It can be vaguely distinguished that it is indeed the castle that looks very good.
"It doesn't look like it. The castle I went to was all made of obsidian. I don't know what material this one is made of, but it's definitely not obsidian."
In the dark night, Mu Fan touched the surface of the castle and murmured to himself.
There seems to be a funeral taking place in this castle.
A black funeral, everyone wore black clothes and brought a bouquet of flowers, either black or white.
There were adults and children, and they all looked extremely sad.
In the crystal coffin, a little boy was lying there quietly, with a pale face. It seemed that he was the protagonist of the funeral.
When he felt that no one could find him, Mu Fan quietly observed the little boy.
There were no wounds on his body, but there was a strange energy, which seemed to be a sacred place of light burning his soul.
And looking at everyone around them, the faces of the men are very similar, and it is not difficult to see that this is a huge family.
What's going on? I pulled myself directly into a huge funeral to absorb the soul of the funeral?
This little guy's soul doesn't seem to be very strong, and how can it be useful to the Cursed Witch Spirit if it's being devoured?
Mu Fan shook his head and began to listen carefully to some of the discussions around him.
Through the condolences and the surrounding discussions, Mu Fan gradually clarified his thoughts.
It turns out that this is a family that believes in the Holy Light. To be precise, the family has lived in this fortress for generations, and everyone believes in the Holy Light.
But one day, the master of the distant temple forcibly took the little boy away. When he was sent back, he was already a cold corpse.
Without any reason, without any apology or thanks, the child was just thrown in front of the castle like a sack.
After many inquiries from the old patriarch, I got a little bit of information. I identified the wrong person and mistakenly believed that he had an affair with Abyss. He should have been released long ago, but for some reasons...
The child's parents went crazy, and the Holy Light shattered before their eyes at that moment.
The entire family attended the funeral.
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe came in.
"Your family has something to do with the Abyss. I need to investigate you one by one."
A simple sentence directly made everyone excited.
The old patriarch rushed out with a crutch, looking angry: "We have been worshiping the Holy Light for generations, how could we have anything to do with the abyss?"
The man in white robes didn't listen at all and waved his hand directly. Then a group of knights in white robes appeared and controlled everyone.
Then the men and women separated.
Separate old and young.
Under this pressure, everyone remained silent. The men were pulled outside the castle and slowly reached a deep pit.
"All go down."
The white-robed paladin said, his language was extremely cold and devoid of any emotion.
"We didn't make any mistakes, why did we go into the trap?"
One of the men argued and was stabbed in the chest with a sword. Then the white-robed knight waved his hand and stabbed him in the chest with a long shadow sword.
The men who were originally wearing mourning clothes to hold funerals for their clansmen were pushed into the pit one by one, roaring angrily.
No one was spared.
As if they had done something trivial, these knights wiped away the blood and left.
It was even more miserable inside the castle.
The paladins and the white-robed man who were caught off guard started massacring the helpless people.
Even boys under one year old were not spared.
The old patriarch looked at the middle-aged man fiercely and knelt down under the Holy Light Group. It was a huge cross with a white-haired man hanging his head and nails hammered in front of it.
"Holy Light, save your most loyal believer."
And this holy light seemed to have understood his call. A ray of holy light appeared at the top of the entire castle. Everyone stopped moving. The old man's clan members thought they were saved and hurriedly crawled to the old man's side.
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"Thank you Holy Light, thank you Holy Light."
The old man was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. He knocked his head out and wrote the words first. The blood spread down the entire stairs and merged with the blood of the clan members.
Mu Fan's expression changed.
Encountering the Holy Light does not mean salvation, but expulsion.
Mu Fan clearly felt the banishment of the Holy Light, but he could not help at all.
He could only be a bystander, watching these people being lifted off the altar one by one by the holy light.
The middle-aged man in white robe has turned into a middle-aged man in blood robe. He looked at the old patriarch who was swept down by the holy light with a grin:
"The Holy Light has abandoned you a long time ago. If I want to blame you, I can only blame you for being so talented that someone at the level of a Holy Son appears."
"Do you know how the child died? His meridians were broken alive. Everything can be seen on the surface, but the holy light has destroyed all his meridians."
Before the old man could rush forward angrily.
A spear passed through his chest.
The old patriarch held the handle of the gun unwillingly, as he might not be able to stop the flow of life.
The massacre continued, and the screams and wailings from the mouths of old, young, women and children seemed even more tragic.
Blood splattered on the coffin.
A huge energy is gathering.
It seems that there was a wave of resentment after the coffin burst.
"It's coming, it's coming. Sure enough, even if his meridians are cut off, he can't die. Now I finally got his soul out."
The burning golden soul floats in the void. If you look closely, it is the soul of the child.
There is also a sacred fire on it, which is constantly burning the soul.
"Capture souls." The middle-aged man in white robe waved his hand, and his paladins formed a group.
The middle-aged man in white robe stared closely at the soul: "Don't let the holy fire burn the soul, otherwise our trip will be in vain."
The paladins set up a huge net out of nowhere, apparently trying to capture the soul directly.
Just when they were using the golden net to take away the soul, the soul suddenly opened, and the holy fire burned around the net, and the golden net was burned away.
"It is indeed the Holy Son. Change the mercury net and don't worry about his damage." The middle-aged man in white robes admired from behind and ordered.
The paladins took out another bottle of strange liquid, which should be mercury.
Throwing mercury in the sky, using their weapons to support a net, this net rushed towards the soul.
The holy light and holy fire next to the golden soul once again greeted it, but this time the silver net was not swallowed up.
Just when the silver net was about to touch the golden soul, a burst of black energy exploded straight through from the roof.