Although there seems to be nothing wrong here, it may be because what the Death Knight said just now impacted her outlook so much that now she always feels that something is wrong.
"Elizabeth, you are here."
The teacher's calm voice made Elizabeth relax.
Sure enough, the teacher has not changed and is still so peaceful.
"Where are the children?"
Elizabeth asked as she walked over.
Usually the teacher should be teaching the children their homework at this time.
"They...are all resting."
The identity slowly turned around, and the dark eyes on his face stared at Elizabeth, "Now, the same goes for you."
Elizabeth suffered cardiopulmonary arrest.
............
Wang Quan followed the footsteps of Elizabeth and their horses for more than half an hour.
I have to say that this town doesn’t look big, but it’s actually quite big.
Wang Quan saw no one along the way.
Things like that in the tavern never happened again.
The whole town was as silent as death.
There were no birds chirping, no insects chirping, no animals or insects of any kind.
This is a completely dead city.
Except for a few life reactions in the church on the edge of the town ahead, there is nothing here.
The death knights actually do not have the life breath of normal humans, but they have the breath of mythical creatures on their bodies.
In other words, this world is filled with the aura of mythical creatures, and it is even richer than the world of Da Zhou.
But now Wang Quan can detect a lot of human atmosphere in the church in front...
In other words, besides Elizabeth, there are other humans there.
"interesting."
Wang Quan grinned.
He himself didn't notice that since he regained consciousness from the prison fortress, his eyes had been glowing with a faint scarlet light.
Now the scarlet color is getting more intense.
It has basically surpassed the situation in Fenggu Village.
But he felt nothing at all.
He felt that he was extremely refreshed now, and his thinking was clearer than ever before.
Arriving in front of the church, he saw the horses tied next to a small tree.
They seem to be afraid of the inside of the church. They stay where they are, but never move towards the church.
But when Wang Quan approached, they turned towards the church.
Obviously, Wang Quan brought them more fear.
Wang Quan didn't pay attention, but walked towards the chapel shaking the cane in his hand.
The church door was closed tightly, as if no one had ever been there.
Wang Quan pushed open the church door and walked in.
Directly in front is the podium, and a red cloth is hung on the wall behind the podium. In front of the red cloth is the Black and White Scale, the symbol of the Death God Sect.
One end of the scale represents birth and the other end represents death.
This is also the philosophy of the Death God Sect. Life and death are equal in the eyes of God.
In front of the stage are rows of benches with backrests extending to the door.
There is a passage about 1.8 meters wide between the left and right benches.
There was a man in the front seat on the right side of the aisle, his head bowed, praying.
Judging from the clothes on the back, this person should be the priest of this church.
Elizabeth said before that the priest here was her teacher, so he should be this person.
The former bishop of the Death God Sect...
As expected, he possesses a very strong power of a degraded version of the mythical creature.
But it doesn’t feel coordinated. What’s the problem?
No, something must have gone wrong.
Wang Quan walked over and sat down on the bench behind him, "Father, can I confess here?"
"Of course, child, what do you want to confess?" the priest's voice was gentle and gentle.
"No, I just asked if I could confess, but I have nothing to confess." Wang Quan stroked the cane lying across his leg.
"Child, lying is not good. You have a lot of sins on your body. I can already smell the resentful spirits lingering around you."
After a pause for a few seconds, the priest asked: "How many people have you killed?"
Wang Quan recalled it.
I killed about a few hundred people in Fenggu Village.
But those are all immortal corpses, so that one doesn't count.
Dazhou also killed many people.
But in the world of martial arts, things come and go, and Wang Quan usually fights back passively.
Except for a few so-called masters who pretended not to treat people as human beings, the others who died in his hands were killers who came to kill him, as well as human traffickers from the Beggar Clan.
If you kill that kind of person, just kill him.
Those killed in Luoyang were also hellwalkers who caused trouble.
In Mochizuki Rin's world, it's all self-defense and counter-attack.
After recalling for a while, Wang Quan replied: "Not many."
"It seems that there are still some. Don't you remember what they looked like when they died?"
"Father, do you remember how many slices of bread you have eaten?"
After a long silence, the priest slowly turned around and said, "It seems that you have no intention of repenting at all."
"That's another story." Looking at the normal priest in front of him, Wang Quan took out a gold coin and flicked it into the air.
When the gold coin landed on the back of his hand, Wang Quan covered the back of his hand with his other hand and said, "Father, let's play a game. Guess which side of the gold coin is facing up."
The priest lowered his head and looked at Wang Quan's hand, "What's the point?"
"It's meaningless. Does playing games have any meaning?" Wang Quan shrugged, "But if you have to say it, this will probably be the most important choice you have ever made in your life."
The priest paused after hearing this and asked, "What's the bet?"
"secret."
"That doesn't seem fair."
"There has never been fairness in this world. Fairness is only relative and something that people should strive for."
Wang Quan looked at the priest calmly, "Come on, choose one."
Seeing that the priest still didn't move, he raised his hand slightly and said, "Isn't the symbol of your Death God sect the scale? Come and choose. You must choose today. It's okay not to choose."
The priest frowned slightly, and a drop of cold sweat flowed from his forehead unconsciously.
After hesitating for a moment, he said his choice, "The angel side."
Wang Quan let go of his left hand covering the back of his right hand to reveal the gold coins underneath.
It is indeed the angelic side.
This gold coin has no face value. The front is engraved with an angel holding a sword, and the back is engraved with the Queen's head.
"Well..." Wang Quan pursed his lips, "Very good, you win."
He handed the gold coin to the priest, "This is your winning bet."
The priest lowered his guard a little and took the gold coin from Wang Quan's hand, "My child, I still need to confess..."
Bang——!
Before the priest could finish his words, Wang Quan directly raised his leg and kicked him on the back of the bench.
The bench broke into two pieces, and the priest flew out like a cannonball, hit the wall hard and fell to the ground.
The scale statue hanging on the wall was smashed to pieces.
The priest's expression was distorted, but he couldn't get up no matter how hard he tried.
Then, he saw a pair of leather shoes appearing in front of him.
"Why......"
Wang Quan lowered his head and said with a smile: "You just don't have to die if you win the bet, but I didn't say I can't beat you.
"By the way, there's one more thing."
Wang Quan pressed the cane on the back of the priest's hand and twisted it hard, crushing the entire bones of the priest's hand.
"I improved your five senses a hundred times, including your reaction and recovery capabilities. In other words..."
Wang Quan took away his cane, and the priest's twisted palm quickly returned to its original shape.
"The pain you feel is a hundred times, time slows down a hundred times, and you won't faint or die."
Wang Quan bent down, his eyes hidden in the shadows under the brim of his hat exuded an increasingly brighter scarlet color.