At the same time, outside Jingdu, less than 50 kilometers away from the city.
Countless lush trees formed an endless sea of trees, decorating the pure white buildings in the canyon, like a fairyland. The sign of "Home of Souls" hanging on the gate was still spotless.
The sanatorium, which was claimed to be a new type of soul treatment, was actually the headquarters of a religious group. In this country, which was famous for all kinds of religious groups, such places were not rare. In fact, there were so many of them that they were uncountable.
The Hierarch was known as the reincarnation of Jesus. He never showed his true face to people. He only showed his face to the world through a curtain to get rid of disasters. This was not rare. There were many rich businessmen among the believers and sponsors. This headquarters cost billions of Yingzhou dollars and was designed by a famous architect.
In the eyes of the believers, this was an ideal place like heaven on earth. Only the believers who had followed the Hierarch for many years were qualified to give up all their assets and enter this place. They could live a self-sufficient rural life, cultivate crops, and enjoy a beautiful and fulfilling life away from the world. After death, they could enter the Home of Souls in Heaven forever and never have to worry.
No matter how one looked at it, it was just an ordinary group of swindlers.
Those who were sober would scoff at it, but it was not worthwhile to compete with this kind of religious group that was full of fools. After all parties paid enough money, naturally, there would not be any blind police who came to make trouble.
Under the noon sun, the most sacred time of the day, in the auditorium, pious praises and songs of the believers came from the most sacred time of the day.
"Amazing grace, how sweet, my sins have been forgiven; I was lost a long time ago, but now I am found; I was blind, but now I can see …"
In the pure white auditorium, the walls depicted a peaceful scene.
The world was harmonious.
Regardless of race, race, old or young, people all over the world held hands and looked at the hopeful future with a smile. When drops of blood slid down the wall, the pale faces were dyed with a wisp of bright red.
When they looked down, their eyes became more and more lively.
In the darkness that even the scorching sun could not illuminate, countless sticky blood surged like snakes, flowing out of the sluggish bodies and turning into a scarlet blood pool.
Surging.
The mysterious Hierarch in the past, the high priests, and even the holy messengers were now immersed in the deep blood pool, forgetting themselves and singing loudly.
The gradually melting skeleton raised its head and bathed in the sunlight that leaked through the dome window. The empty eye sockets were filled with the light of happiness and peace. Black blood flowed out like mud, passing through the serene smile and falling down bit by bit.
Under the command of the conductor's baton, the sacred hymns reached the climax!
"I'm also quite talented in music!"
On the highest sacred altar, the young man who directed the chorus looked back at the guests behind him and smiled, "Don't you think so?"
When the evil spirits from Jiangshan broke into the headquarters, they saw such a ferocious and terrifying scene.
The moment he was stared at by that pair of eyes, he felt the malice from hell and the deep coldness of the deep sea.
In the blink of an eye, they had.
The mission situation..
"Let's go!"
The commander, code-named Green Ghost.
But it was already too late.
Outside the canyon, the sunlight was suddenly cut off and endless darkness attacked. The enormous shadow of Sheng Qing slowly rose, like a python coiling around its prey, surrounding the entire Village of Souls.
The pair of huge eyes looked down, like cold stars, spilling a malicious light.
The secret instrument rooted in the countless corpses and the Origin of Pain in the deepest part of the canyon had already completely covered and sealed this place.
Countless curses fell from the sky like rain, shrouding everything.
The enormous and ferocious silhouette appeared from the gray rain and wandered through this hell. It was like a giant trampling on the earth, echoing with rumbling sounds.
This place was already hell on earth!
Even before the little cabin in the forest came here …
"Since you're already here, why are you leaving?"
On the altar, the little cabin in the forest turned the baton in his hand that was randomly carved out of bones and pointed at the group of sluggish evil spirits, smiling, "Come and sing with me!"
In that instant, boundless darkness swallowed everything.
Eternal wails and screams sounded, tearing apart the false hymn and resounding through the darkness.
When the long chanting finally came to an end, there were only countless melted and sticky remains left in the blood pool. They were entangled with each other, and their hollow faces were filled with foolish smiles or pain. They were immersed in endless nightmares and fantasies, unable to wake up anymore.
Soon, there was a bone-chilling chewing sound.
Thousands of voices rose and fell from the blood pool. Under the secret instrument of evil cannibalism, those broken souls were immersed in endless greed and began to crazily devour everything around them.
Only the bone baton in the hands of the little cabin in the forest hovered, like a spoon stirring in a cauldron. An invisible flame burned everything, and in the end, even the bottomless blood pool dried up.
Only a wriggling abyssal fetus spasmed in the pool. On its deformed body that resembled a baby, thousands of mouths let out high-pitched cries and wails.
"The quality is not enough. It's still useless. Relying on this group of leftovers, this is the best I can do."
The little cabin in the forest wiped the sweat on his head and threw the broken bones aside.
Looking down at the dying fetus under his feet, he squatted down and stared at the pairs of eyes filled with hatred and pain. Suddenly, he asked curiously, "You've been out for so long. Do you want to call home?"
So, soon thousands of cries sounded from Naito's phone, and countless vicious curses emerged from the chaotic electromagnetic waves, turning the conference room of Luming Hall into hell in an instant.
"Naito … Naito … Naito-sama …"
At this moment, in front of all the participants, the evil spirits of the past had turned into genuine evil spirits. They wriggled out of the phone bit by bit, tugging at the corner of his clothes, causing his face to turn pale.
