Chapter 111: Attacking the small temple, the light of career upgrade
"Qi Sui, did something happen inside?"
Gu Xiyue did not dwell on the last question for too long. She looked at the Quiet Castle along with Qi Sui.
Under the cover of the dark night, it was like a ferocious beast entrenched in the wilderness, ready to attack at any time. Prepare to choose someone to eat.
"It smells like blood!"
Qi Sui's nose twitched a few times.
Gu Xiyue's pretty face was full of doubts. She followed suit and twitched the tip of her nose a few times, but there was no smell of blood. All she could smell was the fragrance of the vegetation in the manor, and... Qisui beside her. the taste of.
Qi Sui didn't explain much.
He searched around a few times, and luckily found a few more dandelions in a corner. He then lifted one of them and blew it in the direction of the castle.
Driven by the evening breeze, the snow-white velvet smoothly entered the castle through the gaps in the windows and doors.
Immediately, Qi Sui closed his eyes and attached his mental power to these velvets. It was like his eyes outside his body, which could spy on what was happening in the castle.
Gu Xiyue's pretty face was even more confused. After thinking for a moment, she also raised a dandelion and blew gently towards the castle, then closed her eyes in a decent manner.
Compared to the darkness in the girl's eyes, Qi Sui's vision gradually became brighter.
The interior of the castle is spacious.
There are two lighting methods: lamplight and candlelight.
The overall decoration is in a retro style, and ancient objects can be seen everywhere. Mixed among these objects, there are also some mysterious rune stones engraved with strange patterns, and the patterns outlined are contrary to normal people's perception.
Just one more look at it will give you some stomach-churning discomfort.
There was a carpet on the floor, and the carpet was completely red, but the red was a bit unusually dazzling, as if it had been soaked in blood.
The entire castle is divided into upper and lower floors.
There were about forty people on the lower floor.
Men, women, old people, children can see it.
They wore different costumes, but without exception, they were all kneeling on the ground, with pious expressions on their faces, and murmuring words, as if they were in a state of trance.
There were only eleven people on the second floor of the castle.
They all wore bright red robes dotted with various skeletal objects as mysterious decorations. They all knelt on the ground and performed the same actions as the fanatical believers on the first floor.
The difference is that there is a very faint scarlet aura lingering around them.
This kind of breath is called the "power of God" given by the God of flesh and blood.
Looking deeper into the second floor, there is a quiet and dark corridor, which seems to lead to an unknown territory.
Qi Sui also wanted to use his mental power to control Dandelion to continue flying into the corridor, but there seemed to be an invisible aura outside the corridor, making it difficult for him to break through. He could only vaguely see something similar to the weak candlelight inside. Sculpture-like objects.
After several failed attempts, he had no choice but to continue to float the dandelion fluff in the direction where the smell of blood came from.
This is a darkroom on the second floor.
The darkroom covers an area of 1,000 square meters. The innermost part is a very large cage. More than thirty ordinary people who have just been captured are imprisoned in it like animals. Lu Xin's slightly panicked and helpless face is also in it. , collapsed on the ground in a kneeling position.
In the center of the darkroom is a small altar.
The altar is similar to the one in Qinhai City. It is also made of strange red and black materials, with a sharp black long object inserted on it.
It doesn't look like a broken bone, but more like the broken claw of some monster!
At this moment, the picture fed back by Dandelion showed two burly middle-aged men in the darkroom.
They worked together to throw down one of the unlucky ones who was picked first with his sharp broken claws.
Broken claws penetrated from his chest.
A strange scene appeared.
The man's flesh and blood body was collapsing at a very fast speed, and dense and dazzling red veins emerged from the black broken claws, as if it was coming to life, devouring the man's flesh and blood with big mouthfuls.
A few seconds later, the man, who was 1.8 meters tall and weighed 200 kilograms, was completely gone. Only a thin layer of skin remained. Reluctance and fear still remained on his face.
At the same time, the fanatical believers worshiping in the castle seemed to have been injected with some kind of wonderful medicine, and their faces showed morbid joy.
The strong man in the darkroom is very efficient.
They opened the cage door again and reached inside to grab it.
These ordinary people had frightened faces and could only dodge back desperately. In the chaos, Lu Xin, who was the smallest and thinnest, was pushed to the front, and then the strong man grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up.
"Hey, where did the lint come from? Is there any wind in the room?"
The burly man touched his neck with a puzzled expression on his face. He looked around, and after finding no surprise, he led Lu Xin towards the altar.
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No more delay!
"Senior sister, I will go in first to attract the attention inside, and then you go directly to the darkroom on the second floor and rescue Lu Xin!"
Qi Sui simply drew a few directions in the soil.
Gu Xiyue looked surprised and didn't ask any more questions. She just silently remembered the layout of the rooms in her mind.
