therapy was first developed by them." Old Buck seemed to be flipping through information, and the sound of the pages was endless.

"And everyone inside is crazy. Almost all the dark sides of the Isis sect are here."

"Okay, has anyone responded to the information about the people I requested to be released before?" Lu Sheng asked again.

He had previously painted all the faces of Miguang Ying and his relatives on oil paintings. The purpose was to let his subordinates search for the people in the portraits after printing.

"There are not many people who come here who want to pretend to be false. After being discovered on the spot, they still want to cheat, and they are pulled out and shot directly." Old Buck said disdainfully.

"Go on. If possible, increase the reward. I will make every caravan that dares to circulate between gathering places release this news." Lu Sheng said calmly.

"no problem!"

tick tick tick

Half of Isla's body was covered in blood, with several blood holes the size of his thumb constantly draining every drop of blood from his body.

In exchange, there were black fragments scattered in front of the castle hall. All the sculptures were smashed one by one in just ten minutes.

"What a perfect gesture to welcome you, my guest."

A standing white bear appeared in front of the hall door, with a gentle and polite smile on its face. It was wearing a tight-fitting tuxedo, holding the black top hat it had just taken off in its hand, and a small white flower folded from paper was inserted on the left chest, making him look like

He is as gentle and cute as the little bear in the fairy tale.

"Ahem" Isla slowly approached the white bear with caution.

"Where is Jasmine?" he asked in a low voice.

"In the concert hall on the second floor, that beautiful lady has been waiting for you, distinguished Mr. Savior." A hint of human irony appeared on Bai Xiong's face.

"Savior? Is that what you call me?" Isla laughed at himself.

"Among the seven, your position is the most special, isn't it?" Bai Xiong asked back.

Isla tightened his grip on the dagger, quickened his pace, passed by the white bear, and walked into the hall.

The floor of the hall was a thick layer of dark red plasma, just like the plasma on a red carpet. Just stepping on it, he felt that his boots were about to be stuck and he could not move.

In the living room on the first floor, on the bloody red carpet, a slim figure in a white dress slowly stood up. She wore a bright pearl necklace on her chest, and there were delicate silver threads woven under the skirt to create blossoming silver flowers.

. Her long jet black hair is like the stars shining in the night sky, and she is wearing a black veil with gems.

"Nice to meet you, Isla, the legendary savior." A soft smile appeared on the delicate face of the girl in the white dress.

"Nice to meet you too, beautiful lady." Isla responded equally politely. "So, are you here to stop me too?"

"No, this is just a game, a test." The girl shook her head slightly. The long skirt under her body was like liquid, starting to flow, drip, and melt around her.

A large amount of almost endless white liquid flowed down from her long skirt and covered the ground around the entire hall.

"Brother, I don't have time to entertain you now, so I will personally entertain you here." The girl opened her slender arms wearing white gloves.

“Although it’s not as grand as it is, it’s still gorgeous and rich. I hope you’ll be satisfied.”

Isla was forced back step by step by the white liquid, almost retreating to the door.

But when he arrived at the gate, he found that the door had been closed and locked at some point.

"Let it boil." The girl whispered softly.

In an instant, the white liquid on the floor of the entire hall seemed to be alive, and white dead trees stood up from the ground. The branches of the trees branched, connected and merged with each other, forming white flower buds.

The flower buds opened and burst into pieces of white spikes.

The floor, walls, and ceiling were all covered in white slime splatters.

Isla dodged several times in succession, but finally failed to avoid it, and was severely pierced through his left thigh by several white spikes.

The blood flew out and fell to the white ground, causing a large number of bubbles like boiling.

He quickly took off the long bow from his back and tapped his fingers around the wound a few times to stop the bleeding.

"Is this what the savior is capable of?" The girl was a little disappointed, "Otherwise, you should stay here and become a member of my collection. It is much more comfortable than being swallowed by monsters outside and turning into nothingness."

"I'm sorry, I have to pick up my companion, and I don't have time to hang around with you here." Isla took a deep breath and straightened her body.

Phew!!

He pulled back the bowstring sharply.

half an hour later

Bang!

Isla was hit hard by a huge force and rolled to the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor from the first floor.

He spat out blood and looked up at the girl in the white dress who had just exploded.

In the end, he won the battle, but although the opponent was defeated, his injuries were far less severe than his.

In the final explosion, he didn't even have the ability to protect himself, so he just took a heavy blow.

Cough cough cough

Isla got up, quickly took out the leather bag from his backpack, poured out a blood-red pill, and swallowed it in one gulp.

After resting for a while, he looked a little better.