But before the curse descended, a storm appeared out of thin air in an instant, and a faint cold snort came from the source of the wind, dissipating the countless curses.
The storm closed, and all the wreckage disappeared, leaving only a messy conference room. Everyone looked at each other.
The fifth-order of Luming Hall made a move!
Huai Shi felt the cold gaze that was cast on her through the countless walls. She held the teacup and calmly savored the sweet taste of the tea.
"What a sin."
He sighed sympathetically, "Does your Luming Hall also owe wages? You see, they came to ask for wages, but they were beaten out … It's really miserable. "
For a moment, several gazes that were suppressing their anger landed on him.
But Huai Shi calmly put down the teacup.
As if nothing had happened, he asked curiously, "Didn't you say there was a meeting? Where were we just now? Hey, why aren't you talking? "
"…"
Nanan looked at him for a long time without any expression, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
He just signaled his subordinates to drive Naito out of the room. After restoring the calm in the conference room, he picked up the manuscript in his hand again.
"Just now we were talking about …"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of hurried knocks on the door sounded, causing Nanan's five fingers to suddenly tighten. His face was ashen, and he could no longer hide his anger and ferocity.
But the subordinate who pushed the door in ignored his angry expression and quickly stepped forward. After leaning over and whispering a few words in his ear, his expression changed.
At the same time, there was a continuous vibration in the conference room.
A pop-up notification from Tomorrow News.
— — Asian Headlines!
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Danbo, the harbor. A moist wind blew from afar.
"Ordinary goods."
"Well, it's indeed ordinary goods."
Two samurai with swords lowered their heads and looked down at the corpses that had been cut into pieces by the sword blade. They shook their heads and sighed.
The few Ascendants who were protecting William were even killed by the two Guardians who had launched a sneak attack in an instant. Tenda coldly shook off the blood on the blade, wiped the blade, and put the sword back into the sheath.
"Luming Hall is really getting worse with each generation." He glanced at the dirty Komagawa with disdain. "And you, why are you like this?"
"Ah, sorry, Tama-senpai, I accidentally got a little excited."
The swordsman who looked like an old monkey waved his hand, took off his blood-stained sportswear, and threw it aside. But the bloodstains on his face could not be wiped away with a handkerchief.
The blood on the blade seemed to be flowing endlessly, dripping endlessly.
Energetic shouts came from afar.
The Kyodo who had taken off their jackets rolled up their sleeves and were stirring the cement in full swing.
Dust flew up.
Shangye wiped the sweat on his face and suddenly asked, "Hey, Yamashita, let's go for a drink tonight. I recently found a restaurant that makes good grilled squid. "
Yamashita thought for a moment with a shovel and shook his head. "I don't like seafood."
"What about ramen?"
"It's too oily, I don't have an appetite."
"Hey, have you become more and more picky about food recently?" Shangye said with disdain. "Don't be like a kindergarten child who doesn't eat vegetables."
"It's all because the place you chose is too tasteless. Don't blame others. Also, move faster, there's too little water. Are you really working in a construction company? "
"I work in an office. And even if it's a construction site, there's no need to feed people cement piles every day, okay? Just do enough! "
Behind the two, the sound of hard bumping and shouting could be heard from the sealed gasoline barrels.
"Look, we've been dawdling for too long. They're already awake." Shangye scratched his head. "Just do enough, right?"
"… You've only fed a few people, and you're already slacking off?"
"It doesn't matter if it's more or less. At most, we can share it. They won't care anyway."
"Then let's do this."
At the foot of the mountain, he shook his head and waved his hand. Immediately, a subordinate rolled a cement bucket over. After opening the lid, a frightened middle-aged man poked his head out. He wanted to say something, but then a machine started. The cement in the huge pipe rushed out and covered his face.
The lid was closed. The next one, and the next one.
In the end, the pale-faced William was pushed to the front. In the barrel, he struggled and screamed, "No, no, I'll give you money, I have a lot of money … Ten million! Ten million! Fifty million! Fifty million is fine too … US dollars! It's all in US dollars! "
"Hey, Shangye." Yamashita smoked and seemed to be deep in thought.
"What's wrong?"
"Why don't we have ramen tonight? Do you have soy sauce?"
"Ah, I prefer pork bones." Shangye thought for a moment and suggested, "Do you want to challenge Dongxia's Yizhou's hellish spicy set meal?"
Yamashita shook his head. "Why don't we drink?"
"Okay, let's drink."
Shangye nodded and pulled the handbrake. Amidst the roar of the machine, screams could be heard. Soon, only vague curses were left. In the barrel, William cursed, "The Alliance of Freedom won't let you go … Never … Sob … Sob …"
In the end, the face was also covered by gray cement.
The lid was closed.
Half an hour later, the quick-drying cement had been sealed with a thick layer of crust. Rows of cement barrels were lined up and rolled to the edge of the sand dredger.
"One, two, three!"
With a splash, water splashed.
It was a success.
The sea breeze in the distance blew gently. The vast expanse of blue waves rippled slightly. The sky was clear and cloudless.
It was a good day.
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Far away at the border, on the Gray Coast, it was raining cats and dogs.
At the headquarters of the Wanderer Alliance of Freedom, Anna stood in the elevator, chewing gum and looking up at the change of the floor indicator.
"Ding!"
The elevator door opened.
The light illuminated the girl's red hoodie. Under the hood, a smile appeared on her young face.
Towards her prey.
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