"Then now, use arrows to shoot at the two locations on the left and right upper corners of the castle gate!"
Looking in the direction Qi Sui pointed, there seemed to be two tiny objects there, completely integrated into the night. It was easy to miss them if you didn't look carefully.
This is an ultra-high frequency laser pulse transmitter.
In Qi Sui's simulation just now, he was shot through the chest as soon as he walked to the door, and his health points were almost cleared.
"good!"
Gu Xiyue put two arrows on the string at the same time.
The muscles all over her body were tense, and her delicate body was like a big bow being drawn. When the power was accumulated to the extreme, the crisp sound of the strings collapsed under the night.
The two arrows pierced the night sky like two black lightnings, accurately shooting two transmitters apart.
"Good archery skills!"
Qi Sui gave her a thumbs up. After making sure it was safe, he rushed out like a fierce and vigorous cheetah. Before anyone could react, he used brute force to break through the castle gate.
He calmly patted the dust on his clothes, then smiled and waved hello to all the fanatical believers in the hall who were startled and looked over.
"Well, hello everyone, excuse me first!"
In the hall on the first floor, a middle-aged woman asked sternly: "Who are you and why are you here? Can you bear the responsibility of disturbing the Lord of God?"
Everyone else also had angry faces.
They spent a lot of money to get an opportunity to worship the gods in the temple.
Before he had time to fully feel the gift of divine power, he was forcibly stopped.
"Um, I'm from the National Security Bureau. I came here to inform everyone that you guys have been surrounded. Well, if you don't want to die, all of you should squat down with your heads in your hands."
The young man had a bright smile and a gentle tone.
But what he said made all the believers in the scene change their expressions wildly.
Several missionaries on the second floor looked over, and someone was shocked and angry: "It's you! You're still alive!"
"Ah, yes, it's me, we meet again."
Qi Sui raised his head and smiled at them.
Several of these missionaries were the same people who attacked him in the Starlight Building and hid here after narrowly escaping.
At the same time, Gu Xiyue entered through the window like a nimble night owl, with her front feet lightly touching the ground without making any movement.
While everyone was distracted by Qi Sui, she climbed up to the second floor and entered the secret room. Seeing this, Qi Sui began to slowly turn his neck, move his wrists and ankles, and the bones in his body made a "click" sound. He had just played a game in the building, and his muscles that had not completely cooled down became hot again.
His eyes were filled with a faint red blood mist.
"Well, let me count for three seconds. After three seconds, any friends who haven't crouched down with their heads in their hands will be beaten to death by... my punch!"
indeed!
The profession [Crazy Fighting Tyrant] gave Qi Sui the bloodthirsty and desire for fighting that originated from his bones, allowing him to quickly accept the mental discomfort caused by blood.
But with the memory of his past life, he could barely restrain the murderous intention in his heart.
He is not willing to kill people indiscriminately just because of his strength
Three seconds are the last chance he leaves for these believers of the religion to survive.
As long as they are still afraid of death, it means they still retain the last trace of humanity.
If the other party continues to be obsessed with it and is willing to risk his life for the illusory old god, then he doesn't mind taking advantage of the situation to help them.
However, Qi Sui is destined to be disappointed.
Believers who are qualified to enter the small temple and worship the gods are absolutely loyal.
After seeing Qi Sui's blasphemous "heretical" behavior, the fanatical believers in the hall on the first floor rushed over first, regardless of the difference in strength between them, eager to show their loyalty and faith under the attention of the gods.
"Okay, then I, Qi Sui, will do a good deed today and send you to see the god of flesh and blood, Amaemon, so that he will not live lonely in hell!"
Qi Sui's eyes were cold, he laughed ferociously, and he struck without mercy.
The fist he swung out at random exploded an old woman's head into a mist of blood.
The raised right leg was chopped down like a battle axe, smashing a graceful young woman into a pulp.
"Battle settlement, beheading, weak special energy detected, will be converted into experience points, professional [Crazy Fighting Tyrant] experience +20..."
It’s only 20 o’clock?
It seems that the missionaries are the ones with the most experience!
Qi Sui looked towards the second floor, and those people were much more awake. He allowed these ordinary believers to rush up to die, while he quickly cleaned up the various artifacts engraved with strange runes in the castle.
"Want to run?"
He swung two more punches, killing the two middle-aged men who rushed towards them. The light and shadow of his inner strength appeared on his legs, which combined with the strong flesh and blood, erupting with frightening jumping power.
The whole person was like a dragon coming out of the sea, and in one leap he arrived at the second-floor hall ten meters away.
"You four hold him back while the others take the magic talismans and evacuate quickly. People from the National Security Bureau are coming!" the gloomy man with a higher status ordered sternly.