The Scarlet Castle has been a stronghold occupied by vampires for many years. Many people have come here in the past, trying to defeat the vampires and obtain one of the pages of the Book of Beginnings.

But they all failed without exception.

"But my goal is not to seize the Book of Beginnings, at least not now, so I will definitely be able to rescue Jasmine from here." He looked calm, and used the method of tranquility to calm down the boiling blood in his body, holding on to the stairs and moving forward.

OK.

The winding staircase seems to have no end, going up, up, and up again.

Isla numbly kept climbing up. More than an hour had passed before he knew it, but he still could not reach the second floor.

He shook his somewhat confused head. Excessive blood loss began to make his consciousness more and more blurry. But it didn't matter.

He is immortal.

True immortality.

In other words, all the doppelgangers who are fused with the pages of the Book of Beginning are immortal.

They wander under the light, in the darkness, in the gap between good and evil, and the only thing that can restrain them is their own hearts.

"Of all the fusions, I'm probably the one who suffers the most," Isla thought with a wry smile. After climbing for more than an hour, he finally reached the second floor of the castle.

At this time, the entire second floor of the castle, including the walls, floors, ceilings, furniture, etc., were all cast with blood.

What should have been a solid wall now turned into a bloody liquid bound by some kind of power.

Isla could see the blood flowing at high speed under the wall.

"Long time no see, Isla."

A blood-red figure slowly walked out of a room in the corridor on the second floor and turned to look at him.

It was a handsome young man with long red hair. One of his eyes was dug out, leaving only a black blood hole. A silver hook was installed on his right arm. You can see something on his right forearm.

time was cut off.

"Or!!? How could it be you!!??" Isla's expression changed drastically and he took a step back.

"Do you want to ask, why am I a vampire? Or why did I come back to life after I died?" the red-haired young man said with a smile.

"At first you thought you had killed me with your own hands, but I was later saved by the previous vampire who passed by."

"I didn't want to at that time." There was a trace of apology and sadness in Isla's eyes.

"I know. So I don't blame you. If I were you at that time, I would have made the same choice as you." Orr said calmly, suppressing the smile on his face.

"But understanding does not mean that you can accept it." He changed the subject. "Let's decide the winner, Isla."

He slowly pulled out the dark red dagger and walked quickly towards this side.

"Or" Isla bit her lower lip, her face slightly ugly. "Don't force me."

"Forcing you?"

Orr sneered, made a mistake in his steps, increased his speed, and arrived in front of Isla in the blink of an eye.

"Blood Shadow!" He swung out his sword, and the dagger suddenly turned into more than a dozen bloody whips, trying to wrap around Isla from all directions.

Bang!!

Isla kicked Ouchi's chest and abdomen with his kick, and smashed out the longbow with his backhand.

There was a loud bang. The bow body was held tightly by Orr, but the huge force made his expression change.

"you!!?"

Isla didn't give him a chance to speak, and the two fought frantically in close combat, destroying the entire corridor on the second floor in just a few minutes.

Bang!!

Orr was thrown away by the huge force, hit the bloody wall, slowly rolled down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Tell me, where is Jasmine!?" Isla rushed up and grabbed Orr's collar.

Zheng! A golden spark exploded between the two people's arms. Orr swung his dagger and stepped back a few steps, doing more than ten backflips and landing gently on the open window sill at the end of the corridor.

Chi!

Before he could stand firm, a black stream of light flashed away and stabbed into his left shoulder accurately.

Bang!

The arrow that hit exploded into a ball of fire, blowing the person off the window sill.

"Hahahaha!!" After being blown down, Orr laughed abnormally.

He slowly got up from the ground.

"You don't really think I brought you here specifically, do you?"

Isla looked stern and rushed towards the other party. He had a premonition that something was not good.

At this moment, a room on the right side of Orr slowly opened, and a white-haired old man wearing a pure white robe walked straight out, facing him and raising his hand.

"I took away the Book of Beginning!"

The hand raised towards him suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling cold white light. There seemed to be some kind of pure white behemoth in the haze, slowly extending its claws towards Isla.

The entire corridor expanded and cracked under some huge and terrifying squeezing force, and cracks appeared under the unbearable load.

Isla was completely unable to move, and felt as if his whole body was paralyzed. His body and soul were slowly separating. His body became hotter and more active, but his soul seemed to be silenced by the light in front of him, becoming more and more silent.

The huge sharp claw glowing with white light was getting closer and closer to him in the pure white light.

An unspeakable sense of fear and crisis came quickly, like a tide.

Seeing that sharp claw getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer to the center of his eyebrows.

"What do you want to do to my disciple?"

In a daze, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind Isla and firmly grasped the white claws.


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