The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 687 Endless Resentment
This scream could be heard in the surrounding houses.

But no one showed up, only silence.

Priest Hayik frowned, gradually noticing the abnormality in this calmness.

So he didn't care about the stench, but walked quickly forward and took out a scepter.

The scepter shone with holy light, which actually dispelled a trace of the stench.

"Sure enough..." Priest Hayik gritted his teeth.

The servant of God stepped forward tremblingly. Seeing the expression on Haik's face and the scepter in his hand emitting a faint light automatically, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart and asked cautiously: "Sir... yes, yes, the girl... has changed?"

"Hmph!" Haik said angrily, "It's all your fault for coming up with such a bad idea. You actually said you wanted to spare her life! Now I'm in trouble. There's such a thing in a residential area. I don't know what level it is. I'm afraid I'm going to be in trouble!"

"My lord, you have the protection of High Priest Will, nothing will happen to you..." The servant lowered his head but rolled his eyes in his heart.

He was just speaking out Hayek's true feelings, but now he can still blame it on him.

"Humph! Even if my uncle can protect me, I will still be scolded!" Haik squeezed the scepter and said through gritted teeth, "Forget it, let's go in and talk about it first."

He pointed to several servants of God and said, "You, follow me."

The faces of the servants changed, and they recalled that the servant who had the highest cultivation among them had only let out a scream after entering, without even a trace of struggle...

Hayik saw the servants retreating and immediately became furious: "What's wrong? As servants of the temple, you dare not even face the weirdness? Have all the teachings I gave you been wasted?"

He tightly clenched the invisible chain in his hand, and then, metal hoopes suddenly appeared on the necks of the gods' servants. The hoop was tightening rapidly, squeezing their necks like iron hoops, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Including the usually obedient servant of God, although he was not strangled as tightly as the others, he was also in so much pain that he was almost suffocated.

But he still managed to struggle and say: "Master...please...we...be obedient..."

After hearing the repeated pleas for mercy, Hayek finally snorted coldly and let go.

After this punishment, these servants of God no longer dared to resist and could only let Hayik pull the invisible chain and enter the dilapidated courtyard.

The yard was in a mess, and the small square house inside was pitch black. A foul smell mixed with the smell of blood filled the air.

The ground was covered with traces of blood mixed with dirt, many of which had turned dark brown and were obviously not fresh blood.

But it was sticky underfoot, probably because some new stuff had been mixed in.

Thinking about it more carefully, it was the servant of God...

Suddenly, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill running down their spine.

"Sir, could you please tell me what level this is..." the closest servant of God asked cautiously.

Haik smiled coldly and replied: "Do you think I don't know?"

He paused, and added in a cold voice: "I didn't say it because I didn't want you cowards to escape at the last minute."

These words sent a chill down the spine of the servants of God.

Obviously, the level of this weirdness is very high, enough to scare them so much that they want to run away.

But now his neck was held in someone's hand. If he ran away, he would probably die at the hands of Hayik before he died at the hands of the strange creature.

Although his heart was filled with fear, Priest Hayik still pushed them into the house.

"You guys explore the way first." Hayik ordered.

"Sir..." The close servant of God looked at Hayik with pleading eyes.

So Haik said, "You stay and take care of me."

The servant of God breathed a sigh of relief, but the other servants of God were even more indignant. However, they did not dare to disobey and could only walk into the incredibly smelly house with cold hands and feet.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I heard a creaking sound under my feet.

The gods' servants looked down and saw a fresh piece of body parts. Next to it was a torn piece of clothes. The white cloth was soaked with blood.

This scene made all the servants of God feel nervous. They no longer cared about whether it was a threat or not and turned around to run out of the house.

However, in the darkness of the house, several hands suddenly stretched out, grabbed them one by one, and dragged them into the house. The screams gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Then there was no more, and silence returned.

The remaining servant of God widened his eyes, looked at Hayik in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, why don't we report this to the temple and let the temple handle this matter?"

"You're right... No, that's right."

Hayek nodded and swallowed his saliva. His hand holding the scepter was shaking constantly. He knew that the monster in front of him was definitely not something he could deal with.

So the two of them retreated step by step together.

At the same time, there was a rustling sound in the house, with a strange sense of overlap, as if many bodies were dragging on the ground and getting closer and closer.

This horrifying association instantly occupied their minds and their heartbeats accelerated violently.

"My lord, please use your magic quickly!" the servant shouted anxiously.

"Oh, oh! Yes, yes, yes!"

Hayek finally reacted and waved his hand hurriedly.

A golden magic circle quickly appeared in the air, forming a sacred array pattern, sealing the thing that was dragging out from the darkness into the house.

The two of them no longer hesitated, turned around and ran out of the yard quickly.

However, there was a teeth-grinding tearing sound, followed by a crisp explosion. They did not look back, but they knew that this meant that the magic circle was about to collapse, and they involuntarily quickened their pace.

At this moment, the gate in front of them suddenly slammed shut, blocking their way.

But they are all monks, how could they be stopped by this low earth wall?

The two of them pushed hard almost at the same time, quickly jumped out of the earth wall, and ran towards the end of the alley.

However, this alley, which was obviously very short, seemed to be endless. Behind me, I could hear the sound of flesh hitting the ground, and it was gradually getting closer.

Finally, hands stretched out forward. The two ran desperately, but could no longer distance themselves. They could only see those hands of varying lengths stretched out, like the tentacles of a devil, gradually surrounding them.

The servant of God hastily drew his sword and chopped with all his might.

However, because Priest Hayik had just cast the magic circle, he felt a sense of emptiness in his body and fell behind by half a step.

Seeing that the servant of God was gradually distancing himself from him, Hayek could feel hands reaching out from behind, trying to capture him, but his protective divine light was still blocking them.

However, as these hands gradually pinched his protective divine light, the fate of being deformed, shattered and crushed into meat paste awaited him!
"Sir, run!" The servant of God in front was still shouting anxiously.

Hayek was shocked. How could he accept such a fate?
He gripped the chain tightly in his hand and pulled it hard without any hesitation.

The chain swung rapidly in the air, pulling a servant of God in front of him backwards. With the powerful force, Hayik also leaped forward quickly like an arrow stretched tight on a bowstring.

The servant of God was left behind, surrounded by hands and heads, and could only watch in despair as Hayek's back went further and further away.

There was a sudden sharp pain in my leg.

Countless scarlet mouths pounced on him, bit his legs fiercely, and tore one of his legs off.

And then the whole person...

Pain, fear, and despair intertwined together, and a tremendous resentment surged in the heart of God's servant.

He hated that he had to flatter and kowtow.

He hated that his hands were stained with blood and he couldn't sleep well every night.

He hated it even more, until he died, without even having a name.

No one in the temple remembers him, and no one in this world will remember him either.

Because he was just a slave.

Under such extreme hatred and pain, he quickly transformed in the mouth of the monster and merged into one of it.

Then, with endless hatred, he chased after the figure that was gradually disappearing in front of him.