Zhao Pinlin went up to the trio. His eyes were staring at Mu Ningxue evilly.
If it were not for the previous rejection, Zhao Pinlin might still be admiring Mu Ningxue's beauty. However, after a few days, his ambition had grown, and he was even more obsessed with Mu Ningxue's silver hair and her icy, noble face.
He initially thought he would have to do a lot of things for the Vatican in order to fulfill his dream. After all, the woman was a Magician. To his surprise, the woman had walked right into his trap. When Zhao Pinlin stared at Mu Ningxue, it was as if he had already taken over her and ravaged her countless times!
Mu Ningxue finally understood why she was so cautious around Zhao Pinlin. The man was like a starving beast whenever he stared at her, not bothering to hide his desires.
"Zhao Pinlin, you asshole, tell me where did you take Wang Xuxu!" Rong Sheng was enraged when he saw Zhao Pinlin. He immediately went up to him and tried to strangle him.
Zhao Pinlin stood still, as if he was looking at a weak, inferior creature.
However, the Cursed Beast beside him launched an attack and swiped its claws at Rong Sheng.
The sharp claws tore Rong Sheng's sturdy body apart like tofu. Luckily, Mu Ningxue managed to pull Rong Sheng back in time. Otherwise, the claws might have torn Rong Sheng's organs out too, instead of just inflicting a flesh wound like the one he had just suffered.
"Don't be rash," said Mu Ningxue.
Rong Sheng clutched his wound and glared at Zhao Pinlin angrily.
Zhao Pinlin let out a hollow laugh. The Cursed Beast beside him could easily defeat a Magician, let alone an ordinary person like Rong Sheng.
"You're still thinking about her? I can guarantee you that if you see her, you'll try your best to avoid her. HAHAHA … if you three are smart enough, follow me to the dungeon. I'll be magnanimous enough to spare your lives. If you don't listen to me, humph, I'll ask it to tear you into pieces right here!" Zhao Pinlin said.
"You … how did you become like this!" Guo Wenyi looked at him as if she was looking at a stranger.
"I've always been like this!"
…
Mu Ningxue didn't make a move. She could sense that there were many Black Vatican members in the vicinity aside from Zhao Pinlin. If she made a move, it wouldn't be a problem to take care of Zhao Pinlin, but it would be troublesome if they were surrounded by the Black Vatican members.
It was obvious that Zhao Pinlin had no intention of killing them. He could use this opportunity to move freely in their nest.
Zhao Pinlin did not bind the three of them, either. In his opinion, the Cursed Beast watching them was the best way to restrain them.
The three of them were brought to the first floor of the basement. This place should be the Black Vatican's true lair. After walking a few steps, they could see disciples wearing black clothes, as well as Dark Beast Monsters patrolling the area with chains around their necks like hunting dogs.
"Who are these people?" Gray Priest Lu Geng asked coldly after glancing at them.
"My captives," Zhao Pinlin replied.
"Why aren't you restraining them?" Lu Geng asked.
"They're just a bunch of ordinary people. I don't think it's necessary," Zhao Pinlin replied.
"Bring them to the dungeon and bring them to the Slanted Hall at once."
"Got it."
Mu Ningxue listened carefully. She was trying to figure out what the Slanted Hall was.
Could it be that the poison had come from there? Either way, it must be an important place in the Black Vatican …
…
When they arrived at the dungeon, Mu Ningxue realized that even though there were some restraints in the cell, they were not too strong. She could easily break through them with her full strength.
Zhao Pinlin obviously treated them as ordinary people. He did not imprison them in a cell with a stronger restraining effect. Mu Ningxue let out a sigh of relief.
Unfortunately, she did not have any good stealth ability. She could easily run into trouble if she were to walk alone in the Black Vatican's nest.
…
Orange Tower's Secret Hall.
Mofan returned to the place, and realized that there was no one there. Judging from the traces on the ground, a group of Dark Beast Monsters had crawled past the place.
Mo Fan could not help but feel a little worried. However, he slowly calmed down when he saw a small white ice cube in the corner of the room.
It was the signal that Mofan and Mu Ningxue had left. If there was really any danger, nothing would be left here, indicating that she had to be rescued in time. If she had purposely left a small ice crystal behind, it meant that she was still safe.
"Mofan, Mofan …" Ling Ling's voice came from the communication device.
"What's wrong?" asked Mofan.
"There's another poison outbreak here. A few dozen people have died, and the number is still increasing. Some people have already lost their minds and are running around," said Ling Ling.
Mofan stood in front of the window and looked at the brightly lit main building in the distance. He could faintly hear some shouts and screams. He could also see tiny blurry figures running wildly in the black pasture. However, as they ran, they suddenly disappeared …
Mofan knew that they must have fallen into some weeds. Black blood was pouring out, and their bodies were turning black.
…
There was not much starlight in the pitch-black night. Dark clouds loomed over the spacious pasture. The cries of agony lingered in the air. The people hiding in the houses were trembling in fear. Their faces were so pale that they had lost all color due to fear and uneasiness …
The captain of the Golden Battle Hunters, Pan Jin, was sitting in front of the stairs. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the corpses that had already turned black. Blue veins were popping out on his body. He clenched his fists tightly. He had the urge to fight the Black Vatican, even if it meant risking his life.
However, the people of the Black Vatican were nowhere to be found. They were even hiding among the trembling civilians, pretending to be panicking on the surface, yet they were actually laughing cruelly, enjoying the screams and arguments of the civilians!
It was too torturous for Pan Jin. His cultivation was completely useless. His comrades were dying one after another in the absence of magic.
It seemed like the Golden Battle Hunters were going to be wiped out tonight … they were wiped out before they could even catch a single member of the Black Vatican!
"Captain, I don't want to wait for my death …" Pan Jin raised his head and looked at Ge Ming with tears in his eyes.
"I don't want to either. We've underestimated the Black Vatican. We can only hope … "said Ge Ming helplessly.
"Hope for what?" asked Pan Jin.
"Hope … hope …" Ge Ming's eyes widened. He tried his best to utter the word, yet he could not make a sound.
"Captain!" Pan Jin rose to his feet.
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