Isra continued to climb up numbly. More than an hour had passed without him realizing it, but he still had not reached the second floor.
In exchange, the ground in front of the castle hall was littered with black shards. All of the sculptures were smashed into pieces in just a short span of ten minutes.
Fresh blood splattered and fell onto the white ground, causing large amounts of bubbles that looked like they were boiling.
"Continue. If possible, increase the bounty. I want every merchant group that dares to travel between the colonies to spread this news," Lu Sheng said calmly.
The floor of the hall was covered in a layer of viscous dark red blood, like a red carpet. Just by stepping on it, he felt like his boots were stuck to it and could not move.
"You don't really think I lured you here, do you?"
A true undying body.
Isra kicked Qiao Yi's chest and swung her longbow with a backhand.
Half of Isra's body was covered in blood. Several thumb-sized holes were squeezing every drop of blood out of his body.
… …
"Almost. They were the first to develop the detoxification treatment. "Old Buck seemed to be flipping through some information. The sound of pages flipping could be heard.
"Yes. In the Isis Church, where there's light, there's darkness. Contrary to the ruling faction, the Dark Templar's ideology is more radical and intense. They believe that sacrifice is unavoidable in order to obtain the final victory. Only by sacrificing the lives and benefits of the majority and concentrating their strength can a small number of people gain enough resources to defeat everything. Destroy everything and rebuild everything from the ashes. "
"Is that all the Savior can do?" The girl was slightly disappointed. "Why don't you stay here … Becoming a part of my collection is much better than being devoured by monsters outside and turning into nothingness …"
He won the battle in the end. Although Isra lost, his injuries were not as severe as his.
Isra dodged several times, but he could not avoid it in the end. His left thigh was pierced by several white thorns.
"Tell me, where's Jasmine!?" Isra rushed up and grabbed Omar's collar.
"But my goal is not to take the Book of Genesis, at least not now. So … I will definitely save Jasmine from here." His expression was calm. He used Tranquility to calm the boiling blood in his body and walked up the stairs.
"Long time no see, Isla."
Isra did not give him a chance to speak. The two of them engaged in close combat, and in just a few minutes, they destroyed all the decorations in the corridor on the second floor.
But they all failed without exception.
"The Book of Inception … I'm taking it!"
"Orr …!!? Why is it you?! "Isra's expression changed drastically, and she took a step back.
Isra was sent flying by a huge force and tumbled to the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor.
Isra couldn't move at all. She felt as if her entire body had been paralyzed. Her body and soul were slowly separating. Her body became hotter and hotter, but her soul seemed to have been silenced by the light before her.
"Ahem …" Isra slowly approached the white bear warily.
It was a handsome young man with long red hair. One of his eyes had been forcefully dug out, leaving only a black bloody hole. His right arm was fitted with a silver hook, and it could be seen that his right forearm had been cut off at some point.
They wandered in the light, in the darkness, in the gap between good and evil. The only thing that could restrain them was their own hearts.
Before he could steady himself, a black stream of light flashed and accurately pierced his left shoulder.
"But understanding doesn't mean I can accept it …" He changed the topic. "Let's fight it out, Isra."
The winding stairs seemed to have no end. They kept going up, up, and up.
He shook his muddled head. The loss of blood had blurred his consciousness. But it was fine.
A large amount of almost endless white liquid flowed down from her long dress and covered the entire floor of the hall.
At this moment, the door to Orr's right opened slowly. A white-haired old man in a pure white robe walked out and raised his hand.
"Sorry, I have to bring my friends back. I don't have time to waste with you." Isra panted heavily and straightened his body.
"Bam!"
"That's enough. Did anyone respond to my request to publish the information of those people?" Lu Sheng asked again.
"Boil," the girl murmured softly.
'Among all the fused, I'm probably the most pitiful one …' Isra thought to himself with a bitter smile. After climbing for more than an hour, he finally reached the second floor of the castle.
In the guest room on the first floor, a slender figure in a pure white dress slowly stood up on the blood-red carpet. She wore a dazzling pearl necklace in front of her chest, and exquisite silver threads weaved into silver flowers under her dress. Her pitch-black hair shone like the stars in the night sky, and she wore a black veil with jewels on it.
…
The hand that was raised towards him instantly blossomed with an incomparably glaring pure white light. In the blur, there seemed to be a pure white gigantic creature slowly extending its sharp claws toward Isra.
"No … This is just a game, a test …" The girl shook her head slightly. The long dress beneath her began to flow around her like liquid, dripping and melting.
"My brother doesn't have time to entertain you now. I'll entertain you myself." The girl opened her slender arms in white gloves.
"Hahahaha!" Orr laughed uncharacteristically after being blasted down.
"Clang!" A golden spark exploded between their arms. Orr waved his short sword and took a few steps back. He somersaulted a dozen times and landed lightly on the open window at the end of the corridor.
