Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster.

Chapter 632 Opening the Door, Candlelight Brings Warmth

hometown.

This seems to be a word that naturally carries warmth and beautiful memories.

But for Sink at this moment, the word represented immense pressure and fear, as well as an indescribable unease.

The two arrived not in an open space, but in a room that resembled a storage room. However, upon closer inspection, one could see that these "shopping items" were mostly strange tools stained with blood, or rather... instruments of torture.

"what!"

Shortly after landing, Sink clutched his back in pain.

However, even while enduring unimaginable pain, Sink still gritted his teeth and spoke with great difficulty.

"My lord...he...knows you've come..."

"This is the lower level of the manor... He's on the top level... Please..."

"We must...kill him!!!"

"Tell my mother and the others... to live well!"

“Please… please!”

"what--"

Sink let out an extremely shrill scream.

The next moment, the curse mark on his back completely erupted, and the fleshy tumor under his clothes rapidly expanded and tore through the clothes, instantly turning into layers of greasy wrinkles that dragged on the ground.

After the screams stopped, Sink slowly raised his hand.

His pale pupils were fixed on Wang Dao, his eyes radiating intense malice.

Then, he lunged straight at Wangdao, his greasy wrinkles on his back trying to wrap around Wangdao like moth wings.

However, a flash of red light appeared.

Sink's body twitched, then he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Looking at the dead Xinke before him, Wangdao remained silent.

It seems he already knew that once he brought people into his hometown, the Yebian who controlled him would find out, and he would most likely die as a result.

But he did it anyway, simply because he believed that Wangdao would help him completely end this nightmare.

Even if he was already dead by then, and couldn't see the end of this nightmare.

After a while.

Wang Dao stepped forward, gently stroked his eyes, and slowly straightened his body.

Only now could he see the other person's face clearly: a young man with messy long hair and a pale face.

"understood."

Wang Dao nodded.

After glancing at the candle in his hand, Wang Dao stepped onto the stairs.

The Candlekeeper's task could not be completed.

But the task Sink gave him was not yet over.

After he left.

Sink's body was weighed down by greasy wrinkles, his life completely gone, but his back was finally no longer hunched.

……

"asshole!"

"Sink, you damned little bastard!"

"How dare you bring outsiders here, trying to rebel against me! Rebel against the blessing of God!"

On the top floor of the manor, on a strangely shaped large bed, a bloated man who had lost both legs roared furiously with a ferocious expression.

The next moment, his beast-like gaze fixed directly on the ragged woman beside him.

"Bring her here!"

"Also, go and kill Sink's two sisters!"

Yebian roared at the guards beside him and raised his hand without saying a word, a strange power stirring with the flames of war.

The guards immediately felt excruciating pain and quickly did as instructed, enduring the pain.

Sink's mother was quickly thrown in front of Jebian, while the other guards went off to find Sink's two sisters.

"Damn bitch!"

"Your son has done a truly amazing thing!"

Yebian grabbed the woman's hair with one hand and gripped her face tightly with the other, veins bulging, his grip contorted with rage. With a scream, her bloodied scalp was ripped off and thrown aside.

The group of women around him immediately screamed in terror, terrified out of their wits.

"If you enjoy rebelling so much, then go die!"

Yebian pushed himself forward with one hand and dragged the woman with the other, throwing her directly under the statue in the room.

The statue's shape and appearance are extremely strange.

It's almost as if blood was poured on two specific parts of the body, making it both bloody and vulgar.

At this point, Jebian began to assault the woman, tearing and injuring her while muttering prayers.

"...Your servant Jepian...offers you violence and lust, and begs you to set your sights on me..."

boom!
Just as he kept muttering to himself.

A huge commotion was already coming from below the manor; walls were collapsing, tiles were shattering, and blood flashed across the balcony.

Jebian's body trembled, and his movements froze for a moment, but soon, the will to survive compelled him to grit his teeth and continue, his prayers growing louder and louder.

Until one loud bang, a large hole was torn open in the floor.

The next moment, a head covered in blood, like a scarlet sun, slowly rose from the hole in the floor, and the eerie light fell on Yebian.

At the same time, a small, burning blue candle fell to the ground and burned quietly.

wow...

The ring of fangs hovered around Wangdao's body.

"Ha... what a filthy and disgusting ritual. These things that shouldn't be burned still exist..."

"It's up to you. I have no interest in doing it myself."

The descendant's disdainful voice fell.

Within the blood-red phantom, Wangdao's face appeared.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

At this moment, Yebian was sweating profusely with anxiety, his face contorted in a ferocious expression, and his body writhing wildly.

"My God! Save me!"

Jebian roared at the statue in front of him.

His roars seemed to have some effect.

The blood that had been frozen on the statue now began to flow slowly, as if it had come to life.

however.

Before the frozen statue could even display its divine power, a streak of azure light shot out in an instant and swiftly entered the statue.

Click...

A crack suddenly appeared on the statue.

Wow...

The next moment, the statue shattered right before Jebian's eyes, just as his hope for survival had been rising.

"no no!"

"No! How could this be! My God! Why do you refuse! Are you abandoning your most faithful believer?!"

Yebian shook his head frantically as he backed away, his faith crumbling at that moment.

However, at that moment, a bloody hand gently pressed against his body.

At the same time, Wangdao, who had already shed his container form, slowly walked to his side and squatted down.

"It seems your god doesn't intend to save you, or rather..."

"...He was willing but unable."

"He will probably be receiving warmth soon."

Wang Dao revealed a slight smile, and with a thought, another undead sacrificial corpse came to Yebian's side.

As he spoke, Wang Dao suddenly frowned and pinched his nose because he smelled a very unpleasant odor.

"You fat pig covered in grease, you're really quite unclean..."

"Let's go, this isn't a suitable place for an execution..."

Wang Dao stood up, turned and left, while the undead sacrificial corpse beside him dragged the terrified Yebian in close behind.

(End of this chapter)