He stared at Qi Sui with murderous eyes, as if he wanted to imprint this face deeply in his mind.
The removal of a small temple was equivalent to the destruction of decades of hard work of their religious cult in Tianfu City.
If in the last era, someone dared to break into the temple of a divine religion, then no matter what the price, they would kill the "heresy" who dared to blaspheme the dignity of the gods!
But now times have changed, and they live like rats in the gutter. They can only endure the humiliation and bear the burden and try to recover the losses as much as possible.
These people moved very quickly. In just a few dozen seconds, they took away all the talismans within the castle, and then fled outside the castle.
"Qisui, I remember you. The Oracle will definitely make you pay the price. Your skin will be peeled off and used as a rag to wipe the dust from the statue day and night. Your head will become a sweet offering and placed on the altar. Paper until rotten.”
The leading missionary left harsh words, broke the window and fled into the night.
Qi Sui deliberately wanted to stop him, but the four missionaries who came after him were completely desperate.
His current combat effectiveness is probably close to the "February" level, and these four missionaries all have "January" strength. Plus, after detonating the "Power of God", each one is not much weaker than Qi Sui.
In just a few rounds, his body suffered a lot of injuries.
Qi Sui's face was as dark as water, and he did not dare to be distracted anymore. He could only fight with the four of them with all his strength. They were in a stalemate and instantly fell into a heated state.
Blood and sweat splashed in the air.
But no one noticed that when the blood from Qi Sui's wound rolled onto the carpet, it would be quickly swallowed up and then return to normal, except that the color of the carpet became increasingly red.
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At this moment, the missionary who had just escaped was knocked back into the castle at an even faster speed.
Not only him, but the other missionaries who escaped all retreated. Everyone was badly injured. The talismans contained in the bags were scattered on the ground. Their eyes were full of fear, and they looked like they were trembling in danger of imminent disaster.
"It's over, it's over, we're surrounded!"
"There are people outside, there's no way to escape!"
"O God, please show up and save your people!"
"..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Luoyan, wearing a blue martial arts university uniform and holding a two-meter heavy gun, burst in from the gate.
Her eyes were cold and blood was still dripping from the tip of the gun, adding some unspeakable evil aura to her pure and beautiful face.
"Students below martial arts masters are guarding outside. No one in the castle can escape. The others will join me and capture all the believers of the old gods. Anyone who insists on resisting will be killed directly!"
With her words, the more than two hundred martial arts students following closely behind her could no longer hold back the blood surging in their chests.
One by one, they rushed in screaming.
No matter what, being able to clear out a small temple, along with more than a dozen missionaries and dozens of ordinary believers, is enough to meet the standards of Xia Guo's special honor, and can be exchanged for a large number of contribution points.
The martial arts college students, who had long been striving for contribution points, were like wolves that had been hungry for many days when they saw the plump mutton. In just a few seconds, they swamped the "missionaries".
The ending can be said to have been doomed from the moment Shen Luoyan broke in.
More than two hundred martial arts masters and thousands of high-level warriors are an extremely exaggerated force no matter where they are placed. They can directly compete with the total martial arts foundation of a province, including military, political and martial arts.
Qi Sui did not join the large-scale melee, but slipped into the secret room on the second floor.
Some ordinary people in the cage have been rescued by Gu Xiyue.
Because the movement was fast enough, Lu Xin was not substantially injured, but the impact on her spirit was a bit severe. Her fair and tender face was filled with fear and tears, and she squatted in the corner, her delicate body trembling.
Gu Xiyue stood beside her with a confused look on her face.
Wasn't it just that he was kidnapped by the cult... As for being so scared?
Seeing that the two girls were safe and sound, Qi Sui was relieved. While there was still chaos outside, he came directly to the altar and reached out to hold the sharp claw.
"The homologous energy of the profession [Battle Tyrant] has been detected. Is it absorbed and converted into experience points?"
"yes!"
Similar to the situation when absorbing the first "Broken Ridge", this claw seemed to sense danger and released a deep black light, trying to flick Qi Sui's palm away.
Qi Sui's body is majestic and motionless like a mountain.
A scrolling prompt with a large amount of experience appears on the career panel.
"Professional [Crazy Fighting Tyrant] experience value +1000..."
"Professional [Crazy Fighting Tyrant] experience value +1000..."
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With the rapid increase in experience points, Qi Sui could feel a warm current in his body, further strengthening and nourishing blood and flesh cells.
After a few seconds.
The energy contained in the sharp claw tips was completely sucked away, becoming worn out and decayed very quickly, and finally scattered into debris on the ground.
The entire process was blocked by Qi Sui's broad body and did not fall into the eyes of ordinary people in the secret room.
Suddenly, the system panel lit up with the unique brilliance of upgrade.
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(End of chapter)