Half an hour later …
The flower bud bloomed, and white thorns suddenly burst out.
"I know. So I don't blame you. If I were you, I would have made the same choice, "Orr said calmly. The smile on his face disappeared.
"Among the seven, your position is the most special, isn't it?" the white bear asked.
…
"I … I didn't want to … Back then …" Isra's eyes showed a hint of apology and sorrow.
A loud bang sounded. The bow was fiercely stopped by Orr, but the tremendous power made his expression change.
"What do you want to do to my disciple?"
A white bear appeared in front of the hall. The bear had a gentle and polite smile on his face. He wore a tight-fitting tuxedo, and in his hand was a black top hat that he had just taken off. There was a small white flower folded on his left chest, making him look as gentle and cute as a bear in a fairy tale.
"Back then, you thought you had killed me with your own hands … But I was saved by the previous Blood Ghost who passed by."
He slowly pulled out his dark red short sword and walked over quickly.
"Nice to meet you. Isra. The legendary savior. "The girl in the white dress revealed a gentle smile on her exquisite face.
Or rather, all those who had fused with the pages of the Book of Genesis were immortal.
"Cough cough cough …"
"Where's Jasmine?" he asked in a low voice.
"Although it's not grand enough, it's still beautiful and rich … I hope you're satisfied."
"Bam!"
"What a perfect movement technique … Welcome, my guest."
In an instant, the white liquid on the floor of the hall seemed to come to life. White withered trees rose from the ground. The branches split and intertwined, producing white flower buds.
"Savior? Is that what you call me? "Isra laughed self-deprecatingly.
Orr laughed coldly. He took a step and increased his speed, appearing in front of Isra in the blink of an eye.
The floor, the walls, and the ceiling were all covered in white liquid.
"Splash!"
…
Isra could see the blood flowing at high speed under the wall.
"Hiss!"
"Blood Shadow!" He swung his sword. The short sword suddenly turned into more than ten blood-colored whips, trying to wrap around Isra from all directions.
But when he reached the door, he found that the door had been closed and locked at some point.
The originally sturdy wall had turned into a bloody liquid that was bound by some kind of power.
In the final explosion, he did not even have the ability to defend himself. He took a heavy blow just like that.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and looked up at the girl in the white dress who had just self-destructed.
"Nice to meet you too, beautiful lady," Isra replied politely. "So, are you here to stop me as well?"
"You!!?"
…
The entire hallway expanded and cracked under some kind of terrifying pressure, unable to bear the pressure.
The arrow that hit him exploded into a ball of fire, blowing him off the windowsill.
He slowly got up from the ground.
The sharp claw was getting closer and closer to his forehead.
Isra gripped his short sword tightly and sped up, brushing past White Bear. He walked into the hall.
"Are you going to ask me why I'm a Blood Ghost? Or why I've come back to life after my death? "the red-haired young man asked with a smile.
Isra was forced back by the white liquid. He was almost pushed back to the door.
"Orr …" Isra bit his lower lip. His expression was slightly sour. "Don't force me …"
Orr was sent flying by the tremendous force. He crashed into the blood-colored wall and rolled down slowly. He spat out a mouthful of blood.
An indescribable sense of fear and danger surged like a tidal wave.
"Drip … Drip …"
He had painted the faces of Mi Guangyin, his kin, and the others on oil paintings. He did this so that his subordinates could search for the people in the portraits after they were printed.
Suddenly, a huge hand reached out from behind Isra and grabbed the white claw firmly.
He pulled back the bowstring.
He swiftly retrieved the longbow from his back. He quickly pressed a few points around the wound with his finger to stop the bleeding.
"Bam!"
At this moment, the entire second floor of the castle, including the walls, floor, ceiling, furniture, and everything else, was made of blood.
"She's in the concert hall on the second floor. That beautiful lady has been waiting for you, esteemed Mister Savior." White Bear's face displayed a human-like mockery.
After resting for a while, his complexion improved slightly.
"Are they trying to purify those who are already infected?" Lu Sheng asked softly.
The huge claw glowing with white light was getting closer and closer to him in the pure white light.
The blood-colored castle was the stronghold of the Blood Ghosts for many years. Many people had come here in the past in an attempt to defeat the Blood Ghosts and obtain a page of the Book of Genesis.
A blood-red figure slowly walked out from a room in the corridor on the second floor. He turned to look at him.
"No … There were a few who tried to impersonate. They tried to act shamelessly after being seen through. They were dragged out and executed immediately," Old Buck said disdainfully.
"Force you?"
He was immortal.
"Bam!"
"No problem!"
Isra got to his feet. He quickly retrieved a leather pouch from his backpack. He poured out a blood-red pill and swallowed it.
"Moreover, the people inside are all lunatics. Almost all of the Isis Cult's dark side is here."
Isra's expression froze. He charged toward the other party. He had a bad feeling.
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